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A Snowy Weekend – Part 5

Disclaimer - See part one for all important information

4:52 PM

"Hey, guys, there you are," Mac greeted Harm and Jimmy as soon as they walked into the living room. She gave Jimmy a little peck on the cheek and smiled at Harm. "I thought you were lost there for a minute."

"Nah, a pilot never gets lost," Harm told her self-confidently. "Give us five minutes to get changed and then we can start decorating the tree. Deal?"

"Sounds good to me. Why don't I make us some hot chocolate in the meantime?"

Harm gave her one of his flyboy grins. "You have marshmallows?"

"Yup, sure do. Get Jimmy ready and AJ and I will make us the hot chocolate."

"Be right back," Harm answered and walked into Mac's bedroom. "Do you have some Christmas carols, Mac? Decorating a tree without the right music doesn't work," Harm hollered from the bedroom.

"You mean it's not Christmasish, right?" Mac hollered back and laughed. Then she got some milk out of the fridge and a pot out of the cabinet to set it on the stove.

"Exactly. You're learning fast, Colonel," Harm answered and kissed Jimmy's tummy, who giggled in response. "Your Auntie Mac is a really smart lady, did you know that, Jimmy?" Harm told his youngest godson, who gurgled while looking very interested at his godfather. "And a really beautiful one as well," he softly added and took Jimmy's happy babbling as his affirmation.

As soon as Harm had finished changing Jimmy, he made his way to the kitchen, where Mac and Little AJ were still preparing the hot chocolate. "Hmmm, that smells delicious," he told them and tried to get near the stove.

"I made the cocoa, Uncle Harm," Little AJ told his godfather proudly and smiled at his godparents.

"You did a great job, buddy," Harm let him know and ruffled Little AJ's hair. Then he looked at his best friend. "You never answered my question, MacKenzie," Harm told her. "Do you have some Christmas carols for our decoration adventure?"

"The carols from the radio don't work?" Mac wanted to know. "I mean they start playing them soon after Easter is over," she continued with a chuckle. "We shouldn't have problems getting a station where carols get aired."

Harm had to laugh at her comment. "Very true. But no, I don't think the Christmas carols from the radio will do. Only if you want to hear 'Last Christmas' from Wham each and every hour. Then you're very welcome to turn on the radio, Mac," he told her and hoped she would disclaim his offer.

Mac made a face as soon as she thought about the torture that would await them. Jimmy saw his godmother making a funny face and started to giggle. "Thanks, but no thanks," she answered quickly. "There should be some Christmas CD's in my CD cabinet. I think you can choose between Bing Crosby, Dean Martin, Nat King Cole and Frank Sinatra."

"What? You don't have the King?" Harm asked astonished, not believing that his best friend's carols collection was missing the King's version. He opened Mac's CD cabinet and was greeted by a full to the brim cabinet with CD's and DVD's. "Wow, nice collection you have here, Mac," Harm told her and tried to find the Christmas selection. Then he looked at Jimmy, who was still clinging to Harm's shoulder. "Now where can we find your aunt's Christmas collection, Jimmy?"

"Thanks, and I think I do have Elvis' version as well," Mac answered as soon as she walked out of the kitchen with two mugs of hot chocolate in her hands. "Need help?" She wanted to know, putting down the mugs on the coffee table.

"Nah, we already found it. I think we should go with Dean, Bing and Frank. You still have the CD changer, right?" Harm wanted to know and looked up at Mac. He got a short nod from her as response.

Soon some traditional carols, the sweet scent of cocoa, a blazing fire and fresh fir were floating through the living room while laughter and happy giggles around the Christmas tree completed the perfect ambience.

They all had a lot of fun with decorating the tree. While Little AJ, Mac and Harm were putting the ornament on the tree, Jimmy was sitting on his blanket, which was outspreaded on the left side of the tree, with some of his favorite toys.

He was watching in intrigue what his brother and godparents were doing. All the twinkling, caused by the strands of lights Harm had installed earlier, fascinated him especially. His godparents often threw a glance at him, worried that he would, unnoticed to them, crawl under the tree, but he wasn't interested in getting nearer the tree than he was.

Little AJ enjoyed the time decorating immensely. They had partitioned the tree in three territories. While Little AJ was doing the lower part of the tree, Mac was doing the middle and Harm the upper part. Sometimes they bumped into each other, but that only provided more giggles and laughter.

Little AJ often 'aaahh'-ed and 'ooohhh'-ed when he got one of Mac's special ornament. Especially the snowman with the wool scarf, top hat and carrot nose he admired. He found a special place for Mr. Snowman, so he always could look at it if he desired.

"Wow!"

Harm and Mac looked at Little AJ after hearing his cry of fascination.

"What?" Harm wanted to know.

"Look, Uncle Harm. Auntie Mac has your plane for the Christmas tree," Little AJ told his godfather in amazement. Then he looked bewildered at his godmother. "Auntie Mac, you'll have to re-paint this one," he said as a matter of fact. "Uncle Harm's plane is yellow, not red. Look," he continued to explain and as proof that the plane was red, he showed his godparents the ornament.

