Author's Note: Here is part three. I hope you find this part interesting. I haven't really written anything like this before but there is a first time for everything, right? Anywho thanks to all of you that reviewed and if the reviews keep coming then you will get more of the story.

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JAG HQ

Almost two years later

1500 Romeo

Harm sat in his office when there was a knock at the office door, instinctively he replied,

"Come in Mac, it's open." When he looked up however there was a tall redhead with a file in her hands.

"Oh hello Tiffany, what is it?" He sighed. Commander Tiffany Harding USN was his new partner, despite how she had been in the states almost all her life she still spoke with an Irish accent. She was married to James Harding who was a lawyer in private practice and that was all Harm really knew about her. The Admiral, who had decided it was time for him to move on, had assigned her to him six months ago. She had taken Mac's office and even though she wasn't a bad lawyer or person, he just didn't like her because she wasn't Mac.

"You were missing her again weren't you?"

"How did you guess?" Harm asked, he hadn't said a word to her about Mac and he was sure that she had seen the pictures of her in his office.

"She is a legend around here Harm, and I have talked a little to Lt. Sims. Here I brought that file for tomorrow. See you in court at 0900 sharp. Don't be you be late."

"Thanks. I won't be." Harm said and then returned to his computer. Tiffany walked out into the bullpen, closing the door behind her and went to the break room where she found Harriet.

"Lieutenant could you tell me why Commander Rabb is always referring to this Mac woman and why he is always so distant." Tiffany asked.

"Do you have a lot of time?"

"Aye."

"Okay, but I don't have too much time so I will give you the short version. The Colonel or Mac as the Commander called her, it was kind of his pet name for her were partners for eight years. They have been through a lot together, she followed him to Russia so he could find his father and then just about two years and a half years ago, he resigned his commission to save her in Paraguay. Then when she came back she dated a CIA spook for a while. What a lousy way to repay him if you ask me but then she broke it off with the spook and I think that they were in a relationship, I always liked to think so but I am a romantic. Well then one day just about two months after she dumped Mr. Webb things were going all hunky dory and then she up and leaves. No one except the Admiral knows and his lips are sealed. For about six months after she left the Commander tried frantically to find her. She became an obsession to him. I think the day she left he lost his mind, but he tried to find her just the same. She was and still is his world. One day I found a promising lead in New Orleans and when I took it to him, he told me to just throw it out, but I didn't." They were now at Harriet's desk and from the bottom drawer she pulled out a file.

"Here it is. I still have it." She handed it to Tiffany who read it and then said,

"Lieutenant we are going down that way day after tomorrow to investigate the Brood case, maybe I can see whether this is his Mac and then maybe I can transfer out of here and go back overseas to Ireland and finally eat some real potatoes." Tiffany explained, she thanked her and scurried off to her office to make some phone calls.

JAG Offices

New Orleans, LA

1725 Local

Harm and Tiffany stepped into the air-conditioned bullpen of JAG Ops in Louisiana. It was at least ninety with full humidity outside and it was a relief to be somewhere with air conditioning. A petty officer strode up to them.

"Can I help y'all, sir, ma'am?" Tiffany spoke first.

"Aye, my partner here, is looking for the officer who will be defending Major Brood in his case, and I am looking for a bar called the Singing Frogs?"

"Oh ma'am the Singin' Frogs is two blocks due south o' here. Ya can't miss it." Tiffany thanked the petty officer and left to find the bar where they hoped to find some witnesses, of the fight. The petty officer turned her attention to Harm,

"See the marine way over there? She's the one you'll be needin' to see 'bout Brood. Over at the copier." The petty officer pointed and then bustled off to her administrative duties. Harm walked up behind the brunette Marine and clearing his throat tapped her on the shoulder.

"Umm, I'm here to see you about the Brood case. I'm Commander Har…"

"Just a minute Harm. HARM!!" The brunette turned around and Harm was staring straight into the exotic features of Sarah Mackenzie. He was unable to speak for a minute and then he regained his wits.

"Mac? Mac! Oh God I missed you so much, why did leave me?" Harm pulled her into his arms and was relieved that he had finally found her, and he hadn't even been looking.

She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears and she replied, with a slight southern drawl to her voice.

"Oh Harm, I'm so sorry, I just… oh it is so good to see you."

"Tell me why you left? Was it something I said?"

"No, no it was nothing like that. Look why don't you come to my apartment and we can talk there. My day is almost over, just give me a minute to finish these copies and grab my things and then I will drive you over there."

"Sounds good. I just need to call my new partner Tiffany and tell her where I'll be."

"Tiffany Harding? I talked to her the other day on the phone about the case, she's the one overseas from Ireland?"

"Yep. Now hurry up!" Harm said and then he pulled out his cell, which got coverage in the building and dialed Tiffany's cell. By the time he had finished Mac was waiting for him, ready to go. They walked out together in silence to Mac's Corvette and climbed in and then she turned left onto a highway.

