Title: If things had been different
Author: Anaika Skywalker
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Rating: PG -13
Disclaimer: I don't own JAG; I just like to spread my wings occasionally.
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Winjan (Thanks for the idea), Jbird7986 (Thanks, I'm glad you're enjoying both my stories. As for promotions – yes but not in this chapter), r (I hope you made it to classes, I'm glad you think it's wicked sweet), and thanks to Emily, starryeyes10.
Author's Extra Note: I've wanted to bring Sergei into this story, but I haven't been able to find out a lot about his background, other then the mismatch of information given on the show. So I used Author's privilege, so things aren't the same as they are on the show, his age is different for one thing. This was done so it would fit into this story, and doesn't reflect what is seen on JAG.
If things had been different
Chapter Eight: Count Down: Part Three
Rabb residence: Falls Church, Virginia, Washington DC (Five hours before the Wedding)Jason went through the kitchen to the back door, the house was quiet, and Aunt Grace was over at Grandpa's looking after his step-dad and the groomsman and his Grandpa. He liked it that Aunt Grace and the admiral had gotten together. Pushing the door open he went out onto the back porch, since the door had been unlocked he knew someone was awake. That someone was Harmony. He watched her for a moment, since the incident with Palmer he knew she was having nightmares. She managed to hide that from their parents but not him. On the outside she was the same fun loving Harmony, but on the inside she was a frightened teenager struggling with what had happened.
"Hey Jace," her quiet voice broke into his thoughts.
"How did you know it was me?" He asked sitting next to her on the top step.
"I always know where you are," she said with a small smile.
"Really?"
She nodded. "You have great timing, I always know where those close to me are."
Jason saw the dark circles under her eyes. "Are you okay, you look tired."
"I'm fine, I just couldn't sleep."
"Nightmares again?"
She searched his face; she had been going to deny it but decided not to, nodding. She then looked away from his eyes to across the yard where Maverick was happily sniffing around.
"Harms," he slipped his arm around her. "Have you talked to mom or dad about them?
"No," she rested her head against his shoulder.
"You've got to talk to someone, Harms."
"I don't know if I can," she admitted.
"Why?"
"Because then it becomes real," she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. "I was so scared, Jace."
"Tell me," he urged, turning a little, drawing her into his arms. Being ready to comfort her.
She snuggled against him. "We'd just finished maneuvers over the ocean and were feet dry. Palmer pulled a pistol and I saw it in the mirror. He ordered us to land or if dad didn't comply he blow my brains all over the windscreen."
He felt her shudder. "It's okay, Harms."
"I landed," she continued as if he hadn't said anything, her voice haunting. "Dad and Uncle Tom behind me. He gathered us together and shot dad right in front of us, no hesitation, he just pulled the trigger," tears streamed down her cheeks. "I was so frightened and angry, I attacked him, I didn't think of my own safety. Next thing I know the pistol is going off and the look in Palmers eyes. I'll never forget that Jace. He was shocked and relieved."
Jason squeezed his eyes shut; he didn't know what to say, so he just held her.
"I didn't give Uncle Tom much of a choice on who was going to fly dad to the carrier, I got into the front seat and prepared to take off. I wanted dad safe."
"And you get him to safety," he said opening his eyes. "My God Harms, you landed on an aircraft carrier without hesitation, no formal training, only simulator time and tarmac landings."
"I didn't think much about it until I was down, I was helped out of the Phantom after they got dad out and as soon as my feet hit the deck, I felt like I couldn't stand up, it just hit me what I'd done. The next thing I know, Captain Ingles has swung me up into his arms and I'm being carried off the flight deck."
"You did something incredible Harms. You saved dad's life," he said rubbing her back. "I could never have done that carrier landing. When you fly it's so amazing, you're amazing."
"I've never wanted to do anything else," she confessed sitting up, she wiped her cheeks. "I love studying law and engineering, but I just want to fly."
"You will Harms," he assured smiling. "You're going to be the best Naval Aviator the Navy has ever seen. They'll send you to Top Gun and I bet you'll even end up being Cag one day."
Her smile brightened a little more and she blushed. "I bet you'll end up being the JAG, after mom of course."
"Or dad."
"No that would be interesting," she smirked and they both chuckled. "Thanks Jace."
"No problem, squid. That's what little brothers are for."
"And you're the best little brother a girl could ask for ninja boy," she said.
