Title: Daddy's Baby Girl Author: Nicole Category: S, R [Harm/Mac] Rating: PG or PG13. One or the other, anyway. Spoilers: none Disclaimer: if I owned it, I wouldn't have written this story, so the very fact that this story exists proves that JAG isn't mine. Summary: set 15 years after 'Daddy's Little Girl No More,' Mac goes to the next reunion. Feedback: desired Archive: Ex Libris and BTL, any others, please ask first. Author's Notes: this was not supposed to be a series, but it's 0243 and my brain is working over time. Mac immediately recognized the piece of paper in her hand, remembering an identical one from fifteen years back. "Harm!" Mac called to her husband of 13 years. "There's another reunion coming up. Want to go?" Harm walked out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. "Do you want to go, Darling?" Mac shrugged. "Yeah, it'd be nice. After all, last time was good, and it'd be nice to see how Lani and Jonathan are doing." Harm smiled at Mac's concern for her old drinking buddies, now turned sober. "Then we'll go. Do you want the kids to come, or should I ask Bud and Harriet if they'll take them?" Mac laughed. "Harm, we're not going to inflict poor, innocent people with our children if we don't have to!" Harm grinned. It could never be said that the Rabb children were quiet and well-behaved. Oh, they did what was asked and expected of them, and they didn't fight much, but have any one of them overhear a mention of aircraft, and all was shot to hell. A month later, Yuma High School, Arizona… This time when Mac walked in to the old, rundown gymnasium, she did not falter and immediately began speaking to people around her. "This is where you went to school, mama?" the eldest, Catherine, asked, glancing around warily. Mac sighed. "It was a lot different when I was here, Cat. It's an old building." "Sarah!" Suddenly Mac was bowled over by a very excited Olivia. "Liv, how are you?" Mac replied after hugging her tightly. Olivia shrugged. "Same as I was last month when we went out for coffee. What about you?" Mac smiled and placed a hand on her stomach. "Pregnant." Olivia's eyes widened. "No!" she exclaimed, unbelieving. Mac nodded. "Yup! Baby number six is in here." Mac patted her belly. "But… but Lexa isn't even a year old." Mac grinned. "I know. Harm thinks that six kids in about nine years is a little much and wants to get a, y'know, snip-snip." Olivia's eyes widened again. "Really? Are you going to let him?" "Hell no!" "Why not? You want more?" Mac shrugged. "Yeah, maybe. But the main thing is, is that he'd be miserable and in pain for about a week, so that means no sex." Olivia burst out laughing. "Sarah, after you have a baby, it's no sex!" Mac shrugged. "There are other ways. But my point is, if he gets it done, not only is it no sex, but he'll just lay in bed for days and be miserable, which means no 'other ways,' either!" Olivia shook her head and was about to reply when the call came for everyone to get in a circle. Mac and Olivia each rounded up their wayward families and sat down beside each other. As the last time, each person introduced themselves and said a little something about themselves, including anything that had changed in the fifteen years since the last reunion. After Olivia spoke of her children and new business, it was Mac's turn. "Hi, everybody. I am Major General Sarah MacKenzie, USMC. I have recently been promoted to the JAG, making me the first female JAG ever. I married my fiance, Harmon Rabb, now an Admiral. And we have five wonderful children," at this Mac waved her hand at her kids, who all waved to the circle, "and we're expecting our sixth in September." "Introduce your kids, Sarah," Olivia said. Mac grinned and looked at her kids. "I think they can introduce themselves," she said, "some with a little help, though." Catherine stood up immediately. "I'm Catherine. I'm eight and I'm gonna go into the Navy, just like dad!" Olivia grinned at the eldest Rabb child. She looked so much like her mother, but she was so much like her father. After Catherine sat down, the twins stood up, a little shy. "I'm Trey and this is Kenzie. We're five." Mac explained a little after the two sat down again. "Trey is actually Harmon Rabb the Third, but it would be hard to have two 'Harm's around the house. And Kenzie is short for Mackenzie." Mac pulled the three year old boy onto her lap and helped him through his introduction. "I'm Robbie," he said, "and I'm tree." Mac looked up. "He's named Robert after friends of ours, and I'm sure you figured out that he's three." "Tat's what I said!" Robbie protested. Mac just laughed. Harm finally spoke up then, "And this little beauty is Alexandra. She's four months old." "You have a four-month-old and you're pregnant *again*?!" Beverly yelped. "What, Harm here can't keep his pants on?" Mac grinned. "He tries, but I won't let him." "Mac!" Harm exclaimed, turning slightly pink. "Enough with the family life," Stephani exclaimed, "What other adventures do you have to tell us?" There was general agreement throughout the circle, and Harm and Mac exchanged a grin before launching into another story. Two days later… Harm struggled to get four dead tired children and one rambunctious one, as well as one dead tired wife, into the house. When finally the kids were in bed and asleep, Harm turned to Mac, who was just changing into her nightgown. "You're so beautiful, Sarah," Harm whispered, unabashedly staring. Mac blushed. "Harm, I've given birth to five children, you act like I look the same as when we met." Harm gently opened the front of the nightgown, baring her to his gaze. Lightly tracing his fingers over her few stretch marks, he said softly, "Every one of these is because of our love. How could I not think you beautiful?" Mac smiled. "Oh, Harm," she sighed. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" Harm shook his head and smiled a little. "I wonder just the opposite. What did I do to deserve you." Harm pulled Mac into his arms and kisses her gently, with a quiet passion. "You are my soul, Sarah MacKenzie-Rabb." "I love you, Harm."