"Hi." Mac said as Harm walked in the door. "Have a good day in court?"
"It was fine. So you're coming back to work tomorrow." He said more as an accusation than a questioned.
"Who told you?" Mac asked.
"Scuttlebutt. So is it true?"
"Yes. Only for a couple hours a day at first." She replied.
"Mac, you have two weeks of maternity leave left yet." He pointed out
"I've also told that I can't sit at home and do nothing anymore. I really don't care which stripper slept with her brother's boyfriend while her husband was sleep with her mother on Jerry Springer. I need to get back to work."
"Stay here and looking after Abigail all day is not doing nothing."
"It's not enough to keep my brain active. I need to go back to work." She countered.
"So Abigail has to suffer?"
"Abi is perfectly well taken care of, I'll be with her the whole time anyway. And how dare you accuse me of not taking care of her."
"I'm not." He snapped.
"Don't raise your voice, you'll wake Abi, I've just got her back to sleep."
"Mac."
"Don't Mac me. I need to go back to work otherwise I'll go nuts." She said in a whispered yell.
"And you were in two weeks anyway, why do you have to go back now?"
"For my sanity. Mary says it's fine, AJ's fine with it. I was going to tell you, but you would have known if you'd listened to me for the past few weeks."
"Mac it's two weeks." He sank onto the couch.
"Harm, I can't do this. I love Abi but I was not cut out to be a stay at home Mom."
"I never asked you to be. I know your job is important to you. But Abi has to come first."
"She does. She's better off having a mother who is happy and not one who is bored out of her mind." Abi started crying. "But seeing as how I'm such a bad mother you can look after her. Dinner is in the oven, she has three bottles in the fridge, but she just ate before she went to sleep and she still needs her bath." Mac grabbed her keys.
"Mac you're not a bad mother, don't leave." But she was out the door and Abi was still crying. "It's okay sweetheart. Daddy's here." He picked her up. "Everything is going to be fine, I promise."
~
Mac rang the bell and waited. "I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you."
"You're not come in." They opened the door for Mac to enter.
~
"Hello, Roberts residence. " Harriet answered the phone.
"Harriet, it's Harm. Is Mac there?" He had the phone held up to his ear with his shoulder, Abi in his other arm held against his shoulder, periodically crying.
"No, I haven't seen her since she was at JAG this morning. Is everything okay?" Harriet asked.
"I found out she was coming back to work tomorrow through scuttlebutt and we had a fight. I may have made it sound like I thought she was a bad mother for wanting to go back to work. She left."
"No offence Harm but she hasn't been happy sitting at home all day for weeks. Coming back to work for a couple hours will do her good."
"I get that now. It's just she should have talked me about it."
"Harm, every time she tried, you'd either change the subject or say it was a good thing she was home with Abigail. So she took it into her own hands and did something about it. It's only three hours a day." Harriet reminded him.
"I know. Do you have any idea where she would have gone?" He asked.
"You could try Commander Turner?" Harriet suggested.
"Thanks Harriet." He dropped the phone and switch Abi to the other arm.
TBC
"It was fine. So you're coming back to work tomorrow." He said more as an accusation than a questioned.
"Who told you?" Mac asked.
"Scuttlebutt. So is it true?"
"Yes. Only for a couple hours a day at first." She replied.
"Mac, you have two weeks of maternity leave left yet." He pointed out
"I've also told that I can't sit at home and do nothing anymore. I really don't care which stripper slept with her brother's boyfriend while her husband was sleep with her mother on Jerry Springer. I need to get back to work."
"Stay here and looking after Abigail all day is not doing nothing."
"It's not enough to keep my brain active. I need to go back to work." She countered.
"So Abigail has to suffer?"
"Abi is perfectly well taken care of, I'll be with her the whole time anyway. And how dare you accuse me of not taking care of her."
"I'm not." He snapped.
"Don't raise your voice, you'll wake Abi, I've just got her back to sleep."
"Mac."
"Don't Mac me. I need to go back to work otherwise I'll go nuts." She said in a whispered yell.
"And you were in two weeks anyway, why do you have to go back now?"
"For my sanity. Mary says it's fine, AJ's fine with it. I was going to tell you, but you would have known if you'd listened to me for the past few weeks."
"Mac it's two weeks." He sank onto the couch.
"Harm, I can't do this. I love Abi but I was not cut out to be a stay at home Mom."
"I never asked you to be. I know your job is important to you. But Abi has to come first."
"She does. She's better off having a mother who is happy and not one who is bored out of her mind." Abi started crying. "But seeing as how I'm such a bad mother you can look after her. Dinner is in the oven, she has three bottles in the fridge, but she just ate before she went to sleep and she still needs her bath." Mac grabbed her keys.
"Mac you're not a bad mother, don't leave." But she was out the door and Abi was still crying. "It's okay sweetheart. Daddy's here." He picked her up. "Everything is going to be fine, I promise."
~
Mac rang the bell and waited. "I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you."
"You're not come in." They opened the door for Mac to enter.
~
"Hello, Roberts residence. " Harriet answered the phone.
"Harriet, it's Harm. Is Mac there?" He had the phone held up to his ear with his shoulder, Abi in his other arm held against his shoulder, periodically crying.
"No, I haven't seen her since she was at JAG this morning. Is everything okay?" Harriet asked.
"I found out she was coming back to work tomorrow through scuttlebutt and we had a fight. I may have made it sound like I thought she was a bad mother for wanting to go back to work. She left."
"No offence Harm but she hasn't been happy sitting at home all day for weeks. Coming back to work for a couple hours will do her good."
"I get that now. It's just she should have talked me about it."
"Harm, every time she tried, you'd either change the subject or say it was a good thing she was home with Abigail. So she took it into her own hands and did something about it. It's only three hours a day." Harriet reminded him.
"I know. Do you have any idea where she would have gone?" He asked.
"You could try Commander Turner?" Harriet suggested.
"Thanks Harriet." He dropped the phone and switch Abi to the other arm.
TBC