"I know," he bragged and they laughed again. "So do you want to go for a run?"
"Yeah, lets do it," she agreed.
Getting up they went inside, relocking the door before going up to their rooms to change. Trish and Frank were up when they came back down, the back door was opened and the screen door shut. Maverick was seated at Frank's feet.
"Morning Grams, Gramps," both teenagers greeted.
"Morning Jason, Harms," Trish, said with a soft smile. Noting both was dressed for running. "Where are you two going?"
"Running," Harmony answered.
"Alone?" Frank asked.
"No, Maverick is coming with us," Jason stated calmly.
Harmony grabbed the lead and the Germen Shepard was instantly by her side, she clipped the lead on.
"Are you sure you two should be jogging alone?" Their grandfather voiced his concern.
"We'll be fine, Gramps," Harmony said confidently. "Maverick will protect us, we went through the training with the K9 until at Washington Naval Yards."
"I don't know about this, Harms," her grandmother said worriedly.
"We'll be fine," Jason assured. "Harms has her cell and we'll run our usual route."
"All right but be careful."
Grinning the two teenagers headed out with the Germen Shepard; outside they stretched and then jogged off at a comfortable pace. As they ran, which they'd been doing for 5 minutes, 33 seconds, by his internal clock, Jason stole glances at his sister. She was only four months older then him and though he wasn't really interested in girls, he would have had to be blind not to notice Harmony. She was gorgeous, even at this age. Guys a little older then them recognized her, and noticed her a lot. She had a figure most girls begged for, great muscle tone and those eyes of hers. They were windows to her soul. She'd had her haircut to shoulder length and wore it braided.
What really made him steam was the fact the attention she got from boys was only going to get worse as they got older. In a few short years their time together, their little duo, was going to be broken apart. Then she'd want to start dating. Of course the guys would have to get past him, dad, Grandpa and Pop first. He chuckled, now that was going to be interesting.
"What are you chuckling about?" She asked.
"Nothing important," he dismissed a little embarrassed about being court by her. They kept going. "So do you think we're going to get a baby brother soon?"
"I hope so, hopefully before I go to the Academy," she mused, and then asked. "Are you going to apply for the Academy?"
He shrugged "I don't think so. I might just join the Marines either before or after I start law school. Apply for OCS, which can help me finish my degree and hopefully get assigned to JAG Headquarters."
"You'll make a great lawyer, Jace, I know how much you love the law."
"Thanks Harms."
A half an hour later they turned back and headed for home. Arriving back as Harriet arrived with little AJ.
"Morning Jason, Harms," she greeted.
"Morning Harriet," they said happily and Maverick woofed.
"Good morning to you too Maverick," Harriet chuckled.
"Doggy," AJ beamed and reached out for Harmony.
"That's right AJ, doggy," she mussed as she plucked him from his mothers arms. AJ giggled as she tickled him.
Jason smiled and took Maverick's lead from her. "Come on boy, let's go get you a drink," he said to the Germen Shepard and the dog woofed and hurried after him, as they went inside.
Harriet smiled also, addressing the teenager holding her son. "How are you sweetie, you look tired?"
"I'm fine, I had a talk to Jace that's helped a lot, and I'm going to be fine."
"Are you sure sweetie?"
She nodded. "I'm sure," she lent over and have her a one arm hug. "Thank Aunt Harriet," she whispered, and then with AJ giggling from her tickles, she went inside.
Harriet sighed, that girl was so like her father. Chuckling she continued getting the dresses out of the minivan.
"Excuse me?"
Pulling her head out of the minivan, she came face to face with a Marine Major. "Can I help you Ma'am?"
"I'm looking for Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie, I'm not sure I have the right address," the Marine announced.
"You have the right address," Harriet assured and held out her hand. "Lt. Harriet Sims-Roberts, I work with the Colonel. I'm also her maid of honor."
"Major Melinda Smith, I served with 'Mac' in Bosnia. She's getting married?" She asked after shaking the Lieutenant's hand.
"Yes Ma'am, today," Harriet revealed.
"Well let me give you a hand, Lieutenant," Mel insisted and gave her hand with the dresses, the bubbly blond explaining the wedding gown and bridesmaids dresses had been at her place to stop the groom from peeking, as they went into the house. They laid the gowns carefully over the lounge chairs.
"Mel!" And excited voice exclaimed.
She turned, seeing the teenager. "Jason?"
