Title: THE Story
Author:
Jerseygirl353
Rating: PG
For Sunset, who said, "I
wish for a season 9 or 10 story that has mistletoes, kisses, Harm,
Mac & Webb in it. Some angst is fine as long as it has a shipper
ending."
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“Daddy!
Daddy! Tell us THE story! Again!” The twins squealed as they
saw their father with a stack of children’s books.
“Shhh!”
Harm whispered, putting his finger to his lips, “Wait until
your mother goes out. Shhh!”
The twins jumped on the
sofa ready for story time-a regular nighttime routine in the Rabb
household. Mac intended to finish the Christmas toy shopping while
Harm read the chosen titles: The Pokey Little Puppy, Flip Flap
Christmas and a chapter from Dicken’s A Christmas Carol.
Questions like and comments from the kids would last until the
bedtime routine.
“Ok guys, see you in a few hours”,
announced Mac. She looked at the three faces seated on the
couch-smiling faces ‘Hmm, something was up’ she thought,
they were too happy to see her leave.
“And remember,
there will be a quiz when I get back.”, the comment directed
more to her husband of three and half years then to the twins.
“Ok
guys, listen up.”, Harm reached for the first title, “We’re
gonna start with Flip Flap Christmas”
“No!”
was the unison cry from his three year old twins, “You promised
to tell us THE story when Mommy wasn’t home.”
Harm
chuckled, a promise was a promise and his kids wouldn’t let him
forget it.
“Ok, but remember, Don’t tell Mommy!,
The twins cuddled around their father in anticipation of their
favorite tale.
Harm began…
Once up on a time
there was this pretty Marine Colonel and a very handsome sailor who
were very much in love but didn’t know how to say it.
“That
was Mommy, right” chimed one twin.
“Daddy, I
thought you drove planes”, asked the other.
Harm just
continued on…
Then one day over three years ago,
they both went to a Christmas Party at Uncle Bud’s and Auntie
Harriet’s house. They brought a lot of presents for everyone at
the party. Everyone was having fun eating, singing and opening
gifts.
“Was AJ there?”
“Little
Nicky bit me!”
Without missing a beat, Harm went on…
At
first, no one noticed the sprig of Mistletoe that was hanging from a
light fixture near the front door.
Now the according to an
ancient legend, a man had to kiss any young lady who found herself
accidentally under a sprig of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. If
a couple in love exchanges a kiss under the mistletoe, it is
interpreted as a promise to marry, as well as a prediction of
happiness, many children and long life.
“Just like
the Misstled toe on our Christmas tree”
“How come
we can’t eat the berries?”
Harm continued…
During
the Christmas party, the sailor saw the hanging mistletoe and had an
idea. So he looked around the house and found the Marine Colonel,
walked her to the front door and pointed up. She looked up and
smiled, aware of the ancient legend…
The twins
began to giggle, eager to hear the rest of the story. They began
twisting and turning on Harm’s lap. Unfazed, Harm
proceeded…
She smiled at the sailor and stepped
closer. The sailor gave her a gentle kiss.
“Did he
kiss her on the lips?”
“Daddy, are you sure you
were the sailor?”
Harm sighed and decided to finish the
story quickly.
And the Marine Colonel kissed him back. And
they kissed again. It must have been the magic in the mistletoe
because later that night the Marine and the sailor decided that they
loved each other very much and they wanted to share their life
together.
“Is that when we were born’ded?”
“No!
We were born’ded in ‘Teptember”
Harm heard
the garage door open, ‘Mac must be returning early’, he
thought as he tried to end the story.
Well. Santa Clause
saw how much in love the Marine Colonel and the sailor were and he
decide to give them a very special gift, two tiny little babies named
Nicholas and Noel.
“That’s US” yelled
the twins.
“What’s going on” Mac asked as
she walked through the back door, her hands full of packages. “Harm,
what story are you telling them?”
Nicholas quipped back,
“Daddy’s telling us the story about Uncle Webb and the
three Scrooges” Wide-eyed, Noel shook her head in
agreement.
Quickly, Harm rose from the couch and tried to help
Mac with the packages. He saw she was really pissed. Clayton Webb was
still a part of her life, a honorary uncle to the twins and a pain in
the neck to Harm. So any off-tale story was good for a
fight.
"Actually Mac, I was telling them the mistletoe
story.” Harm figured he better confess than have her mad during
the holidays. “It’s only going to be a few more years
before they really start asking the difficult questions…you
know…birds and bees stuff.”
“Harm, we
shouldn’t be filling their heads with such silly fairytales.”
Mac stooped down to pick up Noel.
“It’s not silly
or a fairytale if it’s true. That mistletoe did have some kinda
magic gift…I seem to remember someone really enjoying the
kissing, I mean we did get together…we did…” Harm
picked up and straddled Nicholas around his neck. “We made the
greatest kids in the world.”
The twins hearing gifts
yelled out..
“I wanna baby sister”
“I
want a puppy”
“Sorry kids, no puppy.. this
y..e..a…” Mac tried to explain to no avail.
The
twins continued to banter back and forth
“You can’t
have a puppy, cause it’s gonna bite”
“Baby
sisters can’t play Army”
“Yes, they
can!”
“No, they
can’t.”
“MOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMY!”
“Enough!
It’s time for bed!” Mac gave Harm a stern glance and
hustled the twins off to their rooms. “Get into your PJ’s
and I’ll be right there to tuck you two in.”
Harm
thought: Another baby?….not in the game plan. But a puppy for
the kids, sounded like a good idea if he could only convince a
certain strong headed Marine. The twins were at a good age for a pet,
a puppy that would grow up with them. He decided he would need some
help, Harm walked over to the Christmas tree and remove the Mistletoe
sprig….well, It worked once he reasoned and quite well. Those
mistletoe kisses started out quite innocent but quickly moved to a
passionate conclusion.
‘Yes, a puppy…..
As
he walked to the master bedroom Harm flashed a sneaky smile…’Why
not both?’
The End