Livin' the High Life
*Chapter 5*
Harm couldn't believe Mac. It just wasn't in her nature. Okay it was, but he thought they got passed that after they finally decided to give a romantic relationship a chance. It had taken so much work to get where they are and now she just threw it all away.
Or was it his fault? Harm wondered, maybe he shouldn't have acted like that. Maybe he should have waited a couple of weeks until the second desk arrived. But was it just about the desk, or was it more? Was this just an omen that Harm should return back to the Washington JAG, or to not be with Mac after all.
Needless to say, Harm was heartbroken. Mac was the only woman (besides his mom and grandmother) that he truly loved and respected. He loved Clark too. He was his blood, his son. Would Harm ever see them again. Surely Mac wouldn't prevent Harm from seeing Clark, but she was pretty mad.
Harm knew Mac wouldn't pick up the phone, but he decided to call home and leave a message anyway's. He told Mac how much he loves Clark and her. He told Mac that he was sorry, that she was right and that he wanted to work it out. It wasn't supposed to be this way, Harm just knew it.
Harm decided to stay at the Embassy Suites in Lynnwood until he decided what to do about the situation. He had a nice room that was quiet, Harm just needed to be alone and figure things out for himself.
Harm took a nice, hot bath before turning in for the night. He turned off the desk-side lamp and rolled over. Harm cried himself to sleep, which was unusual for him since he was a macho Navy guy.
Harm awoke to a loud thundering from the door. He rose and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand, which read 11:15pm. Had he really only been asleep for an hour?
Harm opened the door to see something he didn't expect. Mac was standing there in her pyjamas holding a sleeping Clark who was wrapped in a blanket. Mac's hair was all tousled and he eye make-up was running down her face. It was evident that she had been crying for some time.
Harm let them in and Mac tucked Clark into the unmade bed. She sat down in one of the armchairs and Harm sat across from her. Neither of them talked for five minutes. There was so much tension in the air; you could cut it with a knife. Finally Mac spoke.
"Harm, I'm sorry I overreacted, I should have never kicked you out", she said as she choked back tears. "Honestly, its your life and if you want to return back to the old JAG, that's your choice, and I'll respect that", Mac continued with more confidence this time. "It'll just mean the time we spend together is more special, that's all", Mac said as she finished to let Harm speak. She knew that he had something to say as well.
"Mac its okay, don't worry, I acted like a baby when I found out that I didn't have a desk, its not like I'm never going to have one", Harm told his wife after she finished. "I just have to tuff it out like everyone else", Harm said as he got up. "Come on, we need our sleep", Harm finished as he picked Mac up and put her into bed next to Clark. He finally got in to bed on the opposite side of Clark as he fell asleep. Damn, he thought, he was lucky this time but she might not be so forgiving in the future.
The next morning, Harm awoke to the sounds of noises in the bathroom. Mac wasn't in bed, so it had to be her. There she was, her head hanging over the toilet seat as she vomited repeatedly. Harm was happy at the sight of her throwing up (not the fact that she was sick, but the fact that it could be morning sickness).
Mac looked up at Harm with a strand of vomit hanging from her face. It wasn't the prettiest sight, but if it meant that they were going to have another child, he was willing to forget the grossness of it all.
"Mac, are you pregnant?" Harm asked curiously. Mac just shook her head as she proceeded to vomit into the toilet. She finally stopped hurling and washed off her face. "Nope, just the flu, I took a pregnancy test yesterday because If you didn't notice, I was sick yesterday too", Mac said as she sat on the bathroom floor.
The truth was, Harm didn't notice. But that might have been because he was so antsy about going to work. Harm looked at his watch. "Oh no, if we don't leave now, we're going to be late for work. Luckily, they both brought their uniforms with them.
"What are we going to do about Clark?" Mac asked as her son came into the bathroom.
"Me come to work Mommy", he said as he got all excited.
"Looks like he's going to have to", Harm said as he put Clark on the counter and combed his hair.
*****
Mac and Harm got to work on time, in fact the only other person who was there was Gunny (or Duface depending on what you want to call him). Gunny's eyes lit up when he saw that a little boy was wearing Harm's cover. "Is that your son sir?" Gunny asked.
"Mine too", Mac piped up.
"Wow, I didn't know you had a kid together, hey you're married too", he said as he noticed the rings.
"Yeah, for the best three years of my life", Harm said.
Harm and Mac left Gunny after the phone began to ring off the hook. They entered their office and Harm sighed at the sight of the one desk. Mac set Clark down on the floor in front of the television and switched on the television to show Winnie the Pooh.
Ensign Kimber knocked on the door as Harm said, "Enter".
"Sir, Ma'am there's an Admiral Chedwidden here to see you", Ensign Kimber told them as he opened the door.
"Tell him to wait one sec as we clean up the room", Mac said as she quickly thought of a way to hide Clark for the time being. It was sad, but all she could think of was hiding him under her desk.
