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"So I was thinking," Harm started nervously, "as much as I want you to myself for the next few days, we should probably tell my mum and Frank, and my grandma about this." He lifted up their intertwined hands, showing off the spectacular ring, which was at that moment, the only thing either one of them was wearing. It was Saturday morning, and they were dozing sleepily in Harm's bed, with Harm getting his wish to see Mac wearing nothing but her ring. "I think we should do it in person," he continued, rolling over on his side to look down at her. Mac had been dozing comfortably, and as she felt his weight shift, she opened one eye and looked at him,

"I hope they'll like me." She said softly, her tone belying the nerves that she was trying to hide inside. Harm chuckled, and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead,

"Trust me, they'll love you. Mum already loves you and she's never even met you!" he continued to pepper kisses down her face, pausing as he came to her lips, "I'll call mum later and see if she fancies coming into town. And maybe we could take a trip out to Grams' next weekend?" he asked hopefully. At her nod of assent he kissed her firmly on the lips, and they quickly got lost in the sensations, all other thoughts forgotten.

About an hour and a half later, Harm was awoken by a knock at the door. He looked down at Mac, cuddled up against him, and sighed. He slid out of bed as quietly as he could, not wanting to wake her, and quickly pulled on some boxers and a t-shirt, moving quickly through his apartment to open the door. Oh god, he thought as he looked at the visitor, I'm a dead man! Mac woke up soon after, noticing how cold she felt now that he had gone, and quickly got up to go look for him, pulling on the first bit of clothing she could find: her underwear and the black shirt Harm had been wearing the previous evening. She stumbled sleepily out of his bedroom, following the smell of coffee and the sound of low voices. As she stepped into the kitchen, her eyes widened slightly at the sight of an older woman sitting at the breakfast bar,

"Harm?" she asked, reaching up hastily to run her hands through her messy hair. They both spun round to face her, Harm's face blushing bright red at the sight of her wearing nothing but his shirt. The woman looked at her and smiled, amusement unmistakeable on her face,

"You must be Sarah" she said, holding out her hand, "Since Harm seems to have forgotten his manners, I'll introduce myself! I'm Trisha, it's nice to finally meet you." Mac physically felt the blood drain away from her face, Harm's mum, she was meeting Harm's mum for the first time wearing nothing but her son's shirt!

"Nice to meet you Mrs Rabb," she said nervously, returning the handshake, whilst throwing an apologetic look in Harm's direction.

"Please call me Trish," She replied with a friendly smile, "and don't look so embarrassed, I'm just glad the two of you have seen sense finally. All I've heard for the last 4 or 5 years is Mac this, Mac that, its nice to put a face to the name!" While she was speaking, Harm moved round behind Mac, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder protectively. She looked shyly at him, a trace of amusement sparkling in her eyes,

"Is that right Flyboy?! I told you it was you who couldn't get enough of me!!" she reached up to tuck her hair behind her ears, at which point she heard a sudden gasp.

"Harm?!" Trisha asked, looking hard at her son, "Is there something you would like to tell me?!" She gestured to Mac's left hand, which had paused where it was.

"I..Uh,…We, umm" Harm stuttered nervously, much to the amusement of his mother, "I asked Sarah to marry me, and she said yes."

"Congratulations!" Trish squealed, getting up and pulling them both into a massive bear hug. "When did this happen?!" She was so excited she was practically bouncing; We should introduce her to Harriet, Mac thought in amusement.

"Last night." Harm admitted quietly, unable to stop his flyboy grin from appearing at the memory.

"And you didn't even think to tell your mother that you were dating?!" Trish asked, in exasperated amusement. Her eyes softened slightly as she watched the pair, who had exchanged glances that clearly communicated a lot more than she could see, and she wondered what that was. They were quite clearly made for each other.

"I'm just going to get dressed," Mac said quickly, wanting to give Harm some time alone with his mother to digest their announcement. She stood up on tiptoe and gave Harm a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving them alone.

Trish waited until Mac had disappeared, before turning to her son, eyes sparkling with mirth and happiness,

"She's just as beautiful as you described, I'm so happy for you both." she said, walking over to her son to give him a hug. "Have you told your grandmother yet?" Harm shook his head,

"We were planning to go and visit next weekend. I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner mum, but we only got engaged last night." He smiled nervously at her. Her approval meant the world to him, and he was trying to recover form the shock and embarrassment of having to introduce his fiancée to his mother when it was perfectly clear to everyone what they had been up to. He sincerely hoped that Mac wasn't going to kill him once she had got dressed.

"And you've been dating how long?" Trish asked. Harm blushed again.

"A couple of weeks," he admitted quietly, his expression immediately defensive, and he continued before she could react, "But mum, this thing between Mac and I is.." she cut him up.

"Harm, you don't have to justify yourself to me. I'm your mother, I love you. But just to set your mind at ease, even I know that the pair of you have been together in one way or another for the last 5 years! There's a bond between you that nothing can break. For you two, there is no such thing as too soon! Frank and are so proud of you Harm, and your dad would be too." Harm looked away, embarrassed to feel a few tears pricking at his eyes at his mother's words. He pulled his mum back for another bear hug,

"Thanks mum," he whispered, "for everything."

