This takes place a few months after the honeymoon. Let's say, six? ;-) Mac's been getting sick all weekend...I wonder what could be up. Hehe...

0734 ZULU

Rabb Residence

Georgetown, VA

"Mac, you coming?" Harm yelled, standing at the bottom of the stairs. "We're gonna be late for work!" Mac sighed and moved over to the stairs.

"Not feeling well," she muttered, loud enough for him to hear. "Called in, was told to stay home. Have fun. I love you." She turned and went back into their room and slipped under the covers. Harm was up the stairs and in their room in 1.5 seconds.

"What's wrong, Sarah?" he asked, bending down beside her. She opened her eyes and looked into his deep blue ones, filled with love...love for her and her only.

"I'm not sure, Harm. Go to work. You're going to be late," she said, placing a kissing on his forehead. He started to take off his jacket.

"I'm staying with you," he told her. She shook her head.

"No, Harm. I'll be fine. I'm just sick from stress. Go. I'll be better tonight, I promise," she whispered. He nodded and kissed her once more.

"Call me if you need ANYTHING," he said. "I mean it Marine." He smiled as he walked out the door before she could respond. Mac smiled. She loved her husband, but she couldn't tell him what she figured right now. As soon as she heard his car pull away, she slipped out from under the covers, went to her briefcase and pulled something out, then went into the bathroom. She read the directions carefully. Two lines mean yes, one means no...was she praying for one or two. She wanted both. She did the pregnancy test, and waited...which was something Sarah Rabb hated. She paced the room until her clock told her it was time. She walked over, scared to look. She forced herself too look and smiled at the results.

1648 ZULU

Rabb Residence

Georgetown, VA

"Sarah, I'm home!" Harm yelled, walking through the door, hanging up his coat and walking upstairs to put his briefcase away. He walked into his office and saw her sitting at his desk.

"Is there a reason you're sitting at my desk, Mrs. Rabb?" he asked, walking up behind her, and kissing her. She broke away and smiled. "What's wrong?"

"Not a thing," she told him. He nodded.

"Feeling better?" he asked. She nodded this time.

"I need to talk to you, Harm," she told him. He made a face.

"If we weren't married, I think I'd be scared...well, more so then I am now," he told her, sitting down on the desk. "What's on your mind, my love?" She smiled again. Even though she'd been thinking about it all day, she didn't know how to tell him.

"Ok, well, I figured out why I'm feeling sick. About two months ago, I missed my period," she said. Harm's expression changed. "I didn't think anything of it because of the stress of being a judge. I figured it was that. When I started getting sick like I was this weekend, I went out a bought a test. I figure I'm at least two months pregnant." His mouth slowly fell open and he just started at her. "Say something."

"Are you sure, Mac?" he choked out. Her mouth curved into a smile.

"I'm almost 99 percent sure. I called and made an appointment with Dr. Mulder for Wednesday," she told him. "It's for after work, so we won't have to ask for time off, just to make sure we leave on time." Harm was still in shock, so she leave over and kissed him. "Let's only tell the Admiral for now, ok?" He nodded, not speaking. "Are you ok about this, Harm?" He nodded again. "Then say something, please. You're starting to scare me."

"I'm sorry, Sarah. I'm happy, just shocked. I wasn't expecting to have kids this early," he said.

"You did promise me five years, sailor," she said, grinning. "You're late, so this is makeup for it." He smiled at his wife's sense of humor.

The next day, they told the Admiral about the baby, who was thrilled. He promised Mac and Harm would be out in time for their appointment, which they were. When it was time to leave, they quickly made their way out of the building, both excited about seeing their child for the first time. Mac was, in fact, pregnant and they took their first picture of their new baby, which made Harm cry. Being a parent was something he always wanted. Being a parent to him and Mac's child, made him even happier then he was.

"I love you, Mac," he whispered, when the doctor left them alone. "You are so incredible." Mac smiled and kissed him.

"I love you, too, Harm."

Ok, I got this idea guys...I need your opinions, cause that's what matters. I was thinking of skipping ahead until this child was about 22ish years old. I hate childhoods, cause mine wasn't that great...well, isn't, but getting better. ;-) So, you think I should do it in this, or I should end it with this and start a new one called How it should be: the future? It's up to you! Remember, your vote counts! Lol.