...Till Death Does Us Part Chapter III – Part 23/24 PG-13

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Harm and Mac's House

McLean, Virginia

10:21 PM

Harm stepped out of the shower and dried off as he thought about the day. "Damn," was the only word that could come from his mouth. AJ was in the hospital, luckily he would be okay. But poor Bud and Harriet, it felt like every now and then things would just hit them out of nowhere.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door. He looked towards Mac's bedroom and saw the light was on. He walked down to his room, thinking about what tomorrow would bring. Neither he nor Mac had talked about it, but he knew it was weighing on both of their minds. Tomorrow at one o'clock, they would sign their divorce papers.

He sighed heavily as he got dressed in a pair of jeans and t-shirt. He pulled the shirt over his head as he heard a sound from Ty's baby monitor. He turned towards the white box and knew Mac was in there. Harm sat on his bed and just listened as Mac moved around the nursery. He chuckled at the thought that even though Ty was at AJ's and Meredith's she still checked to make sure everything was okay in Ty's room.

His chuckles stopped when he heard the distinct sound of a light sob. His eyes grew wide as he wondered what Mac was thinking. Another sob exited from the monitor and he quickly left his room and walked towards the nursery.

Mac stood next to Ty's crib and held onto his bunny. Harm walked into the room. "Mac?"

"He's not going to be able to sleep tonight," Mac said in a whisper.

Harm walked over to her and saw the bunny in her hands. He smiled softly. "He's got Cere in his bag, he'll be fine."

"No, he won't," Mac said.

Harm put his arms around Mac, her back pressed to his chest. Their hands wrapped around the bunny. "He's with his Godfather AJ, he'll be fine. If they have any problems, they'll call. Which they won't since Jimmy is with them too." Mac was silent and Harm knew it wasn't the bunny that was bothering Mac. He rested his chin on Mac's shoulder. "You want to tell me what's wrong?"

"What if it was Ty today and not AJ?"

Harm knew she was serious, everyone with kids wondered that today at JAG. He tried to answer her in a serious and calm voice, but failed. "His first birthday is in two weeks. He's just starting to master taking a few steps on his own."

Mac turned in his arms and looked up at Harm with a hurt face. "How can you joke about this?"

"I'm not joking. I'm stating a fact. What happened to AJ today will not happen to Ty anytime soon," Harm quickly defended himself worrying that Mac would get defensive on him.

Mac looked up at Harm, took a deep breath, and rested her head against his chest as her arms wrapped around his waist. "I'm sorry."

Harm didn't laugh, he just held her. He realized he had the bunny in his hand and gently tossed it in Ty's crib. "It's okay. Ty's fine."

"I know," Mac softly murmured into his chest.

He ran his hands down her back and soothed Mac. "I promise nothing bad will happen to Ty."

Mac lifted her head from his chest. "How can you promise that? We can't control everything that happens to Ty."

"I know, but we can try."

A tear fell out of Mac's eye. "How? Our parents couldn't protect us?"

Harm took Mac's face into his hands and gently held her. He looked into her eyes and for once saw the fear that was there. He thought carefully about his words. "Maybe they couldn't protect us and maybe we won't be able to protect Ty from the evils of the world. But we're sure as hell going to try to." Mac's face softened and the look in her eyes changed. Harm noticed the change and continued. "We've been hurt a lot in our lives and everything that has happened to us, has led us to here. I wouldn't get rid of one bad thing if it meant I wouldn't have you here."

Mac just continued to stare at Harm, his words circled around her head and she had no idea what to say to him. He moved one hand to her shoulder and down her arm to hold her hand. Mac looked at their hands and the feel of his hands rushed through her body. Mac reached up with her free hand and rested it on Harm's cheek. Then she slowly leaned forward and brushed her lips across his.

The gentle brushing reminded Harm of the nights they spent apart and the few kisses that they had shared. He responded and pressed his lips against hers. They lightly kissed and very slowly their arms wrapped around each other as the kisses grew. As they deepened urgency entered the kisses, they both wanted and needed more from the other.