He rushed over and hugged her. "Hi Mel."
"God Jace, look at you, you're a handsome devil."
He blushed. "Thanks Mel."
Mel heard a second squeal, looking she saw her friend coming down the stairs. "Mac!"
"Mel." The two women hugged each other, Mac surprised to see her. "What are you doing here, I tried everything to find you."
"I've been transferred to the Pentagon, I got you address and came to see you. I though we could catch up," the Marine Major revealed. "Only I find out you're getting married. I want details."
Mac laughed. "You'll never guess to who?"
"Oh, I'm intrigued do tell?"
"Do you remember Mr. Yummy?"
Mel squealed again. "You're kidding?"
"No."
AJ ran into the room. "Aunty Mac, Aunty Mac."
Mac scooped her godson up into his arms. "Hey sweetie, did you escape from Harmony?" She asked and he nodded. She was going to comment more, when Harmony came down the stairs in her flight suit, carrying a flight bag with her helmet and flight gear, having showered and changed. "And where do you think your going, young lady?"
"With Uncle Tom, mom," she answered and heard a car horn. "We're going flying with dad and Uncle Jack."
"Oh no you're not."
Trish came in with Frank. "Mac, what's wrong?"
"Did you know they're going flying?"
Her soon to be mother-in-law nodded. "I did, you'd better hurry up, Harms, Tom is waiting."
"Yes Ma'am. I'll be back in time mom, don't worry," Harmony insisted and hurried out before more could be said.
Mac throw her arms up in the air in frustration before turning to her friend. "I give up. That was Harmony, my soon to be stepdaughter," she introduced then her in laws. "And my soon to be mother and father in law, Trish and Frank Burnett. Trish, Frank, this is Melinda Smith, we served together in Bosnia."
"It's nice to met you, Melinda," Trish said calmly.
"You too Ma'am, and it's Mel, Mrs. Burnett."
"None of that Ma'am business, Trish and Frank will do fine," she insisted.
Mel nodded. "I'll remember that."
Harriet chuckled, she wasn't use to seeing the usually came Marine frazzled. "Come and give me a hand to get the rest of the gear from the minivan, Jace."
"Yes Ma'am," he agreed and the left too.
Mel smiled. "Come and sit down Mac."
"I'll make you some tea, darling." Trish offered.
"Thanks."
"I'll look after AJ for a while, Mac, you and Mel catch up." Frank offered and took the little boy, heading for the den.
Mac shook her head and found a place to sit down with Mel. "I can't believe this is happening."
"Me neither, you're getting married." Mel exclaimed. "To Mr. Yummy of all people."
She chuckled. "Harm is a wonderful man, Mel and I love him so much."
"I can see that."
Harriet and Jason returned with Caroline Imes, and Vicky Hawks, Mac other bridesmaid's. Mac introduced Mel to them.
Mel shook their hands. "So you both work with Mac?" She asked.
"Caroline does," Vicky explained. "I'm Harm's RIO."
Two more women came in. "Sorry to just barge in Mac, but the door was open." One apologized.
"It's all right," Mac stated. "This is Major Melinda Smith, an old friend. Mel, Lieutenant's Caitlin McGregor and Samantha Stevens, Kat is Harm's wingman and Sam is her RIO."
"It's nice to meet you both," Mel said grinning, glancing at her friend. "You let your fiancé lose with three beautiful women, you must have him well under your thumb."
Vick, Caitlin and Samantha laughed, as did Harriet, Caroline and Jason.
Mac just rolled her eyes. "I don't have Harm under my thumb, I just trust him."
"Really."
"Yes."
"Did we see Harms in the Admiral's car, heading down the street?" Samantha asked breaking into the conversation.
"You did, they're going flying." Mac revealed.
"I knew they were planning something at the bachelor party."
Mac groaned. "I don't want to know."
Harriet crossed to her side. "Don't worry, everything will be fine. Harms will get back in time."
"Yeah mom," Jason assured. "You know Harms wouldn't do that to you. She may have jet fuel instead of blood in her veins, but she'll make sure they get back in plenty of time."
Mac groaned again. "Thanks Jace."
"No problem Mom," he remarked. "I'm going to fine Gramps, we need to be getting to Grandpa's."
"He's in the den with AJ."
"Okay," he said calmly and left.
Mac shook her head. "Why am I the only one stressed?"
"Because dear," Trish said having overheard everything, she handed her the tea. "You're the bride."
