When Sarah Rabb arrived home she was greeted by the sight of Mac curled up
on the couch her head on a cushion on Harm's lap. Both were asleep, Harm
hand his arm gently resting on Mac's waist. The TV was fuzzing showing that
they'd probably been watching a movie when they fell asleep.
Grams quietly switched the TV off and laid a blanket from the back of the couch over Mac. After which she quietly crept up the stairs to be so as not to disturb them.
~ ~
Mac awoke the next more to the sound and smell of bacon sizzling in the kitchen. She took a moment to remember where she was. She carefully sat up so as not to wake Harm who was still asleep and gently moved into the kitchen where Grams was preparing breakfast.
"Good morning Sarah. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes thank you. Your couch is very comfortable." Mac said as Grams handed her a cup of coffee.
"So is my grandson if appearances are anything to go by."
"We were watching a movie, I guess we both fell asleep." Mac said with a yawn.
"Why don't you go and take a shower and get dressed breakfast will be another ten minutes?" Grams said with a smile.
"Thanks, I'll take you up on that. Do you want me to wake Harm up?" Mac inquired.
"You may as well let him sleep while I finish make breakfast. Maybe when you come back down you can show me what Marine's are made of." She said winking at Mac.
"I think I can help there. I'll be back in a few minutes."
~ ~ ~
"Watch your ears." Mac said when she came back down seven minutes and 48 seconds later. Grams nodded. "Rabb, front and centre." Mac bellowed. Harm jumped to his feet and saluted before releasing where he was.
"Very funny." He said groggily.
"Breakfast is ready." Grams replied.
"What time is it?" Harm asked.
"0747 and 34 seconds. He's not good in the mornings, he has a habit of being late." Mac told Grams
"Trish used to have problems getting him up for school in the mornings." Grams recalled. "He'd sleep until noon if she let him. But I would have thought that the Navy would have broken him of that habit."
"Unfortunately not. The only time they can't keep him down is when he's in the hospital. Then he can't wait to leave."
"I'm standing right here." Harm reminded them.
"We know Harmon, Now sit down and eat your breakfast. After you've got changed you can show Sarah around the farm."
"Yes ma'am." Harm said sitting down.
"Harm I like your grandmother, it's nice to see someone can control you." She teased. "Maybe you can give the Admiral some tips." She said to Grams.
"Anything to help the US Navy."
"It's too early in the morning for me to have both of you ganging up on me." Harm groaned.
"Oh poor baby." Mac said in a patronising tone. "Scared of a OAP and a Marine, I think I'm going to have to have a little talk to the SecNav. He should really rethink the quality of people he puts through the OCS."
"Now children behave. Eat your breakfast and maybe if you're good you can go out an play." Grams teased.
"Oh god." Harm rested his head on his arms on the table.
"Here have some coffee and everything will be okay I promise." Mac said stroking the back of his head in a reassuring manner.
"You promise?" He muttered.
"I promise and I don't make promises I don't to keep. Well at least not in the last few years." She replied.
"Good. Now that's sorted eat." Grams encouraged.
Grams quietly switched the TV off and laid a blanket from the back of the couch over Mac. After which she quietly crept up the stairs to be so as not to disturb them.
~ ~
Mac awoke the next more to the sound and smell of bacon sizzling in the kitchen. She took a moment to remember where she was. She carefully sat up so as not to wake Harm who was still asleep and gently moved into the kitchen where Grams was preparing breakfast.
"Good morning Sarah. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes thank you. Your couch is very comfortable." Mac said as Grams handed her a cup of coffee.
"So is my grandson if appearances are anything to go by."
"We were watching a movie, I guess we both fell asleep." Mac said with a yawn.
"Why don't you go and take a shower and get dressed breakfast will be another ten minutes?" Grams said with a smile.
"Thanks, I'll take you up on that. Do you want me to wake Harm up?" Mac inquired.
"You may as well let him sleep while I finish make breakfast. Maybe when you come back down you can show me what Marine's are made of." She said winking at Mac.
"I think I can help there. I'll be back in a few minutes."
~ ~ ~
"Watch your ears." Mac said when she came back down seven minutes and 48 seconds later. Grams nodded. "Rabb, front and centre." Mac bellowed. Harm jumped to his feet and saluted before releasing where he was.
"Very funny." He said groggily.
"Breakfast is ready." Grams replied.
"What time is it?" Harm asked.
"0747 and 34 seconds. He's not good in the mornings, he has a habit of being late." Mac told Grams
"Trish used to have problems getting him up for school in the mornings." Grams recalled. "He'd sleep until noon if she let him. But I would have thought that the Navy would have broken him of that habit."
"Unfortunately not. The only time they can't keep him down is when he's in the hospital. Then he can't wait to leave."
"I'm standing right here." Harm reminded them.
"We know Harmon, Now sit down and eat your breakfast. After you've got changed you can show Sarah around the farm."
"Yes ma'am." Harm said sitting down.
"Harm I like your grandmother, it's nice to see someone can control you." She teased. "Maybe you can give the Admiral some tips." She said to Grams.
"Anything to help the US Navy."
"It's too early in the morning for me to have both of you ganging up on me." Harm groaned.
"Oh poor baby." Mac said in a patronising tone. "Scared of a OAP and a Marine, I think I'm going to have to have a little talk to the SecNav. He should really rethink the quality of people he puts through the OCS."
"Now children behave. Eat your breakfast and maybe if you're good you can go out an play." Grams teased.
"Oh god." Harm rested his head on his arms on the table.
"Here have some coffee and everything will be okay I promise." Mac said stroking the back of his head in a reassuring manner.
"You promise?" He muttered.
"I promise and I don't make promises I don't to keep. Well at least not in the last few years." She replied.
"Good. Now that's sorted eat." Grams encouraged.