...Till Death Does Us Part Chapter III – Part 13/24
Disclaimer - See part one for all important informationThursday February 17
Harm and Mac's House
McLean, Virginia
6:35 PM
Harm pulled his SUV into the garage and got out of the car just as the garage door closed. He took a deep breath and opened the back door, grabbing his briefcase in one hand. He placed the briefcase on the roof of the car and started to unbuckle Ty from his car seat. Ty laughed and grinned at his father as Harm spoke to him.
"I know you're glad to be home. But Mommy's sick, so you can't play on her," Harm explained to his son as he babbled back to him. Harm chuckled and supported Ty in his arms. "I know. It's horrible that Mommy is sick, but you should have never given Daddy your cold on top of the one he caught from the Seahawk. And then why did you let me give it to Mommy?"
Harm closed the car door and grabbed his briefcase from the roof of the car before he and Ty walked up the few steps to the kitchen door leading to the garage. Once inside the house the two of them moved into the kitchen. Harm looked into the family room and found the couch empty, part of him hoping he would find the living room couch the same way.
Ty knew he was home and bounced in Harm's arms. "I know, home." Harm grinned to his son.
The two moved into the living room. Harm set Ty on the floor on his play mat. Ty giggled as he started to bat and grab at the small, brightly colored stuffed animals, which hung from the mat. Harm placed his briefcase under the small table and took off his coat, jacket, and tie. He walked over to the couch and softly chuckled.
On the floor next to the couch was a small trashcan filled with used tissues. A box of tissues sat next to it, along with an empty mug, and a water bottle. Harm looked at the mass on the couch and saw that Mac was passed out. She lay on her side, the blanket that was over her only covering her from the waist down.
Harm moved over to the couch and touched the blanket. He carefully moved it to cover Mac up, when she woke up. Her eyes blinked several times. "Hey," she softly groaned.
"Hey." Harm grinned back. "Did you sleep much?"
"For a while. Ty?"
"Playing on his mat." Harm pressed his hand to her cheek. "You're fever's down."
"Yeah, I think I'm starting to see the light at the end of this tunnel." Mac picked up the water bottle and took a sip before she sat up. "How was work?"
"Not too bad. I got Sturgis to settle out of court on the Sierra case."
"Ten years?" Mac asked as she wondered about the case she handed off to Harm.
Harm shook his head. "You'd be more comfortable if you were in bed. I know I like being in bed when I'm sick."
Mac rolled her eyes. "You also got this death-flu during the weekend and I had to take care of you. You whined more than Ty did."
Harm chuckled and was about to say something when the phone rang. "Hello," he said when he picked the phone up. Harm listened to the voice on the other end and handed it to Mac. "It's for you."
Mac took the phone from him. "Okay."
"I'm going to change and start dinner. Think you can handle some soup?"
"Sure," Mac said as Harm stood up from the couch and left the room. She turned her attention to the phone in her hands. "Hello."
"Hello, Sarah," Clay said with a smile on his face.
Mac felt her blood pressure start to rise. "Hello, Clay."
"How are you?"
"Sick, Clay. What do you need?"
"I need to speak with you about a mission."
Mac took a deep breath. "I told you in October that I did not want to be any part of your mission."
"I need your help on something else," Clay explained.
"Clay, I don't care what you need me for, my answer is no."
"I can get AJ to order you," Clay threatened.
Mac's stomach started to turn. "You could and I would refuse. My family is too important to me to let you screw it up."
Clay was silent for a moment. "Sarah, I know things that could be damaging to your family."
Mac sat up straight and felt her anger grow extremely high. "Stay away from my family, Mr. Webb, or you will live to regret it."
Clay ruefully chuckled. "Are you threatening me, Sarah?"
"No, Mr. Webb, I'm taking a page from your book."
"We will be talking later, Sarah. I hope you feel better. Goodbye." Clay hung up the phone before Mac could respond.
Mac hit the 'end' button on the phone and set it on the end table. She held her head in her hands and wondered what was wrong with Clay. She heard a small laugh and a tear of Velcro. She turned around and looked towards the sound. Ty was lying on his back with an animal from his play mat in his mouth, his feet kicking in the air. Mac smiled at him. "I hope you stay this way. Innocent and sweet."
CIA Headquarters
Langley, VA
7:10 PM
Clay looked at the papers in front of him. He slid the documents into the mailing envelope and addressed it. After the thick envelope was ready, he put his coat on and grabbed his briefcase. He picked the envelope and carried it out to his secretary. "Laurie, can you make sure this makes it into the mail."
Laurie took the package from her boss. "Yes, Sir."
"Thank you and have a good night."
"You too, Sir," Laurie smiled as Clay walked out of the office and towards the elevator.
Tuesday February 22
SEANAV Office
Washington D.C.
7:34 PM
"Sir, this just arrived for you," Mary Anderson said as she entered Secretary Sheffield's office.
Sheffield took the thick envelope from Mary. "Thank you, Mary."
"Is there anything I can do for you before I leave for the night, Sir?" Mary asked with a smile.
"No, Mary, have a good night."
"You too, Sir," Mary said before she left the office.