"Thanks Trish."
"You're welcome dear," she remarked calmly.
Mel just sat back and chuckled to herself, she was so glad she'd come today instead of going to the JAG office on Monday.
The Wedding
Mac paced the upstairs bedroom; she wore her bridal gown, a cream straight dress with spaghetti straps that went over her shoulders and crisscrossed down her bareback. The gown hugged at every curve, the skirt straight, it fell just to the top of her matching shoes. Her hair had been styled and flowers had been woven into her hair, she looked beautiful. Stopping her pacing, Mac glanced out the bedroom window; she saw Harm, Jack, and Sturgis Turner – Harm's friend form the Academy, Bud, Jason and little AJ were there. The men in their Dress Whites, Jason and AJ in white tux's, they all looked handsome. She was glad they'd decide to have the ceremony at the house in the back yard. It's all looked fantastic. An arch of white flowers stood at one end, while wooden chairs had been set up either side the white carpet aisle. The groom and his groomsmen all stood near the Chaplin.
The door opened and her father came in. "Ready to go honey?"
She nodded and picked up her bouquet. "I'm ready dad," she said and took his arm. He looked dashing in his Dress Uniform.
"Well lets not keep your squid waiting," he jeered.
He escorted his daughter out, going down the stairs, the photographer capturing their decent down the stairs. Her maid of honor and bridesmaids were waiting by the back door. All were in soft light blue gowns, very similar to the bridal gown. Since Harmony was first, she opened the back door and stepped out, that was the cue and the music started playing, she was followed down the aisle by Vicky, then Caroline and Harriet. When they reached the top, the music changed and the bridal march began. Joe Mackenzie escorted his daughter down the aisle to the man she was going to marry.
"Breath," Jack whispered in his friend's ear. "You weren't this bad the first time."
"I know," Harm said quietly.
They reached them, Joe giving his daughter to her future husband; both the bride and groom faced the Chaplin, who also was Sturgis' father.
Chaplin Turner asked who was giving this man to this woman and Joe replied he was, then he went to seat beside his wife.
The ceremony began: "Today we gather here to join Harm and Sarah in marriage. They have traveled many paths and trails on their journey, neither giving up on the love they shared. Today they stand before us, ready to declare their love and devotion to each other. To join two families together into one, to give a son a father, a daughter a mother." He paused, and then turned to Harm. "Repeat after me."
Harm did so. "I, Harmon David Rabb, take thee, Sarah Catherine Mackenzie to be wife and mother of my children. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; I promise to love you without reservation, for as long as we both shall live."
"Sarah will you repeated after me," the Chaplin said and lead her though her vows.
She smiled and did the same. "I, Sarah Catherine Mackenzie, take thee, Harmon David Rabb to be my husband and father of my children. To have and to hold from this day forward or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; I promise to love you without reservation, for as long as we both shall live."
Chaplin Turner gestured young AJ forward, the little boy carried a white cushion, and on it were two gold wedding rings. "The giving of rings is a symbol of your love and commitment to each other." He gently tapped the little boy on the shoulder and AJ held out the cushion to Harm.
Harm smiled and removed the smallest ring; taking Mac's left hand he slowly slid the ring onto her finger. "I give this ring as a symbol of my love, my devotion and my commitment to you, my wife."
Mac then took the last ring and slipped it on the ring finger of Harm's left hand. "I give this ring as a symbol of my love, my devotion and my commitment to you, my husband."
Little AJ returned to stand with Jason, Chaplin Turner smiled and declared. "With the saying of vows and the giving of rings. I now pronounce Harm and Sarah, man and wife. Harm you may kiss your wife."
"Aye, aye sir," he said and did just that, drawing her into his arms.
Their family and friends smiling happily, two families were finally one.
Jack signaled the guard of honor to form up as the bride and groom parted, ordering their swords drawn, he announced. "Presenting for the first time, Commander and Mrs. Harmon Rabb, Jr."
The bride and groom passed under the arch of swards, as they passed Jack, he lightly swatted Mac on the bottom. "Go Navy!" He cheered.
She laughed, as did Harm, nothing could spoil their day. Their family and friends congratulated them, before they were drawn away to have their photos taken. Then all moved into the house for a small reception, since the guests numbers were small, both Harm and Mac had agreed to just have drinks and finger food, all provided by a catering company.
