Santa Baby

Small Airstrip
Somewhere in Va. or Wash D. C.
8 AM

Harm resists the urge to get Mac off while she’s driving, the whole way. She was driving his baby, he didn't want to have to rebuild another Vette'. Mac pulls up to the metal chain link fence.

"We're here."

"Aww Mac, you didn't have to get me a 747 for Christmas. I love it," and Harm tries to hug her.

"I didn't get you a plane squid. It's our transport," She says as she puts up a hand to stop him.

Mac gets out and locks up her side of the car. She grabs their bags while Harm locks up the other side. Mac hands him his bag and starts walking to the plane. The shades were all drawn in the back of the plane where their friends were. The pilot comes out and meets Mac and Harm at the top of the staircase.

"Hello, I'm Carl, your pilot. We'll be ready to take off as soon as you are settled in."

"Hello Carl. This is Harmon Rabb Jr. and I'm Sarah MacKenzie."

"Welcome. Breakfast will be served once we're leveled off."

"Good, because you've now got a starving Marine on your plane," says Harm as he takes a leather covered seat.

"I'll get you for that," says Mac as she hands his and her bags to someone from the crew.

Ten minutes later they were up in the air. A crewmember came by and told them it was safe to move around the cabin, and that breakfast was coming soon.

"What say we go explore the plane," Harm asks as he unbuckles his belt.

"No, we can't. The rear of the plane is occupied and locked," Mac gets up and plants herself in Harm's lap, "Besides, I still have to give you a proper good morning."

"Oh, that's right," he says flashing his killer smile.

Mac cups Harm's face and kisses him soundly and passionately, and then still in lip lock, she wraps her arms around him. Finally, Harm breaks the kiss.

"Oh yeah, that's what I wanted earlier."

"Good Morning Harm," Mac says and goes for another kiss.


Small Airstrip
Somewhere in Va. or Wash D. C.
8 AM

Meanwhile in the soundproof rear of the plane... Harriet Roberts takes the floor and presents the plan to the group.

"Ok, once we land in San Diego, Harm's parents are coming to pick us up with a bus. Chloe and her grandmother will already be on the bus. Mac and Harm are leaving in a limo after we get off the plane."

"I wanna see Mickey," Little A. J. pipes up.

"You will sweetie," says Harriet, "Then we are driving to Disneyland. I would suggest that we all try and rest so that we don't have too much jetlag when we get there. We have rooms at the Grand Californian Hotel, and we're supposed to check in by noon. Then we are supposed to meet Mac at 3pm on the drawbridge to Sleeping Beauty's Castle. Mac is going to have Harm's attention and he's not supposed to notice we're there. Everyone got it?" Everyone replies in the affirmative. The crew begins to set up the cots for everyone that wanted to rest.


San Diego Airport
San Diego
6 AM.

The plane lands and Mac is busy kissing Harm senseless, just to buy their friends time to get off the plane. It takes a few minutes to get the JAG crew off the plane. Harm didn’t care that they hadn’t gotten off the plane yet. Then, there was a knock 3 times at the back of the plane and that was the all-clear signal. Mac finally lets Harm go, the crew brings their bags, and they get off the plane. Frank has a limousine waiting for them next to the plane. The driver stands there with a sign that reads, 'MacKenzie-Rabb'. Harm laughs and Mac grins.

"Isn't that funny," Harm says as he reads the sign.

“Someday Mac, someday,” he thinks to himself.

“Yeah real funny,” Mac says as she looks at the sign wistfully.

“Someday Harm, someday,” Mac thinks to herself, as she waves the driver over.

He takes their bags and then he opens the back door for Mac. She climbs in and Harm follows suit. He shuts the door and puts their bags into the trunk and gets on the road.

“Now where are we headed?”

Mac nods at the driver and he starts the engine.

“Just trust me.”


Grand Californian Hotel
Anaheim, CA.
7:50am.

Mac and Harm made good time to Disneyland. Mac checked them in and they headed for the main gate. There was no sense in spending $4 to 6 dollars for a locker when they could have a room to flop in later and have a place for their stuff.


Grand Californian Hotel
Anaheim, CA.
8am.

Harriet, the self-appointed tour guide, went to the front desk and asks for the manager. She checks them into their rooms according to Mac’s arrangements. Then she calls a meeting.

