"Mac?" Harm called on Monday.

"Yes?" She said coming into the bedroom with Abi in her arms.

"I need some help." Harm had on his pants but only one sleeve of his shirt.

"Oh Abi, your Daddy has turned into a little kid who needs help getting dressed."

"Mac..." Harm groaned.

"Hang on a minute." Mac moved the pillows on the bed around then propped Abi up against them. "To start with a good suggestion would have been to put in your bad arm first." She took off the shirt and helped him slide it over his swollen arm then buttoned it for him. She smoothed out his shoulder boards. "You're missing your wings. Where did you put them?"

"Over there on the dresser." Mac went and got them and pinned them on.

"Just needs you cover and you'll be squared away."

"Thanks."

"We'll ice it in the car and then put your sling on once we get to work."

"Okay." Harm agreed.

"Commander, what did you do?" Harriet exclaimed as she saw him.

"Bud didn't tell you?" Mac questioned.

"No."

"He fell over a stool at Tiner's bachelor party and badly sprained his wrist."

"Ouch."

"He's got court today, but he needs to keep icing it during recesses and can you keep a check on his circulation. He got this from the doctor at Bethesda, it explains everything." Mac gave Harriet the information sheet.

"I'll keep an eye on him ma'am."

"You know I'm still stood here." Harm pointed out.

"Good. Here is your bag." Mac tucked his cover under his arm and put the bag in his good hand. "I'll be back at 1800. If you're not ready to go then you'll have to call a cab."

"Yes mom."

"That's ma'am to you Commander and I have to be in court in twenty minute. I'll see you later." Mac turned and headed towards her office.

"Think on the bright side sir, at least they gave you a sling that matches your uniform." Harriet said cheerfully.

"Shame the bruising doesn't match. I'll be in my office trying to get through some paperwork before I'm in court at 1000."

"Yes sir." Harriet said.

"How is Commander Rabb?" Jen asked. "Jason told me what happened."

"He's incapacitated but he'll have to cope. He can't drive, he can't dress himself, for some reason he keeps knocking things over and his painkillers make his slightly loopy. I'll make sure he doesn't take them before the wedding otherwise he'll start singing when you don't want him to."

"As long as he can walk me down the aisle I don't mind." Jen said.

"He'll be available for that don't worry, he may just be a little bruised."

"Yes ma'am."

"Anything we need to take care of before court?"

"A couple of things that need your signature, I'll just get those."

"Thanks Jen."

Harm went to move the stack of files to the centre of his desk but sent them flying onto the floor.

"Great." He muttered as he pushed his chair back and moved onto the floor to pick them up. He shuffled papers into each file and then moved them one by one back onto his desk.

"Having problems buddy?" Sturgis asked from the door with a bemused.

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"Let me help otherwise you'll be there all day." Sturgis bent down and picked up the remaining files and put them on Harm's desk. "How's the arm?"

"Well it's not as bad as being shot. I've got painkillers from the hospital but they make slightly dopey so I'm taking Tylenol to take the edge of the pain instead because I have court in an hour. Mac keeps on bursting out laughing when I can't do something like opening a jar of baby food. She had to do up my shirt this morning. It's not been a good day so far."

"Harriet." Sturgis called out into the bullpen.

"Yes sir?" Harriet appeared in the doorway.

"Do you think you could find someone to help Harm out for the next few days, he's having difficulties with pretty much everything? He's going to be in court most of the time." Sturgis asked.

"I'll see what I can do sir, if you give me a few minutes." Harriet replied.

"Thank you Lieutenant."

TBC