Admiral Chegwidden, looking dashing in his Dress Whites, lingered outside with Grace while everyone else when in. She looked beautiful in her navy blue dress.
"AJ, you have a wicked gleam in your eye," she teased.
"That's because I have something in my pocket to give you," he smirked.
"Really?" She was already pressed up against him.
"Mm, why don't you slip you hand into my right pants pocket," he suggested and nibbled on her ear.
She slipped out of his arms and walked behind him, pressing herself up against him, she slipped her hand into the right pocket of his trousers, lingering more then she should have before finding and removing a blue jewelry box. He turned as she opened it, seeing the single diamond engagement ring. "Oh AJ."
Taking the ring, he got down on one knee and took her hand. "I love you Grace, I want to spend the rest of my days and nights with you. Marry me and be my wife?"
She was momentarily speechless, nodding as she found her voice. "Yes."
He slipped the ring on her finger, then stood, taking her in his arms kissing her.
From the doorway, Jason and Harmony stood watching, both of them grinning. "Mission accomplished," he whispered.
"Bravo Zulu," she responded and they headed back to the reception.
AJ reluctantly pulled away from his fiancé. "As much as I'd like to continue this. I think it's time I broke some news inside."
"You're going to tell everyone?" She asked, knowing what he was talking about.
"It's time," he answered, taking her hand, they went inside. In the living room, which had been removed of some of its furniture for this function, they were both handed a glass of champagne. He court Harm's attention and saw him nod, understanding. So he got everyone's attention. Soon the room became quiet. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to say a few words. As some of you know, this isn't Harm's first marriage, obviously, since he has a lovely daughter, who out flies him every chance she gets," he paused at the chuckles. "Harmony's mother and Harm's first wife, was a lovely woman named Emily," he saw Mac smile, encouragingly. "What most of you don't know is, Emily was my daughter." There were a lot of shocked gasps and whispers from those who didn't know. "Emily meet Harm while he was at the Academy, it was obvious to me they were very much in love and I gave my blessing when they wanted to get married. I liked Harm from the moment Emily brought him home, we connected, I became a father figure to him and he was the son I'd always wanted. Losing Emily when Harmony was little was hard on us both, as was losing his wings. I knew though Harm would get back on his feet and he did. When I became the JAG I found out the new rising star was one Lt. Commander Harmon Rabb, Jr. and I couldn't of been more proud. I watched him become an outstanding lawyer. And when Mac transferred in, I watched the two of them struggle with how they felt for each other and finally realize how in love they were. When Harm decided to change his designator, I did all I could to change his mind but to no avail. As my granddaughter said, I had to let him go." He paused seeing Harmony smile. "I did, but I'm sorry to say I wasn't too polite in it. I felt hurt and angry, not only because I was losing a damn fine lawyer, but also I felt like I was losing my son. I hurt him and I hurt myself, I'm sorry Harm."
Harm handed his glass to his wife and crossed over to his father, AJ gave his glass to Grace and the two men embraced. "Thanks dad."
"You're welcome son," he patted him on the back and they stepped apart.
Harm sidestepped, finding Mac beside him. "At least I don't have to worry about slipping up and calling you dad at the office any more."
Those around them laughed. "That's a matter of opinion," AJ taunted and everyone laughed again. He retook his glass and raised it up in the air. "To Harm and Sarah."
"To Harm and Sarah," everyone toasted.
"On a more lighter note," AJ added, looking to Mac. "When you do become pregnant, Mac, and I do say when," he jeered. "Take your maternity leave before your due date. I'm getting a little too old to be delivering babies in my office."
Mac blushed. "Yes sir," she said as they laughed.
"Now that's a matter of opinion," Grace whispered in AJ's ear. "You didn't feel old last night."
"Nor do I feel old right now," he hissed through his teeth. "Just you wait until later."
"I plan too," she purred in a sexy voice that only he could hear.
That afternoon, after everyone was gone. Harm and Mac stood on the back porch in each other's arms, savoring the quietness. They weren't leaving until morning. They were driving to see his grandmother before flying to Hawaii for their honeymoon. Trish and Frank were staying in the house with Harmony and Jason until they returned, giving Grace time with AJ. The six of them had gone out, giving Harm and Mac the afternoon alone.
"You're quiet Mrs. Rabb?" Harm whispered in her ear.
She shivered. "I was just enjoying being held by my husband," she mused.
