A/N: I guess you liked what I did with the order thing huh? You guys are just very anxious to get to the wedding part. Well, that might be after this chapter, or maybe even next week. You'll never know.

Abigaile, sorry for not getting back to you but there was a slight problem with my computer when I wanted to. Hope you can forgive me. And Audra, honey, where are you?

Anyway, here's the next chapter. Hope you'll enjoy.

Harm's apartment

North of Union Station, DC

1033 hours local

Harm was sitting on his couch, a steaming mug with coffee in his hands. Married. He still couldn't believe it. Married.

He had been repeating the scene outside the JAG building this morning in his head over and over again. During their run this morning, the Admiral had first called Mac with the order to report to HQ's ASAP. Then he had called Harm with the same orders.

So, they had cut their run short, sprinted to their cars and drove to HQ's. To find AJ with a smirk on his face and the papers with orders in his hand.

That was when they had found out that their orders were to get married. Not in a week, or a month or a year, but today. Harm took a sip of his coffee and felt the hot liquid make its way down his throat.

Every moment he had shared with Mac was flashing through his mind. The dock, right after he'd found Diane's killer, Russia, Sydney, the Admiral's porch on her engagement party, the mistletoe kiss three or four Christmases ago. The birth of little AJ and their baby deal.

Shifting in his seat, Harm tried to figure out what to do. Go to the church and then find out that it was all a joke? He wasn't so sure his heart could take another disappointment after what had happened to them in Paraguay. But he and Mac were fine now, weren't they?

He leaned forward and took the photo album laying on his coffee table. Flipping it open, he started to smile. And suddenly, he registered something. This was the photo album he started to put together almost a decade ago. There were a few photos with him and Kate and later on with Meg, but there was one permanent woman in the pictures after that. Mac. Sarah.

Pictures that had been taken on unguarded moments, pictures of JAG-family gatherings, pictures of him and Mac with little AJ. Pictures taken on missions, in Iraq, Afghanistan, Australia, Italy. They were all from him and Mac. After the last picture taken on a JAG-family gathering with Lt. Singer, he flipped the page and stumbled on a picture of him and Mattie. Right. Singer's death and then Paraguay happened and they hadn't even been friends.

But turning another page, he found a couple pictures with Mattie and Mac. Under the one that included Jen he'd written: The most important girls in my life.

Harm took another sip of his chilling coffee and leaned back, trailing the photograph with his finger. The simple truth. Mac, Mattie and Jen were the most important girls in his life. Mac was the most important woman in his life.

Making up his mind, Harm decided to take the shot and go to the church. If only to see how much work the Admiral had put into the whole ''wedding'' thing. And even if the Admiral hadn't really pulled a wedding together, he would confess all of his feelings to Mac and get married nonetheless. He was really getting married.

Mac's apartment

Georgetown, VA
1043 hours local

Mac had been biting her lips till bleeding, she couldn't remember how many cups of coffee she had had since she'd come home, and now she was pacing. What the hell was she so scared of?

Marriage. Love. She was afraid of love. Why was she afraid of love? The Admiral had to have some real, legitimate reason for giving them life-changing orders like that. Right?

She ran a hand through her hair. It wasn't that Harm wasn't an important part of her life, because he had proven to be, but what did the Admiral see that she couldn't? Walking around the living room, Mac stopped in front of her mantelpiece.

Okay, so Harm was in practically every picture as far as she could see. He was her best friend! There were pictures of him, him and Mattie, him, Mattie and her. The two of them with little AJ. Mac sighed. Sure, she would admit it, she was in love with him. Very much in love with him. Had been for as long as she could remember.

Backing away from the mantelpiece she walked to her bedroom. For the first time in three days, he hadn't spent the night at her place. And she'd missed him. She'd had a hard time falling asleep last night. She even missed Mattie's antics before she went to bed. Mattie would protest loudly when it was time to go to bed, let the music blast out of her stereo and sorts… She hadn't heard that last night.

Moving into the bathroom, she saw his toothbrush, his razor, his after shave. All that typical Harm things. When she turned around she saw his robe hanging on the door and buried her head in the fabric, sniffing his scent.

Would she be a good girl and obey orders, go to the church? Or would she run away and disobey orders?

Mac knew better than to fool her heart again. The Admiral was giving everything she ever wanted to her on a silver plate. A marriage to the man she loved. She would be his wife and Harm would be her husband.

She let herself fall on the bed, and started to smile, laugh even. Hysterically. She couldn't stop. Fishing his shirt up from under his pillow, she pressed it to her face. Tomorrow she would wake up next to him. Tomorrow she would wake up next to him as Mrs. Harmon Rabb Jr.

Orders or not, she was going to the church at 1245. And for the first time in years, Mac admitted to herself that she loved Harmon Rabb jr. She really did.

St. Peter's Church

Washington DC

1308 hours local

Mattie was pacing. Harm and Mac had both come in, separately, but they were here. Getting ready for their wedding. For a moment, everybody had been afraid that they weren't going to show, especially after AJ had told their reaction.

But apparently all it took were orders, a couple of hours at home to think and that was it. Nothing more than that.

Josh took her by her shoulders and used his index finger to lift her head up. 'They're here Nemo. That was today's million dollar question and they came. Stop being so nervous'.

He was looking so cute in that dress whites. He really was. And that concerned look in his eyes… Mattie smiled. 'I know. But I'm still nervous'.

'Why?'

'Because there are a lot of things that can happen between now and the 'I do'. You'll see that the moment they've actually said 'I do', I'll let my breath out. Like the rest of them, who are gathered in this church by then'.

She was trembling and Josh wrapped her in his arms. 'It'll be fine. Get yourself together Mats. You need to hand out gift bags. If you don't, we will only have the pictures the professional photographer made and that was not the idea was it?'

Mattie smiled. 'Thanks Squish'.

'You're very welcome'. He gave her hands one last squeeze, kissed her lips and turned around to the table with gift bags.

Jen and Harriet had decided that they would hire a professional photographer, that they would tape the ceremony and everything, but also that the attending guests would get to make pictures. If there were special moments, and no doubt that there would be, they would see, they had the possibility to snap them.

Besides a camera the bag had today's schedule, rose pedals for when Harm and Mac would walk out of the church and some other things like Kleenex tissues. Just in case.

The first guests to arrive were Frank and Trish with Grandma Sarah. They had decided that they weren't going to fuss over the bride and groom but let the day just wash over them. Besides, neither Harm and Mac had any idea that they would be here.

Little AJ came with his uncle Mickey, wearing the cutest little tux Mattie had ever seen.

'Look Mattie!' He started to whirl in circles.

Mattie laughed. 'You look really good AJ'. She looked up to Mickey. 'Bud has the rings. I think he's in the grooms dressing room or at least around it'.

He nodded, took AJ's hand and walked along. Slowly, the church started to get fuller and fuller. Chaplain Turner, with his son and daughter-in-law, Bobbi Latham and her boyfriend, Jack Keeter and his fiancée…

When Vic came to take a look, the church was filled for almost seventy-five percent. 'I didn't know they knew so many people. I first thought that this church was a bit too big but now I'm starting to worry if it's not too small'.

Josh handed another gift back to another guest and smiled. Looking at his watch he said: 'The guest of honor should be here any minute now Vic. Would you mind seeing if he's on his way yet?'

Vic shook his head and started to walk out of the church, just at the moment the guest of honor arrived with Admiral Chegwidden. Vic shook his hand. 'It's nice to meet you sir'.

'Same here Lt. Now, let's go and get them married'.

You know what to do!