Author: Eggy Weg : )
Rating: PG
Classification: Silliness
Summary: Day out at the park with the trips (they arn't in it much)
Archive: Yeah
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: Note mine
A/N: This is for AD for bringing back my ice cream obsession. It reminded me of my best friends evil ice cream trick which has kind of stuck with me now. This is an attempt to get more ClaySchool out of you, I need more...lots more.
A/N 2: For the purpose of this fic there is a park just down the road from JAG.
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Mac felt her legs turn to jelly as she excited JAG HQ to find Webb laughing and playing with the kids as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It was at that moment she realised her little crush wasn’t going to go away, it was official she was in love with Clayton Webb and she wanted him as the father of her children.
Feeling her eyes on him Webb looked up and right into her eyes. Feeling as though he had heard her thoughts she felt the blush grace her cheeks as Webb smiled. Following his uncle’s eyes little Bobby looked towards the door and saw her,
“Sarrrwwaaaa” he shouted breaking into a sprint and opening his arms, jumping onto her and into a hug. She smiled wide hearing her first name, it seemed no one called her that anymore. All she seemed to be was good old friendly Mac the ever professional marine colonel. She had been feeling like less of a woman as the months went by and no one paid attention to her. But now with child on her hip and man by her side she felt like nothing but a woman. And it was a feeling she intend to keep whether Clay knew it or not.
“Sarah?” She asked Clay raising her eyebrow as he strolled toward her with kids around his ankles.
Finally reaching up to her he just shrugged “They asked what your name was, Colonel Mackenzie isn’t easy to say or remember you know” No man had any problem remembering Sarah though.
“And Mac is easier than Sarah” She said unable to understand why she was arguing the point.
Webb started to blush but he held it off quite well, he didn’t really want to admit that he had always thought of her as Sarah. Mac was her disguise, just like his suits, something to hide behind when it all gets too much. Their brave fronts for an often cruel and heartless world. He would have remind himself all the way to JAG not to call her Sarah, but when Bobby asked it just slipped out.
“Mac’s a boy’s name” Tommy saved him from replying which was lucky because he was starting to get a funny look from her.
“Tommy” Clay groaned in a warning tone while picking him up taking hole of Jake’s hand.
They walked in silence down the road to the park. Mac amazed at how fulfilling it was to have a child on her hip. Even if it was only a pretend family, she was accepted and that’s all she had ever wanted.
Clay lost in his own thoughts of happiness of finally having a day off. And being able to see the trip’s again it had been far to long since their last adventure together, and with the trip’s it was always an adventure.
“I hope you know what you have let yourself in for”
He remembered the last time they had visited him, that day he had seriously considered getting rid of his piano and cello. It took all his CIA training to keep from cringing during their performance but their little smiling proud faces was worth every second of the agony.
“Clay, I have put up with Rabb for seven years now I’m sure I can handle three children for a couple of hours” She joked knowing she was probably in over her head.
Caught of guard he laughed out loud throwing his head. “Well I suppose you have a better chance than most at coping” He agreed as they entered the park.
“Unca Cway” Jake pulled at his suit until he stopped. “Can we get ice cream…please?” He pointed to the van and put on his cutest face. Mac giggled to herself knowing Clay would have used that exact same face to get his way as a child.
“Oh OK” Clay hardly protested, as that was his favourite part about their visits to the park. “But you are only getting one, so decide if you want it now or later” He said walking towards the van already knowing their answer.
“Now” They all replied in unison.
As they waited in the queue Mac couldn’t help but grin at the looks of sympathy she got from the passing women. And although she hadn’t earned it she had the twinkle of a proud mother in her eyes as she heard all their impressed comments.
The quickly ate their ice creams at an incredible rate then ran off to play.
Sitting on the nearest bench Clay looked to be really enjoying his ice cream as Sarah gave him a weird look. This ice cream tasted awful, it was straight from the tub and had large lumps of ice in it. Clay laughed at her disgusted look when she tried another bite to see if she was mistaken.
“You can’t seriously like this Webb” She grumped in disappointment that he had paid good money for them.
“We usually enter from the other end of the park, they have better ice creams over there” He commented absentmindedly as he leaned in to share his conspiracy with her. “It’s something we always did as kids, the worse the ice cream the more you pretend to like it. See how many people you can get to queue up for one thinking they are amazing. I guess it just stuck with me” He laughed as she joined in his little game.
“We?” She ventured
“Me and my brothers” He answered giving nothing away.
“Clay” she growled “I’m trying to get you to open up a little here”
“What my ice cream confession wasn’t enough for you?” He smiled breaking up the cone and throwing it to the pigeons. Rolling his eyes when she slapped his arm he gave in “OK, OK, I have two older brothers Edward, their father, and Robert. Is that enough gossip for the folks back at JAG?”
“Well it maybe enough gossip for them but I was sifting for some real juicy blackmail material” She joked and he laughed along with her, both shocked that he was opening up to her.
~~More soon, hopefully~~