Harm and Mac's house
Washington, DC
"What is it?" demanded Harm, now full of wonder. "Nothing's wrong, is it?"
".No, nothing is wrong." Mac shook her head.
"Well, then what is it?" Harm looked pale, as if he was about to faint.
"Harm, I'm not having a girl." Mac smiled.
"A boy? You're having a boy!" Harm nearly jumped with excitement.
"No, Harm, I'm not. I'm having twins. A girl and a boy." Mac told him.
"Twins..twins!" Harm shrieked. He picked her up and twirled her around.
"Congratulations, Commander." Smiled the Admiral.
"Only my mother knew?" he turned to Mac.
"Who else would I have had time to tell, Sailor?" Mac grinned.
"Point taken." He nodded. "Well, you heard the woman everyone! We're having twins!" he announced, as if everyone had not already heard Mac.
"I don't know, ma'am. Two at once? Sounds a little challenging to me."
"I'm a Marine, Harriet. I'll be fine." Mac smiled.
"You're a Rabb too, sweetie. Remember that." Trish chimed.
"I could never forget that part, Trish." Mac smiled.
Both Harm and Mac returned to work the next week. Mac found that her case load seemed to get lighter and lighter as her belly got heavier and heavier. Before too long, she could barely see her own two feet, and was reduced to simple desk tasks at work to avoid straining herself.
Sergei had flown in from Russia. He arrived at the airport nearly a month before Mac was due. When his brother picked him up, Sergei seemed as if he were more excited than Harm about the upcoming births.
"Have you thought about what you will name them?" Sergei asked.
Harm looked thoughtful for a moment, and sighed. "Nope. Not really. We've had a couple ideas, though." He smiled. "Why? Do you have a suggestion?" he looked at his brother.
"Well, you know, you could give one of them a Russian name? Mac's first name is Russian. Did you know that?" he grinned.
"That's not a bad idea, little brother." Harm laughed. "You'll have to help us out there." He agreed.
"You mean.pick a name???" Sergei looked as if he were going to burst. "Really?"
"Of course! Why not?" Harm smirked. "You're family, aren't you?"
"Oh, thank you!" Sergei smiled.
"So, what did you have in mind, Sergei?" asked Mac, carefully sitting down on the sofa.
"I have several." he quieted a moment to think. "But.I really like the name Sasha."
"That's pretty, Sergei. Where did you get that name from?" asked an intrigued Mac.
"I had a friend named Sasha when I was growing up.but I haven't heard from him since I joined the Army."
(A/N: No truth to this that I know of. It came from my head!)
"I like it." Nodded Mac.
"Me, too." Smiled Harm. "Now all we need is a girl's name.hm.I wonder..." Harm began to get lost in his own thoughts. He got up and walked into the kitchen.
"Uh, Harm!." Mac looked uncomfortable.
"Harm.." Sergei glanced at Mac. Suddenly he was a flattering shade of scarlet.
"Huh?" Harm called from the other room.
"I hate to pull you out of happy land, sailor, but I think my water just broke."
"And I think I know that your water just broke!" Sergei grinned widely as he hopped up from the couch. "Come on big brother! To the hospital, quick!" he urged.
"I'll go start the car!" Harm was practically skipping through the house.
"I'll get the bags and call Trish, Frank, and Admiral Chegwidden!" Sergei announced.
".and I'll try not to pop." Laughed Mac as she rose slowly from the couch.
Harm had returned, and was helping Mac to the car. When Harm, Mac, and Sergei reached the hospital, everyone was already waiting for them. Mac was beginning to feel the pain she knew could only be associated with labor.
"Get the doctor..NOW!" she groaned.
A doctor, rather young looking for her profession, ran up and snatched the wheelchair from Harm. "How you doing, Mrs. Rabb? Our charts show you're not due for another month."
"So?!" growled Mac.
"Yes, I'm sorry. Your room is over here. Once you've lain down, don't do anything until you're told, okay?" the doctor instructed.
Mac, trying to be more pleasant despite her obvious pain, only nodded. Once they reached Mac's room, the young doctor ran off. She returned five minutes later with an older man.
"Sarah, I'm Dr. Anton. We'll just check and see how much you've dilated, and.whoa!" he exclaimed. "You're almost ready to push! Good job!"
In the room with Mac and Harm were Sergei, the Admiral, Trish, Frank, Bud and Harriet, Sturgis, and Singer. Sergei, apparently quite squeamish, was turning a very frightening shade of green. He sat with the rest of the crew, though, and patiently waited for the twins to be born.
The boy, to be named Sasha, came first into the world. He looked strikingly like Harm, but he had Mac's eyes. The girl, un-named as of yet, came out last. She was slightly smaller than her brother, and surprisingly, looked opposite of what he looked like.
"What should we name her?" asked Harm, holding Sasha on one arm.
"Why don't we name her after your mom?" suggested Mac, looking at her daughter in her arms. She looked up, and smiled at Trish. "What do you think?" she asked her.
".." Trish could only smile.
"So be it!" Harm grinned.
Sasha and baby Patricia were allowed to go straight home with their parents after Mac was released from the hospital. Everyone wanted to help Harm and Mac out, and so, raising the twins, just like raising little AJ, had quickly become a team effort.
And what was even better in Harm and Mac's eyes? Their little family wasn't so little anymore.
A/N: Well, kinda got blocked when it came to an ending for this one. Hope you liked it anyway. There will be a third in my little series.but more details on that later (. Reviews would be appreciated!
