"Mom." Harm said as he pulled Trish into a hug. "Frank." He nodded to his
step-father.
"You didn't have to come and pick us up we could have gotten a cab." Trish said.
"I wanted to." He said with a smile.
"So where are Sarah and my beautiful granddaughter?" Trish inquired.
"One of Mac's trials was running slightly longer than expected. She was going to pick Jenny up and take her straight home. She would have been here if she could."
"So did you have a good day?"
"Just the usual. Did you have a good flight?"
"He didn't do any barrel rolls so I think so." Frank replied.
"Oh I don't know barrel rolls can be fine, just never done one in Boeing 727."
"And I hope you never do. You've got a family now, you need to stop doing stupid things like jumping out of planes."
"Mac told you about that huh?"
"She tells me lots of things. We talk at least once a week. The Navy had to have knocked some sense into your head at some point. If not maybe I should get Sturgis to help out or possibly AJ."
"I'll be careful. Let's get you back to the house before Jenny goes to bed." He said as he lead them to get their luggage.
~ ~ ~
"Hello Sarah." Trish said as she entered the house.
"Hey Trish. Mac hugged her and Frank.
"So where is my granddaughter?"
"Bouncing in her chair." She pointed to the baby chair by the couch. "She's waiting for Harm to give her her bath."
"I can do that." Trish offered.
"I wouldn't." Harm interjected.
"She's developed the idea that kicking her legs and making a bit a splash as possible is a good time." Mac expanded.
"Harm used to that too. We used to have to put down towels everywhere when he had a bath. When he was a little older he used to throw the rubber duck out of the bath and only get in if he could play with his little plastic boats."
"See you were a squid from an early age." Mac smiled.
"Thanks for the memory Mom. Go get wet and no boats, Mac and I have an agreement. I'll make dinner."
"No boats?" Frank asked.
"No boats and no planes. Basically no unfair prejudice against either the Navy or the Marines. She gets make her own mind up without any outside influence." Mac supplied.
"I see." Frank said.
"Whatever works for you." Trish said with a smile. "Hello darling." She picked Jenny.
"Why doesn't Grandpa help too?" Mac suggested.
"Grandpa?" Frank questioned. "You're okay with that?"
"You're the only grandfather she's ever going to get the chance to know. Except the honorary grandparent status that the Admiral seems to have taken up. Besides you're family for better or worse. Right Harm?"
"Yes." He called.
~ ~ ~
Saturday 0740
"Be good darling, we'll see you tomorrow night." Mac said as she kissed Jenny's forehead. "You have the number for where we're going, my cell phone, my pager numbers." Mac said hesitantly.
"She'll be fine Sarah." Trish reassured her. "We have all your numbers, we have Harm's, we have the numbers for all your friends at JAG, we have the number for her paediatrician and for Bethesda. We'll be fine, you're only going to gone less than forty-eight hours."
"Mac, she'll be fine. There is no need to be irrational." Harm said.
"She's allowed to be irrational. She's a mother." Trish pointed out. "When you were a baby if I had to leave you I wouldn't go thirty minutes without calling to check up on you, even if I left you with your father while I went shopping."
"Take care of her for me." Mac said as she hugged Trish.
"You know I will. Have a good time and talk everything through."
"Bye Mom, Frank." Harm said. "Let's go." Mac nodded and picked up her bag to carry it out to the car. Once they were in Harm asked, "So are you going to tell me where we're going?"
"No. You drive and I'll navigate."
"You didn't have to come and pick us up we could have gotten a cab." Trish said.
"I wanted to." He said with a smile.
"So where are Sarah and my beautiful granddaughter?" Trish inquired.
"One of Mac's trials was running slightly longer than expected. She was going to pick Jenny up and take her straight home. She would have been here if she could."
"So did you have a good day?"
"Just the usual. Did you have a good flight?"
"He didn't do any barrel rolls so I think so." Frank replied.
"Oh I don't know barrel rolls can be fine, just never done one in Boeing 727."
"And I hope you never do. You've got a family now, you need to stop doing stupid things like jumping out of planes."
"Mac told you about that huh?"
"She tells me lots of things. We talk at least once a week. The Navy had to have knocked some sense into your head at some point. If not maybe I should get Sturgis to help out or possibly AJ."
"I'll be careful. Let's get you back to the house before Jenny goes to bed." He said as he lead them to get their luggage.
~ ~ ~
"Hello Sarah." Trish said as she entered the house.
"Hey Trish. Mac hugged her and Frank.
"So where is my granddaughter?"
"Bouncing in her chair." She pointed to the baby chair by the couch. "She's waiting for Harm to give her her bath."
"I can do that." Trish offered.
"I wouldn't." Harm interjected.
"She's developed the idea that kicking her legs and making a bit a splash as possible is a good time." Mac expanded.
"Harm used to that too. We used to have to put down towels everywhere when he had a bath. When he was a little older he used to throw the rubber duck out of the bath and only get in if he could play with his little plastic boats."
"See you were a squid from an early age." Mac smiled.
"Thanks for the memory Mom. Go get wet and no boats, Mac and I have an agreement. I'll make dinner."
"No boats?" Frank asked.
"No boats and no planes. Basically no unfair prejudice against either the Navy or the Marines. She gets make her own mind up without any outside influence." Mac supplied.
"I see." Frank said.
"Whatever works for you." Trish said with a smile. "Hello darling." She picked Jenny.
"Why doesn't Grandpa help too?" Mac suggested.
"Grandpa?" Frank questioned. "You're okay with that?"
"You're the only grandfather she's ever going to get the chance to know. Except the honorary grandparent status that the Admiral seems to have taken up. Besides you're family for better or worse. Right Harm?"
"Yes." He called.
~ ~ ~
Saturday 0740
"Be good darling, we'll see you tomorrow night." Mac said as she kissed Jenny's forehead. "You have the number for where we're going, my cell phone, my pager numbers." Mac said hesitantly.
"She'll be fine Sarah." Trish reassured her. "We have all your numbers, we have Harm's, we have the numbers for all your friends at JAG, we have the number for her paediatrician and for Bethesda. We'll be fine, you're only going to gone less than forty-eight hours."
"Mac, she'll be fine. There is no need to be irrational." Harm said.
"She's allowed to be irrational. She's a mother." Trish pointed out. "When you were a baby if I had to leave you I wouldn't go thirty minutes without calling to check up on you, even if I left you with your father while I went shopping."
"Take care of her for me." Mac said as she hugged Trish.
"You know I will. Have a good time and talk everything through."
"Bye Mom, Frank." Harm said. "Let's go." Mac nodded and picked up her bag to carry it out to the car. Once they were in Harm asked, "So are you going to tell me where we're going?"
"No. You drive and I'll navigate."