A/N- Reviews are more than welcomed! I don't know how to write, so don't be shy if I'm screwing the pooch!-

Same night. Harmon Rabbs apartment.

Jordan hadn't realized just how hungry she was until she smelt the reheated lasagna that was sitting in front of her on the breakfast bar, they both ate quickly, Jordan, because she wanted to get back to the conversation, and Harm because he was slightly nervous, anxious and very confused as to why Jordan had turned up, not the he minded having her here, even after their time apart she still had given him a welcoming, warming almost homely feeling.

Dinner and some of the dishes dealt with, armed with hot drinks they returned to their respective seats in the living room. At least, for Jordan having had something to eat had done wonders in recovering some of her confidence and was now looking up instead of at her hands.

Slowly she spoke "Right, I don't really know how to really say what I'm thinking at the moment, so please try not to interrupt me?" After seeing Harms somewhat confused nod in agreement she forged on "I'm sorry, first off, Harm. I'm sorry for not understanding why you had to go flying again, and for just leaving you on hearing the news, I knew it was just a six month deployment, but I just couldn't process the news and ran from it instead, which is why you were confronted with an ultimatum. I am sorry for leaving Harm, and I know I should have waited for you. And I regret not waiting, to a point. And I miss you, Harm" she finished lamely, before her throat could clog up anymore than it already had, a shocked Harm sat blankly staring at a point about a foot above the blond bun wound into her hair, mouth open trying desperately to process her words, he knew the sentence hadn't been an essay, but it was still a lot for a relatively tired Harmon Rabb to take in. The silence grated at both of them, until Harm finally found his voice, thinking that now was as good a time as any to actually act on any feelings that wallowed into his mind, quietly and with a slight undercurrent of uncertainty he spoke "I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you Jordan, please believe that. I've always dwelled on how selfish it was, so to that end I owe you an apology" Harm quickly drew in a breath, surprised that such a short line of conversation had left him with empty lungs.

Getting up and pacing up and down the lounge side of the breakfast bar Jordan felt a momentary loss for the years she had avoided contacting Harm, brushing it aside she paced to the far end of the bar and turned to see Harm with his head in his hands, the fingers parting little tufts of hair, looking truely sorry himself about the lack of contact over the years 'well I guess it does take two to tango' she mused, but this was not a picture of Harm she wanted to remember, without too much thought she moved on silent feet behind his armchair, leaned down over his back and wrapped her arms around his chest, resting her face on his shoulder blade, relishing the familiar smell of his very particular cologne.

Harm was doubting most of everything that had happened in recent times until he felt a pair of warm arms envelop him and a smooth cheek resting on his back, feeling her breath graze his skin through the fabric, making the years between them fall into minutes, fearful though, fearful to hope that she would want to stay, or was it come back? He wasn't sure on what any of tonight could be signaling and forced himself to not become too hopeful, but this contact, warm, familiar, comforting, he was soaking it like a life blood. Jordan didn't want to move, she couldn't stand seeing him conflicted, and if she was honest with herself didn't want to loose the feeling of actually being there for him, trying to comfort him, trying again to be part of his life, 'but a better part of his life, a constructive role, an important part, more than a lover, better than a friend.. A partner? Would I use that word? C'mon girl, don't get your hopes up, this is still Harm, I don't know how high you can jump, you just have to hope its as high as his walls!' Her thoughts were ended abruptly, realizing that it was indeed the third time she had heard her name uttered almost under his breath "Jordan? You awake?'' "Yeah, I'm awake Harm, what is it?" "Well, its Friday night, I was.. uh, wondering if you would… like to, um, go out for some lunch or something with me tomorrow?" still slightly spellbound she answered "Of course Harm, I'd love to, what did you have in mind?" "Well that would be ruining a perfectly good surprise now wouldn't it?" Laughing slightly while he added "Just make sure you bring something warm with you okay? And I'll pick you up…." with that he realized that they weren't three years in the past and didn't know where she was living anymore "Or you could just meet me here and eleven hundred hours?" Jordan smiled a little as he figured out his mistake, "Yeah sure Harm, I'll meet you here at eleven" He felt her smile on his back and subconsciously loosened up a little, feeling this Jordan smiled even more, getting up, letting her hands stroke there way up his arms to his shoulders before parting with him, standing at the door she turned as he opened it, deciding to push her luck a little she got onto her tippy toes and landed a soft peck to his cheek and spoke a soft "Until tomorrow, Sailor" before retreating to the hallway and looking back to take in the sight of her handywork as he smiled, a full proper smile as he slightly bowed his head before closing the door.

Almost jogging down the stairs as she headed towards her car, Jordan felt many things, relief that she had finally apologized for what happened when they had parted, a little anxious of what tomorrow might bring and hopeful of what the future might hold for them, she knew, when she got home she was going to either sleep soundly for the first time since returning to the states or, stay up all night like an excited child on Christmas Eve.