A/N: Thanks for the reviews of the previous chapter! I hope this one meets with your approval:)

Chapter 59:

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead" said Harm as he reached towards the buzzing alarm clock on the nightstand.

"Mmmmm…do I gotta?" whined Mac, nuzzling her bare body as close to his as she could.

He kissed her forehead. "Yeah, you gotta. We've got a plane to catch, remember?"

"I remember" said Mac as she tried to wake up, "I'm just sleepy - you wore me out last night, flyboy…"

"I wore you out?" replied Harm with a hint of laughter in his voice. "As I recall, you were the one who uttered the words 'just one more time' exactly 3 times! Talk about not giving a guy a chance to recharge his batteries, Marine!"

"I don't recall any complaints" she retorted as she turned to face him.

"Babe" he said, "I'd have to be beyond crazy to complain about anything we did last night."

"I thought so" said Mac, smiling at the memory of their amazing wedding night.

"You wanna shower first or last?" asked Harm, gently moving a stray lock of hair away from her face.

"You can go ahead" she answered. "My boobs are killing me, so I'll take care of that while you shower."

"That's right" said Harm, "this is her usual feeding time, isn't it?"

"Actually 43 minutes past, on average" said Mac, "and believe me I'm feeling it!"

"I'm sorry, Mac" he said, "I know that's not comfortable for you."

"Nah, it's not" she replied, "but it's easily remedied, thankfully. I do hate having to pour everything down the drain for the next week, though. Seems like such a waste."

"Yeah, it does" said Harm as he rolled out of the bed, "but she's got more than enough at home to get her through the week."

"Yep" said Mac, pulling the covers up around her neck and rolling back onto her side.

"Hey, now" said Harm, "no going back to sleep after I get in the shower!"

"Yeah, yeah" mumbled Mac as she reluctantly threw the covers off and sat up. "There, happy?"

"Very" he answered, leaning down to kiss her lips as he headed for the bathroom.

"Thanks bro" said Harm as he finished talking to Sergei on the phone, "I really appreciate it. We will. OK, see you then, bye."

"Did he give you a hard time about the tux?" asked Mac as Harm closed his phone and went to double check that all the parts to the rented suit were together.

"A little" he laughed, "but he said he'd be happy to take care of it for me, which I knew he would."

"He's a great guy" said Mac, "must run in the family."

"You're too kind, babe" said Harm, walking up to his wife and pulling her close.

"We've got a plane to catch, remember?" she said as he began kissing the side of her neck.

"Yeah" he said, "can I have a rain check?"

"Definitely" she replied, planting a tender kiss upon his lips.

"Do we have everything?" he asked when their lips parted.

"I think so" she said.

"Great" he replied, "let's load the car, then I'll take the tux up front when I check out, and we'll be on our way."

"Sure" said Mac, grabbing the garment bag containing her wedding dress. "Do you think he'd mind taking this back home, too?"

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind" said Harm, "I forgot to ask him, but since he's coming anyway, why not let him take it instead of lugging it with us to Te-" He cut his sentence short, something that didn't go unnoticed with Mac.

"Lugging it with us to where?" she asked, looking him dead in the eye. "Come on, flyboy, spill it!"

"Not quite yet" he said, "but I promise I'll tell you today!"

"You'll tell me today?" she exclaimed, "we'll be there today!"

"True" he said, "but I promise to tell you before we get there. I just want it to be a surprise for as long as possible, just trust me, please?"

"I'll trust you" she said with a no-nonsense smile, "but this better be good or I'll kick your six so hard you'll wake up back in the Rose Garden!"

"Uh-oh" laughed Harm, "I'm not sure I care to relive everything between then and now, so I better keep my word, huh?"

"You know it, my dear!" answered Mac, reaching up on her tiptoes and kissing his lips. "Now, let's get this stuff loaded up so we can be on our way to 'Mysteryland'."

"Where are we?" asked Mac after they'd been on the road for just under 2 hours.

"Getting closer to the airport" answered Harm. Knowing his answer was grossly insufficient, he looked over at Mac and turned on the flyboy smile.

