Mac woke up early the next day. Harm was still sound asleep, so she got out of bed and got dressed. The previous day had been emotional for them, with first cleaning out Gram's room, then reading the letters and talking about their past. They had been good at not letting their past come between them, even though it had great potential to, but they had agreed that it had been good to remember a time when things were much more complicated for them. It made their life in the present that much more special.

Mac could hear piano playing as she descended the stairs. She followed the sound to the library and found Claire by the piano, Matthew was in the seat by the window reading a book, while Rose and Max lay on the floor, Rose was on her stomach reading a book, while Max was by her side, resting his head on her back.

Mac smiled as she took a mental picture of the scene before her. It was moments like this that she wanted to remember.

Claire ended the song. "Morning."

"Good morning," Mac walked over and hugged her. "Beautiful."

"We haven't gotten around to any breakfast yet," Claire said just as Matthew came walking over.

"Morning," Mac hugged him, then waited until Rose stood and hugged her too. "Are you enjoying your time here, Rose?"

"I love it here," Rose smiled shyly.

"How about some breakfast," Mac suggested.

"Mom," Claire reached for Grams old photo album on top of the piano. "I was telling Rose about Grams and the family living her. But do you remember Grams telling us about this picture?"

Mac looked at the picture Claire was referring to. "Yeah, that was the only picture Grams had with her Mom."

"I was telling Rose about it because I remember Grams showing it to me and Nathan, telling us about how she had to go live with strangers after her Mom died," Claire said.

"She did. She never knew her Dad, or who he was. It was just her and her Mom, then her Mom died and she went to live at an orphanage for a while until a couple came to get her and took her to their farm," Mac turned the page. "This is Grams with her new parent's."

"She was so beautiful," Claire said.

Mac nodded. "Both on the outside and the inside."

"Claire says that Nathan and she also aren't really yours," Rose said just as Harm walked into the library.

"I'm the only one who's really theirs," Matthew said and smiled. "But we're all a family, right Mom?"

"That's right, honey," Mac ruffled his hair.

"Mom and Dad adopted us," Claire explained to Rose.

"We sure did," Harm walked up to his wife and kissed her. "Good morning."

"Morning," Mac smiled. "Claire has been telling Rose about Grams."

"She was lucky to find a loving home, just like me, Nathan, Mattie and now Rose," Claire smiled brightly. "It's something to be grateful for."

"We are grateful too," Mac said and took Harm's hand.

"We truly are blessed," Harm agreed.

"Does that mean that I get to be with you forever?" Rose asked shyly.

Harm and Mac shared a loving smile, then looked at her. "Yes, it does."

Max barked.

They all laughed. "And you too of course," Mac sat down and scratched him behind the ear. "You are such a good friend to Rose."

"The best friend," Rose said with a bright smile.

Later

They ate breakfast, then Matthew, Rose and Max went outside to play in the snow. Claire was by the kitchen table looking through pictures and old albums. Mac joined her by the table.

"Harm senior and Harm junior looks almost exactly the same," Claire said and held up a picture of Harm's Dad.

"Yeah, although your Dad is taller, Grams said," Mac held up another picture. "I love this one."

"Is that Dad when he was a kid?" Claire reached for the picture. "And that's grandma."

"Matthew looks just like him, except from the eyes," Mac said.

"Yeah, they are all you," Claire put the picture down and reached for a more resent album and opened it. "Your wedding pictures. You look so amazing, Mom."

Mac smiled. "It was a nice day."

"I wish I had your looks," Claire said as she flipped the page.

"You are beautiful," Mac said and held up a picture of a very young Claire. "Look at this, you were so little."

"And look at baby Matthew," Claire pointed to a picture in the album she was looking through.

Mac smiled. "That was an amazing day. He was fresh out of the womb there. Your Dad took the picture while we were waiting on the ambulance. He sent it to Gram's on her email and called her from the hospital and asked her to check it. She hated computers, but when she saw the picture she understood why technology could be an amazing thing. Harm had a bunch of pictured developed and sent them to her."

"I can't believe Dad delivered him," Claire said with laughter.

Mac laughed too. "His plan was to stay by the head."

"What's so funny?"

They both turned to him standing in the doorway. "Baby Matthew," Mac said and held up that first picture of them.

"That was an interesting day," Harm said as he reached for the album. "Everyone said that first time labor would take hours, and of course the Marine here has to prove everyone wrong."

"We like to get things done effectively," Mac pointed out. "No point in dragging things out."

"You don't say," Harm handed the album back to Claire. "It was an amazing experience," he bent down and kissed Mac softly. "I love you."

She smiled lovingly. "I love you too."

"And your wedding picture, Dad," Claire held the album for him to see.

"I have a beautiful wife," he said and flashed Mac a sweet smile.

Claire smiled. "I love looking at old pictures. So many good memories. Like this," she held up the album. "Nathan and I were helping Grams make dinner."

Harm and Mac both laughed. "So cute," Mac said.

"Grams really let us try and fail. She really didn't care about getting a messy kitchen," Claire said with laughter.

"That's how I learned too," Harm said as he reached for a picture in the pile on the table. "Me and my Dad. The Christmas before he died."

"You were a very cute kid, Dad," Claire smiled and picked up another picture. "How old were you here?"

"Two maybe," Harm said and reached for the picture. "I was cute."

"Yeah, what happened?" Claire teased.

Mac laughed softly. "He's still cute."

"Thank you, honey," Harm put the pictures down on the table. "We should put all the lose pictures into albums too."

"I will buy more and we'll do it the next time we're here," Mac promised as she stood. "I better start packing."

"Me too," Claire said and started gathering the pictures. "I'm glad I decided to come with you, because this weekend has been great."

Harm smiled. "I agree."

Two hours later they were all packed and they had enjoyed lunch. It was time to leave and go back to the city. Harm took one last look around the house, making sure everything was secured, before he locked the door and walked over to the car.

"Time to head home then," he said as he got into the car.

Mac took his hand. "We'll be back soon."

Harm smiled and drove off.

This is the last part of this story. However, I have already started on the next story in the series and will post soon.

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