Title - Moms, Guns, and Diapers
Authors' Names - Michi and Carol or Carol and Michi
E-mail - Michi at catherinebellfan@gmx.de or mp111275@yahoo.de and
Carol at Writestories315@yahoo.com
Rating - PG
Spoilers - Oh, where do we start? Just a little bit of everything and some more.
Disclaimer - "I know I don't own it. Michi, did you forget to tell me something?"-Carol "Oh, I wish, Carol, but I don't own them either."- Michi
Summary- Just a week full of Moms, Guns, and Diapers at JAG. LOL, the truth is, we don't really want to tell. symbol 74 \f "Wingdings" \s 12J
Authors Notes-
I just want to thank Carol for giving me this chance here. I can't believe that all my crazy ideas are actually a part of this story. I for sure can call this one my baby, because it's the first FF I've ever worked on. Hope you guys like it. Feedback is always welcome, good or bad. -Michi
Tons of thanks to Michi for her 'visions,' they were the joy in my day. I'm so glad we were able to work on this and I truly hope everyone enjoys it as much as we have. -Smiles, Carol
Both of us also want to give a HUGE thanks to Dae for beteing for us. You're the best.
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Moms, Guns, and Diapers Part 1/17
Thursdays, November 11
Mac's Apartment
8:25 PM
"There, is that better?" Mac asked the gurgling infant as she buttoned his sleeper. "Oh, you do like this better. Don't you? I know I prefer a clean diaper to a dirty one." She slowly picked the baby up and kissed his cheek. "How about a story?"
Mac carried the small baby to the living room. She placed him on her lap and picked up a case file. "We have two choices. The case of the evil lieutenant who hurt the superior officer or the backwards Robin Hood case, where the PO was giving supplies to locals for a fee."
Jimmy looked at his godmother and giggled as she read the second 'story'. "The second one it is."
She slowly opened the case file as there was knock at the door. Mac rolled her eyes as she sat the file down and carried Jimmy to the door. "Never fails, I start to work and there's a knock at the door."
"Mac, it's me," Harm said through the door.
Mac smiled at his voice and rested Jimmy on her shoulder as she opened the door. "Hi. Come on in. Jimmy and I were just starting a bedtime story."
Harm smiled and noticed the baby. "Hey there, little guy. Are you having fun with Aunt Mac?"
Jimmy smiled again as Mac answered. "Oh, 'course he is."
The three of them walked over to the couch and sat down. Harm glanced at the case files. "You can't read cases to a baby."
"Why not?"
"They're cases and he's not going to enjoy them." Harm motioned for Mac to let him hold Jimmy.
She gently handed Jimmy to Harm, but the baby was unhappy with this change and started to fuss as soon as Harm was holding him. Mac chuckled softly and Harm handed Jimmy back to her. "I don't know why he doesn't like being held by you."
"It takes a while for babies to warm up to me," Harm defended himself with a small smile.
"Maybe it's cause you weren't around a lot," Mac said before she thought about her words. She quickly looked at Harm in shock from her own words. "Harm…I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
Harm shook his head. "It's okay, it's the truth. There's no need to apologize."
"I'm still sorry, but you know, you're around now and that's all that matters." Mac smiled as she quickly recovered.
Harm grinned and gently touched Jimmy's hand. "Yeah, I'm around now."
"So, how bad has it been since your return?" Mac asked.
Harm chuckled softly. "I think I have enough old cases and files to last a lifetime."
Mac smiled at him softly. "I'm sure the admiral will dig you out shortly."
"Yeah, I think
so, too."
The two fell silent as Jimmy quietly fell asleep in Mac's arms. They both watched in awe as his little eyes closed and he drifted off into dreamland. Once Mac was sure he was sound asleep she glanced at Harm. "Let me put him to bed."
She stood up and walked into her bedroom where she gently placed the baby into the portable crib which was set up in the room. Harm stood by the doorway and watched. He once again realized that Mac would make a great mother. He sadly smiled as he watched Mac kiss Jimmy's forehead and secure the blanket around his small body.
Once she was happy with him in the bed she slowly turned around and glanced at Harm. She passed by him in the doorway and for the first time since his return to JAG Harm placed his hand on the small of her back and led her into the living room. The two sat back down on the couch. "So, what is Jimmy doing here?"
"AJ's got the chicken pox. Bud and Harriet asked if I could watch Jimmy while they take care of AJ," Mac explained.
Harm thought for a second. "I thought they had a shot for chicken pox."
"They do but their doctor mistakenly marked AJ's records."
"Poor kid. I hated the chicken pox."
"What kid liked them?" Mac asked, knowing the answer was 'no one'.
"True. So you'll have Jimmy for how long?"
"One week."
"So you're going to cart all of Jimmy's baby stuff in your car."
"No, actually tomorrow morning Sturgis and I are trading cars. He'll get my 'vette for the week and I get his Grand Prix."
Harm thought for a second and developed a better answer. "I've got a better idea. Why don't you borrow my SUV? It would be a little safer for you and Jimmy."
Mac was stunned for a minute. "I couldn't ask you to."
"I'm offering, besides, isn't this what friends do?"
"Yeah. Thanks. Do you want to pick me up in the morning?"
Harm reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys. "I drove it here tonight. I can just take your car home after I put everything into it."
Mac smiled as Harm opened her hand and placed his keys into it. "Speaking of which: why are you here tonight?"
"I just wanted to come over and see you. Maybe watch a movie or something," Harm explained as he got nervous. "If you are busy I can go."
Mac gently squeezed Harms hand which was still holding hers and the keys. "No, you don't need to go."
Harm smiled and relaxed. "You up for a movie?"
"Yeah, I am. But something quiet," Mac told him.
Harm let go of her hand and grabbed the remote off of the coffee table. As he leaned back on the couch he watched as Mac set the keys on the table and smiled softly at him. He started to flip through the channels but stopped when he saw one of Mac's favorite movies. "Sabrina."
Mac smiled as she remembered a night before Paraguay and Singer's murder when she and Harm watched her favorite movies. Sabrina was one of them. "I love this movie." Mac settled against the cushions and pulled her feet on to the couch.
"I know," Harm softly said as they both got lost in the movie.
Location Unknown
10:34 PM
"Yes, I am able to start tomorrow. No, I have no problem learning on the job," a man said as he talked on the phone. "Yes, thank you. One question though. Where will we be delivering to?" The man paused as he looked at the blueprints of a building. "The Washington area. Thank you. I, too, am eager to start working. Good bye."
The man hung up the phone and smiled ruefully as he picked up two photos. "Soon both of you will pay for you deeds."
He set the photos down next to his gun which was shining in the light. The light reflected on the faces on the photos also, to reveal Sarah Mackenzie and Harmon Rabb Jr.
End of Part 1