Mac's tongue moved across the seam of Harm's lips. Harm let his tongue tentatively touch Mac's and suddenly neither one of them could get enough of the other. Harm's hands moved down to Mac's back and pressed her against him. Mac in return pressed her body and felt all of him.

Reality started to make its way into Harm's head. He tore his lips away from Mac's. Mac opened her eyes and saw the desire, confusion, and wanting in Harm's eyes. What she didn't know was that he saw the same things in her eyes.

Harm took a deep breath. "We need to stop, Mac."

Mac knew why he was saying that, but she didn't want to. "I don't want to."

Harm was surprised by her words. Usually she was the first one to pull back. Before he could ask why, Mac trailed her hand to his face and she brushed it across his flushed cheeks, before licking her lips. "I don't want to stop, Harm."

Harm gulped and tried to say something again, but was stopped as Mac's lips trailed across his neck. She kissed her way up his throat and towards his ear. "I want to forget about today, Harm. I want to forget all the bad things and just focus on you." She moved towards his other ear where she nibbled on it for a few seconds. "Help me forget, Harm."

"How?" Harm asked in a voice filled with desire.

She lightly kissed his lips and looked up at him. Her eyes pleaded with his passion-filled eyes. "Make love to me."

Harm lost himself in those pleading eyes. If he could have found his voice at that moment in time, he would ask her the questions which were running through his mind, but he didn't. He couldn't speak, his heart pounding in his chest. Mac didn't wait for a response; she pressed her lips to his and their mouths mated in the way they wanted their bodies to.

Before rational thought could come to either one of them, Mac found herself pressed against a wall in Ty's nursery. Her lips tore at Harm's as they both fought for the upper hand. There was pure passion erupting from both of them. Harm moved his lips down her throat, nipped and kissed the spots he knew she liked.

Mac needed to feel more of him and moved her hands under his t-shirt. They crossed against his stomach and chest. She felt the tight and strong muscles; she also felt a burning desire to run her lips across the taunt area. Harm's hands, meanwhile, were trying to unbutton the top of Mac's uniform.

"Bedroom," Mac moaned as Harm slipped a hand successfully through the unbuttoned blouse.

"Great idea," Harm softly said lifting his head from Mac's neck. Their eyes locked and they softly smiled at each other. Then their lips met as they moved from Ty's room to Mac's bedroom.

Much Later

Very slowly Harm lowered himself onto Mac's body in a state of full relaxation, moving his hand to hold her head close to him. Mac lifted her heavy arms and held him to her. They remained like that, trapped inside and around each other, and not wanting to go anywhere for a very long time.

Of course a very long time only lasted until they got cold. Harm felt the coldness first as his skin cooled against the air in the room. He reluctantly removed himself from Mac's body and they both crawled underneath the blanket and sheet. As soon as they were settled, Mac surprised Harm by moving on top of him. Her head rested on his shoulder as her whole body pressed against him.

Harm rested his hand on her back and bottom and Mac kissed his neck and shoulder. Harm felt the kisses and moved his head so he could return the favor. Soon enough they were exchanging soft, nibbling kisses on each other's faces and lips.

'I love you,' rushed through their heads, but neither one of them shared those words with the other.

Harm moved his lips to Mac's ear and nibbled on it. He moved his tongue behind the shell of her ear and Mac giggled, causing Harm to chuckle. "Something else you like."

"Maybe," Mac coyly said.

Harm looked her in the eyes. "Maybe?"

"Yeah, maybe," Mac repeated as she did the same thing to his ear. Her reward was a soft moan. "You like it too."

Harm rolled Mac beneath him and grinned at her. "Well, let's see what else you like."

They started playing a lovers game of discovering each other once more, neither one worrying about what the night had brought, nor what the morning would bring them. After a round of fooling around they slept wrapped around each other.

Friday August 19

3:23 AM

Harm slowly woke up and vaguely remembered where he was. Last night he was staring at the cold steel of the Seahawk and hearing the rumbling of the planes taking off. This morning he was lying on a soft bed with a soft body pressed against him. The only sound he heard was Mac's gentle, even breathing.

