My Big Phat JAG Wedding

“Mac…” Harm says in a warning tone.

“Well he is a little thin for a kitten.”

“I like the Little Hammer Jr. idea, like Mini Me. We could call him by Little Ham or Little Hammer.”

"Okay, how about we call you Little Harm," Mac says looking at the kitten, "Nope, he’s a Little Ham. Yes you are little one."

"I guess it’s alright with me."

"Ok I'll just call him Little Ham and you can call him Little Hammer so he can tell us apart," she says sensing the question in his voice, "It will make it more comfortable for us both."

"Tom says he’s an indoor cat and he’s fixed…"

Mac sets the kitten on the floor, he immediately springing into action. Exploring his new surroundings and what mischief he can get into. Little Ham fro from room to room, then up the stairs, finding more rooms. She comes back down slowly to his new owner and voices his approval of his new spaces, plenty of places to hide.

"Oh Harm, what are you going to do with a kitten?"

"Nothing. A cat chooses its home. If Little Hammer does not like you, me, or it’s new home, he would probably leave and try to go to a new home. I think he gave me his approval he'll stay."

"Would you like to play together for a while? I have to go up and water the flowers anyway," Harm nods and Little Hammer Jr. tries to bury himself under Harm’s cover.


Mac grabs her clippers out of the utility drawer and heads for the roof and her roses collection. She cuts a few new fresh ones and takes the aging ones off. Mac places the fresh flowers in a basket she kept up there and stands. Harm comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her body. He rests his chin upon her shoulder.

"I wonder if my dad is looking down on us and is happy. Sometimes I wonder if he is playing cards with your dad, and my friend Luke."

"I'm sure wherever they are they are happy."

"Yeah. Let’s go get changed for the party at the Roberts’.”

“What if we stayed home and did a little trick and treating of our own?”

“I promised Little A.J. we’d be there tonight. Have you got any plans for tomorrow?”

"I have to work on a project. I just remembered; I haven’t got a dress yet.”

"Well then I will leave you to your work and get going. Are you going to be okay for a while if I go somewhere tomorrow?"

"Yeah, don't worry about me," Mac gives him a hug.

"I'll take you out to dinner when I get done."

"Ok. I'll call if I need you."


Mac goes in the apartment and puts the roses in water and heads to the bedroom to change. She comes out dressed in a flamenco type dress, off the shoulders, with a slit up her leg to mid thigh. It has blue, green, red, and rich purple intertwined in the dress. She is wearing the mask she bought at Disneyland, the shimmering blue and green mask, with red plumes, and rich purple coils and the beads she bought as well. Her hair has glitter hair spray. Harm gets dressed in the jacket and hat Mac gave him for his birthday. He fastens the whip to his belt and looks up as Mac comes out of the bathroom.

“Wow. You look like something I should discover…”

“Later Indy Harm,” Mac teases,bbinbbing her purse and heading downstairs,” I’ll meet you at the party.”

Last minute Harm changes into his dress whites. He decides to go as Tom Cruise from Top Gun, but then he changes his mind and goes with Tomcat Pilot.


Roberts’ Residence.
Somewhere in Washington, D.C.
8:00 p.m.

Mac gets her punch and mingles around the living room talking to various co-workers. Suddenly she can feel Harm’s presence. She looks up across the room and her heart just gives her away when she gets a clear view of Harm in his dress whites and gold wings. Out of the blue, she has a vision of Harm dressed like that and Chaplain Turner next to him in front of this huge structure. She comes back and realizes she has just seen Harm at their wedding day. Harm can see her eyes grow in surprise and her heart just melt. Mac looks like she’s going to faint, but in an instant Harm is there in front of her.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’m just going to sit down for a minute or two.”


Harriet sees Mac go down and watches Harm doting on her. She rushes into the kitchen and gets Mac a damp paper towel.

“Mac, are you ok?”

“Yeah. I’ll be fine.”

“I brought you this if you need it.”

“Thanks Harriet,” Mac Mac and Harm say.


Harm sticks like glue to Mac’s side since Mac nearly fainted.

“Harm, you have to leave me alone here,” Mac says going into the guest bathroom.

“No, I don’t.”

“Harmon Rabb Jr. I am not letting you come in here while I am using the head,” Mac stands her ground.

“Oh all right, but hurry up.”

“Gonna miss me, or something?”

“Every second, or something,” and he flashes that killer smile.