Sheffield slowly opened the envelope and pulled out the many papers inside. The letterhead of the paper on the top caught his attention. He then read the handwritten note. 'Thought you might find this interesting.' Sheffield slowly started to read the papers inside the packet and felt his temper grow as he learned the new information.
Harm and Mac's House
McLean, Virginia
8:20 PM
"Mac, are you sure it's no problem if we stay a few days," Trish asked as she and Mac enjoyed a cup of coffee in the kitchen.
"Trish, it's no problem what so ever. Harm's changing the bedding in the guest room for you and Frank. He just washed his bedding this weekend, so his room is ready for Sarah."
"But you're just getting over your cold."
Mac turned and faced Trish. "Trish, it's no problem. You couldn't control the weather. And I know Harm feels better knowing that the three of you are here and not driving through Pennsylvania in that snowstorm they're getting."
"We had just planned on stopping by for dinner."
Mac chuckled. "I know, but then Frank turned on the Weather Channel, and Harm went into protective-mode."
"Protective-mode, is that what you call that?" Trish laughed.
"You should have seen him when Ty got sick. You would have thought Ty had some life-threatening illness."
"He probably acted the same way when you got sick."
Mac blushed slightly, knowing how sensitive Harm was towards her while she was sick. "He did; it kind of made me glad that I got it during the week."
Sarah Rabb walked into the kitchen at the sound of Trish and Mac's laughter. "And what are you two talking about?"
"Harm," Trish responded.
"Good topic. Anything interesting?" Sarah asked as she sat down at the table.
"No more than usual," Trish stated.
"Mac, you're sure you don't mind Harm bunking with you? I could take the couch." Sarah asked already knowing the answer.
Mac sighed. "Sarah, if you took the couch Harm would blow a gasket. It's no problem."
"Besides they did it at Christmas, it's no problem," Trish said.
"Who did what at Christmas?" Harm asked as he walked into the kitchen on his way to the washroom with sheets in his arms.
"You and Mac slept together," Sarah said.
Harm stared at the women. "Do I want to comment?"
"If you do there is a very nice tub in my bathroom you can sleep in," Mac warned him with a small grin.
Harm grinned back and decided to stick to a safer topic. "Should I start this load or do it tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow, then we can toss the towels into it as well," Mac responded back to him.
"Got it." Harm turned and took the sheets into the washroom.
Frank came into the kitchen holding a wide-awake Ty in his arms. "This little guy wants his mommy."
Mac stood up and took Ty from his grandfather. "Why are you still up? Huh." Ty just smiled and patted his mother's arm before he buried his head in the crook of her neck. "Oh, you just wanted some loving. Is that it?" Mac lifted Ty above her head and looked up at him. "Is that it?" She brought him back into her arms and he snuggled back into her neck and held on to her.
Trish, Frank, and Sarah smiled at the scene between mother and son. Trish then looked towards the doorway of the washroom and saw her son staring at Mac. Harm's face was covered in pride and his eyes were devouring Mac with love. His heart was overfilling with emotion as he watched Mac being the perfect mother she was.
Trish glanced over at Sarah and she too was looking at Harm. The two women shared a small smile as they realized that Harm was just watching Mac without a care in the world. Sarah moved in her chair and it screeched across the floor, thereby breaking Harm's spell around Mac.
He blinked and walked over to the table and sat down. "So, Grandma, you were going to tell us about your cruise?"
"Yes, I was." Sarah smiled as she thought about her cruise to Jamaica and to the Bahamas. She ended up staying in the Bahamas for a few days with Trish and Frank, before she went back to the cruise. When she docked back in Norfolk, Trish and Frank met her there. Then the three drove up to Harm's and Mac's for dinner.
Sarah started to tell her family about her time on the islands. As she spoke, Harm moved next to Mac, who was now leaning against the counter top. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. Mac leaned her head against Harm's shoulder as Ty snuggled against his mother and slowly fell asleep to his great-grandmothers voice.
11:15 PM
Mac stepped out of her bathroom dressed in her flannel PJ's as Harm walked into the room with his uniform in hand. "Ty's okay?"
"Out like a light. Mom, Frank, and Grandma are going to take him out tomorrow." Harm hung his uniform up in Mac's closet. "We'll need to call daycare and tell them not to expect him."
"Good, I have to get in early tomorrow and prepare for court," Mac said as she got under the covers in her bed and checked to make sure Ty's monitor was turned on.
"Did you not finish up before dinner?" Harm asked as he slipped into the bathroom with his pajama bottoms and t-shirt.
Mac rested against her pillows. "I did, but you know how tenacious Bud's been in court lately."
"Yeah, Sturgis is just as bad," Harm commented before he started to brush his teeth.
"How's your case going?" Harm stepped out and shrugged his shoulders as he continued brushing his teeth. Mac chuckled at the sight. "That good?"
Harm walked back into the bathroom, finished his teeth and took care of other needs. A minute later, he walked into the bedroom. "The case is going okay; I'm just waiting for Sturg to pull something out of his bag of tricks."
Mac chuckled. "You mean someone else besides you has the right to use a bag of tricks in the courtroom?"