He looked over to his right and smiled at her. She was facing him and only one arm was around him. Harm carefully noticed Ty looked like her when he slept. He gently lifted Mac's arm off him. He then got out of the bed and went into the bathroom to deal with why he woke up at this early hour.

Once he finished his business, he washed his hands and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His hair was a mess and Mac had given him a few light marks on his skin. He just grinned, knowing she had a few, too. He hoped that none of them would attract any attention, but he really didn't care.

As he walked back to the bed, he was hit with a sudden wave of déjà vu. Mac had rolled onto her back and the moonlight was kissing her skin, giving it a glow. She looked like that angel sent to guide him to a place he had never been before. He had seen this same thing their first night, and he remembered he wanted to replace the moonlight with his lips and hands. He still had that feeling and this time there was nothing keeping him from doing that.

He guided himself into the bed and carefully moved the sheet off her chest. Her nipples grew tight as the colder air pressed against them. He started his mission by kissing her shoulders and slowly moving his hands to her breast.

Mac moaned softly, but was still lost in dream world. Harm grinned and worked his way up her neck, he caressed the spot he discovered with his tongue and Mac whispered his name.

"Mac, wake up," He softly commanded into her ear.

Mac's eyes opened and gazed into his. "Hi."

"Hi," Harm responded as he moved on top of Mac. "I woke up."

Mac wrapped her arms around him as her legs accommodated him between hers. "And you had to wake me up, too."

"Yeah." He kissed her lips and forced them open. "I knew you wouldn't mind," he added as he ended the kiss.

Mac chuckled and let her hand run down his back. Harm saw something out of the corner of his eye and looked on Mac's nightstand. It was a sliver frame and inside the frame was a picture of Ty. Harm smiled and turned back to Mac.

He leaned down to kiss her when something connected in his brain. "Shit."

"What?" Mac asked, worried that she had done something.

Harm moved off Mac and rolled on to his back next to her. His hands covered his face. "Shit."

"What?" Mac's voice was slightly louder then before. "Harm, what is it?"

Harm uncovered his face and looked at her. "We screwed up, Mac."

"With what?"

"We forgot to use protection," Harm stated and cursed himself again.

Mac looked confused at him and then it dawned on her. She bit her lower lip and thought about what to tell him. "Ummm... Actually Harm, we didn't."

Harm stared at her as if she was a fool. "Yes, we did Mac. I didn't use a condom."

"I'm on the pill," Mac softly told him.

Harm scoffed at her. "A lot of good that did us the night Ty was conceived."

"I wasn't on it then, when Ty was conceived," Mac told him, knowing she would have to explain this to him.

Harm stared at her. "I'm confused. You're on the pill, but you weren't on it when you got pregnant with Ty."

"Right."

"Then when did you start taking it?" Harm asked.

Mac bit her lip again. "You remember Christmas Eve?" Harm shook his head. "The two of us on the couch."

"Definitely." Harm grinned.

"If that person upstairs hadn't used the bathroom, we would have had sex that night," Mac stated. Harm didn't doubt her, god knows he wanted her. "Well, I figured that it was probably only a matter of time before we ended up in bed together. And it was better to be safe than sorry."

Harm thought about her actions and reasoning and decided it did make sense, all though he didn't like the idea of Mac knowing they would eventually end up in bed together. "Did you plan tonight?"

"No, in fact I've been trying to avoid this."

Harm laughed and Mac stared at him. "Well, you did a really good job last night," he joked.

Mac laughed with him and very quickly she was being held by Harm. Her chest pressed against his. "Harm?"

"Yeah." He pushed back a loose strand of hair from her face.

"Can we stop talking for the night?"

"Why?"

"I want to get back to avoiding reality," Mac said as her hand traveled down his body and physically told him what she wanted.

Harm grinned. "I like that idea."

He then rolled her onto her back and returned to his mission of replacing the moonlight with his lips and hands.

End Part 23