Title: Gold Wings and Dress Whites

Author: Anaika Skywalker

Author's Email: lindsay30@austarnet.com.au

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I don't own JAG; I just like to spread my wings occasionally.

Author's Note: I've tried to keep things light in this chapter, so read on and enjoy. I like to know what my readers are thinking, so please review. I am winding this story up, but its just taking longer then expected. I had so much for this chapter that I had to make it into two, so enjoy.

Winjan: I never disappoint, you'll be getting all you've asked for. Maybe not in that order, but it will be done. I never make a promise I don't keep. Know that sounds familiar doesn't it? Well thanks again, I always look forward to your reviews.

Gold Wings and Dress Whites

Chapter Twenty: Girl talk Part One

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, Virginia

Washington DC

Harmon Rabb whistled as he walked into JAG, nothing was going to ruin his day.

"Good morning, Commander," Harriet greeted cheerfully.

"Good morning, Harriet," he said happily and headed into his office.

Mac came out of her office. Had she just heard Harm whistling? Curious she went to his, knocking she opened the door. "Morning."

"Morning Mac," he greeted sitting back in his chair.

She went further into the room, sitting down. "So why are you in such a good mode? Didn't Sera return to the Liberty Bell?"

"She did, the squadron flew out last night," he answered. Repairs on the aircraft carrier had been completed in two weeks and the large ship had returned to sea, joining in on the war games just off the coast for the next four weeks, which would complete their six-month tour.

"So, your in a good mode because?"

"Her tour of duty finishes at the end of the month, she arrives home in time for Corey's graduation, not to mention your wedding and hopefully be here for the twins birth," Harm answered optimistically. "And Corey and I finished the nursery off last night and Samantha is having lunch with me today."

Chuckling Mac shook her head. "You're like a kid in a toy story."

"Well I've been doing a lot of playing of late," he smirked cheerfully.

A knock sounded on the door and Harriet pocked her head around. "Sir, the Admiral would like to see you and Colonel Mackenzie."

"Thank you Harriet," he said, and than stood.

Mac did also, following him to the Admiral's office.

"Go right in Ma'am, Sir," Tiner insisted.

They did, standing at attention.

"At ease," AJ said and gestured for them to sit down. "Commander I spoke to Captain Mitchell before he deployed, he's put you and Lieutenant Commander Rabb in for your third DFC."

Harm was surprised. "I didn't know that sir."

"Well he was quiet impressed with your handling of the situation aboard the Liberty Bell, and your landing on the deck during the black out was extraordinary."

"Yes sir," Harm agreed a little embarrassed.

Mac raised an eyebrow. "You landed on the deck of the Liberty Bell, without landing lights?"

"Sera and I did, yes. It was either that or ditch," he answered her causally. "And ditching wasn't an option either of us were considering."

"It impressed the hell out of everyone on the bridge that's for sure," AJ stated and saw Rabb smile embarrassed again. "Now Colonel have you started wrapping your cases up?"

"Yes sir," she informed. "Commanders Turner and Brumby will be taking over the Robinson case, Lieutenant Singer jumped at the chance to take the Coleman case and Commander Rabb is handling the Charles Court Marshall."

"And Major Roland's Article 32 hearing?"

"Will be wrapped up by the end of the week sir," she answered.

"Excellent. Colonel Mitchell rang this morning, the case at Miramar will be finished by tomorrow and he'll be back by Thursday," AJ reported. "Captain Mitchell has agreed to let Lieutenant Commander Roberts return to us on Friday, he said if anything happens Angel can handle it until we send someone out."

Harm laughed. "I bet Sera was happy to hear that."

"I believe her comment was in Russian, Commander, it sounded good though." AJ declared. "She did though make a remark about having to deal with the new Cag's over inflated ego."

"I take it Keeter is fitting in well then," Harm decided.

AJ sat back in his seat, studying the officer. "Miss it Commander?"

