Author's Note: I was on a roll, so I've been trying to see if I can update every other day for the month... lucky for you and more work for me. Some stories are coming more naturally to me and I go in waves, so here's what you get for now!

"So, what do you think about this?" Jenna says, placing a picture of a centerpiece in front of Mac.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because it's too much."

"Mac, didn't you just get done telling me that all these people have been waiting forever for the two of you to get married? My e-mails with Harriet alone tell me that much without what you said."

"I know that, but I don't want a big thing. Why do you think we got married the way we did?"

At this, the look on her face goes to annoyance, "because your husband was leaving the country and you were retiring from the Marines and you needed to be married… and the whole loving each other part."

Mac just squints her eyes in the direction of her friend as she takes another sip of her water.

"Okay, and can I just make a comment? What is with you and the water here lately. I swear to God that in the two hours I have been here you have drank an entire bathtub." Jenna asks with a laugh and Mac blushes.

"Harm and I are 'not trying'" she says simply, putting air quotes up for her friend.

"Okay… that makes no sense to me."

"Well, not yet, but in a week… we decided that we want to try for a baby, but we aren't going to actually try. We're just going to do what we do and see what happens."

"That doesn't explain the water."

"I like his idea of not really getting into a schedule or getting the doctors really involved or anything like that, but I was worried about getting pregnant and not realizing it like last time, and not doing something right." She says, gesturing with her hands as she goes, while Jenna still looks confused.

"Still not explaining."

"So we decided that we would really work on getting healthy and giving me and us the best possible chance from the get go. Which reminds me… what are your thoughts on running and/or pilates?"

"Oh no… you are not getting me on this ride. I don't sweat unless it is sitting by the pool in the summer."

"But don't you want to look soooo good doing it?" Mac says with pleading eyes.

"No… I like my muffin top."

"Oh stop it, you don't have a muffin top!" She squeals, this time throwing her napkin at her friend.

"No, seriously, I'm looking into the Sports Complex to see what kind of things they are offering and I'm thinking about joining over there."

"What about the base?"

"But then my lovely friend Jenna can't come with me!"

"I will come with you to try it out… on one condition."

"What?"

"You start actually saying yes to some of the things that Harriet and I are planning for this reception."

"Deal... so there's this spinning class that I want to try tomorrow."

Her day is a good one and the doctor called to confirm her appointment for Thursday right before Harm walked in the room, so she had a smile on her face.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Well, I may have convinced Jenna to work out with me during the day, which is wonderful, and we are confirmed for Thursday."

"Good!" he says with a quick kiss to her lips.

"However, I do have some bad news…."

He turns to look at her with concern before the big smile breaks out on her face.

"Jenna just left like an hour ago and I didn't really have time to make dinner… so we are going to have to splurge and go out."

"We are going out, but we are ordering healthy my darling."

"I know… I just like the idea of a little date night in the middle of the week."

"Very nice… and how did your phone call go with Northwestern?" he asks and she smiles again.

"The professor hooked me up with a group that is going to be graduating this Spring, so it will give me a few months to prepare with another group. He thought that it would be good for the group too, since I've already actually practiced law."

"Did he say anything else?"

"We talked for a little bit about my background because he was curious for the need to study and the reason behind my moving."

"Sounds like everything is going well."

"It is."

"Good." Harm says walking to the office to drop off his things before going upstairs to change into his civies.

When he walks out of the bathroom, his wife is sitting on the bed with a curious glare on her face.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"I'm just about to ask you the same thing. What's up flyboy?" she then asks, patting the bed next to her for him to sit down.

"There's just a lot going on at work, and I'm starting to get overwhelmed. I keep trying to go in earlier and earlier every day to catch up with things, but it isn't working."

"Okay… so stay a little later a few nights too."

"I'm not doing that to us." He says, shaking his head.

"Harm, you and I used to work well into the evening when we were working at JAG as senior officers. You now have your own command. It is bound to be more work from time to time and I get that." She replies, placing her hand on his shoulder and trying to reassure him.

"I just don't know if I can do this at all. It is a lot."

"Then plan it all out… I know that this isn't going to sound too appealing, but why don't you take Saturday to go in. There won't be a lot of people there, and you can set things out to prioritize. Then do a little work and I'll come grab you for lunch. If you're done for the day, we go home, and if you're not, then we go back to your office and see what I can help you with."

"Mac, you can't."

"Who is going to know?"

"I will…. But I do like your idea, as long as you don't mind."

"Harm, I was the one who suggested it. Get caught up, and get yourself straight now that you've been in for a while. You keep forgetting that you have only done this for a few months. You think that AJ Chegwidden just walked in on his first day as the JAG and all was rosy and laid out for him?"

He sits there for a minute after listening to her speech and the next words that come out of his mouth are words that she certainly wasn't expecting.

"We should have gone to San Diego. You should have your own command and I should be fishing. You have such an amazing sense of leadership and you were such a good Chief of Staff when we were at JAG. Mac, you were meant for something like this."

"No…. I was meant for you and I was good at the other, and I couldn't have both, so I chose you."

He places his face in his hands and shrugs his shoulders like a lost little boy for a few minutes before finally looking up to meet her eyes.

"I'm just frustrated."

"Why don't you skip the doctor on Thursday then?"

"No. That I won't do."

"It is probably going to be a lot of talking and boring stuff anyway. I'm not pregnant yet, so there isn't anything fun to see. In fact you'll have to be out of the room for part of the exam anyway."

"I'm going to be there because I have plenty of questions to ask her as well."