"Nuh-uh, sailor" said Mac, "that smile will not spare you the wrath of my curious frustration!"

"Ah" said Harm, "can't blame a guy for tryin'."

He had a point, and he knew it. So did she.

"We're a few miles east of the airfield" he finally said, "which is in a teeny tiny place called Wainwright."

"So" she said, "I assume it's a teeny tiny airfield?"

"Yep" answered Harm, "actually, that's it in the distance out there." He pointed to the east, where the neon orange windsocks could be seen over the horizon.

"It doesn't look big enough for anything except crop dusters and Steermen" said Mac as they got closer. "You wouldn't dare…"

"What?" he asked, "take a crop duster or a Steerman? Come on, Mac, give me a little credit!"

"Sorry, sorry" she said, holding her hands up in the air, "just had to ask, since I still haven't a clue where we're going…"

"Well" he said, "I promise you we're taking a much nicer aircraft than either of those."

"You're not flying us, are you? she asked, the wheels still turning in her mind.

"Nope, I'm not" he replied as they pulled into the driveway of the tiny airfield. "I've got it all taken care of, just wait and see."

Mac laughed. "Do I have much choice?"

"Hmm…" said Harm, "not really!"

Mac smacked him on the shoulder.

"Husband abuse! Husband abuse!" he cried.

"Goofball, I swear!" laughed Mac as Harm pulled into a parking place. "Now get in there and do whatever you need to do to keep your little scheme moving. I'm gonna call and check on Ainsley."

"I wanna talk to her, too" he said, " so don't hang up before I get back, OK?"

"She can't talk, babe" said Mac, "but I won't hang up before you have a chance to talk to her, I promise."

As Harm went inside the hangar, Mac called Trish's cell phone.

"Good morning" said Mac, "how's everyone doing?"

"We're fine" said Trish. "How was your evening?"

Mac blushed more than a little at the thought of all the things she'd done with this woman's son in the preceding hours.

"It was really nice" she finally replied. "How'd Ainsley do once we left?"

"Fairly well" replied Trish. "She fussed some on the way back home after we brought you your car, but once we got back to Bellville and I got her upstairs and rocked her a little, she went out and slept until just after 7:00."

"That's good" said Mac, missing her baby girl a lot more than she was letting on for fear of winding up in tears again. "How's she doing with the bottles?"

"Weeeell…" said Trish, which immediately told Mac the answer wasn't good.

"That bad, huh?" replied Mac. "Sorry about that, I guess we should have worked with her more before we left."

"Oh, it's not that bad, really" said Trish, "she fights us for a few minutes each time, but before long realizes that it's that or nothing and then she takes it. Don't worry too much, Mac, she's eating, I promise."

"I know" answered Mac, "and it sounds like she's doing the same thing she always does when Harm tries to give her a bottle, so I'm not as concerned as I'd be if she hadn't ever acted that way before."

"I understand" said Trish. "She misses her mama, but honestly, she's doing fine."

"Glad to hear it" said Mac. "Hey, is she close by? I'd like to talk to her."

"She's right next to me" said Trish. "We're on the road back to DC. Let me put the phone to her ear, hang on."

Mac waited a few seconds before speaking.

"Ainsley…" she said. "Hi, baby girl! Mommy misses you… yes she does…are you being good for your grandma and grandpa? Of course you are. Oh, here comes your daddy…"

Hearing Mac's end of the "conversation", Trish continued holding the phone to the baby's ear as Harm came on the line.

"Ainsley…" said Harm to his daughter. "It's daddy…are you being good? I'm sure you are. I miss you, beautiful, yes I do…"

Ainsley looked around wide-eyed as she listened to her father's voice. Trish smiled as she watched, taking to heart how much the tiny tot resembled Harm at that age.

"Bye-bye, sweet girl" he said, "we love you!" Hearing those words, Trish moved the phone back to her own ear.

"Hi, son" she said, "are you having fun?"

"Yeah, we are" he answered, "we're at the airfield now, just getting ready to get on the plane."

"Have you gotten a look at it yet?" she asked, "the plane, I mean?"

"Yeah" he replied, "tell Frank he did great and thank him for me, would you?"