"I'd be lying if I said no, sir," he admitted. "I enjoyed the experience, the Liberty Aces are a good squadron, they fly well and they play well together. They're a family."

Mac rolled her eyes. "Sounds like love to me, Harm."

"True love," he taunted back.

Their commanding officer snorted. "All right you two back to work."

Getting to their feet they came to attention. "Aye, aye sir," they said, then turned on their heals and left the office.

Mac playfully swatted Harm on the arm. "When exactly were you going to tell me about that night landing?"

"After you gotten married and were joyfully happy," he teased.

"Very funny,"

Coming into ops, they found Samantha talking with Harriet. When she saw Harm and Mac, she smiled and hugged them both as much as her pregnant body would allow. "I know I'm early for lunch, but I wanted to talk to Mac about a few arrangements concerning the wedding," she revealed.

"She's all yours sister dear, just have Mac call me when you're ready to go," Harm told her.

"Thank you," she lent forward and kissed his cheek. "My sister is so lucky to have you."

"I know," he mused and walked into his office, leaving the three women chuckling.

"Flyboy's," Mac smirked. "Ego's as large as the jets they fly,"

"Especially when they're married to a jet jockey who has an ego just as large." Samantha teased. "But this isn't getting those arrangements done."

"Lets go into my office, Harriet you'd better come too," Mac insisted.

She did, helping Samantha into a chair then sat herself. "You know there's always been one thing I've always wanted to know," she said with a mischievous grin.

"And what's that Harriet?" Mac asked as she sat down.

"The rumors about male aviators, you know small jet, large…" her voice faded and she blushed.

Both Mac and Samantha laughed; they couldn't help themselves especially since Harriet had asked the question. "Well speaking as a Marine, who is marrying a Marine lawyer who is flight qualified and use to fly jets," Mac began. "I would have to say that statement is very true."

"And speaking as the sister-in-law of a certain Navy Commander present in the next office, who is also flight qualified," Samantha said with a knowing grin. "I concur."

"Really?" Harriet asked, blushing harder.

"Really. Sera and I are twins after all, she tells me everything,"

Mac laughed harder. "You know I have always wondered," she confessed. "I mean Harm is…"

"Gorgeous," Samantha supplied.

"Hunky," Harriet added.

"All the above," she mused. "And here I was thinking I was the only one who noticed. Not that Matt isn't all those too."

Samantha wrinkled her nose. "No comment. I can't think of my brother as gorgeous or hunky. I mean he is my brother after all."

"Well we'll just assure you he is," Harriet smirked. "Having him and Harm at JAG, has made life on the 'checking out the six department' interesting."

"Harriet you're a married woman," Mac playfully taunted.

"I know, but I'm not dead."

"You know who else has a cute six," Samantha noted and saw she had both their attentions. "Admiral Chegwidden. I bet all they say about Seal's is true when it comes to him,"

Mac couldn't help but laugh, Harriet though nearly gagged, and Samantha chuckled softly. "I think Sam, you're going to have to be careful with those sort of comments around Harriet."

"Well he isn't my commanding officer, so…"

"So no harm in looking."

"No harm at all, I mean I'm not dead either and Michael says I can look as long as I don't touch."

"Well that takes care of the girl talk for today," Mac noted. "We should get onto the wedding plans, or else we'll never get anything done."

"I think so too," she agreed.

"So what do we have left to do?"

"Well," she removed a small notebook from her bag and went through her list. "Lets see. The Caters confirmed, so has the florist. The minister got back to Matt; he'd like to see you both as soon as it's possible. I think Matt is going to talk to you about that when he gets home."

"We did on the phone last night, we're meeting Father Johnson on Friday night," Mac told her. "Harriet could you look after Emily for a few hours?"

"Of course, little AJ loves having Emily to play with," she agreed. "I'll pick her up from school if you like?"

"Thank you Harriet."

"No problem. Is that all Ma'am?"

Mac glanced at Samantha, who nodded. "Oh don't forget Saturday we have a dress fitting,"

"I won't. How about you let Emily stay the night and Bud can take her and AJ to the park while we're at the fitting?" she suggested. "I'm sure Bud won't mind."

