A week later
"So have you thought about what we discussed Mac?" AJ asked.
"Yes. I agree that I should reduce my hours."
"So you want to work three mornings a week?"
"Actually I thought I'd work mornings all thist week plus Monday, Wednesday and Thursday afternoon. Then just mornings after that."
"You're not going to take maternity leave?"
"I just can't sit around doing nothing. I know you're not assigning me cases, but I can back over paperwork and old cases make notes."
"If that's what you want. What does Harm think about all this?
"I don't know I haven't discussed it with him. But he really doesn't have a say in when and how long I work."
"Just let me know if you need anything."
"Thank you sir." Mac smiled.
"I'll leave you to it." AJ left Mac's office. "Lt Sims." AJ said stopping in front of Harriet's desk.
"Yes, sir." She quickly got to her feet.
"Keep an eye on Colonel Mackenzie, she insists on being here and I don't want her working too hard."
"Yes sir."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Hey Marine."
"Hey yourself flyboy. Got your argument sorted out?" Mac asked knowing he had a trial starting in a two hours and 43 minutes.
"Yes thank you. " He lent against the doorframe watching her.
"Was there something you wanted Harm because I'm kind of busy at the moment."
"I was just checking you weren't going to go into labour in the middle of the trial."
"I wasn't planning on it for another few weeks." She said reassuring tone. "Go win your case flyboy. I'll have someone call you if anything happens."
"If your sure."
"Harm, you've been working on this case for weeks. I'm only just over eight months pregnant, the doctor says everything is fine and on schedule. I think I can hold out, now go before I have someone come and throw you out."
"I'm going. Eat something decent for lunch okay." He just got out of the way before a pen came hurtling towards him. "Bye Mac." He called over his shoulder.
"I think you lost something." Sturgis said carrying the pen in and placing it on Mac's desk.
"Thanks. Shame it didn't hit him." She smiled.
"He's just worried he's going to miss the big event."
"Baby's are usually born with plus or minus two weeks of the expected date. Which gives me another week at least. Plus the fact that first baby's are usually late, which gives me at least three weeks and from what I've been told labour usually take quite a few painful hours, so I'll doubt he'll miss anything."
"I see your point. I leave you to your case reviews."
"Thank you and thanks for returning the pen."
"Anytime." He called as her left the office.
"How are you feet doing today?" Harriet asked as she came to take some of the case files from Mac.
"Feet, I have feet?" Mac questioned.. "It's been months since I've seen them. I wouldn't know they're still there unless they didn't hurt."
"Sounds about right. Did you want anything else while I'm here ma'am?"
"Not unless you can stop Harm from thinking I know the exact time and date I'm having this baby."
"He probably wants to know for the pool the guys have got going."
"Why is it that men never have anything better to do than bet on things?" Mac sighed.
"Because it's a way to try and control the outcome. Men have a problem when they're not in control of a situation." Harriet offered. "Being military just makes them worse."
"Could you do me a favour and tell whoever is running the pool if Harm wins he wants to donate the money to whatever charity the Marine Corps is backing this year."
"Yes ma'am. Call me if you need anything."
"Thanks Harriet."
"So have you thought about what we discussed Mac?" AJ asked.
"Yes. I agree that I should reduce my hours."
"So you want to work three mornings a week?"
"Actually I thought I'd work mornings all thist week plus Monday, Wednesday and Thursday afternoon. Then just mornings after that."
"You're not going to take maternity leave?"
"I just can't sit around doing nothing. I know you're not assigning me cases, but I can back over paperwork and old cases make notes."
"If that's what you want. What does Harm think about all this?
"I don't know I haven't discussed it with him. But he really doesn't have a say in when and how long I work."
"Just let me know if you need anything."
"Thank you sir." Mac smiled.
"I'll leave you to it." AJ left Mac's office. "Lt Sims." AJ said stopping in front of Harriet's desk.
"Yes, sir." She quickly got to her feet.
"Keep an eye on Colonel Mackenzie, she insists on being here and I don't want her working too hard."
"Yes sir."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Hey Marine."
"Hey yourself flyboy. Got your argument sorted out?" Mac asked knowing he had a trial starting in a two hours and 43 minutes.
"Yes thank you. " He lent against the doorframe watching her.
"Was there something you wanted Harm because I'm kind of busy at the moment."
"I was just checking you weren't going to go into labour in the middle of the trial."
"I wasn't planning on it for another few weeks." She said reassuring tone. "Go win your case flyboy. I'll have someone call you if anything happens."
"If your sure."
"Harm, you've been working on this case for weeks. I'm only just over eight months pregnant, the doctor says everything is fine and on schedule. I think I can hold out, now go before I have someone come and throw you out."
"I'm going. Eat something decent for lunch okay." He just got out of the way before a pen came hurtling towards him. "Bye Mac." He called over his shoulder.
"I think you lost something." Sturgis said carrying the pen in and placing it on Mac's desk.
"Thanks. Shame it didn't hit him." She smiled.
"He's just worried he's going to miss the big event."
"Baby's are usually born with plus or minus two weeks of the expected date. Which gives me another week at least. Plus the fact that first baby's are usually late, which gives me at least three weeks and from what I've been told labour usually take quite a few painful hours, so I'll doubt he'll miss anything."
"I see your point. I leave you to your case reviews."
"Thank you and thanks for returning the pen."
"Anytime." He called as her left the office.
"How are you feet doing today?" Harriet asked as she came to take some of the case files from Mac.
"Feet, I have feet?" Mac questioned.. "It's been months since I've seen them. I wouldn't know they're still there unless they didn't hurt."
"Sounds about right. Did you want anything else while I'm here ma'am?"
"Not unless you can stop Harm from thinking I know the exact time and date I'm having this baby."
"He probably wants to know for the pool the guys have got going."
"Why is it that men never have anything better to do than bet on things?" Mac sighed.
"Because it's a way to try and control the outcome. Men have a problem when they're not in control of a situation." Harriet offered. "Being military just makes them worse."
"Could you do me a favour and tell whoever is running the pool if Harm wins he wants to donate the money to whatever charity the Marine Corps is backing this year."
"Yes ma'am. Call me if you need anything."
"Thanks Harriet."