Her eyes sparkle at this, knowing that he is as committed to this idea as she is. It is a great feeling knowing that the man you love can love you that much in return, and with that statement she leans in to kiss him.

They stay there for a while, letting it take its natural course for the evening until her stomach loudly grumbles.

"You know, between your stomach and the time clock thing, I think you could probably work as an atomic clock somewhere. That has to serve a purpose in some way, right?"

"I'll serve my purpose right here." She says, sitting up in bed and grabbing the robe behind the bedroom door as she walks down to the kitchen for delivery menus.

"What looks good?" he asks, looking over her shoulder.

"Everything. However, if we are eating well there are only a few things that I would consider on this particular menu."

"Then why don't you order food, and while you're doing that and getting the table ready, I'm going to sit down and make a to do list for the morning to see if I can salvage some of our Saturday as well."

"Sounds like a great plan. While you're working on that, I'm going to start that new book Jenna lent me today, so I'll be in the living room when you're done."

Later in the week, the couple sat in the waiting room at the hospital waiting to be called in to see the doctor Mac saw after her miscarriage. Her leg wouldn't stop bouncing and he couldn't stop giving her in depth descriptions of various plane motors, so to say they were nervous was a great understatement.

"Captain and Mrs. Rabb?"

They both stand up, both of them a little shaky at the idea of even going to the doctor.

Sitting in the small room after Mac takes off her clothes and puts the gown on, she starts to shiver a bit while they wait in the cold.

"I know why they keep doctor's offices so cold, but you would think that they wouldn't make you wait as long when you have to strip down to nothing." Mac says and Harm comes up next to her as she sits on the table and starts to rub her arms to keep out the chill.

"I'm sure that it won't be that long, so we just have to wait."

He calls it right before the doctor knocks on the door to announce that she's coming in.

"Mrs. Rabb, I'm glad to see you again." She says sitting down with a smile. "I assume you are her husband?"

"Harmon Rabb, ma'am." He says, extending his hand to her in a handshake.

"Okay, well, why don't I have Harmon step out into the hall for a moment so I can do an internal exam to check some things out and then he can come back in for the ultrasound and for a little chat?"

Mac nods and Harm walks out into the hall after a quick squeeze to her hand.

A few minutes later the doctor takes her gloves off and tells Mac to sit up on the bed so they can talk about what she sees.

"I told you before that I didn't agree with the doctor at Bethesda and I don't. I do believe that you may have a harder time conceiving because of your endometriosis, but as I said before, you have already proven to me that you can get pregnant. I think that your chances of getting pregnant are actually pretty good. The scarring isn't nearly as bad as the report that was sent to me, which leads me to believe that the surgery was more successful after you healed for a while or the doctor was just being overly cautious in her estimate. How are the birth control pills doing? Have you had any spotting or anything abnormal from using them?"

"No, I've actually been fine where that area is concerned."

"Because of the scarring I have to ask if you feel any pain during your period, sex, anything like that?"

"No."

"Then I'm optimistic. So what do you want to do next?" she asks and lets a moment pass between the two of them first.

"I want to go off the pill, but we don't want to be put on a schedule or do anything different than what we are doing. At least for now, we want to let nature run its course."

"Okay, I am fine with that idea, but I would like you to start taking prenatal vitamins once you go off the pill." The doctor says, pulling out a prescription pad to make sure that Mac got the recommended kind of vitamins for her condition.

"I already decided that. Our only other concern is what else I can do to make sure that if or when I get pregnant, the baby has a good chance. I don't want to be one of those women who wait on bated breath to take a test every few weeks. I can't do that to myself. I'm just worried about not knowing that I'm pregnant and doing something to harm the baby."

"The prenatal vitamins will already set a good foundation for a pregnancy. Making sure that you eat right or making sure that you are exercising and keeping yourself healthy is the only other thing that you can do."

Harm looks at his wife for a moment, knowing that they had already taken the steps to make sure that they were doing just that. "What about me? Is there anything that I should be doing to help with either Mac or… well…"

"Your little guys?" the doctor says with an amused chuckle at Harm's embarrassment before continuing,

"I think that we have proven that you have no problem getting Sarah pregnant. It couldn't hurt for you to do some of the same things with the eating right and the exercise. The healthier the two of you are, the healthier your cells are."

"So, what do we do then?" Mac asks, not knowing exactly how to finish the conversation.

"I want you to go off the pill now, and you should wait a month before actually trying or 'not trying' in your case. Reinforcements from the husband are going to have to prevent anything this month, and then you guys can go without a net after that. I have written you a prescription for the prenatal vitamins I think are best, so fill that as soon as you can. In six months, pregnant or not, I would like to see the two of you again just so I can keep an eye on the scarring and make sure that it isn't progressing."

"If it is?"

"Then we may have to try a little harder or look into some fertility options because your window of opportunity might be closing sooner rather than later. But, as I said before, I'm very optimistic that you guys are going to be successful at conceiving again."

"Okay, thank you." Harm says standing up and watching Mac do the same.

When they get to the car, they don't really know what to say to each other. It was like a big step that they were about to take and they didn't really know how to react to it.

"So this is happening?" she asks him after they've been driving for a few minutes.

"In a month or so, and after we talk to Dr. Miller about it."

"What did you think about Dr. Lightfoot?"

"I liked her. She seemed down to earth and she was no nonsense about the whole thing. I like that we were able to call the shots and explain to her what we wanted to do."

"I thought that was good too."

"So, you're feeling okay about all of this."

She turns to him and smiles, leaning in while they are waiting at a stop light to kiss him. When the horn behind them blows, they realize that they've been caught at the green light.