AN: Sorry about the long wait for me do update but I've had a lot of home work! Any way this was a really really long chapter so hopefully that will make up for it. This is like possibly the longest chapter I have ever writen, 5 pages that's like a miracle for me!!! Any way please review I will love you forever if you do!!!!

Chapter 4

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2200 Hours EST.

Benzingers

"You know baby," said an obviously drunk Tiner to the woman sitting next to him at the bar. The rest of the clan was at a table no to far away cheering him on. "If I could change the alphabet I'd put U and I together." They had a competition that all the single men were involved in. That is not married or going to be married, so the contestants were Sturgis, Sergei, Harm, and Tiner. The competition was to see who could get the most phone number and every time they got rejected they had to take a shot of tequila.

So far Sergie and Harm were tied with four numbers each, in second was Sturgis with two and poor Tiner only had one. But the lady did seem rather interested in him.

Tiner was by far the drunkest of the men but Sturgis was not far behind. The usually stoic commander at the moment was trying to balance a beer on his head and throw a quarter into a shot glass. He had yet to make it.

They had assigned Bud to be the driver so he hadn't been drinking. Plus it wasn't a good idea considering his injury. Sergei was a bit less drunk than Sturgis; he had been occupying himself by trying to get his leg behind his head so he could see under the table.

Harm was barley drunk at all; apparently he had built up a high tolerance for alcohol over the past years. At least that was the only way the admiral could explain it. He'd had four beers and two shots and was only acting a little weird. As for the admiral he was probably pretty drunk. Though he had less to drink than Harm, or maybe more?

*Oh screw it. * Thought the admiral. The admiral realized that he said his thought aloud when Harm asked "What are we screwing, sir?" Very excitedly.

For some reason the Admiral heard something different and said "You bette' not me screwin' my fiancé." he said in slurred speech.

"I am not screwing a frog, sir!" Harm said veheminantly. Since they'd gotten there the crowd had steadily grown and the noise had increased. Because of their slurred speech and the noise they were not able to comprehend what the other was saying.

It was because of this that they broke out into a fight. Just for the record the admiral threw the first punch. Bud was so shocked by this display he had absolutely no idea what to do. After about five minutes the bartender was able to break the fight up. Luckily both of them were to drunk to properly throw a punch so neither of them were hurt, too bad any way.

They were soon after kicked out of the bar, and were left with no place to go. "Rabb don't you ever come near Meredith again!" yelled Chegwidden in a slightly slurred voice. Now that it was quite Harm was able to understand for the most part, what his CO was saying.

"Sir, I never touched your fiancé!" he defended himself, slipping back into formality.

"Then why the hell did you say you did?" yelled the admiral like a drunken drill sergeant.

"I never screwed her sir, and I never said I did. You said "you better not be screwing a frog!" Harm clarified his part of the conversation. "And then you said, "I am screwing your fiancé!" The admiral said getting ready to slug him again only he fell over and passed out cold.

Bud and everyone else rushed over to see what was wrong. "Relax guys he just passed out, let him sleep it off." said Harm and even through the others drunken states they were able to understand what the commander was saying.

"Okay." said Tiner, "I gotta' idea."

"Well what is it buuuudy?" asked Sturgis while putting a friendly hand on the younger mans shoulder.

"We should go to Mexico, and get outa' the country!" He slurred pointing to what he thought was the south but in truth was up.

"Naw… we should go to Canada, it's closer!" Said Harm. "Plus they sell Cuban's there!"

"They sell Cuban people in Canada!" exclaimed Sergei. "No the sell Cuban cigars!" Harm took a swig of the whisky that he'd managed to sneak out while they were being kicked out. He was sounding and acting more drunk by the minute. He was quickly catching up with his brother, Sturgis, Tiner, and soon the admiral.

"Okay Bud your gonna' drive." Said Sturgis while giving him a friendly pat on the back. "Okay." Said Bud while thinking of a plan to avoid actually going to Canada. "Lets go to Canada." Said Bud while pointing to his van in which they all climbed in.

