Title: Harm and Mac Songbook: Isn't She Lovely

Author: Rising Sun

Rated: PG-13

Classification: Story/Adventure

Summary: Cathy the extroverted one arrives.

Disclaimer: JAG characters portrayed belong to JAG, CBS and Paramount Television. No copyright infringement intended. All other characters depicted are purely fictional and any similarities to actual people are purely coincidental.

Performing in this saga:

Stevie Wonder sings "Isn't She Lovely"

Feedback: Would be nice.

Author's note:

Thanks to Karen for the Beta Read.

The HMS series is written in a manner that allows for each story to be read as a self-contained story or as part of an arc. This story is part of a potential quintet:

* HMS26a - Having My Baby Rated

* HMS26b - Me Myself I

* HMS26c - I Believe

* HMS26d - Isn't She Lovely

* HMS26e - If

Story Written October 2001

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1700 LOCAL

RABB RESIDENCE

It had been a beautiful day and as the afternoon slowly slid into evening Mac lay in the hammock and thanked God for her life.

How she got into the hammock was an achievement in itself for at nine months pregnant she was lucky to get out of bed with any dignity. She lay in the hammock and was at ease. It was balmy and she was content. Harm lay in a picnic towel not too far off and played with David their two-year-old son. He was tickling the toddler who was squealing in unadulterated delight.

"Harm" she called.

"Hey" He replied.

"We're having a baby." She informed him.

"Yeah" He grinned. "Maybe a sister for David."

He hadn't understood she rephrased. "Harm we're having a baby NOW!"

He paused, locked eyes with her then sprang up. "NOW!"

She nodded.

Getting out of the hammock was as labour intensive as it had been getting in. David thought the game was grand. She finally got out and Harm maneuvered all three of them first to the house then to the SUV.

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1720 LOCAL

EN ROUTE TO ST AGNES POLYCLINIC

Mac groaned as a contraction hit.

"Breathe honey breathe." What else could he say?

"Harm... this not the way to the Hospital." Mac ground out.

"Mac its 1720 on a Friday, you'll give birth in the Beltway before we get to the hospital, we're going to St Agnes Polyclinic."

She nodded.

"Weeee!" David hadn't had this much fun in his entire life.

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Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

But isn't she lovely made from love

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1755 LOCAL

ST AGNES POLYCLINIC

Mac was taken to the delivery room, David to the daycare with Harm close behind. The more questions they asked the more irritated he became. He needed to focus on Mac.

"Mr. Rabb..." The senior nurse admonished, "The sooner you answer my questions the sooner I can leave you to more important things."

"Sorry" He apologized, focused and replied to all questions.

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Isn't she pretty

Truly the angel's best

Boy, I'm so happy

We have been heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done

Through us he's given life to one

But isn't she lovely made from love

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1815 LOCAL

ST AGNES POLYCLINIC - DELIVERY ROOM

He was finally finished with the nurse and focused on Mac in time to hear her say to the nurse who was checking her dilation "Look again and don't come up till I hear double digits mister!" He smiled. Those familiar words had been aimed at him once many years ago, during a terrorist attack no less.

She caught his grin "You think it's funny?"

The smile slid off his face. "No ma'am" he moved to her side as another contraction commenced. She grabbed his hand and he fell to his knees. That was some grip! He struggled to his feet.

"Breathe Mac breath. Remember our classes." He coaxed.

She released her grip and he massaged the weakened limb to encourage the blood to circulate. Finally he reached into her layette, pulled out his dog tags and slipped them on. With the advent of the next contraction Harm had her to focus on the dog tags and she had a few choice words for him. The air sizzled and nurses blushed and that was at the English words there were a myriad of non-English phrases in there too. Harm grinned. "That's my girl. Come on focus!"

Mac was not known for long bouts of labour and she soon gave birth to a health baby girl.

"Hey Cathy." Harm cooed to his daughter, as she lay safe in her mother's arms. They had decided on Catherine Sarah if it was a girl. "Welcome" He whispered, then leaned over and kissed Mac gently on the lips. "I'm going to get David."

"Hurry back." She said.

Within five minutes he was back. "Here's your sister, son." He introduced. "You as big brother must protect her."

David was fascinated by the bundle, "Sis?" he reached out to touch Catherine Sarah Rabb.

"Yes." Mac chuckled.

THE END