"That was beautiful. But we should get back before it gets any darker." Mac
whispered.
"Grams will be wondering where we got to. Where do you we go from here?" Harm asked his arms still tight around her waist.
"Down the ladder, back across the brook, down the lane across the field to your grandmother's farmhouse." Mac supplied.
"Cute Mac, real cute. I meant with us."
"Can we just take it slowly, it's taken us this long to get this far I don't want to screw it up?"
"We can take it as slow as you want. Just remember I'm not going anywhere." He whispered into her ear.
"And we keep it just between us for now? I don't think I can handle the whole office knowing just yet."
"Just us and the Admiral." Harm replied.
"The Admiral?" Mac questioned as she turned to look at him.
"I had to brief him on my plans for the weekend, so we could get yesterday afternoon and Monday off and so he could order you to accompany me since at the time we weren't talking."
"Okay just us and the Admiral for now." Mac agreed.
"And Grams?" Harm pleaded.
"How about we make a deal flyboy? If she asks you directly you can tell her the truth, but otherwise we keep it just between us." Mac offered.
"You have a deal Colonel." He lent forward and kissed her.
"Good, can we go home now I'm hungry?"
"That's my marine always thinking with her stomach." Mac smiled and kissed him. "Let's go."
~ ~
"Oh your back. Did you have a nice time Sarah?" Grams asked as they entered the house.
"Yes thank you Grams and I didn't get wet this time."
"That's good dear. Harm did you show her the tree house?" Grams inquired.
"Yes Grams, we watched the sunset off the balcony."
"It's a remarkable place Grams." Mac agreed.
"I remember Harm's grandfather the day he finished building it. He was so excited and my son thought it was the greatest place on earth." Grams smiled at the memory.
"See I told that was good for making memories." Mac said digging Harm in the ribs.
"Hey, I didn't disagree with you."
"Harmon, you're mother called while you were out." Grams said as she encouraged them to sit down. "You should call her more you know."
"I know. What did she want?"
"She's been trying to get a hold of you for the last week. She finally broke down and called the Admiral on Thursday and he told her you were coming up here for the weekend with Sarah."
"Maybe I should call her back then."
"Maybe later. Sarah, a parcel came for you as well."
"For me?" Mac turned to look at Harm.
"It's not from me, it took enough to bribe the UPS guys yesterday." Harm replied.
"It's from Trish. The reason she's been calling Harm was to get your address. She asked me to apologise for the delay but it took longer to finish than she thought. She had it overnight to here."
"Mrs Burnett sent me something?" Mac questioned.
"It's a birthday and thank you for looking after her son present." Grams supplied.
"Mom sent Mac a birthday present?" Harm questioned.
"Yes Harmon she did. It's something one has a tendency to do when it's someone's birthday. It's on the couch. Harm go and get for me." Grams instructed.
"Yes ma'am." Harm got up and when to get the parcel.
"Why would she..?" Mac started to question.
"Sarah, you are an important person in Harm's life therefore you're important to us too. Whether or not you're related both Trish and I think of you as part of the family."
"Thank you." Mac wiped the tear that fell down her cheek away.
"You're not supposed to cry until after you get the present not before." Harm said as he walked back in carrying a large cardboard shipping box and placed it on the table in from of her.
"Okay. Let's see what she sent me." Mac peeled away the packing tape the sealed the box and opened it. Inside was a mass of packing foam and inside that was a present wrapped tightly in bubble wrap. Mac withdrew it from the box and set it down on the table. Harm took the box and placed it on the floor as Mac unwrapped the present down to its layer of wrapping paper. She carefully tore the paper away to reveal the gift. Mac placed her hand over her mother and muttered. "Oh my god."
TBC
"Grams will be wondering where we got to. Where do you we go from here?" Harm asked his arms still tight around her waist.
"Down the ladder, back across the brook, down the lane across the field to your grandmother's farmhouse." Mac supplied.
"Cute Mac, real cute. I meant with us."
"Can we just take it slowly, it's taken us this long to get this far I don't want to screw it up?"
"We can take it as slow as you want. Just remember I'm not going anywhere." He whispered into her ear.
"And we keep it just between us for now? I don't think I can handle the whole office knowing just yet."
"Just us and the Admiral." Harm replied.
"The Admiral?" Mac questioned as she turned to look at him.
"I had to brief him on my plans for the weekend, so we could get yesterday afternoon and Monday off and so he could order you to accompany me since at the time we weren't talking."
"Okay just us and the Admiral for now." Mac agreed.
"And Grams?" Harm pleaded.
"How about we make a deal flyboy? If she asks you directly you can tell her the truth, but otherwise we keep it just between us." Mac offered.
"You have a deal Colonel." He lent forward and kissed her.
"Good, can we go home now I'm hungry?"
"That's my marine always thinking with her stomach." Mac smiled and kissed him. "Let's go."
~ ~
"Oh your back. Did you have a nice time Sarah?" Grams asked as they entered the house.
"Yes thank you Grams and I didn't get wet this time."
"That's good dear. Harm did you show her the tree house?" Grams inquired.
"Yes Grams, we watched the sunset off the balcony."
"It's a remarkable place Grams." Mac agreed.
"I remember Harm's grandfather the day he finished building it. He was so excited and my son thought it was the greatest place on earth." Grams smiled at the memory.
"See I told that was good for making memories." Mac said digging Harm in the ribs.
"Hey, I didn't disagree with you."
"Harmon, you're mother called while you were out." Grams said as she encouraged them to sit down. "You should call her more you know."
"I know. What did she want?"
"She's been trying to get a hold of you for the last week. She finally broke down and called the Admiral on Thursday and he told her you were coming up here for the weekend with Sarah."
"Maybe I should call her back then."
"Maybe later. Sarah, a parcel came for you as well."
"For me?" Mac turned to look at Harm.
"It's not from me, it took enough to bribe the UPS guys yesterday." Harm replied.
"It's from Trish. The reason she's been calling Harm was to get your address. She asked me to apologise for the delay but it took longer to finish than she thought. She had it overnight to here."
"Mrs Burnett sent me something?" Mac questioned.
"It's a birthday and thank you for looking after her son present." Grams supplied.
"Mom sent Mac a birthday present?" Harm questioned.
"Yes Harmon she did. It's something one has a tendency to do when it's someone's birthday. It's on the couch. Harm go and get for me." Grams instructed.
"Yes ma'am." Harm got up and when to get the parcel.
"Why would she..?" Mac started to question.
"Sarah, you are an important person in Harm's life therefore you're important to us too. Whether or not you're related both Trish and I think of you as part of the family."
"Thank you." Mac wiped the tear that fell down her cheek away.
"You're not supposed to cry until after you get the present not before." Harm said as he walked back in carrying a large cardboard shipping box and placed it on the table in from of her.
"Okay. Let's see what she sent me." Mac peeled away the packing tape the sealed the box and opened it. Inside was a mass of packing foam and inside that was a present wrapped tightly in bubble wrap. Mac withdrew it from the box and set it down on the table. Harm took the box and placed it on the floor as Mac unwrapped the present down to its layer of wrapping paper. She carefully tore the paper away to reveal the gift. Mac placed her hand over her mother and muttered. "Oh my god."
TBC