He was putting the key in the ignition and starting the car when he remembered the admiral was still passed out near the entrance of the bar. "Oh shit." he mumbled "Tiner cone help me with the admiral." He ordered.

"Yes sir." Tiner slurred as he saluted to hard and hit himself in the head sufficiently knocking himself out. "Great." he said under his breath.

"Sturgis would you mind helping me?"

"Sure! Come on Harm we can do it!"

"Okay!" Harm said excitedly as he was getting out of the van he said. "Mommy wow! I'm a big boy now!" He was very proud of himself when he moved Tiner and the admiral in the was back of the Robert's minivan.

"Lets go to Canada!" exclaimed Sergei from the front passenger seat. "I wanna' buy a Cuban and watch him make a cigar!" Sergei was so excited and so drunk that Bud didn't bother to correct him.

Though in truth they were not going to Canada they were going to Mac's apartment. Bud just hoped that some of the woman were sober enough to help him out a little bit.

Mac's Apartment

2300 EST.

"So Bobbi… did you ever have a pregnancy scare when you were a teen?" Meredith asked. The women who were drinking had at least had 3-4 glasses each, but they seemed to be able to control their liquor better than the men.

"Nope." Said Bobbi "I always used protection, my Momma put me on the pill before I even started having sex." Although they were controlling their liquor better than the men, their lips had also gotten very loose. The only ones that noticed though were Chloe and Harriet because they weren't drinking.

"Did you Mac?" asked Bobbi.

"Yup, I've had two abortion and more miscarriages then I want to count." Mac blew if off but still the others were stunned, even in their semi-drunken state.

"How in the world did you have so many miscarriages?" Asked Chloe.

"Well with me paying off my dad's debts and basically just a way for him to earn extra cash for beer. I was having sex like 4 times a night. Yeah know I was known as Daddies little whore, but anyway that was one of the reasons my dad used to hit me so I wouldn't have a baby."

"Okay so Mac when did you know that you were in love with Harm?" Lizz asked trying to get the conversation back on more uplifting thoughts. Instead of taking turns in the game they changed it so if you had a question you could ask it when ever you wanted to.

"When we were in Russia."

"The first or second time?" Harriet asked.

"You've been twice!" exclaimed Bobbi.

"Yes, the first time was to find Harms father, the second was when we found out about harm's brother." Mac explained for those of them who didn't know already.

"What?" exclaimed Meredith, as she was truly confused.

"You don't know?" Harriet asked. "Hm… I thought the admiral would have told you." She said as Meredith nodded.

"Okay did you know Harm's father was MIA?" She shook her head again.

"Then we better start form the beginning." Mac sighed; she was surprised that the admiral hadn't told her anything about his best man.

"Well like I said Harm's father was shot down over Vietnam, Christmas Eve, 1969. At the time Harm was only six. His father was classified as MIA. He was interrogated in Vietnam and held as a POW, for a few years. He then was transferred to Siberia, during the transportation he escaped. He lived with a farmwoman and her brother. He fathered another child and died two years after he was born. Ironically he died protecting the farmwoman from getting raped by three Russian Soldiers. He killed the first two then the other one shot him but he still managed to kill the third one before he died." Although Mac had never met Harmon Rabb Sr. She felt like she knew him. It was probably because she'd been with Harm every step of the way in finding his father and so much of Harm Sr. was in her best friend.

"Wow, now you think AJ would have told me something like that." Said Meredith. Mac looked at her questioningly, "Don't be so surprised Mac. Even if he wont admit it harm is like the son he never had, and always wanted."

"You know I've met Frank, harms step-dad, and despite his past I think Harm is very lucky." Said Harriet with a smile.

"Why's that?" Asked Jenn.

"Because he's had/has three fathers that care for him very much, and will always be there for him. Whether he likes if or not." They all nodded understanding her reasoning.

"I mean think about it my parents never liked any thing I did. They were pissed when I joined the Navy. When I married Bud, hell they first men Bud Commander Rabb was there, they thought it was him." They all laughed, especially Mac as she was remembering that scene very vividly.

"Harriet: scariest moment in your life?" asked Lizz when the laughter had died down.