"Only if it's no trouble, Bud is coming back on Friday."

"It's no problem."

"Thanks Harriet."

"You're welcome," she said then hurried out.

Mac sighed. "A whole night alone," she said wishfully. "What shall we do?"

Samantha giggled. "Oh I think you'll both find something to occupy your time."

"I believe so," she smirked and they laughed together. "So what else do we have to do?"

"Dad wants to know where you want the marquee's placed for the wedding and the reception?"

"Matt and I will have to take another look at the estate," she decided. "I can't believe your dad even agreed to us having the wedding on the estate."

"Well you don't want anything big and Matt has been through it before, so he doesn't want anything large either. So having it on the family estate seems sensible." Samantha theorized.

Mac sat forward. "What was she like  - Matt's first wife?"

Samantha sighed. "Beautiful, smart, they went to college together and got married right after he graduated. She continued on at collage after he joined the Marines. They seemed happy at first and than she fell pregnant, after that it fell apart. She didn't want children and Matt did." she closed her notebook. "I surprised Matt hasn't told you about her."

"He's told me a little, but not a lot."

"Well she hurt him pretty bad, him and Emily."

"Than her lose is my gain," Mac decided. "Because I love him."

Smiling, Samantha relaxed a little. "I know you do," she declared then changed the subject. "So how does regulations affect you two, I know Harm and Sera can't serve together now they're married?"

"Not under the same chain of command, but we're not. As of a week ago, Matt is a legal liaison to the Pentagon assigned to the JAG office. It means once a month he has a meeting concerning legal matters at the Pentagon with his new boss, General Keyes. Other than that he continues working here at JAG as normal, except for the occasional Top Secret documents that cross his desk," Mac explained. "The Admiral said he would sort it out and he did."

"It's a shame something the same couldn't of been worked out for Harm and Sera," Samantha stated, she stood walking over to the door, looking through the blinds she could see Harm talking with Commander Turner. She rested one hand on her swollen stomach. "Sometimes I don't think they realize what they have or what they're getting."

Mac came up behind her. "They do, they just express it differently. Harm loves what he does and so does Sera."

"So where will that leave the twins?"

"With two parents who will love them unconditionally." Mac assured.

"But who are never home,"

"Sam."

She shook her head, turning. "I'm sorry Mac, I didn't mean to dump that on you. I get a little emotional lately."

"It's okay," Mac told her happily. "I'm sure in the end everything will work out for Sera and Harm."

Samantha nodded, smiling. "I think I might go grab my handsome brother-in-law, I have a craving for ice cream and since my husband is away. Harm is going to have to fill in."

Mac laughed. "I'd love to join you but I have a tone of paper work to complete."

"We'll do it on Saturday, after the dress fitting," she gave her a hug. "If you'd still like me to come along?"

"Of course I do."

"All right, I'll see you Saturday. Bye Mac."

"Bye Sam,"

Grabbing her bag she shoved her notebook in and left the office.

Harm noticed her coming out. "All done?"

"We are," she smiled to the dark skinned Commander. "Commander Turner, would you mind if I borrowed Harm, I have a craving for ice cream and since it's his and Sera's fault I'm in this condition. He's obligated to satisfy my craving."

Sturgis chuckled. "I totally agree. He's all yours."

"Thank you."

"I'll be back in a moment, Sam," Harm told her. He slipped back into his office and got his cover and keys, returning. "All right Milady lets get you your ice cream."

"Thank you kind sir," she said taking his arm as he guided her away.

Mic came up beside Sturgis. "It seems funny seeing them together."

"Because Sam is Sera's twin?"

He nodded. "Very much a like and yet very different."

"True, but both know how to handle Harm." Sturgis noted.

"Very true," Mic agreed. "And that's what makes them special."

Nodding, Sturgis agreed. It did indeed.

To be continued in Girl Talk Part Two.