Twenty minutes later she pulled up in front of a brick building that looked a lot like the one in Georgetown, only this one had balconies. He followed her up a set of stairs to the third floor and half way down the hall and then put her key in her apartment door and opened it and walked in. Harm followed her in and was surprised when something small grabbed him around the leg.

"Daddy!" Harm got that deer in headlights look and then Mac scooped the little dark haired boy that was clinging to his leg up into her arms. A minute later a college student came out behind him and apologized profusely.

"Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, the little guy just got away from me." The girl spoke with a heavy southern accent, but Harm was still standing there confused.

"That's alright. He is a slippery little one. Settle down sweetie, mommy is talking to Monica." Mac shushed the boy in her arms, but he kept pointing at Harm and repeating in a slightly squeaky voice, 'Daddy! Daddy!'.

"That's all Monica. Thanks again. Did you get your check for last week that I left on the counter?"

"Yes ma'am. And thank you. I gotta go now, I have a law exam tomorrow, see ya'll." Monica grabbed her bag and quickly took her leave. The boy in Mac's arms had quieted now and was playing with the necklace around Mac's neck.

"Have a seat Harm and I will explain everything."

"Well you certainly have a lot of explaining to do." Harm said, still very bewildered he sat down and Mac sat next to him. She sat silently for a minute trying to form the words that she was about to say. Harm looked more closely at the chain around her neck and he realized that the ring hanging from it was his academy ring, which he had left at her apartment over two years before.

"Harm, why don't you go play in your room. Mommy needs to talk to this man."

"What?" Harm exclaimed still very confused. The little boy squirmed out of Mac's arms and picked up a picture off the sofa table and tried to say something as he pointed to it.

"You, dat you, you Haa…rrmm." The boy sounded out his words carefully and looked at Harm, who looked back at him and saw that the boy's eyes were like his as well as some of his other features. He almost fell off the couch.

"That's enough sweetie, now come here." Mac cooed but the boy put the picture on the table and climbed into Harm's lap.

"MAC! Would you please enlighten me?" Harm almost whimpered. Mac took his hand,

"Don't interrupt me okay. I'll start from the beginning, remember when I left? Well Harm, he was the reason. After we well, ya' know, I went to my OB the next month for an appointment that I had scheduled months beforehand, and she told me that I was four weeks pregnant. I was scared Harm, I didn't know how to tell you so I asked the Admiral to transfer me and I made him promise not to tell anyone and then I left as soon as I could. I had him down here and named him Harmon Benjamin I also put Rabb as the last name on the birth certificate, because he is yours too, and I said it without thinking. As soon as he was old enough to travel I bought a ticket to go and see you, I got as far as Dulles and then I couldn't do it. I was so scared that you would reject me or get angry, so I came back and we stayed. I wanted to call you everyday, but I would pick up the phone and then set it back down. The weeks turned into months and now his second birthday in three months. I thought I would never have the courage to go back and little Harm was all I had left." Mac was crying now and Harm was shocked. He took one arm, which was cradling his son and with the other pulled Mac close to him. She was shaking because she was crying so hard and he could hear her mumble into his chest.

"Sorry, so sorry, I…I…"

"Shh, Mac I'm not angry. How could I be? I love you. I just wish you had told me sooner. I wanted to be there for everything, the pregnancy, the birth, his first step, everything. I can't believe that you had to go through everything alone, I wish I was there, don't cry." Mac looked up at Harm. Her makeup had smeared a little, but to him she was just as beautiful as ever.

"You didn't miss a thing, I got everything recorded on DVD. God bless technology." Mac sniffled and gestured to a DVD rack and Harm could see the labels on the sides.

"So how does this little tiger know about me huh?" Mac smiled and sat up.

"I told him, ever since he was born he got the earful, everything we have ever done together and I told him everything I know about you. Well almost, his little ears aren't quite ready for some of the things I have to tell. I didn't think he remembered any of it except for that your name was Harm just like his and that you were his daddy, and that even though you are far away you loved him very much." Mac said wiping her eyes with her finger.

"Your right I love him very much and I love his mommy too." Harm leaned down and kissed her, neither had forgotten the taste of each other's lips, but they were glad to get a refresher course and that finally all the wrinkles were ironed out and they could be a family. When they broke apart Harm stood up with his son still in his arms and asked him,

"So did you know you have a big sister too?" The boy shook his head and Harm continued,

"I thought so. Her name is Mattie and she is sixteen now, which is a lot older then you, but not as old as me." The boy giggled and Harm set him down. Little Harm grabbed onto his hand and in his little voice he said,

"Pwanes! See pwanes!" Harm smiled. Mac laughed.

"He is a Flyboy, just like you, go figure." Harm followed his son into his room and they began their first real male bonding time.