"Really?" He nibbled at her ear; they spent most of the afternoon in bed. Having dressed and come down when his darling wife's stomach had became to grumble.
Mac turned in his arms, kissing him, running her hands beneath his shirt. "Mmm, you might know him, handsome naval aviator."
"Never heard of him," he teased. "You'll just have to put up with me." He pressed her hard against the rail, so she could feel what she was doing to him. "Want to go up stairs?"
"I though you'd never ask," she said with a sexy moan.
Harm swung her up into his arms and carried her inside, and back up to their room, making love to her.
It was almost evening when they heard voices down stairs. "I guess it's time to get up?" Mac stated.
"I guess it is," he agreed. "Shower?"
"Thought you'd never ask," she giggled and they went into the adjoining bathroom.
Grace and AJ had left by the time they came down, Trish and Frank were in the kitchen, and Harmony and Jason were in the living room, all the furniture was now back in place.
Frank smiled as they entered the kitchen. "Well if it isn't our lovebirds, I didn't think you two would find your way out of the bedroom."
Mac blushed and Harm shook his head. "We just followed the sound of voices and the smell of coffee," he smirked.
"We get the point darling," his mother said smiling and poured them both a cup of coffee, setting both cups before them on the table.
They sat down. "Thanks mom."
She sat next to Frank. "Grandma Sarah is looking forward to seeing you both, she was disappointed she couldn't be here for the wedding."
"We'll tell her all about it," Mac promised. "And when we get the photos back, we'll all go visit and show her."
"She'll like that."
In the lounge, Harmony and Jason were sprawled on the sofa, both of them half asleep. "So did you talk to dad when you went flying?" he asked.
"No," she shook her head. "I talked to Uncle Tom, I need some more time to think things through before I talk to dad and mom."
"You'll be fine, Harms," he promised and heard the doorbell ring. "I'll get it." Getting up, he went to the front door and checked the spy hole first before opening it. "Hi Mr. Webb."
"Afternoon, Jason, are your parents still here?"
He nodded. "Yeah, they don't leave until tomorrow, come on in," he insisted, wondering who the teenager was with Clayton Webb. They went in and he shut the door. "I'll go get mom and dad." He offered and hurried off to the kitchen.
Harmony sat up. "Hi Mr. Webb."
"Hello Harmony." Clay greeted.
Harm and Mac came in with his parents and Jason. "Clay," Harm agreed
"Harm, Sarah," he said. "We need to talk."
They all sat down, Harm noticed the teenager will Clay looked nervous and uncomfortable. "What's going on, Clay?"
"This is Sergei Zhukov," Clay introduced and came straight to the point. "Your brother."
"That's not funny, Clay." Mac snapped.
"I wasn't being funny, Sarah," he said calmly, and explained to them how while in Russia he'd been at the American Embassy when Sergei had arrived claiming to be the son of Lt. Harmon Rabb, an escaped POW. He'd taken special interest and taken over the claim, a DNA test had been performed, proving Sergei was telling the truth. "I thought Sergei deserved the chance to meet his American family."
Harm felt numb, he'd known his father had escaped and been killed saving a young woman's life, but to have fathered a son. He looked to his mother; she had tears in her eyes, disbelief expressed on her face and betrayal. Getting up he rushed out of the house to the back yard. How could his father have done this?
"Dad?" Harmony had followed him outside; she knew how much this was eating him up. "It's not his fault, daddy. He didn't ask to be born."
"I know Harms, I just," he didn't know how to explain what he was feeling.
She moved to stand before him, taking his hand in hers. "If it had been you, if mom and I had been told you were MIA. If I'd grown up thinking just maybe you were still alive but couldn't get back to us. Then found out you'd found love with another woman, I would have been grateful to know that for a brief moment you felt you could love again," she didn't hold back the tears that slid down her checks. "Daddy for a brief time, Grandpa Harm was happy. The union of that love he found is Sergei, don't deny him that by shutting him out."
Harm didn't stop his own tears. He drew his daughter into his arms and held her, feeling her arms around him. "I won't, Harms, I won't."
Sergei came out of the house, seeing the two of them. He wanted very much to be apart of this family, to get to know his big brother and niece. He walked over to them, hesitating a little. "Please, we can talk?"
Harm released his daughter and they turned, wiping his eye. "Yes," he gestured the boy over and hugged him. "Welcome home, Sergei."
"Thank you brother."
Harmony wrapped her arms around both of them, being drawn into their embrace.
