"This seems like a good place to recess for the day." Mac said at 1700 on Thursday. "This court martial stands in recess until 1000 tomorrow." Mac banged her gavel.

"All rise." The bailiff called. Everyone stood as Mac left, Jen followed her out.

"Ma'am, is there something on the schedule for 0900 tomorrow that I don't know about?" Jen asked.

"No, I'm going to be in late. Harm's transport isn't until 1000; I'm going to take advantage of the extra half hour before he has to leave."

"Ma'am, you could have taken the morning off and given him a ride to the airport?"

"There are two reasons I decided against that. One I have to do my job too, an hour I can take four or five no. And two if I drove him to the airport I wouldn't let him get on the plane." Mac explained.

"I guess I can see your point, if it was Jason I probably wouldn't want him to get on the plane either." Jen agreed as they entered Mac's office.

"I think we're just going to have remember how lucky we are that they here most of the time and not gone for six months stretches."

"True. I'll just get the paperwork you need to sign, and then you should be finished for the night ma'am."

"Good, the only other thing is I need are the documents pulled for the staff meeting tomorrow night."

"I have three of them on my desk; I'll get the other one before I leave tonight."

"Thanks Jen."

~

"Are you okay Sarah?" Grams asked. Mac was sat on the couch gently rocking Abi, she'd been home for an hour but Harm was still finishing up some details of a case before he left.

"Yes I'm fine." She smiled weakly.

"Are lying to me?"

"Yes. Way too much time to think."

"He'll be fine."

"I know." Mac said, "It's just...."

"You don't like it when he flies."

"No. I'd rather he have two feet on the ground."

"Why don't you ask him to stop?" Grams suggested.

"Because he loves flying, it's a part of who he is. I can't ask him to give that up, something he's good at just because I have a problem with it."

"He loves you and Abigail more than flying a tomcat."

"He only does his quals once every six months, he doesn't take random flight assignments anymore, he only flies if he absolutely has to, I don't have to like it, I just have to live with it." Mac said with a sigh.

"He'll be okay."

"Logically I know that."

"Hey I'm home." Harm said coming through the door.

"Hi, I'd better put Abi to bed." Mac got up off the couch and headed towards the stairs.

"Something I said?" Harm asked sitting down next to Grams.

"No. She loves you, that's all."

"This about me leaving for my quals tomorrow?"

"It's never easy, she's tough, she'll get through it, just like me and your Mom had to." Grams patted him on the hand. "I'm going to finish making dinner."

TBC