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 decided to post part two straight away so you weren't left hanging. Originally this was part of part one, but it was so long I went back and chopped chapter twenty into two. So here it is, part two. Please review and left me know what you think. I will get to the end of this story eventually.

Gold Wings and Dress Whites

Chapter Twenty-One: Girl talk Part Two

Mitchell Residence

Falls Church, Virginia

Washington, DC

Matt handed Mac her drink and sat beside her on the sofa. "So now we're all alone, what shall we do?"

She took a sip of apple cider, and then placed the glass on the coffee table. Straddling him. "Oh I thought we could find something to entertain ourselves."

He ran his hands under her shirt. "And what would that be?"

Leaning forward she kissed his lips lightly. "I think you'd better use you imagination?"

"I could get into trouble using my imagination," he taunted light heartedly.

"Well I happen to know a good lawyer."

"I think I'm in good hands than."

She lent forward again, this time whispering in his ear. "Give me time."

He groaned and sat forward taking her with him. "I will my love," he promised and stood, feeling her wrap her legs around his waist. Carrying her up to the bedroom, he suddenly his imagination was running wild. He'd never felt this free with anyone except Mac. They tumbled onto the bed together and began removing clothing, not holding back as they made love.

"Matt,"

"Mmm?"

She lay snug against him, his arms around her. A sheet pulled over their naked bodies. She was exploring his hand, how much bigger it was against hers. "Why did you give up flying?"

"I thought I could do more as a lawyer," he answered her, adding. "Besides I haven't given it up completely, I still keep my hours up, stay qualified," his fingers entwined with hers. "And Sera and Sam weren't the only genius' in the family. Shawn and I held our own. I had my law degree before I joined the Marines and went to flight school. And I had Emily to think about, I didn't want to leave her with my parents to raise, she was my daughter, my responsibility."

She turned in his arms. "Do you miss it, flying?"

"No, I would miss not having you in my arms every night and I'd miss having Emily grow up before my eyes," he slipped his hand beneath the sheet and stroked her flat stomach. "I'd miss seeing our child growing inside you, coming into the world. Growing up with Emily."

"So would I," she said affectionately. "I can't wait to have your baby, Matt."

"Then why should we wait?"

"You're serious?"

"I'm serious," he told her, seeing the love in her eyes. "I love you Sarah, I want a child with you, the soon the better,"

"I love you too," she told him as tears misted in her eyes and she kissed him. "In the morning I'm throwing my conception pills away."

"Well then we'd better start practicing, you know what they say."

"Practice makes perfect?" she suggested giggling.

"That's it," he agreed and pined her beneath him. "Practice, practice, practice."

"Until we get it right?"

"That's the idea." Matt said and proceeded to show her what he meant, over and over all night.

The next morning, after a long shower, they both dressed, going down to have breakfast.

"So what are you going to do this morning while I'm at the fitting?" Mac asked him as they ate.

"Harm, Corey are coming over and Tom is coming here straight from Norfolk."

She smiled. "So I get to met the mysteries Matrix,"

"You do,"

"And then what?"

"Oh I thought we'd go cruising for girls."

Mac groaned. "Just remember Corey is only sixteen, he doesn't need to be corrupted by two Jarheads and a Squid," she warned. "You might also remember his mother is coming home in three weeks, she wants to find her son just as she left him."

"He'll be fine, we couldn't get up to anything with his father with us." Matt added.

"Yes well just make sure Tom understands that."

"He will," he assured and kissed her forehead. "We'll wait for Tom, then sit around telling war stories, drink a few beers and order a pizza."

"Sounds better," she cleared up their breakfast dishes. "Make sure you have plenty of soft drink for Corey."

"I will," he stood and drew her into his arms. "Relax Sarah, everything will be fine."

She sighed and rested her head against his chest. "I just want everything to be perfect."

"Then stop worrying," he advised. He heard the doorbell chime. "Go answer the door, I'll wash up."

"Okay," she kissed him quickly, and then hurried to the door, opening it.

Harriet and Samantha were outside, having come together. "Good morning Ma'am." Harriet greeted.

"Harriet it's Mac," she told her.

"Yes Ma'am. Mac."

Samantha shook her head and laughed as they went inside.

Mac closed the door. "I want be long, Matt's in the kitchen tidying up."

"Now that's what I like to see, a man who know where he belongs." Samantha jeered.

"I heard that sister dear," Matt called from the kitchen.

"You were suppose to, brother dear."

He came into the lounge. "How are you Harriet?"

"Fine sir. I mean Matt."

Samantha sat down, popping her feet up onto a footstool. "So is Tom arriving today?"

"He is, this morning."

Harriet sat down too. "What's he like?"