Unknown to them, Sarah and Clay stood at the back door. "I think everything is going to be all right, Clay," she said softly.
"I hope so, Sarah. Sergei deserves some happiness, he's a bright boy."
Trish came up behind them. "Are you sure he's Harm Sr.'s son?"
"Yes Mrs. Burnett."
"He does look a little like his father," she said sadly.
Mac slipped her arm around her mother in laws shoulders; she knew this must be hard on her. "He knew he would never get home. Sergei is his legacy."
"No offence Mrs. Burnet, but by the time Sergei was born. Harm Sr. was already dead. Your son was at the Academy happily dating Emily Chegwidden and you had Frank Burnet," Clay stated bluntly. "Sergei's mother however had to fight hard to feed and cloth her son. To send him to school, he never had it easy."
"I realize that, Mr. Webb," she said, then pushed past him, going out to her son, granddaughter and the teenager. She couldn't say angry with him or his father, in a way she understood.
Sergei turned to, greeting her. "Mrs. Burnet…"
She interrupted him. "Sergei, you're my son's brother, I won't have you calling me Mrs. Burnet. If mom is too uncomfortable for you, then Trish will do fine," she told him and saw the relief on his face, and his smile. It made her heart ach a little; she put her hand to his cheek. "You are your father's son."
He hugged her as she hugged him, feeling he had come home.
Frank and Jason joined Mac and Clay on the porch, Frank having turned the outside light on. "I rang AJ and explained the situation."
"Thanks Frank," Mac said with a comforting smile.
"Well, my job is done," Clay, announced. "Sergei has everything he needs to stay in America legally. I have his bags in the car."
"I'll come out and collect them," Frank offered.
"Thank you, Mr. Burnet," he turned to Mac. "Congratulations on your Wedding, Sarah."
"Thanks Clay."
He nodded and left with Frank.
Jason moved to stand next to his mom. "Is everything going to be all right now, mom?"
"Everything will be fine, Jace," she assured. "We're family."
"Including Uncle Sergei?"
She nodded, smiling. "Uh huh, come one," she urged and they joined the rest of the family.
Harm slipped his arm around his new wife, smiling. Maybe he didn't get his father back, but he did now have a little brother. One, that he knew thanks to asking, that was only two years older then his daughter, but a little brother anyway. Now he just had to explain this all to his Grandmother and Mac's parents. "How about we take this inside," he suggested. "We can order pizza."
Harmony was about to comment when she heard barking and then growling, Maverick had been with the next-door neighbors for the day, they must of let him back into the yard and he knew someone new was there. Spotting the dog heading straight for her Uncle, she moved quickly, getting between them. "Maverick down!" She commanded and the dog obeyed, sitting, she hankered down beside her pet. "Maverick, this is Uncle Sergei, he's family." She reached out and took Sergei's hand, pulling him down to them, letting the dog sniff his hand. "See, family. You're to protect him too, Mav."
Maverick gave a friendly woof and then happily licked Sergei's face as he scratched his ears, the rest of the family chuckling.
Later that night, as Mac lay in her husband's arms, she went over the day in her mind. When she woke up that morning, she was graining a husband and a daughter. Now she had a brother in law to add to the list. Sergei was bunking in with Jason until they could get furniture for the spare room, which was at the moment an upstairs office. Not that Jason minded having Sergei bunk with him.
Harm gave her a gentle squeeze. "Penny for your thoughts?"
She smiled. "I was just thinking about today."
"We never do anything by halves, do we?"
"No," she rolled over, snuggling back in his arms. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah," he caressed her shoulder. "It would be easy to be angry, but I can't be. He's my brother. He's not much older then my daughter, but he's still my brother."
She smiled and straddled him. "And he's a lot like you," she mused.
"Really?" He ran his hands up her thighs. "How so?"
"Well," she wiggled her hips. "He likes flying, and is looking forward to going up in 'Sarah' with you when we get back. And I bet Harms will convince him to go flying with her in one of the Phantoms."
"Mmm, another aviator for the family," he shut his eyes and enjoyed what she was doing to him. The feel of her lips, the touch of her hands, she teased and aroused until he could take no more, making love with her. Eventually they fell asleep in each other's arms unaware that not all in the house were sleeping peacefully.
In her room, Harmony was tossing and turning, cough within another nightmare, screaming as she woke up. Her body covered in sweat, her heart beating rapidly.
