JAG Headquarters, Monday morning

The morning staff meeting was a minute away and Harm saw General Creswell walk past his office just as he hung up the phone. He was in the middle of a trial and had gotten some last-minute information that he needed to check out before court. He had to ask the judge for a continuance. Debating whether he had time to get some coffee, he decided against it and he hurried to his feet and headed for the elevators.

Creswell had just started the meeting when Harm arrived. "Nice of you to join us Commander Rabb."

"Sorry, sir. Something came up," he walked over and found his place beside Mac who offered her coffee to him. He offered a sweet smile in her direction and took the coffee. He noticed Kate Pike across the table and raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"As I was saying. Commander Pike will be with us the next two weeks while she waits for her terminal leave papers to come through," Creswell continued. "Now, Commander Rabb, an update on the Lee Court Martial."

Harm put Mac's coffee down. "Yes, sir. I'll be asking for a continuance today. There was some last-minute information that caught my attention this morning and I want to check it out. That's why I was late, sir. Hopefully the prosecution won't mind?" he added towards Turner.

"Should be fine," Sturgis smiled. "But I thought you'd want to get this done so that you could focus on your upcoming wedding?" he teased.

Harm chuckled. "I can multitask."

"This doesn't mean a trip to a carrier now does it?" Creswell wondered with warning in his tone.

"No, sir. The Sea Hawk docket yesterday so the witness is in town," Harm assured.

"Good. Moving on," Creswell handed Bud a file.

The morning staff meeting neared its end when Mac excused herself to get to a meeting. Creswell rounded the staff meeting with another reminder that they were short staffed come next week so everyone had to pull extra duty over the next weeks. Harm knew that he was partly responsible for the shortness of staff and noticed the looks from Sturgis and Bud.

"I'll send you good thoughts from the beach in Hawaii," Harm said after Creswell had ended the meeting.

"So, you're getting married?" Kate smiled teasingly. "You?"

"It's good to see you too Kate," Harm chuckled. "Leaving the Navy again?"

"This time for real," she promised. "The firm I worked for before 9/11 happened have expanded their business to Washington D.C, and they gave me an offer I couldn't resist."

"They'll be lucky to have you," Harm smiled reassuringly.

"So, how is your ward? And who is this lady who finally calf roped you?" Kate wondered.

Bud cleared his throat. "You'll be late for court, sir."

"I'll tell you all about it later," Harm promised. "We'll do lunch or something. Maybe tomorrow?"

"In the meantime, I'll see if I can pick up some office gossip," Kate teased.

Harm chuckled as he left the library.

Wednesday JAG Headquarters

Harm whistled as he crossed the bullpen. He had been having a great day in court. The verdict would be given after lunch and then there was the sentencing the next day. He could wrap up his office and go home after lunch the next day.. Friday he wouldn't be in at all. Too much to do to make sure everything was ready for the big day. His wedding day.

Kate disappeared into Mac's office as he walked into his. She had been happy for him. Happy for them both, reminding him that the last time she had been to JAG he had been jealous because Mac was marrying another man. The last time they met, while he was on assignment in San Diego where she was stationed, she had gotten him to admit that he was waiting for Mac to be ready to be with him. He would wait for as long as it took.

"What did you do to Harm?" Kate wondered as she put a pile of files on Mac's desk. "I have known him for years and I have never seen him like this. He's really happy. I mean really, really happy."

Mac smiled. "Well, that goes for both of us."

"No kidding," Kate offered a teasing smile. "The last time I saw you. In Pearl, remember? You had sworn off men."

Mac chuckled. "That was only a year after Mic dumped me. As I recall you were leaving the Navy for a man and a job in private law."

"It's a good thing Mic did," Kate pointed out. "And the job was good, the man not," Kate laughed softly. "Seriously, it's so great to see you both this way. I always hoped Harm would be able to let go and find someone who could handle him. I knew the moment I met you that you were the one."

"Really?" Mac was surprised by that.

A knock on the door made them turn. "Ladies," Harm handed Mac a file. "Your office is a mess. Will you be able to take Friday off?"

Mac looked around and wrinkled her nose. "I hope so."

"Don't worry. I'm helping," Kate reassured.

Harm smiled just as General Creswell called attention to orders and they hurried into the bullpen and snapped to attention.

"Commander Rabb, front and center," Creswell ordered.

Harm stepped in front of his commanding officer. "The President of the United States, acting upon the recommendation of the Secretary of the Navy has placed special trust and confidence in the patriotism, integrity and abilities of Commander Harmon Rabb Junior. In view of these special qualities and his demonstrated potential to serve in the higher grade, Commander Harmon Rabb Junior is promoted to the permanent grade of Captain, United States Navy effective June 8th. By the order of the Secretary of the Navy."

After Harm had said the oath, the General offered his hand. "Congratulations Captain Rabb."

"Thank you, sir," Harm shook his hand.

"It's well earned," Creswell smiled. "Dismissed.