"Of course, dear" said Trish. "I'll let you go, you two have fun and stay safe, we'll talk with you soon."

"Sure thing" said Harm, "bye, mom."

"Lemme guess" said Mac as Harm folded the phone shut, "Frank handled the plane arrangements?"

"Indeed he did" replied Harm as he opened Mac's door and offered her a hand in getting out. "Not surprising, huh?"

"Nope" she answered as she stepped down, "he's got more connections than AT&T!" Harm laughed at the reality of her statement.

"Well, follow me, babe" said Harm, "our chariot awaits."

"Wow!" exclaimed Mac as they stepped on board the plane. "This is really nice!"

"You like it better than the last one?' he asked her, referring to the jet they'd traveled to California on when he proposed at Santa Monica Bay.

"Hard to say just yet" she replied, "ask me once we get underway." The gleam in her eye made it clear to him what kind of in-flight activities she had in mind.

"Careful, Marine" he said softly as he pulled her close, "this is, after all, the private jet of a very prestigious…somebody or other that Frank knows from…someplace!" They laughed together at the fact that they were using the plane of some incredibly wealthy person who wouldn't know them if they walked smack into him.

"Yeah" she said, "but for today, it belongs to us." She ran her fingers across his chin before bringing it down for a kiss.

"Red light, Colonel" said Harm when the kiss began to escelate. "I need to go make sure they've gotten everything out of the car and lock it up, then I'll be back."

"I'll miss you" she said, looking at him with an exaggerated pout on her lips.

"I'll miss you, too" he replied with a smile as he headed down the steps and towards the parking lot. Upon final check of the SUV, he locked it up, left the keys with the field boss in case he needed to move it while they were gone, and returned to the plane.

"All ready to go, my love?" he asked, settling into the seat next to Mac.

"I've been ready for years" she replied.

He smiled. So had he.

"Mmm…" said Mac as she tucked her head underneath Harm's chin, pulling the blanket up just a bit. "Think I passed my quals yet?"

"Quite possibly" he replied with a smile. "Some of your moves just amaze me, Mac."

"Why, thank you" she said, "I'm just glad the pilot didn't come back here!"

"Hey, I was quiet!" said Harm.

Mac looked at him with a "yeah, right!" expression.

"OK" he said, "compared to the way I'd normally react to the things we were doing, I was relatively quiet, how about that?"

"I guess so" laughed Mac. "Now I, on the other hand, was quiet."

"For the most part" said Harm as he ran his fingers through her hair, "you were quiet. Now towards the end that last time, I dunno…"

"What do you mean?" she asked, "it's not like I screamed out your name or anything."

"No" he said, "but the 'oh, God's' were getting pretty loud…"

Mac laughed. "What can I say? You know all the right moves, babe."

"And to think" he said, "we didn't even take our clothes off…well, mostly…"

"So tell me" she said, "where do we get to continue this tonight?"

"Alright" he said, "since I did promise to tell you today, and since we're almost there, I'll tell you."

"Can I guess first?" asked Mac.

"Sure" he answered, picking up her left hand and kissing her ring finger.

"Well" she said, "when you almost let it slip earlier, it sounded like you started to say either Tennesee or Texas. We've been in the air entirely too long for it to be Tennessee, not to mention there's not a lot of water there, so I'm gonna say Texas. Am I right?"

He moved her head up so he could see her face and planted a heated kiss on her lips.

"Very good" he said, "yes, we're going to Texas."

"Very cool!" replied Mac. "You're right, we've never talked about going there, but I've heard there's so much to do, so many places to visit and sights to take in, I'm sure we'll have an amazing time."

"Any time I get to spend with you is an amazing time, Mac" he said. "Have I told you today how much I love you?"

"In words" she replied, "no, but your actions since we got on this plane spoke loud and clear."

"I meant everyword" he said, leaning down to kiss her lips once more.

A/N: I'm going to TRY to write a chapter every other day or so if I can. My grandma is now out of the hospital, so I'm hoping to have a little bit more computer time - however I never know for sure. I'll write when I can and post as often as possible, I promise:)