A few hours later Mac manages to corner Harriet in the kitchen, “Harriet, you have to save me. Harm is driving me up a wall.”

She laughs, “ Ok, what kind of operation are we talking here?”

“I’m going to go home and set up my Halloween surprise at home. If Harm comes to you and or starts to go into meltdown when he can’t find me. Either lie to stall or send him home.”

“I think I can manage. Here, you can take your candy apple home with you.”

“Thanks Harriet, you are the greatest,” Mac gives her a quick peck on the cheek before heading out the back of the house with her coat on her arm.


Harm is involved with the guys in the den, setting up plans to go buy Mac’s ring.

“How about I just come over with my SUV and I’ll drive us around,” says Harm.

“We could take over the house and watch guy movies all day. I’ll have to see what Harriet’s plans are,” says Bud.

“How about we somehow get Meredith, Mac, Bobbi, and Harriet together and send them out to go see a chick flick,” A.J. says.

“Sounds good to me,” says Sturgis, “We could go all out and have a girlfriend-fiancée-wife free weekend...”

“That sounds even better,” says Harm.


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
11:00 p.m.

Mac geome,ome, slips off her coat, and flips on the light. Then she goes for the utility drawer in the kitchen for the white as cotton yarn and the scissors. She raids Harm’s desk for the scotch tape. Mac then goes to the bedroom and grabs her box of goodies. She quickly changes out of her dress and into a red baby doll, hanging her dress back up in the closet. Then Mac goes downstairs and rigs up her spider web ending at the bed. She turns off all the lights in the apartment and waits on top of ted, ed, putting her mask back on.


Roberts’ Residence.
Somewhere in Washington, D.C.
11:00 p.m.

Harm corners Harriet in the kitchen.

“She’s not here is she?”

“No. Mac left about, oh… A half an hour ago.”

“Oh.”

“Is everything ok, Harm?”

“Yeah Harriet. It’s just that I’ve been concerned about her since I got here. It’s not like Mac to get like that.”

“She’s fine. We both know she’ll come to you if there is something wrong.”

“Is there something going on? You’re smiling all of a sudden. Harriet… Is she pregnant?”

“No,” Harriet laughs, “At least I don’t think so. She’s not showing any signs.”

“Ok, so what’s going on?”

“She said she had a Halloween surprise to set up and needed help escaping from you because you were driving her up a wall. You have stuck like glue to her all evening Harm, don’t get me wrong. Being concerned about her isn’t wrong but you were being like a mother hen around her.”

“I suppose you’re right.”

“Of course I’m right. If you want to go, that’s fine with me.”

“Well, good night then Harriet.”

“Night Harm.”


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
11:30 p.m.

Harm opens the front door, flips on the light, and a sea of white yarn made into a web greets him.

“What in the hell,” Harm thinks.

“Maaac… Where are you,” he calls.

Then Harm finds the note where it says start. He pulls on the string and takes off the hanging folded piece of paper.

“The trick down here will lead to your treat upstairs. Follow the string and come to me, Top Gun. Love, Mac.”

So, Harm begins to unravel the web and it stops at the fridge. Another note, he opens it and an almond Hershey kiss is taped inside.

“Here is a treat. I want to feel you in me just as the nut is in the chocolate,” Harm groans and begins to feel the blood starting to rush lower.

He eats the chocolate-almond candy and continues on to the next note. It takes him five minutes but he reaches the next one. Harm quickly opens the note. He finds another Hershey kiss, this time the white chocolate. He pops the chocolate in his mouth as he reads the note.

“I am just as creamy and sweet as the white chocolate. Can you taste me too?”

Harm closes his eyes a moment and he remembers the taste of Mac on his lips. He unravels more of the web and makes it to the base of the staircase. This takes him at least five minutes to get to this point. He finds another note and opens it. Another Hershey kiss, original chocolate flavor this time. Harm eats it and reads the note.

“Very good Flyboy. You’ve almost accomplished the mission so far. Just as you savor the smooth choco, we, we will savor the feel of your cock sliding into my pit.”