"Enter", said Harm as soon as they got rid of all the evidence of having a child in the office.
Ensign Kimber entered the office first and looked around suspiciously. "Where did your son get to Colonel?" he asked as the Admiral's eyes bulged out of his head. Harm winced; they were in for it.
"Colonel, Commander, why is your son at work?" the Admiral said as he looked around the room. "And where is the little tyke anyway's?" he asked a little more light-heartedly.
"Uncle AJ!" Clark screamed as he heard his godfather's voice. He ran and gave the former Seal a big hug around his calves. The Admiral picked him up and gave him a chocolate bar from his pocket.
Mac thought this was the best time to explain. "Uh sir, Harm and I had a fight last night and I had to take him with me to see Harm at the hotel and I didn't have enough time to drop him off at daycare", she explained.
"Mac!" Harm said after she told the Admiral. She didn't need to say that, the Admiral would've lived without that knowledge.
"Harm, why did you get in a fight with the Colonel and why were you at a hotel?" the Admiral asked less than politely. "Harm, if you EVER hurt the Colonel again, I will tear you limb from limb, I walked her down the aisle after eight years of you pussy-footing around and I'm not going to ruin all that hard work Harriet and I went through", the Admiral yelled.
"Uncle AJ, why are you yelling at Daddy?" Clark asked.
"No, I was just ordering him around like all Admirals do", the Admiral explained.
"Oh", Clark said as he jumped out of the Admiral's arms and ran to the television and switched it on. Winnie the Pooh was now over and some fishing show started. Mac switched the channel to Bob the Builder.
"Excuse me, I have to hurl", Mac announced to the occupants of the office. She ran to the bathroom and they could hear retching coming from the bathroom. The Admiral gave Harm the *is she pregnant* look. Harm shook his head. The Admiral looked upset but what can you do?
"So, I heard you were missing a desk?" the Admiral asked.
"Yes sir", Harm answered.
"Well then, lets see about that desk", the Admiral said as he whipped out a catalogue.
TBC. Well How was it? Sorry if there were any mistakes, the story was too long for me to read through it. Yes everyone, I'm THAT lazy. Well Sancti, I'm trying to lengthen my stories but I kinda ran out of things to say. I'm still looking for a plot idea for the next chapter......Oh wait, I got it! All I can tell you is that good things are going to happen. Well, I hope you enjoyed it and the next chapter is coming soon. I'm going to work on it while I'm watching re-runs of CSI. Well, I gotta go, I want a pickle. Bye and happy reading. From: Amanda
*Chapter 5*
Harm couldn't believe Mac. It just wasn't in her nature. Okay it was, but he thought they got passed that after they finally decided to give a romantic relationship a chance. It had taken so much work to get where they are and now she just threw it all away.
Or was it his fault? Harm wondered, maybe he shouldn't have acted like that. Maybe he should have waited a couple of weeks until the second desk arrived. But was it just about the desk, or was it more? Was this just an omen that Harm should return back to the Washington JAG, or to not be with Mac after all.
Needless to say, Harm was heartbroken. Mac was the only woman (besides his mom and grandmother) that he truly loved and respected. He loved Clark too. He was his blood, his son. Would Harm ever see them again. Surely Mac wouldn't prevent Harm from seeing Clark, but she was pretty mad.
Harm knew Mac wouldn't pick up the phone, but he decided to call home and leave a message anyway's. He told Mac how much he loves Clark and her. He told Mac that he was sorry, that she was right and that he wanted to work it out. It wasn't supposed to be this way, Harm just knew it.
Harm decided to stay at the Embassy Suites in Lynnwood until he decided what to do about the situation. He had a nice room that was quiet, Harm just needed to be alone and figure things out for himself.
Harm took a nice, hot bath before turning in for the night. He turned off the desk-side lamp and rolled over. Harm cried himself to sleep, which was unusual for him since he was a macho Navy guy.
Harm awoke to a loud thundering from the door. He rose and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand, which read 11:15pm. Had he really only been asleep for an hour?
Harm opened the door to see something he didn't expect. Mac was standing there in her pyjamas holding a sleeping Clark who was wrapped in a blanket. Mac's hair was all tousled and he eye make-up was running down her face. It was evident that she had been crying for some time.
Harm let them in and Mac tucked Clark into the unmade bed. She sat down in one of the armchairs and Harm sat across from her. Neither of them talked for five minutes. There was so much tension in the air; you could cut it with a knife. Finally Mac spoke.
"Harm, I'm sorry I overreacted, I should have never kicked you out", she said as she choked back tears. "Honestly, its your life and if you want to return back to the old JAG, that's your choice, and I'll respect that", Mac continued with more confidence this time. "It'll just mean the time we spend together is more special, that's all", Mac said as she finished to let Harm speak. She knew that he had something to say as well.
