"Harm, can we get the baby's room finished this weekend? I'd like the
whole..." She stopped in the bedroom door to see him with a bag on the bed
packing. "Going somewhere?"
"Yes, I need to talk to you about that come and sit down."
"That doesn't sound good. Where exactly are you going?" She sat on the edge of the bed.
"The Patrick Henry." He replied.
"Did something happen out there I don't know about?" She asked.
"No. My quals are this weekend, I have to leave tonight."
"How long have you know about this?" She inquired.
"About a month, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to cause you anymore stress than necessary."
"But telling me twelve hours before you leave is not going to cause me stress. If you'd told me weeks ago I could have gotten over it. I wouldn't have liked it but I could have got used to the idea."
"We had the move and getting the house painted. I thought it was better one thing at a time. I'm sorry. Sturgis offered to come over if you need anything."
"I love you, be careful and good luck. Now I have to get to work." She got up off the bed.
"Mac we should talk about this."
"What's there to talk about? You withheld pertinent information from me, but there's nothing I can do about it. So I can't say much more than be careful and I'll see you when you get back."
"Mac?" He called after her.
"Don't, I really do have to get to work."
"Okay, give me five minutes and I'll drive you."
"We'll need two cars. But I'm taking the SUV."
~
"Is everything okay ma'am?" Jen asked as Mac sat staring off into space. "Colonel Mackenzie." Jen waved her hand in front of Mac's face.
"Sorry Jen, I was miles away did you need something?"
"I asked if everything was okay ma'am you look distracted."
"Harm leaves for his quals tonight." Mac replied.
"That's a bit short notice ma'am."
"He's known about it for a month, he just didn't tell me."
"Oh, I see ma'am. Can I get you anything?" She offered.
"No. What are we supposed to be doing today?" Mac asked.
"Freedom of Information Act applications ma'am."
"Right, lets get some people some information."
~
"So did you tell her yet?" Sturgis asked. Harm looked up from his desk to his friend.
"Yes." Harm replied.
"And how did she take it?"
"She told me she loved me, to be careful and wished me good luck."
"And she wasn't the slightest bit mad that you had shared the information with her before?" Sturgis questioned.
"Oh she's very mad; I withheld pertinent information and didn't allow her the chance to get used to the idea, but since she says there isn't anything she can do about it she wants me to be careful."
"It probably would have been better if she yelled at you."
"Probably. But she had to wish me luck."
"Why?" Sturgis asked.
"Because the only time she didn't I crashed my tomcat into the ocean and nearly died."
"I see. Talk to her before you go and if I don't see you before you leave good luck."
"Thanks Sturgis."
TBC
"Yes, I need to talk to you about that come and sit down."
"That doesn't sound good. Where exactly are you going?" She sat on the edge of the bed.
"The Patrick Henry." He replied.
"Did something happen out there I don't know about?" She asked.
"No. My quals are this weekend, I have to leave tonight."
"How long have you know about this?" She inquired.
"About a month, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to cause you anymore stress than necessary."
"But telling me twelve hours before you leave is not going to cause me stress. If you'd told me weeks ago I could have gotten over it. I wouldn't have liked it but I could have got used to the idea."
"We had the move and getting the house painted. I thought it was better one thing at a time. I'm sorry. Sturgis offered to come over if you need anything."
"I love you, be careful and good luck. Now I have to get to work." She got up off the bed.
"Mac we should talk about this."
"What's there to talk about? You withheld pertinent information from me, but there's nothing I can do about it. So I can't say much more than be careful and I'll see you when you get back."
"Mac?" He called after her.
"Don't, I really do have to get to work."
"Okay, give me five minutes and I'll drive you."
"We'll need two cars. But I'm taking the SUV."
~
"Is everything okay ma'am?" Jen asked as Mac sat staring off into space. "Colonel Mackenzie." Jen waved her hand in front of Mac's face.
"Sorry Jen, I was miles away did you need something?"
"I asked if everything was okay ma'am you look distracted."
"Harm leaves for his quals tonight." Mac replied.
"That's a bit short notice ma'am."
"He's known about it for a month, he just didn't tell me."
"Oh, I see ma'am. Can I get you anything?" She offered.
"No. What are we supposed to be doing today?" Mac asked.
"Freedom of Information Act applications ma'am."
"Right, lets get some people some information."
~
"So did you tell her yet?" Sturgis asked. Harm looked up from his desk to his friend.
"Yes." Harm replied.
"And how did she take it?"
"She told me she loved me, to be careful and wished me good luck."
"And she wasn't the slightest bit mad that you had shared the information with her before?" Sturgis questioned.
"Oh she's very mad; I withheld pertinent information and didn't allow her the chance to get used to the idea, but since she says there isn't anything she can do about it she wants me to be careful."
"It probably would have been better if she yelled at you."
"Probably. But she had to wish me luck."
"Why?" Sturgis asked.
"Because the only time she didn't I crashed my tomcat into the ocean and nearly died."
"I see. Talk to her before you go and if I don't see you before you leave good luck."
"Thanks Sturgis."
TBC