Month One – January:

After accepting the deal from the District Attorney's office, Harm had self-surrendered himself to the Camden Juvenile Detention Center at the first of the year. The CJDC was a privately owned all-male facility and was rather tasteful in the way they treated their inmates, it was a small facility that housed only one hundred boys at a time ranging from the age of twelve to eighteen.

The first couple of days without freedom, Harm walked aimlessly around the grounds of the prison when he was allowed too, and then worked out in his bunk area until his entire body was beyond exhaustion. His interactions with the other inmates were restricted by his own self-preservation, he didn't want to get into anything, or open up about himself, knowing how the prison system worked and what happened to gay people in prison, he wasn't willing to subject himself to that, even if he was in a privately ran facility.

Harm was also scheduled for one-on-one therapy for the first two weeks of his incarceration, and that's where he was now, sitting with the therapist – Doctor Rachel Todd – both Harm and Rachel were sitting silently in her office, staring at each other and waiting for the other to say something, it was a battle of will, and Harm knew he could probably out last the young doctor, she looked too eager to try and help someone with their problems.

"Alright, Mr. Rabb… The silence has to stop. You've been coming to see me for three days now, and all we have done is sit here and stare at each other, and unless we discuss a few of the topics on this list…" Rachel began, pointing to the list on her clipboard "We cannot let you into general population with the rest of the boys…" Rachel finished, looking at Harm with pleading eyes.

Harm shook his head slowly and sighed noisily "I'm safer in the dorm I'm in now, not Gen Pop…" Harm said coldly, his eyes focused on a point just over Rachel's head, he refused to make eye contact with anyone, even if it were someone who was truly trying to help him.

Rachel tilted her head to the side in confusion "Why do you think that? Has someone here threatened you?" Rachel inquired, leaning forward slightly as she looked Harm up and down, assessing the younger man physically.

Harm chuckled, shaking his head as he leaned back casually, rubbing his hands across his thighs slowly "No… I haven't been threatened, I don't think I've been here long enough for that… It's just that… I'm gay, and I don't think it would be safe out in Gen Pop if a bunch of these other guys found out…" Harm said, crossing his arms over his stomach, finally making eye contact with the therapist.

Rachel nodded her head in understanding "Alright, that is plenty enough reason to keep you in the current dorm you're in… Now about the other issues…" Rachel said, beginning to drabble on about anger management classes and group therapy classes while in the prison, which Harm mostly tuned out but kept an interested look on his face, inserting his input whenever necessary.

When the weekend came around, Harm couldn't have been happier about it, because that meant it was visitation day, Tony and AJ were coming up and Harm was over-the-top excited to see familiar faces and get some information that has been bothering him since he was locked up.

Harm sat at the round plastic table, nervously tapping his fingers against the top until he saw Tony and AJ walking through the door, he grinned brightly as he stood up, "Oh my god! You look terrible in orange!" Tony squeaked as he encased Harm in a fierce hug.

Harm sighed as he rested his forehead against Tony's shoulder, hugging his boyfriend back just as fiercely "I know I do, but… There isn't a whole lot I can do about it right now. Once I get out of here, I am getting rid of anything I own that is orange…" Harm said softly as he kissed the side of Tony's face lovingly.

AJ stepped forward and wrapped Harm up in the next hug, "How're you doing in here, son? Are you being treated fairly?" AJ asked as he released Harm and the three men sat down.

Harm nodded his head "I'm doing okay… But, then again, I've only been in here a week. And yeah, I'm being treated decently enough for prison standards…" Harm said softly, "So, what happened at Palmer's trial?" Harm asked immediately, looking directly at AJ.

AJ chuckled softly as he reached over, patting Harm's hand "He's in prison, six months to a year. Wasn't his first offense either, so… The judge kind of threw the book at him. After he's released he'll be on probation for two years…" AJ informed him, grinning softly.

"And he has to take mandatory 'Get your shit together' therapy classes as well, for a full year." Tony added in, grinning brightly as he looked over at Harm.

Harm nodded his head approvingly "Good, he needs it… All of it. Now, onto the brighter things in life – How was the dance competition?" Harm asked, grabbing both of Tony's hands in his.

Tony smiled as he rubbed his thumbs over the backs of Harm's hands "It was pretty amazing, I… I wish you could have been there Harm… We took first place in all three titles!" Tony exclaimed sadly, a frown slowly forming on his face.

Harm shook his head, reaching up to cup Tony's cheek "We'll watch the video when I get out, Tony… I promise. Did… you pay the storage unit?" Harm asked hesitantly.

Tony nodded slowly "Yeah, I did. I know what it means to you Harm, and I won't forget to pay for it." Tony said softly, his eyes flitting around the room briefly "Is there a reason why the room is so… empty?" Tony asked cautiously, his voice low so only the two at the table could hear.

Harm nodded his head "The therapist thought it'd be best if I met my visitors in private – Two guards, myself, and whoever comes to see me… Security reasons and personal safety reasons…" Harm said, shrugging his shoulders slightly as he tapped Tony's fingers lightly.

