Birthday Party
February 7th 2003
Almost everybody was gathered at the Roberts' place. It was Harriet's birthday they were celebrating. It wasn't a big important birthday they had just felt like gathering their friends at the house. It was still early in the evening and Little AJ hadn't gone to bed yet. Everyone was standing in little groups talking. Mac was trying to make a point to Harm and the admiral about a case she had lost earlier the same week, but couldn't quite get over. Suddenly the youngest of the party-guests ran over to them.
"Hi Mac, Hi Harm, Hi Admiral," he said to all of them. Harm lifted him up, but Little AJ's whole attention was at Mac.
"You're getting fat," he simply said unaware that this wasn't anything wise to say to a woman. The adults all smiled at him.
"Mac isn't getting fat. There is a baby in there," Harm started to explain to his godson and moved his hand towards Mac's stomach stopping midair before he touched it.
"Has she eaten a baby?" Little AJ exclaimed a bit terrified. All of the adults who had been listening in to the conversation broke out in laughter.
"AJ, I haven't eaten a baby. Babies grow inside their mommies tummies before they're born," Mac got out between her laughs. AJ was looking very confused about what they were all laughing at.
"But how did the baby get in there if you didn't eat it?"
"I think you're going to have to explain some things to your son, Bud," the admiral said and laughed, as Bud's face got redder.
This was not a conversation Bud was looking forward to having and he definitely didn't want to have it in front of his superiors.
"AJ, come here. I think it's time for you to go to bed now," Bud said and took him out of Harm's arms.
Everyone was still looking very merry and the conversations were picked up in the little groups again. Mac went over to see if Harriet needed any help.
"No, it's all done, but thank you anyway, ma'am"
"Oh Harriet, please."
"Mac. are you feeling well?"
"Very. I haven't really had any morning sickness at all and the doctor told us yesterday that everything is looking very good. How about you, everything fine with you?"
"I haven't been as lucky as you with the morning sickness, but otherwise everything's quite fine. I guess AJ hadn't quite understood where his new sibling was coming from," Harriet said and smiled, but the smile was lost when she started to think about her last pregnancy and how it had ended. Little AJ hadn't been old enough to remember it and it was hard for her and Bud to talk about it with him.
"You still think about it a lot," Mac had seen the change in Harrriet and guessed where it came from.
"Yeah, I just hope everything will be fine this time."
"So do I. Both for you and me," Mac said thoughtfully. Her eyes wandered around the room and stopped for a while first at Sturgis and then at Harm. They were standing in two different areas of the room.
"Things seem to be going well for you and the commander," Harriet, who had followed Mac's eyes, said.
Mac wasn't quite sure which one of the commanders she was referring to. But either way things were going well. Sturgis and she had reached agreements on where the baby would live and all other important issues for the first years of its life. It turned out that they shared a lot of values and thoughts about raising the child and where they didn't they managed to compromise in ways that were acceptable to both of them. It was working out in theory, time would show if it would work in praxis too.
Harm and she were doing great. When they had arguments they would always resolve them at once, never walking away from each other angry, but the arguments were also not as many as before. When they were disagreeing about something they simply discussed it and then moved on. Being right had lost some of its value to them.
The only thing, which was hard right now, was that Harm and Sturgis still weren't talking. She cared for both of them and knew, even if they hadn't told her, that they missed each other's company. Once or twice she had considered pushing one or the other to taking the first step back, but wisely decided to stay out of it. They had to work it out themselves.
"Commander Turner will make a good father," Harriet said and added "And I think that you can use Commander Rabb's support."
"You're right," Mac said agreeing with both statements.
TBC
February 7th 2003
Almost everybody was gathered at the Roberts' place. It was Harriet's birthday they were celebrating. It wasn't a big important birthday they had just felt like gathering their friends at the house. It was still early in the evening and Little AJ hadn't gone to bed yet. Everyone was standing in little groups talking. Mac was trying to make a point to Harm and the admiral about a case she had lost earlier the same week, but couldn't quite get over. Suddenly the youngest of the party-guests ran over to them.
"Hi Mac, Hi Harm, Hi Admiral," he said to all of them. Harm lifted him up, but Little AJ's whole attention was at Mac.
"You're getting fat," he simply said unaware that this wasn't anything wise to say to a woman. The adults all smiled at him.
"Mac isn't getting fat. There is a baby in there," Harm started to explain to his godson and moved his hand towards Mac's stomach stopping midair before he touched it.
"Has she eaten a baby?" Little AJ exclaimed a bit terrified. All of the adults who had been listening in to the conversation broke out in laughter.
"AJ, I haven't eaten a baby. Babies grow inside their mommies tummies before they're born," Mac got out between her laughs. AJ was looking very confused about what they were all laughing at.
"But how did the baby get in there if you didn't eat it?"
"I think you're going to have to explain some things to your son, Bud," the admiral said and laughed, as Bud's face got redder.
This was not a conversation Bud was looking forward to having and he definitely didn't want to have it in front of his superiors.
"AJ, come here. I think it's time for you to go to bed now," Bud said and took him out of Harm's arms.
Everyone was still looking very merry and the conversations were picked up in the little groups again. Mac went over to see if Harriet needed any help.
"No, it's all done, but thank you anyway, ma'am"
"Oh Harriet, please."
"Mac. are you feeling well?"
"Very. I haven't really had any morning sickness at all and the doctor told us yesterday that everything is looking very good. How about you, everything fine with you?"
"I haven't been as lucky as you with the morning sickness, but otherwise everything's quite fine. I guess AJ hadn't quite understood where his new sibling was coming from," Harriet said and smiled, but the smile was lost when she started to think about her last pregnancy and how it had ended. Little AJ hadn't been old enough to remember it and it was hard for her and Bud to talk about it with him.
"You still think about it a lot," Mac had seen the change in Harrriet and guessed where it came from.
"Yeah, I just hope everything will be fine this time."
"So do I. Both for you and me," Mac said thoughtfully. Her eyes wandered around the room and stopped for a while first at Sturgis and then at Harm. They were standing in two different areas of the room.
"Things seem to be going well for you and the commander," Harriet, who had followed Mac's eyes, said.
Mac wasn't quite sure which one of the commanders she was referring to. But either way things were going well. Sturgis and she had reached agreements on where the baby would live and all other important issues for the first years of its life. It turned out that they shared a lot of values and thoughts about raising the child and where they didn't they managed to compromise in ways that were acceptable to both of them. It was working out in theory, time would show if it would work in praxis too.
Harm and she were doing great. When they had arguments they would always resolve them at once, never walking away from each other angry, but the arguments were also not as many as before. When they were disagreeing about something they simply discussed it and then moved on. Being right had lost some of its value to them.
The only thing, which was hard right now, was that Harm and Sturgis still weren't talking. She cared for both of them and knew, even if they hadn't told her, that they missed each other's company. Once or twice she had considered pushing one or the other to taking the first step back, but wisely decided to stay out of it. They had to work it out themselves.
"Commander Turner will make a good father," Harriet said and added "And I think that you can use Commander Rabb's support."
"You're right," Mac said agreeing with both statements.
TBC