There was a round of congratulations and handshakes, before Harm turned to Mac who had let the other's get the chance to congratulate him first. Breaking protocol she hugged him. "Congratulations. I'm really proud of you."

"Thank you," he smiled as he unwillingly released her. "You don't mind marrying a Captain on Saturday?"

"I think I can handle it," she smiled widely.

"And," Creswell handed Harm a sheet of paper. "Your new orders. I hope you like Yorkshire pudding."

Harm read the paper. "Force Judge Advocate Europe?" Harm looked between Creswell and Mac. "London?"

"You report to your new duty station August 1st. Colonel," Creswell turned to her and handed her a sheet of paper.

Mac read it. "Joint Legal Services, Europe and Africa."

"It's a completely new command. Navy and Marine Corps lawyers in the field under one command. You'll be working closely with the Marine Forces Europe command, General Porter is in command," Creswell hesitated. "It's in Stuttgart Germany as you know, but your office will be in London. You might have to travel a bit, but the people under you will do most of the field work. Your job is to oversee them. I hear the Marine Corps promotion board is gathering in late July, so the odds are that you'll be full Colonel by the time you resume command."

"I don't know what to say, sir," Mac admitted.

"It's well earned. For both of you," Creswell smiled.

Later that night

Harm whistled as he descended the steps from their bedroom carrying a box. Since Mac's lease needed renewal they had decided to just live at his place until they could find a house. They had decided to wait until they had come back from their honeymoon to start looking, and now they wouldn't have to. Harm had already planned on calling a realtor to get his apartment on the marked.

"Another box for the storage place," he placed it on top of another one by the door and looked around. "This place is not mine anymore, huh?"

Mac smiled from her place on the couch. Her feet up on a box she was looking over her list of things to do and to remember. "It's a nice mix of me and you, don't you think?"

"Yeah," he walked over and slumped down on the couch by her side. "Although, what's with women and the need to have all those pillows on the bed? I mean, all we do is move them onto the bed, then off the bed."

"Are we really having this discussion, again?" she smirked as she crossed off a thing on her list.

Harm took the list from her and threw it on the table. "Enough with the list woman," he drew her into his arms. "Let's enjoy this a little. We've moved you out of your apartment and in here. We're finally done."

She tried to reach for the list again. "Just double checking a few things."

"Not tonight," he moved the list out of her reach with his foot. "Chloe will be here tomorrow night, that means no inappropriate behavior, so we better get that out of our systems tonight," he started kissing her neck.

"The timer will go off in three seconds so…" she chuckled when he abruptly stopped his kissing.

"You don't have it down to the very last second do…." The timer went off.

"I told you," she started to stand. She heard him laugh as she walked over to the stove and opened the oven. "Perfect."

She felt his arms circle her waist. "Like you."

"What is up with you?" she wondered as she turned in his arms.

"Just happy," he kissed her softly.

"People mention that all the time," she turned and took the dish out of the oven. "Pasta, vegetables and chicken, with carbonara sauce and of course, cheese on top."

"I like this domestic side," he teased as he started getting plates and glasses. "People mention what all the time?"

"That you look happy," Mac brought the dish to the table. "Kate said it today."

"Well, I am happy," he smiled. "Aren't you?"

"Of course I am," she moved into his embrace and hugged him close, before lifting her head to look at him. "I love you."

"I love you too," he kissed her softly.

Later

Harm finished talking with Mattie and hung up. She would be there the next day, staying over with them until Saturday along with Chloe. It would be cramped with two teenagers on the floor and couch. Harm was spending the last night before their wedding at Sturgis place, and Mac and the girls were staying at their apartment.

Harm smiled as he saw Mac, only clad in his shirt, looking through her last box. She turned to him with a gun in her hand. "Isn't it a little early in our relationship for you to be drawing guns on me?" he joked.

She smirked. "Where do you keep your gun?"

"In a box in my closet," he stood and walked over.

She took a box from the bigger box and opened it, revealing another gun and bullets. "I always kept one in a hiding place by the door," she put the second gun into the box with the other and closed it. "Can you put this with yours."

"Sure," he took it from her.

"I think that's it," she walked over to the door and put the empty box on top of other boxes. "I'm officially moved in."

Harm finished putting away her guns and walked back to the living room. "We should celebrate," he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Didn't we just do that?" she wondered with amusement.

He gathered her into his arms than looked at her with wonder. "I just realized that I'm living with a girl."

Mac laughed. "You just realized? We've pretty much lived together ever since that first night."

He smiled. "That was some night," he ran his hand up her thigh, inside his half-buttoned shirt that she threw on after making love earlier. "I've never lived with anyone before," he reminded her.

Momentarily distracted by his touch she had to think about what he had been saying. "Well, now is the time to change your mind, because come Saturday…" he silenced her with a deep kiss.

"Not going to change my mind, ever," he promised as he ended the kiss. "For the first time in my life I've been happy, really, really happy for the last three months. I love you."

She looked into his eyes and saw nothing but love. He had let go completely. "I love you too."