"Oh… Oh. Okay, I get it – Prison and gay guy… Right, you'd think with all the prison documentaries you've watched, I would have caught onto that one." Tony said, rolling his eyes slightly as he looked down at the table.

When the prison guard said it was time to wrap things up, Tony and Harm looked at each other "I feel like we just got here…" Tony whispered as he stood up and wrapped Harm in another fierce hug, burying his head in the taller man's chest.

Harm cradled the back of Tony's head, placing a soft kiss against his boyfriend's temple "I know, but its okay… We'll see each other next weekend. Love you T." Harm said softly as he pulled away from Tony to look down into tear-filled green eyes.

"Love you too, Harm. See you next weekend." Tony said softly as he placed a gentle kiss against Harm's lips. Harm smiled as he released Tony completely and then turned to AJ, hugging his father fiercely as well and giving the same pep-talk about next weekend, and then, just as soon as they had come, Tony and AJ left out the same door and Harm was escorted back to his dorm.

Month Two – February:

Harm had learned in the first month of being at Camden that the food they served was not nearly all it was cracked up to be, nor did they have a strictly vegetarian diet plan, which was wreaking havoc on Harm's body since he could hardly hold any of the cafeteria food down, he resorted to the canteen food that he had to purchase.

Harm had lost nearly ten pounds since coming here, and it was really showing, but he turned weight loss into muscle gain, even with the limited work-out activities that he could perform in such a confined space.

Still keeping his distance from a lot of the people in Camden, Harm only made two friends, and still managed to keep his head down and out of trouble, although there were several moments when he could have used his height and strength to his advantage, he knew the risks of getting involved in prison-fights, and wasn't going to risk his freedom or his life.

Serving time in the detention center gave Harm a whole new appreciation of being separated from loved ones for so long, and although Rabb Senior wasn't his biological father, he could now see that his behavior when his dad deployed was immature and he could have handled it better, even though he was only five, a lot of things were being put into perspective for him.

Harm spent a lot of his time in the library where they had all sorts of law books, both old and new, and although he wasn't getting any actual school work done, he was however learning a lot of things that would help him in the future when he went to Georgetown.

The school board committee had heard about Harm's incarceration, and while they had to revoke his football scholarship – He'd still get to play on the team in the fall, but he no longer had that money – he still had his academic scholarship, pending the outcome of the remainder of the school year and the three months he'd have to make up during the summer.

Although the time inside seemed to drag by slower every day, Harm continued marking off the days on the small calendar he purchased, he had been inside for one month and sixteen days and he had never felt so anxious for February to get over with, although he was upset that he missed Valentine's day with Tony, they made promises to make up for it – like they would do with pretty much everything he was missing – when he got out.

Harm had also learned a hard lesson in friendship, not that he didn't understand his friends reasons, but he was really disappointed in his best friends for not coming up to visit him at least once while he'd been incarcerated. His only visitors – not that he would ever complain – had been Tony, Gibbs and AJ, and while he loved the three men more than anything else, he really wanted to talk to Mac or Jimmy and see how Tony was truly doing, because he was sick of hearing 'I'm fine' or 'Things are good, you don't have to worry'.

Because in all actuality, Harm was worried, especially when Tony came to visit once with a faded black eye "It was nothing Harm, someone accidently elbowed me in the eye…" Tony had said to him, and Harm could tell that Tony was lying but didn't dare call him on it, there was no reason to pick a fight with one of the only persons who actually took time out of his weekend days to come see him.

The only thing Harm did know, is that when he got out, he was going to find out whoever was beating Tony up and the guy was going to seriously pay for hurting his best friend and boyfriend, admittedly probably worse than what Tony had received, but he had to protect and reassert himself as Tony's, and he knew nobody messed with Tony after everyone had found out that the two were dating.

On the other hand, he probably didn't think that pummeling a guy into the ground would be a wise decision – one thing he had learned, but didn't really take to heart, during his anger management therapy sessions, he was a football player after-all, and inflicting pain on people ran in his body just as thickly as the blood in his veins.

"Harm… Hey! Harm!" someone called from the outside of the cubicle and breaking into all the thoughts circling around inside of Harm's head.

Harm lifted the pillow off his head and stared at one of the friends he'd made inside – Shawn Hurst – "What Shawn?" Harm asked tiredly, letting the pillow fall back onto his head.

"Dude… Come on! You're going to miss movie night!" Shawn exclaimed excitedly – he was more like Tony, in that feminine way, and got excited over the little things in life.

Harm shrugged his shoulders "I'm sure it'll be another boring movie, crappy quality that you can hardly hear… What's the point?" Harm asked somberly, peeking out from underneath the pillow at the guy standing only a few feet away from the foot of his bed.

Shawn sighed "You've been in a sour mood ever since your boo came to visit you this past weekend! What in the heck is going on with you?!" Shawn asked as he sauntered into the cubicle and sat at the foot of Harm's bed.

