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A Snowy Weekend – Part 4

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2:24 PM

Mac walked out of her kitchen just as Little AJ and Harm, with Jimmy in his arms, came out of her bedroom. While she'd made their lunch, some leftover vegetable lasagna, Mac could hear the giggles and laughter from the boys in her bedroom. It sounded like they had a lot of fun while changing Jimmy.

"You guys are right on time because the lasagna is ready to be served," Mac told them as she put down the tray with dishes, glasses and some juice.

"Great. I'm hungry," her godson announced with a grin as he sat down in one of the chairs at the coffee table.

"That's good to hear, AJ. Have you already washed your hands?" Mac wanted to know while walking back into the kitchen.

"Yes, Auntie Mac. Uncle Harm told me so," AJ called after her.

"And what about your Uncle Harm? Has he washed his hands?" Mac asked as she came out of her kitchen again, this time bringing the lasagna.

"Yes, Mom," Harm answered and rolled his eyes, trying to sound and look annoyed, but failing totally.

"You're funny, Uncle Harm," his godson told him and giggled.

"Yes he is, isn't he?" Mac said sweetly and stuck her tongue out at Harm as AJ wasn't looking.

"Very mature, Marine," Harm whispered and laughed.

"What can I say? It's the company," she smirked. "Here, why don't you give me Jimmy, so you can start eating," Mac said and took Jimmy from Harm. "I'll get his lasagna. I cut it up and cooled it off. I will join you guys in a second."

"Hmmm, this is great, Auntie Mac," Little AJ said with his mouth full.

"Yeah, it's perfect, Mac," Harm agreed, having his mouth full as well.

"Thanks, guys. Glad you like it."

"What about you?" Harm asked her as soon as Mac joined him on the couch.

"What about me?" Mac wanted to know while starting to feed Jimmy, who was sitting in her lap.

"Don't you want to eat?"

"I will as soon as this little guy here is fed."

"Maybe we should put a part of the lasagna back into the oven? This way your piece will still be hot when you're ready to eat," Harm suggested and took another bite from his piece.

"Or you could feed her, Uncle Harm," AJ told his godfather with a giggle. "Just like she's feeding Jimmy right now."

"I don't think that's necessary, AJ," Mac responded softly and smiled at him.

"That's a great idea, buddy," Harm said at the same time and chuckled. "What do you think, Mac? May I feed you?"

"Like I said, Harm, I don't think that's necessary."

"Oh, you are such a spoilsport," Harm told her with a smirk before looking at his godson. "Isn't she, AJ?"

"Yes, she is, Uncle Harm," Little AJ agreed enthusiastic and laughed.

Mac groaned as she heard AJ's answer while Harm started to laugh as well.

Before Mac knew what happened, Harm was waving his fork with lasagna in front of her while imitating the sound of an airplane. "Air Rabb is ready for landing," Harm announced. "Requesting permission for landing."

While Mac glared at him, Jimmy was very delighted about Harm's doings. He giggled and clapped his hands. "Bbbbrrrrmmmm, bbbbrrrrrmmmm," Jimmy copied the airplane sound and laughed, spitting out some of his lunch in the process.

"You have to open your hangar, Auntie Mac," Little AJ enlightened his godmother about the well-known procedure.

"My hangar," Mac repeated his words and then glared at her partner.

"Just open your mouth, Mac," Harm gently told her and finally could land the fork just as she wanted to answer him. "Air Rabb landed safely."

They spent the rest of the lunch with a lot of fun and joking around. Harm never stopped feeding Mac while she continued to feed Jimmy. After a while, the little boy got cranky and made it clear that it was time for his overdue nap. While Mac got Jimmy ready, Harm went down to the parking lot and got his bag and the files out of the SUV.

When Harm came back into the apartment, he could hear that Mac was still with Jimmy in the guestroom. After setting down his bag next to the door, he moved to the coffee table and placed the box with the files right next to it.

Then he took the tray from one of the chairs and brought the dirty dishes into the kitchen. Just as he was filling the dishwasher, he could hear that Mac and AJ came back into the living room.

"Auntie Mac, can I watch a movie now?" Little AJ asked hopefully with a quiet voice.

"Sure. But you'll have to watch it with the headphone so that Uncle Harm and I can work a little bit. Is that okay with you?" She asked and placed the baby monitor on the coffee table.

"No problem," AJ answered with a grin.

"Okay. So, what movie do you want to watch?" Mac wanted to know as she walked to her entertainment center.

"Umm, can I watch 'Muppet Treasure Island'? Or how about 'Muppets from Space'?"

"Which one is it?"

"The Island," Little AJ answered surely after a few seconds.

"'Muppet Treasure Island' it is." Mac took the desired movie and the headphone out of the cabinet before putting the DVD into the DVD player. Then she gave the headphone to Little AJ, who already sat down on the floor right in front of the coffee table. "Here you go, AJ," Mac said and kissed his head before turning on the TV and the DVD player.

"Everything settled?" Harm asked as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Yeah. Jimmy is out like a light and AJ is watching the Muppets," Mac replied softly. "For the next hundred minutes we should have enough quietness to get a few of your files done."

"Sounds like a plan. Why don't I start a fire and then we can attack the papers," Harm suggested and moved to the fireplace.

