Harm made flying noises as he pretended to fly Abi around the room.
"Isn't she a little young for flying lessons?" Mac asked, she had been stood in the doorway watching since she came in.
"She's a Rabb; she's never too young to learn to fly. It's in her blood."
"Heaven help me." Mac muttered.
"What's in the cup?" Harm asked looking at the takeaway drinks container.
"Strawberry milkshake. They made it with real milk, I watched them do it." Mac slipped her shoes off.
"Are you still mad at me?"
"Being mad takes a lot of energy at the moment. So you're forgiven, for now, but in future ask me before you make announcements like that."
"So I don't have to do penance by sleeping on the couch?" Harm questioned.
"No. But why would you want to sleep on the couch anyway?" Mac asked. "Hey sweetheart." She said to Abi.
"I thought you wouldn't want me around if you were mad."
"Harm, I prefer it when you're no father away from me than two feet. But I know that is not practical." She gave him a kiss. "And if I ever do want to kick you out of bed, I'll let you know."
"Good to know. So where did you go?"
"Huh?" Mac asked.
"Jen called and said you had to work late, you needed me to pick Abi up. You weren't in your office, neither was Jen. So I figure if you had to work late somewhere else."
"Seeing dead bodies is not a good idea when you're pregnant." Mac replied.
"I thought your court martial was extortion and UA?"
"It is."
"So what was with the dead bodies?"
"They were evidence."
"Evidence?" Harm questioned. "I think you're going to have to explain."
"NCIS wanted a search warrant for an entire barracks. They couldn't bring enough evidence to me, so I had to go to them. They sprung the dead Marines on me, which caused me to throw up and Jen to tell on of the Agents to shut up."
"Go Jen. You okay now?"
"Yes." Mac picked up her drink and slurped it.
"What is it with you and strawberries?" Harm asked.
"A positive craving. I can live with strawberries."
"They're good for you." Harm remarked.
"So would dinner be." Mac said.
"I guess that was an unsubtle hint for me to make dinner Abi. Go to Mommy." Harm kissed her and handed her over to Mac. "So what can I interest you in for dinner Colonel?"
"Something quick I'm hungry."
"Pasta?" Harm questioned.
"Sure. I'll give Abi her bath while you cook."
"Sounds like a plan." Mac stood up with Abi and headed for the stairs. "Mac?"
"Yes?" She turned back to him.
"Did you give them the search warrant?"
"Yes, after they should me they had just cause. But it they screw this up it's on Gibbs's head."
"See and they said being a judge wasn't interesting."
"That depends whether you have the hunter instinct or not. Wasn't it something about hitting sabre tooth tigers over the head with a stick?" Mac teased.
"Abi, take your mother the comedienne upstairs for a bath."
"We'll be back."
TBC
"Isn't she a little young for flying lessons?" Mac asked, she had been stood in the doorway watching since she came in.
"She's a Rabb; she's never too young to learn to fly. It's in her blood."
"Heaven help me." Mac muttered.
"What's in the cup?" Harm asked looking at the takeaway drinks container.
"Strawberry milkshake. They made it with real milk, I watched them do it." Mac slipped her shoes off.
"Are you still mad at me?"
"Being mad takes a lot of energy at the moment. So you're forgiven, for now, but in future ask me before you make announcements like that."
"So I don't have to do penance by sleeping on the couch?" Harm questioned.
"No. But why would you want to sleep on the couch anyway?" Mac asked. "Hey sweetheart." She said to Abi.
"I thought you wouldn't want me around if you were mad."
"Harm, I prefer it when you're no father away from me than two feet. But I know that is not practical." She gave him a kiss. "And if I ever do want to kick you out of bed, I'll let you know."
"Good to know. So where did you go?"
"Huh?" Mac asked.
"Jen called and said you had to work late, you needed me to pick Abi up. You weren't in your office, neither was Jen. So I figure if you had to work late somewhere else."
"Seeing dead bodies is not a good idea when you're pregnant." Mac replied.
"I thought your court martial was extortion and UA?"
"It is."
"So what was with the dead bodies?"
"They were evidence."
"Evidence?" Harm questioned. "I think you're going to have to explain."
"NCIS wanted a search warrant for an entire barracks. They couldn't bring enough evidence to me, so I had to go to them. They sprung the dead Marines on me, which caused me to throw up and Jen to tell on of the Agents to shut up."
"Go Jen. You okay now?"
"Yes." Mac picked up her drink and slurped it.
"What is it with you and strawberries?" Harm asked.
"A positive craving. I can live with strawberries."
"They're good for you." Harm remarked.
"So would dinner be." Mac said.
"I guess that was an unsubtle hint for me to make dinner Abi. Go to Mommy." Harm kissed her and handed her over to Mac. "So what can I interest you in for dinner Colonel?"
"Something quick I'm hungry."
"Pasta?" Harm questioned.
"Sure. I'll give Abi her bath while you cook."
"Sounds like a plan." Mac stood up with Abi and headed for the stairs. "Mac?"
"Yes?" She turned back to him.
"Did you give them the search warrant?"
"Yes, after they should me they had just cause. But it they screw this up it's on Gibbs's head."
"See and they said being a judge wasn't interesting."
"That depends whether you have the hunter instinct or not. Wasn't it something about hitting sabre tooth tigers over the head with a stick?" Mac teased.
"Abi, take your mother the comedienne upstairs for a bath."
"We'll be back."
TBC