Jason stumbled into the room; Sergei with him, both had heard her. "Harms," the younger made it over to her. "Are you all right?" She nodded and then shook her head, as a sob escaped her lips. Jason sat on the bed and held her, letting her cry.
A little confused by it all, Sergei went and sat the other side of her. "Nightmares my niece?"
She pulled away and nodded. "I can't seem to get rid of them, Uncle Sergei."
"You must face your fears," he told her.
"The source of her nightmares is dead, Uncle Sergei," Jason revealed. "Harms was struggling with him, when his gun when off and he shot himself."
"This is what you see?" Sergei asked her, not really understanding.
"No," she didn't pull away when he slipped his arm around her. "In my dreams, the gun goes off and it's me he shots. I can feel the pain and see the blood all over my hands."
"You feel guilt, correct?" He asked guessing.
She nodded. "I don't know why, I didn't shot him, he shot himself."
"Then you must except that."
"Uncle Sergei is right, Harms," Jason, agreed. "It wasn't your fault."
"We will stay with you, protect you and you will sleep," Sergei told her. "No more nightmares tonight."
"It's a good thing I have a double bed then," she said lightly.
"Yes, a good thing."
Jason chuckled and the three of them got comfortable, the two boys lying on to of the covers.
It was early when Harm and Mac woke to leave; they dressed and packed, checking on the kids before leaving. Finding the three of them together. Sergei lying on his back, Harmony snuggled up against him, her head on his chest, and his arm around her. Jason was spooned up against her, his arm around her, her hand clutched tightly in his.
Shutting the door, Harm sighed. "She had another nightmare, that's why they're there."
"She still hasn't said anything to you?"
"No, she talked to Uncle Tom through."
"Harm, I think it's time we had her talk to a doctor, this can't go on." Mac declared.
"Yeah, I know," he agreed. "When we get back, I'll talk to her and we'll convince her to see the doctor at Bethesda. Until then I'll get mom to keep an eye on her."
"She'll be fine, Harm, she's a Rabb," she assured. "Come on, we need to get on the road."
Going down stairs they found Trish up. "Morning."
"Morning mom, you didn't need to get up." Harm told her.
"Of course I did," she handed Mac a thermos. "Coffee," she told her. "Take it easy on the road."
"We will."
"Mom can you keep an eye on Harms, she's having nightmares?" Harm asked her.
"Over what happened?"
He nodded. "Maybe we should wait and…"
His mother interrupted him. "Harm, she'll be fine. I handled you when you were having nightmares over Vietnam, I can handle your daughter. We'll have a talk, girl to girl," she assured. "Now get going, Grams will be waiting for you."
He yielded. "All right."
She walked them out. "Be careful."
"We will," Mac assured.
As they drove away, Trish sighed. Years ago, when Harm had gone to Vietnam looking for his father, he'd come home a different teenager to the one who'd left and he'd suffered badly from nightmares, but they'd gotten through it. She'd gotten him through it and she'd get Harmony through hers.
"Mom?"
Trish turned seeing Sergei, smiling at the fact he'd called her mom. "Yes sweetheart?"
"Is everything all right?"
She came back in. "Everything is fine," she assured. "I'll make you some tea, I hear you had a long night."
He nodded. "Perhaps you can explain what happened to me?"
"I can do that, then you can help me help Harms," she answered and saw him smile. "What is it?"
"You all address Harmony as Harms, it seems unusual."
"I'll explain that to you too," she said and slipped her arm around his waist. "We've a lot to talk about young man."
"I believe we do," he agreed. "I would like to know all about my family."
"If I told you everything Sergei, you might decided to return to Russia," she mussed.
"I can not. There is nothing for me in Russia," he said sadly.
"Oh Sergei, I'm sorry."
He managed a smile. "My home is here now, with my family. Harm and Mac said I could stay with them as long as I wish."
"And if you want you can come and live with Frank and I, it's your chose," she said gently.
"Thank you mom."
"You're welcome darling. Come on lets have that tea." Trish insisted and they went to the kitchen together.
Upstairs in Harmony's room, Jason lay awake; Harmony still nestled in his arms asleep. He did want to move encase she woke. Having her in his arms coursed a funny feeling in his stomach, one he didn't understand. He just knew he liked having her there in his arms. One day he hoped to understand it, but for the time being he was just happy to have her there in his arms.
To be continued….