Harm groans again and now he can barely think straight. He has to make it up the stairs. Mac can hear his footsteps as he climbs the staircase to their bedroom. Her heart begins to beat faster as he climbs each step. She sits up, her elbows resting on the black satin sheets and pillows. She pulls down her mask and starts playing with the beads she bought at Disney. Suddenly, Harm opens the bedroom door and they both gasp at the sight of each other. Mac is sprawled across their bed and beautifully dressed in a red baby doll outfit. There is low candlelight in the room. Harm starts drooling and there is a visible joystick tenting in his slacks. He finishes up at the dresser where the string is tied to the handle. He opens the drawer and finds a red silk thong in the drawer with a note.

“Put it on,” Mac says before Harm can read the note.

“You’re kidding me, right?”

“Nope. I want you to put it on.”

Harm steals her thunder by disappearing into the bathroom to change into it. He comes out hiding it under his boxers. He hangs up his uniform and crawls onto the bed next to Mac.

“So are you going to tell me what the SH stands for on the butt of these things?”

“I want my treat first.”

“I guess I’m going to have to trick it out of you.”

He rolls over her body as she plays with the beads in her mouth. He begins to caress her neck on the left with his lips while his right hand snakes under the red baby doll to stroke the side of her breast. His thumb rubbing across her nipple, she begins to moan his name, but he doesn’t stop. Harm moves over to the right side of her neck and his hand finds her leftast.ast. Then he moves lower, but kissing her first before lifting the baby doll top. Harm holds onto her waist as he kisses her stomach and her navel. He stops to take a moment to appreciate the site of Mac and then he leans in close to her ear.

“Close your eyes for me,” Harm whispers softly.

Then he plants a perfect kiss right on her smacker. His arms wrapped around her tight, their lips smashed together, tongues swirling around each other, chests pressed close. Mac’s left hand slips down to the thong inside the boxers, and she gently strokes him there. Harm breaks off the kiss to moan at the feel of the silky underwear on his cockpit.

“Got any other tricks up your shorts,” Mac teases.

“I can’t believe that I have such a sexy woman in my arms.”

Harm licks her lips with his tongue, gently sucking on her upper lip, then her bottom lip, and when he finally does stick it inside; he lets her tongue find his. The tips greet each other until intensity kicks in and she lets out a "penetrate me" moan.

“Yes baby, I’ll take a treat like that again,” says Mac.

So Harm repeats the kiss then quickly strips oer ber baby doll outfit. Then he uses his lips, tongue, and teeth to show her that the night is hers and he doesn’t plan on neglecting any part of her. Her ears, eyelids, neck, throat, and he stops to love bite her shoulders. Then he moves again to her breasts, stomach, and on down to her inner thighs.

“Have I told you yet how hard you made me with your little web?”

“No.”

“After the first note I wanted to find a knife and web be damned, I wanted to get right to you.”

“I appreciate you taking the time to follow the course, sailor boy.”

“That’s a new one,” smiling, Harm says before kissing the instep of her feet, “God I want you Mac.”

She rolls over onto her stomach just to toy with Harm. Harm comes up and lies over her back.

“I want to… I want to make you feel me inside you, just as the nut is in the chocolate candy,” Harm rubs his crotch across her rear and she moans.

“Yes baby, I want that ” Ha” Harm groans.

“I want to taste your warm, sweet, and creamy center. I can close my eyes and taste you on my lips,” He whispers into her ear. Harm closes his eyes again for a moment and he remembers the taste of Mac on his lips, “I want you to savor the smooth feel of my hammer sliding into your tool belt.”

“What was it that you wanted from me in the first place,” Mac dazedly asks.

“What the SH stands for…”

“Oh right, I forgot. Oh Harm, I can’t think straight. Oh what you’re doing to me, even my inner clock is off.”

“How much do I love touching your body; it’s like touching a bunny, so soft. How much do I love touching your hair; it’s like touching silk as I let it slip through my fingers.”


Mac begins to rub her behind on his groin and he let out this sexy grunt. She giggles, and then he goes down and encases her hips in his hands before kissing each of her cheeks, right in the center. Harm squeezes her butt cheeks as he begins to nibble and lick his way up her back. When he gets to the back of her neck, begin whispering to her again, stimulating the well of her imagination even deeper.

“What do you want me to do to you right now? Do you want me to go inside here,” Harm whispers this in her ear as he is slowly easing in his middle finger, rubbing the front wall of her tunnel, teasing her. A few strokes are all it takes and she is bucking back against him.

“Oh my god Harm, YES!”

“Do you want me to lick between your thighs,” Harm whispers, teasing her even more, even though by the feel of her inside she is more than ready for him.