Author's Note: I am EXTREMELY sorry it took me so long to update but I was suffering writer's block again. I hope this part is enough to satisfy you for now. I have already begun on part 14 but it won't be up until later. I am beginning to get even more time on my hands. (Does that seem possible?) Anyway your feedback is much appreciated so please send it!

************************************************************************The Royal Tahitian

Out in the Pacific Ocean

1800 Romeo

Suite 19

"Commander? Colonel are you guys there?" Harriet called through the door. Harm and Mac who were now awake and dressed were cuddling on the couch, when she knocked. Mac quickly got up to answer her.

"Hey Harriet, what's up?"

"Ma'am are you two coming to dinner with us?" Harriet asked. Mac looked confused and then smacked her forehead.

"Oh crap! We forgot! Are we really late?"

"No we should make it by the reservation time if we hurry."

"That's good just let me get my shoes." Mac quickly found her flip flops and then motioned to Harm was still on the couch, he seemed to be absorbed in the military drama that was on the other day that he didn't hear her.

"HEY Stickboy! Let's go!"

"Go where?"

"Dinner, Harm we are eating with the Roberts tonight." Mac reminded him. Harm turned of the TV and got up off the couch and slipped on his shoes and obediently followed her out.

The Odyssey Restaurant

"Hello Roberts party of four." Bud said to the hostess quickly when they arrived.

"Good evening we were just about to give up your table. The chef is pulling out all the stops tonight on the buffet and we have been booked up all evening." The hostess chattered as she led them to their seats. They all quickly sat down and ordered drinks and headed for the buffet tables.

"Let's see last dinner on a cruise what do I want to eat, before I return to the realm of TV dinners." Mac commented, looking at the array of meats in front of her.

"You won't be eating too many TV dinners when we get back." Harm said walking couple of steps down the table and scooping out a rather large amount of Fettuccini Alfredo. Mac who had decided on a thick slice of ham asked,

"Why not? Will you be starving me?"

"Nope. I have decided to take a culinary course so that I can cook properly for you. Since you don't like the way I cook now."

"You taking a home-ec. class? Now that is funny. Are you going to learn how to sew too so that you can tailor my uniforms when I'm pregnant?" Harm almost dropped his plate.

"Your not are you? Wait how could you be? Okay I am really confused." Harm stammered.

"Harm you are so silly. Of course not but I hope to be in the future." Mac stated skewering a baked potato and putting on her plate casually. Harm had already piled his plate and gratefully returned to the table.

Mac soon joined him and they went ahead and began while the Roberts finished filling their plates.

"Ouch! That is a hot potato!" Mac exclaimed as her knife clattered on the table and she sucked on her slightly burned finger. She was trying to butter it but could barely touch it.
"Here Mac let me do it." Harm said and getting butter on the knife and quickly buttering it.

"You just have to show off don't you?"

"Yup. That's me." Harm said planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Are we interrupting anything?" Bud asked as he and Harriet sat down across from them. Harm quickly pulled away from Mac and answered,

"No nothing at all just a kiss between …friends."

"Sir I don't believe you."

"Why not I'm telling the truth!" Harm tried to lie but Harriet saw right through it.

"Oh don't try to fool me Commander! Now spill!" Harriet demanded. Harm looked at Mac who nodded slightly and then he turned back to Harriet.

"Harriet, Bud we believe that you two should be the first to know. That we, that is Mac and I have decided to…How do I put this…take a road not well traveled and we are trying this thing called a relationship out, and we must thank you entirely for it." Harm lied to some extent. He did owe them a thank you, but silently he and Mac had agreed not to tell them of their engagement, not yet anyway. Harriet looked like she was about burst with happiness and Bud was wide-eyed and speechless.

"WOW! That is wonderful and so romantic too!" Harriet gushed. She then kicked Bud under the table and he quickly added,

"Yes that is wonderful! And it was our pleasure."

Mac looked at them both, she was glad they hadn't told them about their engagement or Harriet might burst with joy. Mac began to eat not saying a word. The rest joined her and they ate once again in silence.

Now they were on dessert and talking freely.

"Ma'am I can't wait until we get back to JAG! It will be so funny when you tell the Admiral and I just can see his face now!" Harriet chattered.

"I know it will be classic. You know how his eyes get that deer in headlights look when we do something strange imagine it, his eyes will probably pop out of his head." Mac laughed taking another bite of her blackberry cobbler.

"I don't know Mac I think he will fall out of his chair and hit his head." Harm said and watched as Mac laughed at the inside joke. Bud smiled to himself, he wasn't as naive as he seemed he knew exactly what Harm was talking about he had figured out what the commander was talking about a few years back when he had fallen from the Admiral's chair. Harm meanwhile returned to his piece of apple pie and finished it in just a few bites. Mac swallowed her last bite while Harriet tried to stifle a yawn with out much success.

"Ma'am what time is it?"

"It's only 1945. Why?"

"Oh I just feel awfully tired all of a sudden." Harriet yawned again. Mac smiled and said,

"Well we can't have you falling asleep at the table now can we? So Harriet why don't you turn in early, after all it is probably better since we dock in LA at 1900 and we're catching the red eye back to DC."