"Well when I was 17 and pregnant, I told my parents about it, I thought they were going to kill Me." said Harriet. "What about you Lizz?" She returned.

"Well it's a tie: between when I was hanging over the side of the Seahawk and harm pulled me back up. When Harm decided that we were going to push an F-14 over a mountain. When I ejected with Harm in the Atlantic a few years ago. And when Harm decided it was a good idea to let a dirty nuke chase us. I could go on but I think you guys get the point."

"Harm does pull some crazy-ass stunts sometimes doesn't he." Said Jenn. She'd only known him for a little over a year so she didn't know the half of it.

"Sometimes?" replied Mac in exasperation. "Harm and I used to get chewed out at least once a week for the first three years we were partners. Then the admiral realized that there was really nothing he could do to stop Harm." They laughed for a very long time because they all knew that it was true.

They were still laughing when there was a knock at the door. Mac looked up fairly confused. She knew it wasn't the pizza guy because that had been delivered and devoured long ago. So she got up and went to look through the peep whole. As she headed to the door she heard many male voices singing "My Girl" on the other side. Mac looked through the peep whole and discovered that it was the boys. She opened the door to see what was going on.

Sergei stared at her in surprise he then whispered to Harm. "I didn't know your girlfriend lived in Canada." Harm looked at his younger brother then said

"I don't think she does." He turned to Mac and asked, "Mac why are you in Canada?"

"I'm not in Canada, Silly. I'm in my apartment."

Harms eyes opened wide, mush like that of a small child on Christmas morning. "Cool you live in Canada! That way you can get me Cubans all the time!"

"Harm I have no idea what you're talking about but come it." They walked in happily. Harm and Sergei were supporting Tiner as he was beginning to come around and could sort of walk. Bud and Sturgis were helping the admiral who was much more conscience then his yeomen. "What happened?" asked Harriet when she saw that the admiral had a black eye and Harms cheek was beginning to turn purple.

"Well we…sorta… uh…. Got kicked out of the bar." Replied Bud nervously.

"Why?" asked Chloe, "What did you do?"

"Well the admiral and Harm got in a fight because of a misunderstanding. You see they were both really drunk and they were slurring, and it was noisy so they couldn't understand what the other was saying. Then out of nowhere the admiral punched Harm. That began a fight but since they were so drunk they really didn't get that many good shots in." Bud explained. He was just happy that the woman seemed to be pretty much sober.

"Hey Chloe could you get some ice for them?" Mac asked her little sister. She went into the kitchen to retrieve it, while everyone got situated. Since Mac was still standing Harm hurriedly stole her seat in a comfortable chair. Mac didn't seem to care thought as she just sat in his lap.

Bud helped put the admiral down on the couch next to Meredith. Tiner was sitting next to Jenn on the same couch as the admiral. On the love seat sat Bud and Harriet, the only completely sober couple. On the floor leaning up against the back of the couch was Sturgis and Bobbi. Across from them on the other side of the coffee table sat Lizz and Sergei, *now there is a couple that I never would have put together. * Thought Mac, *But they do look cute. *

Mac decided to introduce them, "Lizz this is Harms brother, Sergei." She motioned towards the handsome young man who was unmistakably a Rabb. "Sergei this was Harm's RIO when he went back to flying."

Even in they're drunken states they hit is off immediately. Chloe came back with a frozen bag of peas and a Frozen steak. She handed the Steak to Harm, just because she knew he was a vegetarian and it would be funny to see his reaction.

"Sorry but we used all the ice in the Margaritas." She explained as she handed the bag to the admiral. She then proceeded to sin down at the base at the chair where Harm and Mac were perched.

"You just had to get the chunk of dead cow, didn't you?" Harm asked as he put it on his slightly swelled cheek.

"Sorry about this Harm." Said the admiral motioning with the bag of peas to their bruised faces.

"That's ok admiral it was an honest mistake, at least you didn't give me a scar like Mac did." Harm said wincing at the very cold piece of dead cow that Mac his him over the head with for bringing up the matter.

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So why did Mac give him scar? Guess you'll just have to wait and find out!!!!!!!!!! Hehe Please review!!!!!!!