"Sure, why not. Just make yourself feel at home, Harm." Mac smiled at him and got one of his own in response. 'I know, I feel like you're here at home,' she thought and made her way to the couch.

"I already feel like being home," Harm murmured to himself while getting a fire started.

For the next hour and a half, Mac and Harm were able to get nearly a third of the files done. They'd started with the simple cases and therefore could make considerable progress.

The quietness in the room was only interrupted when AJ had to laugh because of a scene from the Muppet movie, which happened about every second minute. Ever so often it brought a smile on Harm and Mac's face. Sometimes they could even hear a little snoring noise or a sigh from Jimmy coming out of the baby monitor. Both thought these sounds were better than any music could be.

Harm and Mac were sitting on the couch. Harm obviously really felt like home and had his legs outstretched on the coffee table, while Mac was sitting cross-legged on the other side of the couch. They were delved into their work but couldn't stop themselves from looking at each other occasionally when they thought the other one wasn't looking. However, it happened more than once that their eyes met and it was always completed with a shy smile from the both of them.

"Auntie Mac?" Little AJ was calling from the other side of the coffee table.

Mac's eyes left the paper in front of her to look at her godson. "Yes, AJ?"

"The movie is over," AJ announced and pointed with his right forefinger at the TV.

"The hundred minutes are already over?" Harm asked astonished and looked at Mac.

"Obviously," she responded, being slightly surprised herself.

"Obviously? Mac, where's that human clock of yours? Don't tell me this work was so exciting that you forgot all about it," Harm said jokingly.

Mac simply smirked at him before looking back at AJ. "Why don't you look if your brother is up already? And I think it's time to start with the decorating of the Christmas tree."

"Cool. I'll go and see if Jimmy is awake," Little AJ told them and walked into Mac's guestroom, where he and Jimmy would sleep this weekend.

"Cool, huh? Has someone thought about telling him that he maybe shouldn't use this word?" Harm asked Mac with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah. But you only get the answer 'But why? It's a cool word' from him. It's pretty much pointless to tell him not to use it anymore," Mac told him with a chuckle. "Bud and Harriet gave it up after a while. I bet these days you can even find the word in a normal dictionary."

"It could be worse, couldn't it?"

"Yes, it could," Mac answered softly and got up from the couch. "Okay, I guess we're done with the cases for now. With any luck we can work on them more tonight."

"Sounds good to me. So, are we ready for the Christmas tree?" Harm asked and stood up as well.

"I think so. At least when Jimmy is awake we're able to start with the decoration."

"Do you want me to help you get the decoration?" Harm wanted to know.

"No, I'll get it. But if you like, you could get Jimmy. Sounds like he's awake." Mac grinned as she heard the giggles and laughter from him and Little AJ through the door and even louder through the baby monitor on the table.

"I'm already on it," Harm said with one of his flyboy grins and made his way to the guestroom.

"Good. I'll see you in a bit," Mac responded and turned off the baby monitor before walking into her bedroom to get the Christmas decoration out of her storeroom.

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Mac's Guestroom

"Hey, look who's awake," Harm said with a tender voice as he opened the door to Mac's guestroom, seeing Jimmy bouncing up and down while holding on tightly the edge of his crib.

Jimmy squealed in delight while holding up his arms; showing Harm that he wanted to get picked up.

"Hey, sport. What a nice crib you have here," Harm told the little boy as he took Jimmy into his arms.

Harm was surprised not seeing the well-known travel bed here, which Little AJ already used every time he was spending the night at his apartment. He never expected seeing this luxury solid hardwood crib in natural with straight turned dowel sides here. It had a three-position mattress base in light blue, covered with a smiling moon, some stars and a few clouds. The bedclothes were in the same pattern. "Why should Mac use Jimmy's hardwood crib?" Harm asked himself aloud.

"This is not Jimmy's bed, Uncle Harm," Little AJ told his godfather as a matter of fact.

"It's not?" Harm asked slightly bewildered.

"No, it's not. Auntie Mac bought it for her own children."

"Her own children?" Harm asked, wondering about what Little AJ just told him. At the same time he felt a twinge of pain around his heart.

"Yes. She bought the crib so she could use it for the children she'll have one day."

"How do you know that, AJ?"

"She told Mommy about it. Jimmy and I were spending a weekend here, and while Auntie Mac and Mommy were getting Jimmy ready for bed, Mommy asked her about it. I was playing in the living room and could hear them talking," Little AJ explained softly. "I swear I didn't eavesdrop, Uncle Harm. I know it's not a nice thing to do, but Mommy and Auntie Mac were talking loud enough for me to hear them and the door was open as well," Little AJ started to defend himself.

"Don't worry, AJ. You didn't do anything wrong," Harm told him softly and gave his shoulder a squeeze, feeling that AJ thought he did something wrong. "Why don't we get Aunt Mac and start with the decoration of the Christmas tree?"

"Yes," Little AJ hollered before running out of the guestroom. "Auntie Mac! Uncle Harm said we're going to decorate the Christmas tree now," he continued his screaming, trying to get Mac's attention.

Harm laughed and looked at the wide-awake Jimmy in his arms. "I guess it's decoration time, huh," he told the little boy before moving out of the guestroom as well, taking one last look at the crib. "Oh Mac," he muttered quietly before closing the door behind him.

TBC...