AN – This part contains a few Italian sentences and I hope they're correct. However, Italian for sure isn't a language I possess and should there be any mistakes, I do apologize. I tried my best but if you find any mistakes, please feel free to let me know so I can correct them. Thank you!

A Snowy Date In Belleville – Part 6

Disclaimer - See part one for all important information

Friday

December 24, 2004

The Rabb Farm

Harm & Mac's room

Outside Belleville, PA

6:23 AM

After Harm and Mac spent an incredible night of making love, touching and feeling, cuddling, more lovemaking and a little talking about plans for their future, exhaustion took over and they finally drifted off to sleep. Harm was spooned against Mac with his arm wrapped around her waist and his other arm under her head. Mac's hand was wrapped in his and their legs were intertwined.

It was still dark outside, as the morning sun hadn't risen yet when a ringing suddenly blasted through the quiet room. It was a noise that seemed to get louder with each second that passed and it brought Harm and Mac out of their deep slumber.

"Damn it," Harm muttered and without bothering to open his eyes, he sleepily let go of Mac's hand, stretched his body above her and quickly tried to hit the alarm clock on the nightstand to turn off the persistent buzzing.

His hand hit the blank space three or four times until he realized that there was no alarm clock on the nightstand and that the relentless noise wasn't coming from one.

Grumbling he let his head fall back into his pillow, as Mac suddenly started to move. "Shit," she cursed and tried to get out of his embrace, falling back onto her back when Harm's arms caught her and pulled her back into him.

"Where are you going?" Harm murmured groggily and turned his head more into his pillow, pulling Mac even closer to him.

"Harm, I have to get up. It's my cell phone," she told him and once more tried to wriggle out of his strong embrace.

"Just let it ring. It'll stop sooner or later," he said and was already nearly asleep again.

"No, it could be something important," she answered and was finally able to squirm herself out of his arms. She quickly jumped fully naked out of bed. Her quick movements causing her to sway a little. "Whoa." She took a deep breath, slowly exhaling and looked groggily around the room. "Damn, where the heck is my phone," she said rubbing her tired eyes, stumbling around the room, shaky and dazed from what little sleep she'd gotten as she searched for the still ringing phone.

Harm opened one of his eyes and looked bewildered at his fiancée jumping around the room naked. "Mac, just let whoever it is leave a message on your voice mail and come back to bed. I'm getting cold," Harm whined while a smirk covered his face.

"Yes!" Mac yelped triumphantly opening her bag, as the ringing became even louder telling her that she finally found her phone. She quickly retrieved it and hit the button to take the call. "Hello."

Harm groaned, took Mac's pillow into his arms and closed his eye again, waiting for sleep to claim him again.

Mac watched Harm as she listened to the caller and shook her head amusingly, knowing that Harm was already more asleep than awake by now. She just hoped that whoever was on the other end of the phone would make it quick so she could join him and get some more shut-eye herself while lying in Harm's warm arms.

Her body suddenly tensed when she realized who was calling. "Ciao. Si. Sono Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie," Mac said leisurely making her way to the windows as her tiredness vanished in a heartbeat. "Molto bene, grazie. Come sta?"

"Damn office," Harm murmured to himself after he'd heard what Mac said in Italian.

"Heck, it's Christmas Eve, can't people be left alone."

Mac nervously nibbled on her lower lip as she turned her attention back to her caller, keenly listening to every word he was telling her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before answering his question. "Si, per favore."

As soon as he had given her the answer, she gasped in shock and without any grace let herself fall back and down onto the windowsill, shivering as her naked back came in contact with the cold windowpane. "Sicuro?" She asked in a whisper, somehow not believing what he had just told her. She simply had to make sure she'd heard right. "Oh mio dio," she uttered astonished. 'Oh my god,' she repeated her words over and over again in her thoughts.

"Oh… no, no, no, un grandioso messaggio! Non ci posso credere. Io sono felice!" The caller obviously had the feeling that she hadn't taken the news he had just told her very well and Mac reassured him that everything was okay and that he had just surprised her and caught her off-guard.

Mac once more closed her eyes and tried to get herself under control as she continued to listen to his instruction. "Si. Mille grazie. Buon Natale e un buon anno nuovo!"

She shook her head and chuckled at his latest comment. "Molto bene. Arrivederci." Mac turned off her phone and took a deep breath. Her eyes wandered to the bed and she could see that Harm was sleeping. She chewed on her lower lip, tasted something salty and suddenly realized that tears were running down her cheek. "Oh Harm," she whispered and slowly stood up and walked away from the windowsill.

Her legs were shaky and she could barely hold herself upright. Mac knew it had nothing to do with tiredness. No, by now she was awake, wide-awake. Her ragged breathing matched her erratic heartbeat. "Breathe MacKenzie," she ordered herself in a whisper. "Take slow, even breaths."

Mac walked over to her bag, putting her cell phone back, and took a pair of panties and wool socks out and pulled them on. She smiled, removing Harm's shirt from the bag, held it to her nose and inhaled deeply, savouring its scent, Harm's unique scent. 'It still smells like him,' she thought.

It was the shirt she'd worn the morning after their first night together when she had gotten her orders to go to Naples. She had driven home to pack her bag and found it on her bed and decided to take it with her.

Mac smiled, shaking her head in dismay. This shirt was what had given her comfort and enabled her to attain some sleep while she was in Italy. She'd worn his shirt every night, dreaming that it was Harm's arms surrounding her and the moment she'd close her eyes, she would envision him giving her his flyboy grin that she loved so much. She never knew until then how much she could really miss someone.

She buttoned up the shirt and bent down to close the bag when her eyes caught site of Harm's Christmas gift lying in the corner of it. Mac quickly closed the bag and bit hard on her lips, trying her hardest not to burst out laughing. She definitely couldn't wait to see his face when he opened it.

Gingerly and on her tiptoes, Mac walked over to the bed where Harm was snoring lightly. He had moved and was now laying on her side more than on his, cradling Mac's pillow safely in his arms, a little smile gracing his lips.She eased herself down on the bed right next to him, gently letting her fingers run through his dark hair.

She moved her head down to his and softly kissed his cheek. "I love you so much, Harmon Rabb Jr.," Mac whispered into his ear and suddenly got the overwhelming urge and need to lay down right behind him and hold him close.

Carefully, so as not to wake him in the process, Mac slid under the blanket and moved closer to Harm. She spooned against him, moved her leg between his and affectionately wrapped her arm around him, wanting to enjoy herself a few minutes longer, before going down to the kitchen to make them some breakfast.

She nuzzled his neck softly kissing it as she closed her eyes to take in his unmistakable scent. A few minutes later she was fast asleep with the love of her life safely in her arms.