"You sure you don't mind ma'am?"

"Not at all I think we will turn in as well." Mac stated standing. The rest followed suit and the Robert's went ahead of them down the hallway.

"Harm isn't it funny how this all started?"

"Yeah, I mean two weeks ago we were about ready to kill each other and now we're getting married." Harm shrugged taking her hand in his. Mac laughed,

"Hey we're not married yet, but I hope so soon." They then walked in silence until they reached suite 19. Mac opened the door and they stepped inside.

"What a mess!" Mac exclaimed examining the room. There were clothes everywhere and the bed looked as if it had not been made for days.

"Your right. If this is how bad it gets in one afternoon I hate to see what our honeymoon suite will look like." Harm joked. Mac slapped his arm playfully and began to clean with purpose. Harm soon joined her and within fifteen minutes they were straightening the sheets. There was no sense in making it since they would be getting to bed soon.

Mac began to change into her pjs and Harm was a little disappointed and decided to say so.

"So it's back to the T-shirt and boxers huh? Will I ever see that little blue gown again?"

"Oh don't be so dramatic Harm, don't worry you will see it again and by the way these are not boxers. They are sleeping shorts." Mac stated pointing to her flannel shorts and then grabbing her book climbed into bed. As Harm unbuttoned his shirt he asked,

"We are sleeping tonight then?" Mac looked over the top of her book,

"Yes what else would we be doing…oh…Geeze Harm you are probably the only man I know who has thought more with his di..."

"Hey! Do you not like the attention?" Harm said joining her in the bed.

"No I never said that, I was just commenting on how you,"

"Mac I could give you a million reasons why I think the way I do but…" Harm explained, but Mac interrupted,

"Let me guess you think that way because you're a 'fighter jock' right?"

"That would be part of it, yes, and the other part of it would be that you are so wonderful that I can't keep my hands off you." He replied simply and laid soft kisses on her neck.

"Oooh Harm you had better stop that."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't I just might have to give in."

"Would that be so bad?"

"No, but I really want to finish my book."

"Ugh, women and their romance novels." Harm complained resting his head on her shoulder. Mac smiled and continued to read completely absorbed in the story. Harm read a paragraph from her shoulder before rolling over and picking up his own novel.

Mac soon was asleep on his arm and it was starting to go numb. He wanted to move it but he didn't want to wake her up. Slowly and very carefully he lifted her head and then positioned her so she was now against his chest. She stirred slightly and snuggled into his chest. He draped one arm around her and with the other he turned off the bedside lamp and closed his eyes thanking God for giving Mac and him a chance at life together.

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The Royal Tahitian

Out in the Pacific Ocean

1645 Romeo

Day 10

"Mac! I can't find the other shoulder board for my whites! Do you know where it is?" Harm asked confused.

"Well Harm last time I remember they were on your whites. Its not like they grew legs and walked away." Mac commented sarcastically as she carefully folded her dress and laid it in her suitcase.

"Mac you should you're the one who was responsible for taking it off me the night of the formal! Ouch!" Harm yelped as he hit his head on the bed frame. Mac turned kneeled down next to him.

"What were you doing under there?"

"Looking for my shoulder board and I hit my head."

"Oh, little Harm and his fragile head." Mac cooed playfully laying a soft kiss on the top of his head. Harm glared at her and resumed looking under the bed. Mac stared at his ass for a minute before she continued packing. Then something caught her eye in Harm's open suitcase and she laughed.

"Hey Harm! I found your shoulder board."

"Where is the little twit?" Harm asked standing up.

"Right there with the other one on your uniform." Mac pointed and sure enough there it was.

"You had better not run off like that again." Harm scolded the inanimate object.

"Okay Harm it is official you're crazy! I mean talking to inanimate objects well, that just isn't normal."

"Well I have become rather attached to them since I haven't had a girlfriend in awhile."

"Oh so this ring on my finger is a friendship ring and I have still not been promoted to girlfriend status. Well I am shocked!" Mac pretended to be offended and crossed her arms.

"No you have been promoted to fiancée and future wife status." Harm said kissing her softly. When they parted Mac couldn't help but add,

"Then it's on to blushing bride and then pregnant wife who can't see her feet right?"

Harm laughed at that one and remarked,

"I think that's the way it works, so get a good look at your feet Honey because you won't be seeing them for a while."

"Harm are you saying I'm going to get fat or that I'm going to be…wait how many kids are you planning to have?"

"I'm not having any of them I just give them half of their genes. You're the one who has to bring them into the world not me. Thank God."

"If I didn't love so much I would slap you for that comment, but let's just try to keep it under a dozen okay. I saw that movie about that couple who had twelve kids. Yikes! It was scary!"

"Yeah and not to mention I would never want to put you through that kind of pain."

"You won't do that but you'll let me get shot and make me grit my teeth. Gee thanks."

"There was nothing I could do about that okay, I'm not a miracle worker."

"Not with medicine anyway." Mac shrugged snapping her suitcase shut. Harm shook his head and finished packing.