Author's Note: I apologize for not updating I was on a trip, and now that I am back I can update I sincerely hope you like this part and I think it will be the next to last one so enjoy and I crave your feedback!

Mac's Apartment

Outside of New Orleans, LA

1930 Romeo

"Hey Sailor's its dinner time." Mac said sticking her head into Little Harm's bedroom to see them sitting on the floor, playing with none other than the several planes that she had bought. She spoiled her son way too much, but what choice did she have, he had a smile just like Harm's and who couldn't resist that? Harm was the first to stand up and then he picked up little Harm and asked Mac.

"Where is the bathroom we have to clean up for dinner you know."

"Down the hall on the right, hurry up, supper is getting cold." Mac said and then as they headed into the bathroom she returned to the kitchen. After a minute she heard a high pitched squeal that made her heart race. She ran down the hall and into the bathroom to find the youngest Harm, flicking water at the older one who flicked it back and the boy squealed again.

"What are you two doing? Getting yourselves all wet. Harm you should know better." Mac scolded looking at Harm who's uniform was damp and he had soap on his cheek.

"What am I going to do with you? Now let's get you dried up."

"Okay I could go for that." Harm said grinning. Mac grabbed a towel off the rack and playfully hit him with it.

"Not you my son, and to think I actually thought he would be a little less energetic." Mac quickly dried off Harm and picking him up off the counter tossed the towel to the big Harm.

"Aww I don't get to be dried off by the pretty Marine? No fair!" Mac grabbed Harm's shirt collar with her free hand and ordered.

"Come on Squid, let's eat I'm hungry and you are stalling for too long." They all went back to the kitchen and Mac set Harm on a stack of law books and sat down next to him. Harm sat down across from her and looked at the array of food on the table. The fried chicken and the cornbread were the first things Harm saw and they looked wonderful.

"So Mac you learned how to cook? Are you sure I can eat it?" Harm poked a piece of cornbread with his finger.

"Harm I wouldn't have survived down here if I couldn't make at least one down home meal, I can also make okra, gumbo, chicken and dumplings, and I am working on learning the ins and outs of Cajun cooking. Yes the cornbread isn't toxic waste, go ahead." Mac gestured before taking a piece of chicken and setting it on little Harm's plate and cutting it into small bites. Harm filled his plate and then picked up a chicken leg and took a bite, he chewed it carefully and swallowed.

"Well it is good, but…"

"Wait a minute! Oh my gosh! I forgot you're a vegetarian, you know I wasn't planning on…" Mac said after she realized, her mistake. Harm shook his head.

"Not anymore. After you left I woke up starving one night and tofu really didn't sound appealing so I got in my Corvette and drove down the road and I saw a Beltway Burgers so I pulled in and ordered the biggest most unhealthy sandwich on the menu.

"NO WAY! You didn't do that! You're joking!"

"Nope, if you like I still have the receipt. Now thanks to you I am practically addicted to them and I have to run at least an extra mile now." Mac was laughing now.

"Aww, poor little Sailor…oh did you drop your fork again sweetie?" Mac asked, looking at her son who was looking down at the floor. She found his fork and then picking it up taking it to the sink she got a new one and then sat back down. They ate the remainder of their meal in silence and then a timer went off.

"Oh that's dessert. If you will excuse me." Mac stood and rushed to the oven and pulled out a pie pan. Harm picked up little Harm and they went to investigate.

"What do we have here? A cobbler?" Harm said and then he took his finger and stuck it in the exposed filling and then licked it off sampling it.

"If I am not mistaken I would say it is blackberry. You want to try some buddy?" Harm asked little Harm who nodded.

"Oh no you don't, it needs to cool first, you shouldn't have done that you are setting a bad example." Mac said batting his hand away from the cobbler. Harm however was faster and got some on a finger and before Mac could scold him any further little Harm had Harm's finger in his mouth and was licking the cobbler off it.

"Be gone both of you! Out of my kitchen, now shoo!" Mac said turning Harm around and after giving him a light smack on the six ushered him out. The two men went and sat on the couch and Harm turned on the television, and began to channel surf. He stopped on one of the cartoon channels and was puzzled to see a yellow sponge dance across the screen.

"Spongebob! Spongebob!" Little Harm said bouncing up down. Harm laughed.

"Spongebob is on I assume?" Mac called from the kitchen.

"Well if it is a sponge bouncing around in pants and a shirt and lives in a pineapple, then yes I think so." Harm called back. Mac was back out in a minute with a plate of cobbler and two forks in her hands.

"Oh, my favorite!" She said sitting down between both Harms.

"Do I get some of that wonderful cobbler." Harm asked, licking his lips and trying to reach for one of the forks in her hand.

"Now what makes you think you deserve it? You don't eat straight out of a serving dish its not good manners."

"Mommy!" Little Harm said tugging on her sleeve.

"Alright, you can have some, but not too much or you won't sleep." Mac said getting a forkful and putting into little Harm's open mouth. Mac handed the other fork to Harm, who got a bite and held it in front of Mac,

"Do you want it?"

"Of course…mmm that is very good." Mac said licking her lips after eating it.

"Well you made it."