Matt grabbed a framed photo off the shelf and gave it to her. "That's him. Lieutenant Colonel Tom Harrison. Call sign Matrix, the biggest flirt this side of the equator."
Harriet smiled. The man in the photo was handsome, boyish, sandy blond hair and blue eyes. A cheeky grin on his face, and every bit the dashing hero. "When did you two meet?"

"Flight school, he kept my feet on the ground. If it wasn't for him I probably wouldn't of made it."

"Not to mention survive his first tour of duty at sea," Samantha smirked.

Mac returned. "I'm ready," she announced. "We'll take Matt's car, he want be needing it."

"I like that idea," Samantha agreed. "Saves me driving."

Matt returned the photo and walked them out. "Just drive carefully."

"We will," his fiancée assured as they got in. She backed the car out and they waved as they drove off. Passing Harm and Corey, who were driving Sera's blue Shelby Cobra.

"They are so dead if they scratch Sera's baby," Samantha observed. "Even if Harm is driving."

"Don't tell me she's as possessive about her car as Harm is about his Vette?" Mac asked.

"More. Right down to the gold wings embossed into the gear stick."

"You're kidding, Harm has those too."

"I know he got Sera's done for her."

Harriet sighed romantically. "They are soul mates."

Both Mac and Samantha groaned out loud, and than laughed a long with Harriet.

At the mall they went directly to the bridle shop, where Samantha was given a comfortable chair to sit in, by the very helpful shop assistant. Who then went to help Mac and Harriet as they tried on their dresses, Chloe would have to have her fitting when she arrived at the end of the month.

Harriet stepped out first; her dress was a pale powder blue, with spaghetti straps. It was cut low at the back; the bodice was form fitting, the skirt dropping straight down to her ankles. "What do you think?"

"It's beautiful," Samantha insisted. "Is Chloe's the same?"

She nodded. "Just not as low cut at the back."

Mac came out next, her gown was a beautiful and perfect on her.

"Oh Mac, it's gorgeous," Samantha exclaimed.

"Thank you," she blushed a little, turning to give her a look at the back.

Samantha smiled when she saw the back, like Harriet's dress it was low cut; the difference was the embroidered roses around the edge. It also had a firm-fitting bodice that was also embroidered with roses. The skirt was straight, dropping to the floor with a small train.

"I hope you don't expect Matt to keep his hands off you during the reception?" her future sister-in-law teased.

"Nope, that's the idea," Mac stated with a silly grin.

Melissa, the shop assistance, who was helping, smiled at their bantering. "Did you decide on the veil or the headdress?"

"Why don't you try on both and see which one you like?" Harriet suggested.

"Lets do that," Mac agreed.

Melissa got both and tried the veil on first, letting Mac look in the mirror, before switching over to the headdress. Which Mac decided she liked better. It was a circle of silk flowers that sat more to the back of her head, with silk ribbons hanging from it and down her back. It was all done in a light pink and white.

"I like the headdress better," she told Melissa.

"So do I," Samantha agreed.

"It's settled then," Melissa told them. She made a few alterations to the dress, then Harriet's. "They'll be ready to pick up as planned. You'll be in at the end of the month for the junior bridesmaid's fitting, correct?"

"Yes."

"Everything will be ready. Will you be needing anything else?"

"No, I think that's if for now," Mac told her. "We'll go change." She and Harriet disappeared back into the changing rooms with Melissa, who took the gowns to hang up. They dressed and rejoined Samantha.

"See you later, Melissa," Mac told her.

"Goodbye, have a nice day."

"You too."

They left the shop, deciding to do some window-shopping through the stores in the Mall.

Finally though Samantha headed them towards a coffee shop. "I'm hungry, lets sit down and feed the staving pregnant lady."

"You're always staving," Mac, teased her.

"I know, so are you, so lets go eat."

"Okay," she gave up and they headed inside, finding a table they gave their order to the waiter.

Harriet spotted a familiar face in the crowd. "Is that Doctor Weldon, the Admiral's lady friend?"

Mac found Harriet's tact amusing. "It is. I wonder where the Admiral is?"

Sydney Weldon spotted them and waved as she made her way over to them. "Hello ladies."

"Doctor Weldon, will you join us?" Harriet asked her.

"I'd love too and please call me Sydney," she insisted sitting down, giving the waiter her order when he appeared.

"Do you know Samantha, Sydney? Harm's sister-in-law?" Mac asked.

"No, we haven't met."

"Samantha Elliot," she introduced herself.

"It's nice to meet you, Samantha."

"Sam please; only my mother calls me Samantha."

"Alright," she agreed. "I remember AJ saying you and Sera were twins, but I didn't realize you would be so much a like."