"Mac its okay, don't worry, I acted like a baby when I found out that I didn't have a desk, its not like I'm never going to have one", Harm told his wife after she finished. "I just have to tuff it out like everyone else", Harm said as he got up. "Come on, we need our sleep", Harm finished as he picked Mac up and put her into bed next to Clark. He finally got in to bed on the opposite side of Clark as he fell asleep. Damn, he thought, he was lucky this time but she might not be so forgiving in the future.
The next morning, Harm awoke to the sounds of noises in the bathroom. Mac wasn't in bed, so it had to be her. There she was, her head hanging over the toilet seat as she vomited repeatedly. Harm was happy at the sight of her throwing up (not the fact that she was sick, but the fact that it could be morning sickness).
Mac looked up at Harm with a strand of vomit hanging from her face. It wasn't the prettiest sight, but if it meant that they were going to have another child, he was willing to forget the grossness of it all.
"Mac, are you pregnant?" Harm asked curiously. Mac just shook her head as she proceeded to vomit into the toilet. She finally stopped hurling and washed off her face. "Nope, just the flu, I took a pregnancy test yesterday because If you didn't notice, I was sick yesterday too", Mac said as she sat on the bathroom floor.
The truth was, Harm didn't notice. But that might have been because he was so antsy about going to work. Harm looked at his watch. "Oh no, if we don't leave now, we're going to be late for work. Luckily, they both brought their uniforms with them.
"What are we going to do about Clark?" Mac asked as her son came into the bathroom.
"Me come to work Mommy", he said as he got all excited.
"Looks like he's going to have to", Harm said as he put Clark on the counter and combed his hair.
*****
Mac and Harm got to work on time, in fact the only other person who was there was Gunny (or Duface depending on what you want to call him). Gunny's eyes lit up when he saw that a little boy was wearing Harm's cover. "Is that your son sir?" Gunny asked.
"Mine too", Mac piped up.
"Wow, I didn't know you had a kid together, hey you're married too", he said as he noticed the rings.
"Yeah, for the best three years of my life", Harm said.
Harm and Mac left Gunny after the phone began to ring off the hook. They entered their office and Harm sighed at the sight of the one desk. Mac set Clark down on the floor in front of the television and switched on the television to show Winnie the Pooh.
Ensign Kimber knocked on the door as Harm said, "Enter".
"Sir, Ma'am there's an Admiral Chedwidden here to see you", Ensign Kimber told them as he opened the door.
"Tell him to wait one sec as we clean up the room", Mac said as she quickly thought of a way to hide Clark for the time being. It was sad, but all she could think of was hiding him under her desk.
"Enter", said Harm as soon as they got rid of all the evidence of having a child in the office.
Ensign Kimber entered the office first and looked around suspiciously. "Where did your son get to Colonel?" he asked as the Admiral's eyes bulged out of his head. Harm winced; they were in for it.
"Colonel, Commander, why is your son at work?" the Admiral said as he looked around the room. "And where is the little tyke anyway's?" he asked a little more light-heartedly.
"Uncle AJ!" Clark screamed as he heard his godfather's voice. He ran and gave the former Seal a big hug around his calves. The Admiral picked him up and gave him a chocolate bar from his pocket.
Mac thought this was the best time to explain. "Uh sir, Harm and I had a fight last night and I had to take him with me to see Harm at the hotel and I didn't have enough time to drop him off at daycare", she explained.
"Mac!" Harm said after she told the Admiral. She didn't need to say that, the Admiral would've lived without that knowledge.
"Harm, why did you get in a fight with the Colonel and why were you at a hotel?" the Admiral asked less than politely. "Harm, if you EVER hurt the Colonel again, I will tear you limb from limb, I walked her down the aisle after eight years of you pussy-footing around and I'm not going to ruin all that hard work Harriet and I went through", the Admiral yelled.
"Uncle AJ, why are you yelling at Daddy?" Clark asked.
"No, I was just ordering him around like all Admirals do", the Admiral explained.
"Oh", Clark said as he jumped out of the Admiral's arms and ran to the television and switched it on. Winnie the Pooh was now over and some fishing show started. Mac switched the channel to Bob the Builder.
"Excuse me, I have to hurl", Mac announced to the occupants of the office. She ran to the bathroom and they could hear retching coming from the bathroom. The Admiral gave Harm the *is she pregnant* look. Harm shook his head. The Admiral looked upset but what can you do?
"So, I heard you were missing a desk?" the Admiral asked.
"Yes sir", Harm answered.
"Well then, lets see about that desk", the Admiral said as he whipped out a catalogue.
TBC. Well How was it? Sorry if there were any mistakes, the story was too long for me to read through it. Yes everyone, I'm THAT lazy. Well Sancti, I'm trying to lengthen my stories but I kinda ran out of things to say. I'm still looking for a plot idea for the next chapter......Oh wait, I got it! All I can tell you is that good things are going to happen. Well, I hope you enjoyed it and the next chapter is coming soon. I'm going to work on it while I'm watching re-runs of CSI. Well, I gotta go, I want a pickle. Bye and happy reading. From: Amanda