"Your welcome," Trish replied, pulling back to look up at her son, "Now you go and get dressed too, I'm taking you both out for lunch to celebrate; I need to get to know my future daughter-in-law!"

"Oh my god, Harm that was so humiliating!" Mac said, the instant he stepped back into his bedroom. "You should have come and woken me up and warned me!" Harm had the grace to look embarrassed,

"I'm sorry baby, but she had only just got here, I didn't know she was going to be in town this weekend!" Harm pouted slightly. Mac laughed, she found it very hard to resist most of Harm's expressions, and this one was no exception. She walked over quickly, and kissed him gently, wiping the pout of his face. When they pulled back, Harm smirked at her, "still, you looked great wearing my shirt…" she smacked him lightly on the arm and stepped away from her embrace. "Get dressed sailor," she said teasingly, "I'm going to go ask your mum for embarrassing stories about you!" She winked at him and left the room. He stared after her retreating figure, a smile playing across his lips. I really am the luckiest guy alive, he thought as he headed to the shower, I really hope Mac and mum get on ok. And Grams too. She is going to love Mac. I can't believe how much my life has changed in the last few weeks. What would I have done if she had married Mic, he wondered for the umpteenth time in the last couple of weeks, It would have killed me. He smiled to himself as his mind drifted away from the past, to the events of the previous evening. He was still in awe that she had said yes, that he finally had the chance to love her like he had always wanted to.

When Mac left Harm, she headed nervously back to the kitchen to join her future mother-in-law, finding her flicking through a photo album she had found on the side and sipping a cup of coffee. Mac paused, silently berating herself when she realised that her hands were shaking slightly. Suck it up Marine! She told herself firmly, clearing her throat quietly.

"May I join you?" she asked hesitantly. Trish looked up and gave her a huge smile.

"Please, come, sit!" she exclaimed, indicating the seat next to her. "I've been waiting so long to meet you. Harm has told me so much about you." Mac blushed,

"All good I hope?!" she asked weakly,

"Nothing but!" Trish replied with a laugh, "He's done nothing but sing your praises for the last 5 years!"

"It's great to meet you too." Mac admitted with a smile, "although I'm terribly sorry for my appearance this morning." She blushed again.

"Don't worry about it dear. I can't say it wasn't a surprise, but it was also a bit of a relief to see that the two of you had finally come to your senses. Tell me, when, and how did this happen?!"

"A couple of weeks ago we had our annual JAG fundraiser, a singing contest. Harm sang 'Crazy Love' by Rod Stewart, do you know it?" at Trish's nod she carried on, a smile playing across her face at the memory. "He didn't take his eyes of me the whole time. It was the most romantic moment of my life. After that we took a walk in the rose garden of the hotel, and finally had the talk that we had been waiting 5 years to have." Mac looked up at Trish, seeing wistful tears in her eyes, "Then last night, he proposed when we were in the bar with everyone."

"He proposed in front of everyone?!" Trish asked, surprised, when it came to his emotions, Harm was an intensely private person, and she knew how hard he must have found singing to Mac, let alone proposing to her in a room full of people. Mac shook her head understandingly,

"No, not in front of everyone. We were sitting at the table with the rest of JAG and he slipped the ring onto my finger under the table and whispered to me 'I'm yours forever, will you be mine?'"

"Who would have thought that my son could be such a romantic!" Trish said with a laugh, truly touched by the story. She had instantly liked Mac, and from the second she had seen them together, could see that they were crazy about each other. "You are obviously good for him." She continued, "Now, how about you tell me some stories about my son that he might not have told me!"

A few moments later, Harm appeared, to find two of the most important women in his life, laughing hysterically at the story that Mac was recounting.

"To this day, I am sure he is the only lawyer to ever accidentally set off a gun that was part of the evidence in the middle of open court!" Mac giggled, and the two of them were almost doubled over with laughter.

"As I recall," Harm said teasingly, "I have never seen you duck so fast Jarhead!" Mac rolled her eyes at him and repeated her words form a few years earlier,

"I'm a Marine Harm, we don't duck we take cover."

"Sure ninja girl, you keep telling yourself that!" he replied, poking his tongue out at her.

"Yeah yeah flyboy, just remember, I'm not the one who put bullets in the ceiling of the courtroom!"

"They're still there?!" Trish asked in surprise. Mac giggled,

"Yeah, they left them there as a little tag, Harm's version of a graffiti tag!" she said, reaching out for Harm's hand to pull him towards her. He looped his arm around her shoulders, and smiled at his mum.

"I think it's safe to say I shouldn't leave the two of you alone ever again!" He said with a grin, "A man must have some secrets you know."

"Whatever you say dear!" Mac said mockingly, winking at Trish who laughed at them both.

"What do you say we go out for lunch to celebrate then?" she said, "Also, Harm, you really must phone Frank and let him know the news."

Yeah I know, a bit of a random chapter that one, but I hope you liked it all the same! If you want me to keep going then let me know!!!!!

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