…Till Death Does Us Part Chapter IV (The Conclusion) – Part 11/12
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Sunday December 25

Rabb Farm

Belleville, Pennsylvania

7:34 PM

Sarah Rabb walked into the living room to find her family. Trish and Frank were sitting on the couch with Ty and Gonzo, their newest family member, playing with one of Gonzo's new toys. And there on the floor, lost in their own world, were Harm and Mac. Harm was holding Mac in his arms and whispering into her ear as their hands were wrapped around each other's. Sarah carefully looked and smiled as she saw one of Harm's fingers running across the beautiful wedding band and diamond ring Mac was now wearing.

"Okay, I think it's about time we exchange our presents," Sarah announced to her happy little crew.

"Presents!" Ty screamed causing Gonzo to bark at his new best friend.

"Tyler," Harm said sternly to his son to calm him down.

Ty quickly got a remorseful look on his face for his outburst. "Sorry."

Mac smiled at her son. "It's okay, Ty. We're all excited, but Gonzo's not used to Christmas yet."

Ty smiled and climbed off the couch and quickly walked over to his mother's lap and settled into her arms. "Okay, Mommy."

Trish and Frank shared a good laugh at the young boy, who was very excited. His excitement was not only because of the gifts under the tree, but it might have something to do with the cookies and brownies his grandparents were feeding him all day.

"Ty," Trish started. "Why don't you help Great-grandma with the gifts?"

Ty smiled. "Okay." He got out of Mac's arms and walked over to Sarah.

Between the two of them they passed out the gifts in record time. Soon the living room was filled with torn wrapping paper and thank you's. Ty was the most excited when he opened one gift to reveal a brand new fire truck with a siren. Harm looked at Sarah who had a knowing smile on her face. "I think the fire-truck will stay at Great-grandma's house."

Sarah laughed. "You know Harmon, it's funny because that's what your mother said when I bought you one of those so many years ago."

Trish smiled. "And I distinctly remember someone putting it in the car and all the way back to base Harm and I heard Little Harm and his fire-truck." She then looked at her son "Revenge is sweet, my son."

Harm cleared his throat and looked at his wife who was now looking through her new dinosaur book. "Honey, I think we better be careful what my parents give our son."

Mac looked up at him. "Were you that much of a pain as a child?"

"No, I was a good child," Harm said.

Sarah and Trish started laughing. "Then we won't tell her about the Superman incident and the barn," Trish said.

Ty looked at his family and joined them in the laugher. He didn't understand what the adults were talking about, but he did know he likes to laugh with them.

"I think it's best if we keep conversations about Harm's childhood exploits 'till a certain little boy is tucked away in bed. We don't want Ty to pick up his Daddy's bad habits." Frank noted to the group.

"True." Everyone agreed and continued to unwrapping the gifts.

Harm picked up a small gift from the pile. He read the card and noticed it was from Mac. He looked at his wife. "I thought you gave me everything at the house?"

"Not this one. It's very special," Mac told him sweetly as she set her book down.

Harm smiled. "I've got you. You're special enough."

"Just open the gift," Mac ordered with a smile.

Harm carefully unwrapped his gift to reveal a small white box. He opened the box and a velvet box fell out of it. He looked at Mac and she nodded her head at the box. Harm opened the box and his breath was taken away at the item inside. "When?" Harm asked, amazed that his wife obviously had the same idea as he had.

"Ty's birthday. Before we got your parents and Grandma Sarah from the airport. He and I were at Tysons Corner and we saw it. Do you like it?" Mac asked with slight worry in her voice.

Harm smiled. "I love it. But you have to help me."

Mac laughed. She then took the gold wedding band out of the box and slid it on his left hand. They both looked down at the new ring. Harm lifted his hand and placed it on his wife's cheek. He gently pulled her forward and met her lips in the sweetest and most loving kiss he could ever give her.

"I love you," he told her as they broke their kiss.

"I love you, too." Mac smiled.

Ty saw his parents and had to be part of these kisses. He quickly shot over to them and landed on both of their laps. "Kisses."

All of the adults started laughing at Ty's loving nature. Harm and Mac started to kiss their son and then had to tickle him. Ty's giggles and the squeals caused Gonzo to jump in, bouncing around the happy family. After a few minutes they all sat there holding each other as Sarah, Trish and Frank looked on at the happy family.

Monday December 28

Rabb Farm

Belleville, Pennsylvania

5:19 PM

Harm and Mac were laying in the hayloft of the barn. A wool blanket lay over and another one lay under them, protecting them from the stiff hay below and the cold air around them. Mac rolled onto her husband's bare chest and Harm wrapped his arms around her naked body.

"I told you the barn had nice possibilities." Harm grinned down at her.

"Oh, I know now. But please, feel free to repeat this if it is needed," Mac innocently told him.

Harm laughed and pulled her closer to him. She slid up his body so her head rested on his shoulder. "Harm?"

"Yeah, Honey."

"I was thinking about something."

"What?" Harm asked with mild concern.

Mac bit her lip in worry. "I don't want to wait."

"Wait 'till what?" Harm asked, not understanding what she was talking about.

"I don't want to wait until next November to get married."

Harm gently rolled onto his side so he could look into her eyes. "Why not?"

"I just don't want to wait. We're already married and I guess I just don't want to wait that long. We've already lost so much time," Mac explained.

"Do you still want to get remarried?" Harm wondered if she just didn't want to go through the ceremony. Harm also found himself wondering if Mac was having second thoughts about the whole wedding idea.

"Yes, I do," Mac told him. "I just want something small and I know a wedding in November won't be small."

Harm gave her a soft smile. "We can make it small. Who do you want to be there?"

"Family." Was Mac's answer.

Harm gave her a confused look. "Family?"

"Your parents, Sarah, and Ty. Family," Mac explained.

Harm ran his hand down her arm and picked up her left hand. "Tell me what you want, Sarah."

Mac took a deep breath. "I want a simple wedding. You and I, in front of our family with Ty watching his parents pledge their love in front of god."

Harm kissed her lips softly. "So I guess you don't want us to tell Ty we got married in Vegas in front of an Elvis minister?"

Mac slapped his arm. "Harm! I'm being serious."

Harm grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. "I know, Honey. And I want that too."

"You do?" Mac asked with tears in her eyes.

"I do and as soon as you let me I'll tell you those words again."

Mac smiled and a few tears fell out of her eyes and down her cheeks. Harm brushed them away and captured her lips in another kiss of love.

"Just tell me when and where and I'll be there," Harm told her as they broke their kiss.

Mac sighed. "How about New Year's Eve in Sarah's living room?"

Harm gave Mac a blank look. "As in three days?"

"Yes."

"Can we do that?"

Mac laughed. "Yes, we can."

"How?"

Mac smiled. "I talked to Sarah's minister a few weeks ago and he said he would be more than happy to marry us. In fact I already sent him the information he needed for the legal side of it."

Harm pointed his finger at her. "You know I can't say no to you."

"I know."

"You're slick. You know that, right?"

Mac laughed. "I know, and you love me because of it."

"I do," Harm told her as Mac pulled him on top of her.

"Since you can't say no to me, make love to me again," Mac ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am," Harm said as they again found themselves wrapped into their love.

End Part 11