Harm slipped into bed next to Mac. "You're not funny."
Mac just chuckled more and shut off the light next to her causing the room to fall into darkness. Harm moved next to Mac and lay on his side. Mac looked over at him. Harm placed his arm across her waist and Mac rested her hands on his arm.
"Good night, Harm," Mac said before turning her head and giving him a soft kiss.
"Night, Mac," Harm said as they broke their goodnight kiss. They both settled down and fell asleep.
Wednesday February 23
Harm and Mac's House
McLean, Virginia
6:20 AM
Harm tried to roll over in bed, but found himself pressed against the softest body he'd ever felt. His eyes opened and focused on Mac. Her head was on the pillow they both were sharing. Their bodies were wrapped around each other and their legs were intertwined. Harm closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, the smell of Mac's lotion and perfume filling his senses.
He moved his head and gently kissed her forehead. The silky feel of her skin wasn't enough. He moved down to her cheeks, nuzzled his nose there, and left a soft kiss in his wake. He didn't know what came over him, but he found his own lips caressing Mac's. At first, there wasn't any motion from Mac, but very slowly, Mac responded to his lips on hers.
Within a few short seconds their bodies, hands, and mouths were attacking each other. Neither fully aware of their proximity to each other, Mac awoke to find herself in a position she honestly didn't mind. Harm had moved and pressed her against the bed. Her legs were under Harm, but fully feeling him. She moaned and they both realized what they were doing, but still they didn't stop.
Harm's mouth worked down Mac's neck, while his hand worked under her pajama top. Once her breast was firmly in his hand, his other hand cupped her face and gave her a kiss, which would remain in her thoughts for the rest of the day, and maybe the rest of her life.
Mac shifted a hand beneath Harm and ran it across his stomach. They both ached for her to touch him. She took her hand and flirted with his waistband. She lifted the edge and scooted her hand across his stomach and onto his bottom. She grasped at him and Harm pressed himself into her, letting her feel how much he wanted her.
Their lips and hands enjoyed each other. The only words spoken were moans and each other's names. Harm unbuttoned the top two buttons of Mac's PJ top and suckled on her soft skin. He moved his mouth towards her breast and was about to work his way towards her erect nipple when the sound invented by Satan interrupted them.
They both lifted their heads and looked on the nightstand. Suddenly both of their hands were slapping at the buzzing alarm clock. Once it was shut off, they looked back at each other, the mood shattered but still alive.
Harm stared into Mac's passion filled eyes, "Don't tell me to forget that."
"Don't agree with me by saying we got lost in a moment," Mac told him.
Harm still remained on top of Mac. He wanted her to understand everything that was going through his head. "I want to talk about this."
Mac moved her hand to his cheek. "We need to. But we don't have enough time right now."
Harm looked at the baby monitor and knew Ty would be up soon. For six months, this kid had his schedule, and at times, it was very annoying. "I know. Tonight after work, we're talking, okay?"
"Okay," Mac said before Harm leaned down and kissed her lips, one last kiss before they started their day. He pulled back and smiled. Mac grinned at him. "Why don't you take your shower first?"
"Okay." Harm rolled off her and found himself still ready for her. "I'll save you some cold water."
Mac laughed as he got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. "Thanks."
JAG
1:23 PM
"Sir, the SECNAV is here to see you," Jen said with her voice filled of nervousness.
AJ looked up from the file on his desk. He was about to say something when Sheffield walked into the room with a look of rage on his face. AJ stood up, but Sheffield waved him down. AJ looked at Jen. "That will be all, Coates. Close the hatch."
"Yes, Sir," Jen said as she walked out of the office and closed the door behind her.
"How are you today, Sir?" AJ asked.
Sheffield placed some papers into AJ's hands. "Read those and tell me how my day is, AJ." AJ picked up the papers. "I got those last night form a source. I checked them this morning; they're real."
AJ took a few minutes and looked over the papers in front of him. 'This isn't good,' was his only thought. "Sir, I..."
"I want to see them, now," Sheffield demanded.
"Yes, Sir," AJ said. He hit his intercom button and as soon as Jen picked up AJ cut him off. "Coates, get me Rabb and MacKenzie ASAP."
Coates knew this was not a good tone for the Admiral. "Yes, Sir." Jen quickly stood up and went into the bullpen. She spotted Harm talking to Sturgis outside his office and Mac giving Harriet something.
She moved towards them. "Commander Rabb, Colonel MacKenzie." Harm and Mac turned to face Coates. "The Admiral would like to see you two, ASAP."
Harm and Mac exchanged a look of worry. "Do you know about what, Jen?" Harm asked.
"No Sir, all I know is that the SECNAV is in there and they are not happy, Sir," Jen informed the two as they walked to AJ's office.
Harm knocked on the door and at AJ's 'enter,' he and Mac walked in and stood at attention. As the door shut behind them, AJ and Sheffield stood in front of both of them. AJ looked at Sheffield and waited for his boss to say something. He didn't have to wait that long.
"When were the two of you planning on informing the Navy about your marriage?" Sheffield asked as he crossed his arms across his chest.
End Part 13