0910 Local
FAIR GROUNDS
FALLS CHURCH, VIRGINIA

Mac's POV

I try to have patience but if Renee does not remover her hand from my husband's arm she will feel the wrath of one very angry and very pregnant marine.

"We ran into each other the other day and Mic asked if I would like to join him, so I thought 'Hey what the heck? It might be fun,' and here I am," Renee's voice floated around the fair grounds. I smiled in approval as I watched Harm remove her hand for what had to be the fifth time.

"Attention! All couples, the dance contest will be beginning in about five minutes so round up your partners and head to the dance floor for the first two practice dances," the DJ announced and Mic dragged Renee off to the dance floor.

"I'll see you during our first break okay?" Harm asks kissing me softly before offering Jen his hand and then moving to the dance floor as well,

"Well I won't have gone far," I mumble to myself going to find a seat where I can keep an eye on Renee and Mic as well as watch my husband.

1200 Local
FAIR GROUNDS
FALLS CHURCH, VIRGINIA

"Here you go, sweetie," Harm set a plate in front of me and sat next to me with his own plate. He had gotten Trey from the daycare staff and was now sharing his lunch with him.

"Thank you," I turned slightly watching the interaction between father and son as I ate my meal. Harm would hand a bite of hotdog to Trey and he would suck on it for a while and then try to hand it back to Harm.

"Honey, do you think you could take him for a minute?" Harm asked after Trey had dropped a rather good bit of ketchup on his white shirt.

"Sure, come to Mommy," I smiled, as Trey giggled reaching for me as I reached for him, "Don't laugh at Daddy." I tried to contain my own laughter, as Harm only seemed to make the small red spot a very large pink spot.

"I give up, Jen will just have to settle for a ketchup stained partner," he laughed; throwing down the napkins he had been using a turning to us. "What are you two laughing at?"

"You, because even you have to admit it's pretty funny," I laughed, placing a hand on my belly where the baby was letting his or her presence be known.

"You know Harm, if I didn't know any better I'd say you forgot how to feed yourself," Renee's voice penetrated our nice family moment.

"One-year olds can be quite messy," I supplied, noticing how she only seemed notice myself and Trey after I had spoken.

"Wow, you don't waste anytime do you Mac?" she replied sarcastically, "I mean he's only one and I'd say you are what? Five months pregnant?"

"Yes, and it really isn't any of your business," Harm butted in taking Trey from me as he started to squirm.

"Hey Mate, no need to get up tight about it," Mic joined the conversation.

"Stay out of this Mic," I started only to watch in horror as his fist shot out barely missing Harm as he tucked Trey into he chest.

"Hey, what is going on over here?" The Admiral's voice brought myself and Harm to attention as Mic recovered from his missed swing.

"Commander Brumby just tried to hit Commander Rabb," I supplied being the senior officer.

"Was this attack provoked?" the Admiral addressed Mic.

"Yes sir," he answered looking to Renee, "Commander Rabb was speaking unkindly to Miss Peterson."

"Commander Brumby! That is no excuse to take a swing at another officer, especially not when he is holding a child. Do I make myself clear?" the Admiral bellowed drawing the attention of everyone around us.

"Yes sir," he crisped, turning to Renee, "Let's go luv, we've got a dance contest to win."

"Is Trey okay?" the Admiral asked once Mic and Renee were gone.

"Yes sir, I made sure he was out of the way," Harm answered checking over Trey again as he laughed at our serious faces.

"Okay you two I think we've had enough excitement for today, why don't you just go home?" the Admiral suggested.

"We wouldn't want Jen to be left without a partner," I spoke up, spying her walking towards us.

"That's okay, Ma'am I don't mind, honestly the only reason I was entered was because it was an order," she smiled, having overheard my previous comment.

"Very well then, I guess we'll be on our way, we'll see you Monday morning," I carried our plates to the trash as Harm took off to grab Trey's diaper bag and then meet at the car.

"I love you, you know that?" I sighed sinking into the front passenger seat.

"I love you too, now let's got home and hopefully we'll have a very uneventful weekend from here on out."