Six months later
Doctor Gibson's office
Harm was late getting out of court so he was late meeting Mac at the Doctor's office. She'd had the day off, so they'd just decided to meet there instead of him coming to pick her up at home. As Mac had been called in before he got there, the reception lady had smiled by his breathlessness and told him to join his wife in Doctor Gibson's office.
What Harm hadn't expected was to find a crying Mac inside with the Doctor.
"Mac?" he hurried over to her. "What's going on?" he looked from his wife to the Doctor and back at his wife.
Mac wiped her tears and tried to speak, but more tears just came streaming down and she couldn't utter a word.
"Harm, it's nice to see you again. Especially today," Doctor Gibson smiled widely.
Now Harm was just even more confused.
"I just told Mac that all your hard work has paid off. You're going to have a son or daughter, Harm," Doctor Gibson said.
Harm stared at the Doctor. "Baby?" he looked at Mac. "Baby!"
Mac stood and hugged him close, burying her head in his shoulder. Harm wrapped his arms around her. "Wow! Amazing!"
"I'll leave the two of you alone for a few minutes, and then we can talk some more," Doctor Gibson said, and left the office.
Harm kissed the top of Mac's head as he felt his own eyes water. "I'm going to be a father," he whispered.
Mac nodded and hugged him even closer.
"This is amazing," then he panicked. "Is this okay? Are you okay?"
Mac lifted her head to look at him. "This is more than okay."
"A baby!" he smiled widely. "We're having a baby!"
She smiled through the tears. "Yeah, we are."
One week later
Harm and Mac's apartment
Harm whistled happily as he prepared breakfast. He was still getting used to the idea of having a pregnant wife. He'd dreamed of the day when they could experience pregnancy and baby, but now that it was here he could hardly believe it. In nine months they'd welcome a new little baby into the world. Their own flesh and blood. He was happy!
The front door opened and shut and he heard four paws running towards the kitchen. Mac and Casper was home after their morning walk.
"Hi, buddy," Harm greeted Casper. "Are you hungry?"
"I am," Mac said with a smile as she joined them in the kitchen.
"I thought pregnant women were busy throwing up in the morning," Harm teased.
"No morning sickness, and let's hope it'll stay that way," she replied wishfully. "Harriet had morning sickness during all her pregnancies."
Harm finished preparing Casper's food and walked over to where Mac stood. "Let's hope you'll skip that," he kissed her sweetly. "We should have some breakfast and get going. Don't want to be late for the morning staff meeting."
Mac nodded. "I guess not."
"I've been thinking that we should celebrate," Harm said as he sat down to eat.
"Isn't that a little early?" Mac asked as she joined him by the table. "We just found out, and things could happen. Bad things."
"Nothing bad will happen," Harm said with a firm tone.
"You don't know that," Mac argued. "I just want to wait a while until we celebrate. And we won't tell anyone until I'm in my second trimester."
Harm noticed how serious she was, and decided not to argue. "Okay."
Six months later
Mac and Harm's apartment
Harm was standing in the guest room, speculating on how they should decorate the baby room. Since they were having a girl, he'd originally abandoned the idea of having airplanes on the walls. Then Mac had asked him what was wrong with a girl having airplanes on the walls, and he'd started questioning his ideas. Mac had given him the full responsibility of the room after he'd begged her to let him surprise her with it, and he didn't want to let her down. Maybe he hadn't thought this through.
He turned towards the door and smiled when he saw his pregnant wife looking at him with a cute smile on her face. He walked over to her and put his hands on her belly.
"I just want it to be perfect for her," he leaned in and kissed her. "And for you."
"It'll be perfect," she walked past him and further into the room. "I'm sure you'll figure something out."
"Maybe you should help me?" he suggested.
"I thought you wanted to surprise me?" she chuckled. "Change your mind?"
He shrugged. "What if you hate what I do?"
"Harm, I won't hate it. I trust you."
He nodded. "Okay. Isn't it past your bedtime?"
"I didn't know I had a bedtime," she teased.
"I just want you to get enough rest," he put his arms around her and hugged her close. "It's my job to make sure that you're taking care of yourself."
"You're doing a good job," she complimented. "Have I told you lately how much I love these changes we've been through?"
"Marriage, baby, learning to fight fairly? I have to admit that I'm very happy," he smiled warmly. "I can't wait to meet her."
"I can't wait either."
He lead her out of the room. "Let's get some sleep."
Three months later
Harm and Mac's house
Fortune or fame.
I've got all the riches, baby,
One man can claim.
Well, I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (My girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl. (My girl)
Talkin' bout my girl.
I've got sushine on cloudy day
With my girl.
Mac smiled by the sight in front of her. She'd walked in in the middle of Harm's singing and once again she was struck by how changed he was. He was so loose and happy, and her love for him grew every day.
"She's asleep," Harm whispered.
"She loves your singing," Mac sat down on Harm's knee and touched her daughter's hand. "Pretty girl."
"Did you get some sleep?" Harm asked quietly.
"Yeah, thanks for taking Isabella," Mac leaned in and kissed her husband sweetly.
"I love spending time with her. Sometimes i's hard to believe that we made it. We beat the odds." Harm looked at his daughter in awe. "She's perfect."
"She really is," Mac agreed. "It's been hard, but this makes it all worth it, doesn't it?"
"Totally. I love you, Mac."
"I love you too, Harm."
Their eyes shared a look of love, before they both looked down on their miracle.