"Good to know you appreciated it." Mac said feeding little Harm another bite. Harm took another off the plate and then ate it without a sarcastic comment. Soon enough they finished the plate and little Harm was dozing off. Mac took the plate into the kitchen and put it in the dish washer before returning to the living room to find both Harm's gone, she turned off the TV and she swore she could hear Harm's voice. She walked into her son's bedroom to see Harm holding his son and talking to him softly,

"You know when I was a little older then you my dad used to tell me that one day, if I worked hard and was very good that I could do whatever I wanted and I did. I went to the Naval Academy then I learned how to fly planes and then when I couldn't fly anymore I went to a place called JAG and then I met your mommy. We were friends for a long time, and then one day we decided that we loved each other and then you were born. So what your grandpa said was true, that if I worked hard I could get what I wanted, and I tried really hard to get your mom to like me and it worked and now I have everything I could possibly want." Harm looked at the boy sleeping in his arms. This was his and Mac's child and at that realization he felt like he could jump over the moon. Smiling he tucked his son into bed and when he turned back around through the semi darkness he saw Mac illuminated by the light in the hall. He joined her and she pulled the door around so their son could sleep and then she said,

"Come on there is something I want to show you." She took his hand and he followed her out onto the balcony, which overlooked a grassy lawn. She stepped on a window ledge and then onto a ladder.

"Well aren't you coming?"

"Mac we are on the third floor, where are we going?"

"Oh come on." Mac said and began to climb. Harm followed her up the ladder and when they reached the top Mac took his hand again and helped him over top. Harm stood there amazed in the moonlight.

"Well what do you think?" Mac gestured. They were standing in the middle of a rooftop garden. Roses of every color and size surrounded them.

"Did you plant these?"

"No, Mr. Tucker did a long time ago. He was the landlady's fiancé. She comes up here everyday and sits to do her knitting on that bench right there. One day I heard her humming so I came up to investigate, and then she told me the history of this garden." Mac took Harm's hand and led him over the stone bench. They sat down side by side and then Mac continued,

"Her husband Charles planted them. He was courting her and she was playing hard to get, so he found out what her favorite flower was and this was the building that her family owned, before it was renovated. He climbed up here with two of his friends and they hauled all the rose bushes up, they didn't go up the stairs because they didn't want to be found out. Anyway they fixed it up with soil and everything and planted the roses. Then one summer night just like this one he brought her up here under the full moon and proposed to her. She told him yes and then they were going to be married, but his name was called for the draft and he never came back, so now everyday, or on nights when there is a full moon she comes up here and sits, singing to herself. She has a lovely voice you know but her songs are so sad." Mac stopped and looked up at the stars, which glittered beautifully in the deep blue night sky. They sat there for what seemed like an eternity to them both.

"Mac come back with me. You and Harm both, we can be together, Harm can have a father and we could get married and have a house and…" He stopped when Mac stood up and took a few steps away from him. She focused her attention on the fireflies that were adding to the romantic atmosphere of the evening. Harm came up behind her and tried to put his arms around her but she pulled away and said,

"I don't know if I can."

"Mac why not? Is there someone else?" Harm said coming around to face her.

"No it's not that it's just that what is everyone at JAG going to think of me?"

"They will be so glad to see you. Everyone has missed you."

"You don't think that they will see me a slut or another one of your toys and I got pregnant because I wanted to trap you into commitment? Or that I'm a coward and couldn't tell you?"

"MAC! I first I never want to here you call yourself a slut because you aren't, second your not a toy or an obsession of mine, I won't ever get tired of you understand me? Third you are not a coward, you did what you thought was right at the time and maybe it was, but what we have now doesn't concern anyone but us. I love you and my son, and I don't care what everyone else thinks. They will be so happy to see you. Little AJ asks me every time I go over, 'Where is Auntie Mac?' I want you and Harm to come back to DC and live with Mattie, and me we will need a bigger house I'm sure. I bought one after Mattie's adoption papers came though." Mac put her head into his chest and started to cry again. Harm held her in the moonlight gently rocking her back and forth, quieting all of her fears. After she had run out of tears she looked up at him.

"Okay. I'll go back, I will talk to my CO in the morning and we can be on a plane of Wednesday. Then after I stay for a couple of weeks we can come back and get everything squared away to leave. Now you looked bushed, let's get you to bed." Mac said pulling out of his arms and then climbed over the ledge and back down the ladder. Harm followed her and then they walked inside from the balcony and heard someone crying.

"Oh no! Harm!" Mac ran into her son's room and swept him out of his bed into her arms.

"Hush, it's okay mommy is here, hush sweetie, it's alright it's all over." Mac tried to soothe him but it wasn't working.

"Here let me try Mac." Harm held out his arms and reluctantly she handed their son over. She took a step back and watched feeling helpless. Harm rocked his son gently,

"Hey buddy it's okay, daddy's got you, and I'm never letting go, come on dry those tears…there we go yeah that's it… that's my little Sailor." Harm smiled as the boy quieted in his arms and within another minute was asleep. Harm laid him back down and wrapping an arm around Mac's waist led her out of the room and left the door cracked so they would be able to hear him if he woke again. They walked down the hall and into Mac's room and then sat down on the bed.

"Does he do that all the time Mac?" She nodded.

"The doctor said it was night terrors and that some children have them but he had never seen one this young. He just wakes up crying and it usually takes me hours to get him calmed down, and you did it all in two minutes. Thank you."

"Your welcome, maybe he just needed a little masculine comfort you know?"

"Not really, but if you say so." Mac yawned.

"I'm going to put on my pjs go to bed, I have a big day tomorrow." Mac then began to take off her clothes and put on a pair of sleeping shorts and a Marine T-shirt. She then pulled back the covers and lay down.

"You going to sleep in your uniform Flyboy?"

"No I was looking at how beautiful you are after two years to see you again and hear your voice is so amazing."

"Alright enough of the sob story. Take off that uniform and come here." Mac instructed. Harm didn't need telling twice he quickly stripped down and climbed in beside her. Neither had the energy for a midnight romp and they didn't want to wake little Harm, so Mac curled up against Harm's chest and they fell asleep in each others arms thanking God for bringing them back together.