"We get that a lot, which is why in the end I let my hair grow long and she kept hers short, it sets us apart." Samantha revealed.

"It must be fun though at times to have a twin sister,"

"It can be," she agreed.

"So where is Admiral Vigorous?" Mac inquired teasing.

"I believe he's at your place, Mac, with the rest of the boys," Sydney answered. "Matt asked him to stop by, something about meeting a friend."

"Tom Harrison, he's Matt's best man. They went to flight school together."

"So I shouldn't expect to see AJ for lunch?"

"I wouldn't expect to see him for the rest of the day," Mac corrected. "So you'll just have to spend it with us."

"I'd like that, thank you." Sydney agreed.

Their order arrived and they chatted together, getting to know one another.

"So are you having a bachelorett party, Mac?" Sydney asked.

"I am, I'm waiting for Sera to come home first," she answered. "That way we get to tell stories about Harm and Matt."

"Like you did at hers?" Harriet asked. "Is there any more to tell?"

"Plenty," Samantha informed. "You only heard a little of the Harm/Sera soap opera that night and there is so much to tell about Matt."

"I hope you'll come, Sydney?" Mac asked her.

"I wouldn't miss it."

"I'm glad."

Samantha felt a sharp kick. "Ouch," she rubbed her stomach, seeing their worried looks. "It's all right, one of the twins is just letting me know they're there."

"I remember little AJ doing that," Harriet recalled. "Usually at the most inconvenient times."

She felt another. "Harm's good at calming them down, I think they like hearing their daddy's voice."

Sydney was a little confused. "I'm a little lost. You're carrying Harm's twins?"

"Harm and Sera's, I'm being a surrogate mother for them."

"Is it a medical problem for one of them?" she asked slipping into her doctor mode.

"Sera was married before, her husband was killed in a training accident," Samantha explained first. "She met Harm will at Law School, he'd gone through the Academy and flight school with her husband at the time. When Sera felt pregnant, Harm told Chris he'd keep an eye on Sera, while he went back to sea. At four months, Sera suffered a miscarriage and they had to operate, she was hemorrhaging so badly. In the end they had to do a hysterectomy. On advice from our sister, who is a doctor, before the operation, Sera agreed to let them harvest some of her eggs. Which they did, they were frozen until she needed them. After she and Harm got married, I volunteered to be a surrogate so they could have a child. It worked and at nine weeks we found out it was twins."

"You're giving them a wonderful gift, Sam."

"I think so and they're going to owe me for the next decade," she smirked and everyone laughed.

Sydney then looked to Mac. "What about you Mac, are you going to wait a while to have children?"

"No, Matt and I decided we want them as soon as possible," she announced. "I'll have a stepdaughter, but I'd like a child of my own and a brother or sister or two for Emily."

"So we can expect plenty of pattering of little feet around JAG then?"

"More then likely," she agreed, glancing at Harriet, they two of them laughed.

"Oh I know there is a story here," Samantha declared. "Come on tell?"

"It's just what Sydney said," Harriet explained. "You see I went into labor while at work and the Admiral delivered little AJ in his office, we never made it to the hospital."

"I'll make a mental note to stay away from the JAG office around delivery time," Samantha assured.

"And I'll go on leave before mine." Mac added.

"No fun, the Admiral was very good." Harriet noted giggling and they all started.

Sydney sat back in her chair. "I'd like to thank you all for including me, I've had a good time."

"You're very welcome," Mac said. "Besides you're family, we all stick together at JAG."

"Thank you Mac,"

"So what's next on the addenda?" Harriet asked.

"How about a manicure?" Sydney suggested. "I know this fantastic manicurist."

"Lets do it," Samantha urged. "On me, I feel like a little pampering."

"We couldn't." Harriet declared.

"Nonsense, I insist."

"Oh come on Harriet," Mac urged. "It'll be fun."

"It will be," Samantha stated. "And I can afford it."

Finally she gave in. "All right."

Getting up they followed Sydney, who walked with Mac. Curious, she quietly asked. "What exactly does Sam do for a living?"

"She's a scriptwriter and she's married to actor Michael Elliot," Mac told her, keeping her voice down. "She also has a law degree, though she doesn't practice any more."

"Really, she's so young to have done so much."

"She and Sera graduated high school at fifteen and a half, they're considered genius'."

"Is Matt a genius too?"

Mac nodded. "He and their sister Shawn, as he told me, held their own."

Sydney laughed. "I take that as a yes."

"I did," she remarked and the two of them laughed harder.

"We should do this more often," Harriet suggested.

"We should," Samantha agreed, as did Sydney and Mac, continuing. "A girls day out, doing girl stuff and having girl talk."

"Especially girl talk," Mac added and they laughed some more.

To be continued.