AN: Yes, I am writing more! =) I want to use all 14 days. Hopefully! Ideas welcome. I am changing the rating just in case. Small spanking of minor involved. DON'T READ IF NOT YOUR THING!

Day five of the deal was a Saturday. Originally, Mattie had plans to go out with her friends, but she was still feeling slightly clingy. Waking up early, she found Mac and Harm already in front of the TV with hot coco and Saturday morning cartoons.

"No matter how long I stay with you guys, it will still feel strange to know that you are really kids at heart."

Harm smiled and motioned for her to join them on the couch. She did, snuggling into his side.

"Plans for the day, kiddo?"

"I was thinking that we could go flying."

Mac, realizing that her daughter might need a daddy-daughter day said, "I have some work to do at home."

Harm nodded and said that he thought that sounded good. He needed to take Sarah up for a run anyway.

Driving out to the hanger brought back many memories for both Mattie and Harm. At one point, Harm reached over to hold onto Mattie's hand. He was hoping that she would open up to him a bit, and after a while, she did not disappoint.

"Did Mac tell you about the conversation that Susan and I had?"

"Yup. So, do you think you're going to do things that way instead?"

"I guess so. I mean, it seems more natural to just act the way I do. I'm sure I will probably get in trouble over something, being a teenager and all, but I don't have to intentionally do bad things."

Harm smiled. "You do still have that option, though. That was the deal. And I want you to feel like you can still follow through with that and that Mac and I will hold up to our side of the bargain, too."

Mattie squeezed Harm's hand in response and smiled up at him. "I love you."

Harm choked back a few tears as Mattie rarely said "I love you". Thankfully, they had arrived at the hanger, so a simple smile and hand squeeze back was all it took to tell his daughter the same thing.

As they gassed up the plane, Mattie looked out on to the runway. Remembering something from her past, she felt the sudden need to hug her dad.

"What's up, Matts?" Harm, sensitive to where her thoughts might be, hugged her back and ruffled her curls.

"I was just remembering… I wanted to go rollerblading and the best place to do it was on the runway. Mom said 'no', but I, of course, ignored her. I had a great time until I completely wiped out on the concrete. Just as mom was getting me cleaned up, she got a call from the Sherriff. Said dad was drunk and he had locked him up. Mom usually told him to let him sleep there for the night till he sobered up and then she would come get him in the morning—she didn't want me to see him drunk. For some reason, she didn't though. Before she left, she told me I was in trouble and that we would have 'discussion' when she got back. We never did have that discussion. The next night was the party that her and dad went to."

"When you say 'discussion'…"

"She was probably going to spank me. I mean, she hadn't done it since I was five or six, but she was pretty pissed off."

"You feel guilty about it?"

Mattie grimaced a bit. "That and a whole hell of a lot of other things."

"Language."

But, Mattie had already turned her thoughts to other memories. Resting her arms on the wing of the plane, Mattie buried her head in them.

Harm watched his daughter for a while before coming over to stand next to her.

"I love you, kiddo. You know that right?"

Mattie nodded into her arms.

Harm debated his next move for several seconds. Finally, he used his left hand to grip both of her arms. His right hand rested just above her upper back as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "No rubbing until I say you can."

Mattie held her breath, feeling surreal—lost in the memory of a time before all of this horribleness and what was now.

Three sharp stings on her bottom—left, right, left—brought her back to the present. And that was all she needed as she sobbed into her arms. Harm had moved to kneel beside her, ready to embrace her when she was ready which felt like forever to him, but in reality was only a few seconds. Father and daughter stayed embraced for quite some time, Mattie continuing to cry softly.

As Mattie started to pull away, Harm kissed her forehead. Mattie smiled up at him as she wiped away her tears on her sleeve.

"Thank you."

Harm, again, ruffled her curls and pulled both of them to their feet.

"So, are you going to tell Mac, or am I?"

Mattie thought for a minute.

"Can we not think about that right now? I'm ready to fly."

Harm found himself agreeing quite readily.