"Let me see her." Trish said as she bustled into the room.
"Shush she just went back to sleep." Mac whispered. Harm and Grams followed her in. Trish hovered over the sleep baby.
"She's beautiful." Trish whispered.
"That she is." Grams added. "Congratulations kids. It took you long enough."
"Sorry." Harm whispered as he dropped a kiss on Mac's lips. "She's been ready to leave since 0600." Mac smiled.
"Don't worry about it. Everyone else is coming by during visiting hours."
"I brought your bag." He placed it on the floor.
"Great I'm going to take a shower and get dressed while they coo. I've fed her so she should be okay for a while."
"Okay."
"She looks just like you did when you were a baby." Trish commented.
"I hope not." Harm smiled.
"What did you say you were calling her?" Grams asked.
"Abigail. Abi." Harm replied.
"That's sweet."
There was a tap on the door a few minutes later. Mary O'Brien entered.
"Good morning Harm. I was expecting you for another hour at least."
"I have some women who wanted to meet their granddaughter." Mary smiled. "Mom, Grams this is Mary O'Brien who delivered Abi. Mary, my Mom Trish Burnett and my Grandmother Sarah Rabb."
"It's nice to meet you both." Mary smiled.
"You too." Trish said.
"Where's Mac?" Mary inquired.
"Taking a shower and changing."
"Good. I just need to borrow Abigail for half an hour. We need to run a couple tests."
"There's nothing with her is there?" Harm quickly asked.
"No, she's perfect. They're just standard tests we run on all newborns. All being well you should be able to take them both home first thing in the morning."
"Okay." Harm agreed.
"Come along Miss Rabb." Mary took the portable crib and pushed it towards the door. "While we're gone I'm sure your Daddy will have fun telling your grandma about how he fainted and bumped his head and still didn't get his CT scan."
"You fainted?" Trish questioned holding in smile.
"Mom I didn't faint, I was stunned and I fell backwards and bumped my head on the floor knocking myself out for a second."
"Harm you flat out fainted until I poured water on your face." Mac said as she emerged from the bathroom dressed in some sweats. "Where's Abi?"
"Mary took her for some standard tests. She'll bring her back soon."
"Okay. Since we have a spare minute any chance you can go and find me some proper food? I'm hungry and toast just isn't going to cut it." She asked as she sat down on the bed.
"What do you want exactly?" He questioned.
"Anything that is covered in fat and grease." She replied.
"That stuff will clog your arteries." Mac tossed a pillow at him; Trish cuffed him upside the head.
"Harmon, she gave birth less than twenty-four hours ago, get her what she wants." Grams scolded.
"Ah. I'm being ganged up on." He covered his head.
"And we just added another one to the pack, get used to it." Mac smiled.
"Artery clogging breakfast it is. Anyone else coming?" He asked.
"We'll stay here and impart some mother's advice to Sarah." Trish said.
"Okay. Be back soon."
TBC
"Shush she just went back to sleep." Mac whispered. Harm and Grams followed her in. Trish hovered over the sleep baby.
"She's beautiful." Trish whispered.
"That she is." Grams added. "Congratulations kids. It took you long enough."
"Sorry." Harm whispered as he dropped a kiss on Mac's lips. "She's been ready to leave since 0600." Mac smiled.
"Don't worry about it. Everyone else is coming by during visiting hours."
"I brought your bag." He placed it on the floor.
"Great I'm going to take a shower and get dressed while they coo. I've fed her so she should be okay for a while."
"Okay."
"She looks just like you did when you were a baby." Trish commented.
"I hope not." Harm smiled.
"What did you say you were calling her?" Grams asked.
"Abigail. Abi." Harm replied.
"That's sweet."
There was a tap on the door a few minutes later. Mary O'Brien entered.
"Good morning Harm. I was expecting you for another hour at least."
"I have some women who wanted to meet their granddaughter." Mary smiled. "Mom, Grams this is Mary O'Brien who delivered Abi. Mary, my Mom Trish Burnett and my Grandmother Sarah Rabb."
"It's nice to meet you both." Mary smiled.
"You too." Trish said.
"Where's Mac?" Mary inquired.
"Taking a shower and changing."
"Good. I just need to borrow Abigail for half an hour. We need to run a couple tests."
"There's nothing with her is there?" Harm quickly asked.
"No, she's perfect. They're just standard tests we run on all newborns. All being well you should be able to take them both home first thing in the morning."
"Okay." Harm agreed.
"Come along Miss Rabb." Mary took the portable crib and pushed it towards the door. "While we're gone I'm sure your Daddy will have fun telling your grandma about how he fainted and bumped his head and still didn't get his CT scan."
"You fainted?" Trish questioned holding in smile.
"Mom I didn't faint, I was stunned and I fell backwards and bumped my head on the floor knocking myself out for a second."
"Harm you flat out fainted until I poured water on your face." Mac said as she emerged from the bathroom dressed in some sweats. "Where's Abi?"
"Mary took her for some standard tests. She'll bring her back soon."
"Okay. Since we have a spare minute any chance you can go and find me some proper food? I'm hungry and toast just isn't going to cut it." She asked as she sat down on the bed.
"What do you want exactly?" He questioned.
"Anything that is covered in fat and grease." She replied.
"That stuff will clog your arteries." Mac tossed a pillow at him; Trish cuffed him upside the head.
"Harmon, she gave birth less than twenty-four hours ago, get her what she wants." Grams scolded.
"Ah. I'm being ganged up on." He covered his head.
"And we just added another one to the pack, get used to it." Mac smiled.
"Artery clogging breakfast it is. Anyone else coming?" He asked.
"We'll stay here and impart some mother's advice to Sarah." Trish said.
"Okay. Be back soon."
TBC