“Ok everybody. The park just opened. Mac and Harm should be here at Disneyland by now. Hopefully, they are in the park. Now, it’s up to you. You can either sleep or go to the park, but everyone has to be at the drawbridge at three.”

“I want to see everything,” says Chloe.

“Here’s your tickets, keep your cell phones on about two o’clock. I’ll be checking in to see where you all are. Other than that, Bud, A. J., and I will all see you at three.”

“What about emergencies,” asks Sturgis, “like they spot us or we don’t make it to the bridge in time?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter if they spot us, Harm already knows we’re coming to Disneyland,” says Harriet as Bud hands her a sleepy little A. J.

“And as for making it to the bridge in time, I’m making it an order people. We’ve waited for this for too long, some longer than others. We all damn well better be there,” says A. J.
“I agree,” says Bud.

“I guess we’re going to see the happiest place on earth become the happiest place on earth,” says Bobbi.

“This is going to be a blast. I’ve never been to Disneyland,” says, Commander Manetti.

“I’d be happy to show you around ma’am,” replies Tiner.


Disneyland Park
Anaheim, CA.
8am.

As Harm and Mac enter the park, she sadly sighs to herself, as she’s never been to Disneyland with her family. Then she realizes that Harm is just about family, and smiles. Suddenly, Mac has a vision, and she watches Harm turn into a little kid, and wonders if he’s ever been to Disneyland. He turns to look at her after he turns his ‘Go Navy’ ball cap backwards, and she has this funny look on her face.

“Hey Mac, can we take the train?”

“Sure,” she says then takes his hand.

They cross under the tracks closest to Great Moments with Mr. Lincoln. Harm takes the staircase two at a time and Mac keeps up. While they wait at the gate, Harm wraps his arms around Mac from behind. Then he nuzzles her neck and inhales her new perfume she put on in the hotel room.

“Mmm, is that new?”

“Took you long enough to notice Flyboy. Yes it’s new, you like it?”

“Oh very much baby, can’t you tell?”

“Oh Harm, behave,” Mac playfully swats at his right shoulder, “We’re in public.”

“I’ll wait until we get on the train,” Harm whispers in her ear.

Mac almost melts at the knees. Harm feels her slipping so he holds her a little tighter. The train comes, chugging into the station. Harm takes Mac by the hand and runs to the car before the caboose and steps up into the car. The seats run the length of the car, they weren’t the short seats but the long kind where you can stretch out your legs from there until next Sunday if you want to. Harm sits, leans against the sidewall of the car, and bends his leg to rest it on the seat. Then he pulled Mac down on top of him. She sits there between his legs, leaning against his chest. He wraps his arms around her again.

“I love you,” Harm says warmly into her ear.

“I love you too,” Mac says then leans her head against his left shoulder, her ear resting almost near his heart.

“How far do you want to ride?”

“All the way Harm,” Mac lazily says.

Harm feels an ache starting to grow down below his belt. The train leaves the station just about empty. Harm and Mac have a car to themselves. Soon the train pulls up to New Orleans Square and Mac moves to get off the train. Mac heads off to the stores with Harm in tow. She stops in to Royal Street Sweets, a shop with old-fashioned hats and masks.

“Harm, you go on and I’ll catch up with you in a minute.”

“I want to stay,” Harm says following Mac like a lost puppy.

“Want to get something to play with when we get back to the room. Now go, Lone Tomcat.”

“Ahh, oh baby, I’m gone.”

Mac finds herself a nice, shimmering blue and green mask, with red plumes and rpurppurple coils. She purchases it, thinking it will go great with the Navy blue teddy she has in her bag. Just for kicks she buys beads that match the mask for Harm to play with. First off Harm goes to the Blue Bayou Restaurant and puts in a reservation for 8 pm. Then Harm wanders into Cristal d'Orléans and buys Mac a red crystal rose and has them engrave ‘For Sarah, I love you… Harm,’ and the date they met in the rose garden, to be delivered to their room. Then he orders a special pair of crystal Tomcats, to be shipped later to his apartment when they are completed. Then he wanders into Jewel of Orléans, where in the exquisite collection of rare and estate jewelry, he finds a special ring for Mac. Harm just gets it into his pocket and heads for the front door when Mac comes right in the same door with a couple bags and a large round box.

