Disclaimer: If I owned them would I be living in a cramped college dorm? No! I do own Dani, but she's not helping me get out my tiny dorm in any way.

A/N: Sorry about the huge delay in posting. My only excuse is that college life crazy. Thanks for all the spectacular replies that I've gotten and hopefully people are still reading.

1505 ZULU

HOTEL DE VENDOME

PARIS, FRANCE

The majority of the first evening was spent relaxing. After Harm and Jason got settled into their rooms and Mac and Dani changed clothes, they ate supper followed by talking on the terrace. Conversation was light and easy between the friends. Throughout the entire evening, Dani carefully watched the interaction between Mac and Harm, but much to her disappointment nothing of interest developed.

The next morning, they set out for Paris where they spent the first half of the day playing tourists and seeing all the major sites of the city. As they strolled through the streets of Paris, Dani and Jason walked hand in hand with Harm and Mac following behind them. That evening Dani had arranged for tickets to the Opera Garnier and reservations at an upper class restaurant after, so they were going to spend the night at the Hotel de Vendóme so that they would not have to deal with driving back to the chateau that night.

The hotel was beautiful and modeled after an opulent eighteenth century Parisian mansion. Their suite contained a master bedroom and bath, common room, and guest bedroom with a second bath. Decorated in rich colors and filled with antique furniture, the room impressed Dani's guests. When they walked into the suite, Dani apologized that she was unable to get a second room on such short notice, but no one else had a problem with sharing the 140 square meter room. Dani and Mac claimed the master bedroom and its king size bed, while Jason and Harm agreed to take the two twins in the guest bedroom.

"Dani, this view is gorgeous!" Mac exclaimed walking over to the terrace door in their room.

"I know, but you can look at it later," she told her as she instructed the bellboy on where to put their bags.

"I thought we were resting before we went out tonight?" she turned away from the curtain.

"No, Jason and Harm are resting because they are still jetlagged," Dani took her sister's hand, "We are going shopping."

"Shopping?"

"Mm-hmm, we are going to buy you something that will knock the socks off le commandeur."

"I am not in Paris to knock the socks off Harm," Mac whispered sharply, mindful of the partially opened door leading to the guys' room.

"You say that now, but when we are done with your Parisian makeover you'll have no control over his reaction."

"Fine," she relented, knowing that her sister would never give up, and because deep down she wanted to make Harm's jaw drop.

"Good," Dani smiled mischievously as they left the hotel suite.

"Where have you two been?" Harm asked when they returned to the hotel room, "You've been gone for hours!"

"Or 1 hour and 38 minutes," Mac countered saucily carrying her garment bag over her shoulder into her room.

"Jeez, Harm, stop overreacting," Dani teased following Mac into their room, "We were just shopping."

"What did you buy?" he asked from their doorway.

"A little of this a little of that," Mac hung her clothes in the large closet.

"You know, whips, chains, etc," Dani smiled at his shock.

"You are hardly the dignified countess your uncle makes you out to be," Harm challenged, "If he could hear you now—"

"He'd lock me in a convent," she sighed dramatically plopping onto the bed, "I was just kidding, so don't report that back to him."

"Dani, Harm's not spying on you for your uncle," Mac took her sister's clothes and hung them up as well, "Stop being so paranoid."

"Just because you're paranoid, it doesn't mean they aren't coming to get you," Dani laughed, "But I don't believe a free vacation would make you play big brother for my uncle about Jason and me. Speaking of which, where is that sailor of mine?"

"In the shower," he answered and she stood up.

"Dani," Mac warned, "Don't get any ideas because big sister is watching."

"Sarah Catherine, you prude," her jaw dropped, "I was just going to shower myself, in our bathroom."

"Go right on ahead, Daniela Helene," she threw a bathrobe at her. Dani caught it and stuck her tongue out at Mac before closing the door behind her.

"It's great that you two get along so well," Harm observed.

"Dani is one of the best things to happen in my life," she paused, "I'm so happy to have a little sister."

"Especially one who has enough money to afford," he gestured at their opulent surroundings, "Well this."

"This just happens to be an extra perk," she sat down on the bed and ran her hand of the rich fabric of the duvet.

"So where did you shop?"

"A few designer shops on the Rue Saint Honoré."

"How much did that cost?"

"Harm!"

"I'm just curious."

"Honestly, I don't know," she sighed, "Dani insisted on charging everything to her uncle's account."

"How convenient," he caught her rolling her eyes at him, "Well, I'm sure Tiner is out of the shower so I better go get ready."

"All right, see you tonight, Flyboy."

"I'm looking forward to it, Ninja Girl."

Forty minutes later, Dani sat primping in front of the vanity while Mac was in the bathroom doing her hair. Dani wore a silk charmeuse drape neck dress that hit her just below the knee. It was a peony and had a bias cut that drew the eye to all the right places. Her hair was swept up in a simple twist, and she long silver earrings and a matching necklace. Mac's dress was also charmeuse silk, but hers was slightly shorter and black instead of pink. It had a sweetheart neckline and rhinestone detailed straps, which complemented Mac's simple necklace and earrings.

"You're still not done with your make-up?" Mac asked Dani when she came out of the bathroom.

"I finished a while ago," she shrugged, "I'm just admiring the view."

"God, you are full of yourself," she muttered.

"I was kidding," she spun around on the stool to check out her sister, "Wow, you look great."

"For $300 I better look great."

"No, Sarah, I mean it, you're gorgeous."

"Thanks, so are you."

"You think?" Dani stood up and twirled.

"Yes, I do," she sat down on the bed to put on her shoes, "That color looks great on you."

"Thanks," she paused thoughtfully, "You know, for all of his faults, Joe MacKenzie really did give us some great genes."

"I've never thought of it that way."

"Well, you should, especially since some people got better 'assets' than others," she adjusted the top of her dress in the mirror.

"Dani! You're 'assets' are fine."

"Says you."

"Tiner seems to like them enough."

"I suppose."

"Could you end this conversation now?" Mac asked.

"Sure."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, even though I know the only reason you want to drop the subject is so I don't bring Harm into it."

"Dani—" she trailed off at a knock on their door.

"You ladies ready?" Harm called through the closed door, he and Jason were dressed and waiting in the common room.

"Yes," Dani opened the door and walked out first.

"Close your mouth, Tiner," Harm teased as the younger man's jaw dropped at the sight of his girlfriend.

"Sorry," he stammered, "You look beautiful."

"Thank you, Jason," she kissed him on the cheek, and then turned to watch Harm's reaction over Mac, which turned out to be stunned silence.

"Cat got your tongue?" Mac asked, casting a look at Dani, who was smiling triumphantly having achieved her desired affect with the makeover.

"No," he gulped, "You look great, Mac."

"Thanks," she smiled, "You're not so bad yourself."

"Shall we?" he offered her his arm.

"Of course," she took his arm and they followed Dani and Jason out of the hotel suite.