"What is it?" demanded Harm, now full of wonder. "Nothing's wrong, is it?"
".No, nothing is wrong." Mac shook her head.
"Well, then what is it?" Harm looked pale, as if he was about to faint.
"Harm, I'm not having a girl." Mac smiled.
"A boy? You're having a boy!" Harm nearly jumped with excitement.
"No, Harm, I'm not. I'm having twins. A girl and a boy." Mac told him.
"Twins..twins!" Harm shrieked. He picked her up and twirled her around.
"Congratulations, Commander." Smiled the Admiral.
"Only my mother knew?" he turned to Mac.
"Who else would I have had time to tell, Sailor?" Mac grinned.
"Point taken." He nodded. "Well, you heard the woman everyone! We're having twins!" he announced, as if everyone had not already heard Mac.
"I don't know, ma'am. Two at once? Sounds a little challenging to me."
"I'm a Marine, Harriet. I'll be fine." Mac smiled.
"You're a Rabb too, sweetie. Remember that." Trish chimed.
"I could never forget that part, Trish." Mac smiled.
Both Harm and Mac returned to work the next week. Mac found that her case load seemed to get lighter and lighter as her belly got heavier and heavier. Before too long, she could barely see her own two feet, and was reduced to simple desk tasks at work to avoid straining herself.
Sergei had flown in from Russia. He arrived at the airport nearly a month before Mac was due. When his brother picked him up, Sergei seemed as if he were more excited than Harm about the upcoming births.
"Have you thought about what you will name them?" Sergei asked.
Harm looked thoughtful for a moment, and sighed. "Nope. Not really. We've had a couple ideas, though." He smiled. "Why? Do you have a suggestion?" he looked at his brother.
"Well, you know, you could give one of them a Russian name? Mac's first name is Russian. Did you know that?" he grinned.
"That's not a bad idea, little brother." Harm laughed. "You'll have to help us out there." He agreed.
"You mean.pick a name???" Sergei looked as if he were going to burst. "Really?"
"Of course! Why not?" Harm smirked. "You're family, aren't you?"
"Oh, thank you!" Sergei smiled.
"So, what did you have in mind, Sergei?" asked Mac, carefully sitting down on the sofa.
"I have several." he quieted a moment to think. "But.I really like the name Sasha."
"That's pretty, Sergei. Where did you get that name from?" asked an intrigued Mac.
"I had a friend named Sasha when I was growing up.but I haven't heard from him since I joined the Army."
(A/N: No truth to this that I know of. It came from my head!)
"I like it." Nodded Mac.
"Me, too." Smiled Harm. "Now all we need is a girl's name.hm.I wonder..." Harm began to get lost in his own thoughts. He got up and walked into the kitchen.
"Uh, Harm!." Mac looked uncomfortable.
"Harm.." Sergei glanced at Mac. Suddenly he was a flattering shade of scarlet.
"Huh?" Harm called from the other room.
"I hate to pull you out of happy land, sailor, but I think my water just broke."
"And I think I know that your water just broke!" Sergei grinned widely as he hopped up from the couch. "Come on big brother! To the hospital, quick!" he urged.
"I'll go start the car!" Harm was practically skipping through the house.
"I'll get the bags and call Trish, Frank, and Admiral Chegwidden!" Sergei announced.
".and I'll try not to pop." Laughed Mac as she rose slowly from the couch.
Harm had returned, and was helping Mac to the car. When Harm, Mac, and Sergei reached the hospital, everyone was already waiting for them. Mac was beginning to feel the pain she knew could only be associated with labor.
"Get the doctor..NOW!" she groaned.
A doctor, rather young looking for her profession, ran up and snatched the wheelchair from Harm. "How you doing, Mrs. Rabb? Our charts show you're not due for another month."
"So?!" growled Mac.
"Yes, I'm sorry. Your room is over here. Once you've lain down, don't do anything until you're told, okay?" the doctor instructed.
Mac, trying to be more pleasant despite her obvious pain, only nodded. Once they reached Mac's room, the young doctor ran off. She returned five minutes later with an older man.
"Sarah, I'm Dr. Anton. We'll just check and see how much you've dilated, and.whoa!" he exclaimed. "You're almost ready to push! Good job!"
In the room with Mac and Harm were Sergei, the Admiral, Trish, Frank, Bud and Harriet, Sturgis, and Singer. Sergei, apparently quite squeamish, was turning a very frightening shade of green. He sat with the rest of the crew, though, and patiently waited for the twins to be born.
The boy, to be named Sasha, came first into the world. He looked strikingly like Harm, but he had Mac's eyes. The girl, un-named as of yet, came out last. She was slightly smaller than her brother, and surprisingly, looked opposite of what he looked like.
"What should we name her?" asked Harm, holding Sasha on one arm.
"Why don't we name her after your mom?" suggested Mac, looking at her daughter in her arms. She looked up, and smiled at Trish. "What do you think?" she asked her.
".." Trish could only smile.
"So be it!" Harm grinned.
Sasha and baby Patricia were allowed to go straight home with their parents after Mac was released from the hospital. Everyone wanted to help Harm and Mac out, and so, raising the twins, just like raising little AJ, had quickly become a team effort.
And what was even better in Harm and Mac's eyes? Their little family wasn't so little anymore.
A/N: Well, kinda got blocked when it came to an ending for this one. Hope you liked it anyway. There will be a third in my little series.but more details on that later (. Reviews would be appreciated!