“So, what’d ya get me, Flyboy?”

“I just got you a little something to open back at the room,” Harm says as he spies a parasol cart and blocks it before Mac can see it, “What size do you want, large or small?”

“Oh, I’m getting hungry, get me a large and I’ll meet you at Pirates of the Caribbean,” Mac says and heads off down the street to get in line.

Harm laughs as he thinks of Mac eating a large parasol. He walks up to the female vender and she instantly blushes at Mr. Cuteness of the Year.

“C… C… Can I help you Sir?”

“Yeah, actually you can. I would like one of each, large size,” Harm says smiling that make you melt at the knees smile.

“One of each Sir?”

“Yes, I can’t decide. So I’ll take one of each.”

“Ok Sir, and would you like anything painted on them? A name? Doves? Flowers,” the employee asks, seeing the money rolling in on this commission.

“Yes, I want them all to have ‘Sarah’ written in gold lettering if you have that color.”

“Sure, we’ve got it. When would you like to pick these up? It takes about an hour for the paint to dry.”

“Can I have them delivered?”

“Sure. I’ll need your room number and I’ll deliver them to your room.”

Harm shells out $50 for parasols and gives her the room number. She gives him a receipt and Harm goes on his merry way when he sees Mac coming back to him.

“Hey Flyboy, you've got to see this. This is cool. I just found this machine that gives out passes for times to come back and you get to cut through the line to a separate line.”

“Fast Passes, yeah. I heard about those. Last time I was here they didn’t have those yet.”

“So where’s the food?”

“Actually, I was hopping to take you to lunch later, so I didn’t get anything.”

“Oh. Well we don’t have to be back here until 10:45 so lets go ride something else,” Mac says brushing her palms over his nipples.

“I got something you could ride right here, baby.”

“What do you want go to now? If we do all the wet rides now we can dry off in the sun without having to change, because it’s going to be cold later. I brought a sweatshirt for both of us if we get cold later, here in my backpack. I also brought a towel from the room.”

“As much as I’d like to hyou you in a wet t-shirt, I don’t think your toys would appreciate getting wet right now. I think we should wait until before lunch. Then we can cool off and eat lunch.”

“Fine by me.”

“I’m going to go get in line for the Indiana Jones ride, you want to come with?”

“Nah, I’m going to hang out in Tarzan’s Treehouse, and wait for my Flyboy…” Mac winks and blows a kiss to Harm.

Harm catches it, heads off to get in line, and Mac sneaks past him to the Indiana Jones Adventure Outpost. She buys him an ‘Indy’ Hat, a whip and, a jacket in his size, has it delivered to the room, and heads for the treehouse. Mac climbs to the top and calls Harriet’s cell phone.

“Harriet, it’s Mac. Where are you?”

“We’re about to board the Jungle Cruise. Where are you?”

“I’m at the top of Tarzan’s Treehouse and Harm’s in like for the Indiana Jones ride. How’d it go this morning?”

“Just fine. The Admiral made it an order that we all had to be there at three,” Harriet says then laughs.

“Yeah, I just hope this all goes well.”

“It will Mac, just believe.”

“Thanks Harriet. I’ll check in later.”

“Bye Mac. We’re headed to the Enchanted Tiki Room next. Little A. J. wants to see the birdies.”


It’s a small world
Fantasyland
10am.

A. J. sits uncomfortably through the ride just because Meredith wanted to. If it were up to him he’d detonate every single one of those damn annoying, singing children.

“Gees, the things I do for her,” he thinks to himself.

“I think I’m making progress in changing him. Maybe he won’t dump me after all,” Meredith thinks to herself and she snuggles in closer to A. J.


Star Tours
Tomorrowland
10am.

“Tiner, I can’t go anymore. Three consecutive times is enough for me,” says Commander Manetti.

“Sorry ma’am. Would you like to rest while I go one more time?”

“Go Tiner, go. I’ll be fine.”

Commander Manetti watches as Tiner goes off to ride Star Tours one more time. The last time around she felt almost like throwing up. Fortunately, she was now out in open air where she could take in the fresh air. Maybe she could negotiate getting away from Tiner for a while, at least until it was time to meet up for Mac and Harm.