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Author Note: The fic's name and inspiration comes from the John Waite(& Allison Krauss depending on the version) song "I Ain't Missing You." Thanks to the lovely Beth(Houseketeer) for betaing.

Harriet looks up from her script, and who could it be in the door way.

"You miss me," Matt says, with that shit-eating grin of his.

Shit. "What? You're crazy."

"You miss me."

"Someone's been lying to you." The fact that she is lying to herself is beside the point.

"Oh no, you can't deny it. You miss me."

"Says who?" I am gonna kill..

"Jeannie."

Jeannie. "And you actually believe her?"

"Well, even you have to admit she's a pretty reliable source."

"Only you would consider the studio gossip a reliable source."

"Still doesn't change the fact that you miss me."

"Just keep telling yourself that."

"You know you do."

"And so what if I did? Huh? What would it prove?" That she is madly deeply crazy in love with him, and will never get over him no matter what she tells herself. That she misses him every second of every day including right this minute when he is close enough to touch.

"I don't know."

"You make so much sense."

Avery