Author's Note: Okay, so I skipped a little bit because I was bound and determined to make sure that I wrote a happy fic. I hope that you don't hate me for skipping a bit. Also… if you're in the mood, let me know what you want to see happen next… This fic is kind of starting to conclude in my mind, so I need some ideas because I can't seem to figure out its natural conclusion. Review if you'd like to help with that or to tell me what you think.

"It's a girl!" I hear him say, seeing our daughter for the first time.

"You want to cut the cord, dad?" The doctor asks and Harm's face lights up with a smile.

The doctor holds her up for my inspection before taking her away to get cleaned up and tested and whatever else they do to newborns. Harm glances in their direction, making sure that they are handling her with care before turning back to me and giving me a gentle kiss.

"Is this a bad time to say I told you so?" he asks and despite the toll these last hours have taken on me, I can't help but laugh.

"I love you."

"Oh, you have no idea how much I love you."

We both look over when we hear a small wail come out from across the room.

"It's okay little one, we will get you back to mom and dad in just a minute. In fact, dad?" I hear the nurse say and then call out to Harm.

The tears come almost instantly to my eyes when I see my husband carrying our little girl safely in his arms, smiling down at her even though her eyes are closed and she immediately settled when he picked her up.

"I think that you need to meet your mommy. She's gone through a lot to get you here, so I think you should be nice." He says, handing her down to me for the first time.

My first thought is that I don't think I really knew how tiny babies were. I was there when Little AJ was born, and I remember a bit of that moment, but now that I'm holding her in my arms I can't believe how tiny she is. It all takes me a moment. I take in her tiny little hands, examining each finger. I place my index finger on her nose, tracing the line of it and looking for whose features she has. Then I stroke her cheek with the back of the same finger and she opens her eyes. I know then that I, though I'm a trained tough as nails Marine, am absolute mush when it comes to this little girl.

"I hope she is just as beautiful as you." Harm says, snapping me out of my inspection.

"She is already beautiful."

"I couldn't agree with you more."

After a few more minutes, the doctor finishes up anything else that needed to be done, the baby is taken to the nursery and I am told to rest for a while. He goes to call the family and tell them that we have a brand new baby girl.

We have a baby girl and no name really. I'm toying with the idea of using Patricia as her middle name for Harm's mom, but I can't decide on a possible girl's name to say my life.

Later, I wake to find that Harm has the baby nestled in his arms while she sleeps. He's whispering sweet words to her much like he did to my stomach when I was pregnant and I can already tell that he is going to be the best father that I could have ever imagined for my child.

"When did they bring her back in?"

"About a half hour ago. They said that she would be hungry in a little bit and they are going to send someone up to help you with that."

"Okay." I say, smiling sleepily. I was still exhausted, but knew that there were things that needed to be done, family that needed to be seen and a name to be given.

"Lorelai." Harm says simply.

"What?" I ask, guessing what he was saying but wondering why.

"I think her first name should be Lorelai. That was the name given to the sirens that would call out to the sailors in mythology."

"Lorelai Patricia Rabb?"

"Mom would love that." He says, and I smile.

"We could call her Lori." I say, trying it on my lips and realizing that it is the perfect name for her.

"Lori Rabb. I think it's kind of perfect."

"I agree."

He snuggles her close and whispers her name into her ear and suddenly she yawns and blinks her eyes open again.

"She likes it… but you do know that the sirens actually called the sailors to the rocks and to their death, right?" I say, smiling as he blinks back at our daughter and then looks up at me.

"Maybe we won't share that part with her until later in life. I just like that they lured the sailors with their songs… same way some crazy Marine lured me into loving a Jarhead."

"I did nothing of the sort. We are just awesome as a whole."

Lori lets out a small noise of discontent and Harm hands her over to me so he can go see if the nurse is nearby.

"Lorelai Patricia Rabb… you are the most beautiful thing I have ever set my eyes on. I want you to know that we love you terribly and we have made plans for you since before we could admit that we loved each other. You are so lucky because you have the best father that any little girl could ever wish for, you have grandparents that love you, and you have this whole other set of family that may not be our real relatives, but they are going to care about you just as much." I tell my daughter, stroking her cheek as she is trying to focus her eyes on anything she can.

Once the little girl is fed, and the nurse gone from helping with said feeding, Harm comes back in to talk to me about our guest in the waiting room.

"Someone's here to see the baby." He says with a smile.

"Who?" I ask, knowing that Harm had just called everyone a few minutes ago to tell them about the baby. We had called both of our parents to let them know that I was on my way to the delivery room though.

"Your mom."

"Really?"

He nods, and with a small laugh adds in that my mother told him that she got in the car the second we called and said that I was going in.

"Do you want her to come in?"

"Yeah… could you go get her."

"I will lead her in and take another stroll around the hospital. How does that sound?"

I love that he knows when I need my time. It has been going so well with my mom and we have really started to get back a real relationship with each other, so I am more than excited that she was so insistent on coming right away.

When she walks in, her eyes fall to me first, taking everything in before moving on to look at the bassinet that held our baby girl. That's something that they don't tell you… the kid is yours. They kept her for a little while right after she was born to give me a bit of rest, but after that, the baby is yours to change, feed, and amuse for the few minutes he or she is awake every few hours or so.

"How are you?" she asks, placing her hand over mine on the bed.

"I'm great actually. Everything went just as planned with no problems whatsoever."

"She's beautiful."

"Thank you. We're pretty please with her ourselves."

"You would have to be with such a beautiful gift."

"I'm glad that you came."

"I got in my car when I got off the phone with Harm. I was worried about you guys, so I needed to make sure that I was close."

"You didn't have to worry."

"Sarah, honey, you will soon learn that a mother never stops worrying about her children. They may be as small as this little one or grown and beautiful and married with a wonderful husband to look after them. No matter what, a mother will worry." She says simply, stroking the cheek of the baby in a gesture that seems to comfort her more than the infant.

"Mom?" I ask, wondering what is going through her head right now, worried about the look on her face.

"Will you let me have a chance with her? We have been working so hard with the two of us and I know that we still have a lot of our past to talk about, but I'm wondering if I can just be a wonderful grandmother to her while we are still working out our differences."

"Of course you can… in fact that is what I've wanted this whole time. That's why I was glad that they found you… I wanted to get that chance with you and I wanted our child to get a chance to be loved by both sides."

She just smiles for a few minutes before finally asking, "What's her name?"

"Lorelai."

"Like the sirens?"

I nod, "Harm came up with the idea and we thought it fitting with our Navy background."

"He does realize that the sirens lured the –"

"We've agreed to table that until she's older." I say with a small laugh.

"Good choice."