Harm and Mac looked at the ornament he was holding in front of them before looking at each other with a smile. "Yeah, I guess I'll have to re-paint it so it's yellow in the future," Mac agreed with him.

Little AJ was satisfied with his aunt's answer, and found yet another special place for his uncle's plane.

"Wow indeed," Harm suddenly said with a gentle voice while he looked at the object he just caught from the box. Then he glanced amazed at Mac before returning his gaze once more to the ornament he was holding in his hand. "Mac this is beautiful," he whispered astonished.

Mac walked over to Harm, so she could see what exactly caught his interest. "Yeah, it is, isn't it?" she softly answered as soon as she saw what he was looking at.

"Can I see it too, Uncle Harm?" Little AJ asked, wanting to know what his godparents were talking about. "Please?"

Harm nodded his head and got down on his knee to show his godson the special Christmas decoration.

"Wow. Cool," Little AJ whispered and looked at his godmother. "That's my brother," he said in amazement and pointed at the object Harm was holding in his hand. It was a crystal holiday ornament. A clear glass with a frosted portrait of Jimmy engraved in the center. Below the portrait was his name monogrammed in a very beautiful old scripture. It had a silk ribbon so it could be hung up on the tree.

"Do you have one of me as well, Auntie Mac?" Little AJ asked while Harm tried to find the right place on the tree for Jimmy's ornament.

"Of course I have, honey. Here," Mac answered with a smile and gave him his own. Then she ruffled his hair before returning to her work.

Little AJ stared at it in astonishment before giving it carefully to Harm. Then he walked to the box, trying to find out if his godmother had more of these special Christmas decoration in it.

"These are really beautiful, Mac," Harm softly told her, repeating his earlier words. "Where did you get them from?"

"I ordered them from a specialty shop in Vermont," Mac started to explain with a gentle voice, never stopping to decorate the tree.

"Is there a story behind it?"

Mac stopped with her work, looked at Harm with a smile and nodded. "A few years ago I found a picture of a Christmas tree my Uncle Matt had in his living room. And I remembered that he always had one of these ornaments with my portrait on it as decoration. I thought it was a very nice family tradition and that I should take it over. That's why I started to collect my very own family ornaments."

Harm responded with a smile of his own when Little AJ touched his arm. "Look, Uncle Harm. Mommy and Daddy," he explained happily and gave his uncle the ornament with the Roberts on it. "And that's Chloe with Jingo, right Auntie Mac?"

"Yes, that's Chloe with Jingo," Mac answered him before picking up his little brother, who was still lying on his blanket, having Winnie the Pooh safely in his arms. "Well, I'm done with my part of the tree. What about you guys?"

"We still have to get Uncle Harm's on the tree," Little AJ immediately answered and moved to the box. "Here." He took the last piece out of the box and gave it to his uncle.

"Thanks, AJ," Harm said and glanced at his own portrait before looking at Mac with a smile on his face. Then he kissed her forehead, for a short moment letting his lips linger on her soft skin. "Thank you, Mac, for letting me be a part of this beautiful tradition of yours," he softly told her before placing it on the tree as well.

Mac took a step closer to Harm and kissed him on the cheek. "You are a part of my family, and everyone who's important to me has a special place in my heart and my Christmas tree," she told him tenderly with a smile before getting the very last item out of the box. "And you're very special and important to me, Harm," she continued with a quiet voice. Then she gave a now slightly befuddled looking Harm the very last ornament she owned. "I guess it is time for the major event of this evening. Who wants to do the honor?" She asked and looked at the two men in front of her.

Harm looked at the item he got from Mac and smiled. "I think it is the perfect job for Mr. Roberts, don't you think so, Mac?"

Mac nodded at him and then smiled at her godson. "Yeah, I think it is the perfect job for him."

With that Harm gave Little AJ the Christmas tree topper, a lighted clear star, before he uplifted him so he would sit on his shoulder. "Are you ready, Mr. Roberts?"

"Yes, Sir," Little AJ proudly answered and attached the lighted star on top of the now fully decorated Christmas tree.

Harm took a few steps back and now stood right next to Mac, who was still holding Jimmy and Winnie the Pooh in her arms. Together they all admired the twinkling tree in front of them for a few moments.

"What do you think, AJ? Did we make a good Christmas tree for Auntie Mac?" Harm asked his godson and tried to look up at him, since he was still sitting on his shoulder.

"Uh-huh, it's beautiful," AJ whispered and threw his arms around Harm's neck to give him a bear hug.

Harm then looked at Mac. "What do you think? Did we do good?"

Mac smiled at him and nodded. "We did very good. It's really beautiful."

"Yeah, I think so too," Harm said and kissed Jimmy's forehead. "The little guy seems to think so too. Now what's next on the agenda?"

Mac looked up at his godson, knowing that he would be able to give the answer. "AJ?"

"PJ party," he screamed in delight and got a round of laughter in response, while his little brother was clapping his hands in excitement.

TBC…