Harm shook his head and groaned as he tugged the pillow further onto his face "Tony has been getting beaten up at school, and keeps lying to me about it… I've only had three visitors since coming here, and those who claimed to be my best friends – and said they'd visit me as often as possible – haven't done that… Just a lot of shit going on in my mind right now Shawn and I'd rather be alone to deal with my thoughts." Harm said tensely, then nudged his foot against Shawn's back until the man got off his bed.

Shawn sucked his teeth slightly "Whatever, be a Debbie downer, Harm. End of the day, you can't do shit about it, so… whatever." Shawn said, tossing up his hands in frustration as he walked out of the cubicle and headed to the 'theater' room – which was just the rec room with a projector set up for movie-night.

Harm rolled his eyes at Shawn's dramatics, hating every second of it, because it really reminded him of Tony whenever he would get pissed off at him, not that it happened often but it happened enough to make him even miss Tony being mad at him, and how weird was that? Harm sighed as he rolled over onto his stomach, burying his head in the pillow and letting out a muffled scream of frustration into the thin pillow.

Month Three – March:

The third month was definitely the hardest of the three months that Harm had been locked up because now he knew that he was getting close to release, and that added a whole new type of pressure, since other inmates didn't exactly like when people got released. Whether it was just pure jealousy or just teenagers being teenagers, Harm really didn't know or care, but what he did know is that every time he returned to his bunk, something was either missing or misplaced.

As if his missing belongings weren't enough, he'd also lost another ten pounds from lack of eating and appetite all together. Food was quite literally a foreign object to him at this point, and it had the staff, and Harm's family worried. What Harm was more worried about was Tony though, on several occasions over the past two months, he'd noticed more bruises and that Tony seemed to walk with a limp on more than one occasion.

When Harm would ask about it, Tony would always deflect or lie, telling him that it was either a cheer or dance accident, or someone had accidently bumped into him. Some of the injuries he might have believed could have been cheer or dance accidents, he'd seen Tony being tossed around like a ragdoll before during either activities. But, coupled with the bruises that accompanied the limp or sore body parts, and Harm knew that Tony wasn't being a hundred percent truthful.

Two months, and nineteen days. That's how long Harm had been in Camden, and he didn't even have to look at the calendar anymore to know how much longer until his release – He had learned, like Mac, how to tell time without looking at a watch, since he didn't have one with him. Thirteen days, ten hours, and thirty minutes… And counting, and he'd be free and back in his own bed, well… He'd be in Gibbs' guest bed, but it was his until he was ready to move out.

And that was the bottom line, Harm had a lot of time to think about it, and while he was grateful that Gibbs had opened up his home to him when he needed it, he was ready to get out on his own and start life as the adult he was meant to be now. Harm sighed as he stared up at the dark ceiling of his cubicle, he had to really talk to Tony about this decision in depth, because with getting his own place would not only effect Harm's life, but Tony's life as well.

Harm was also slightly worried how this would affect their relationship, because Gibbs would likely kill Harm with the thoughts he was having. Sure, he needed his own place because he hated mooching off of Gibbs and not doing anything towards rent or anything, but he also wanted to have some privacy with Tony again – Something he had when he lived with his grandmother was privacy, and he sorely missed being able to just lay in bed and cuddle with Tony, and make out whenever they wanted, and now with the added fact that they had opened up new avenues with each other, Harm really wanted to explore those things with Tony.

Harm groaned into his pillow as he thought about the week before he got incarcerated, Tony had seemed so eager to be assertive and take control in the bedroom, until Jimmy walked into the house and ruined the mood entirely. Thinking about Tony's lithe body rocking on top of him was a bad idea and he knew it, especially when he felt his erection growing at a rapid pace, although it was the middle of the night, Harm knew he'd never be able to deal with the situation that was on the rise, literally.

The days grew longer and longer as his release date grew nearer and nearer, but finally, Harm only had three hours left until he was finally a free man again and he could get back to the life he had before this entire ordeal happened, and man was he ever ready to get back to Tony.

Harm sat in the recreation room with a bag of his belongings, what little he had left anyway – He'd given most of his stuff away to Shawn an hour before. Harm sighed as he watched the clock on the adjacent wall, counting away the minutes until AJ, Gibbs and Tony would pick him up and take him home.

Shawn walked over to Harm and sat down in the chair next to him, "So, this is it huh? Finally getting out of here." Shawn questioned, grinning slightly as he glanced over at Harm.

Harm nodded, "Yep. Can't wait either." Harm said shortly, his eyes still locked on the clock.

Shawn shook his head and chuckled softly "Don't wanna see you back here either, you definitely don't belong here." Shawn said as he brought his feet up to the edge of the chair, wrapping his arms lightly around his shins.

"Yeah, I know… But, shit happens sometimes. Now all I have to do is deal with anger management classes and getting back into a routine at home." Harm stated quietly as he bit against his bottom lip nervously as the clock hit the two hour mark.

"I've got faith in you, Harm. You've been determined to get out of here ever since you got here, and Tony is a great motivation to keep you on the outside." Shawn said confidently, looking over at his new friend with a smile on his face.

Harm nodded "Yeah, he is that for me… I know I've seen him every weekend since getting here, but… I miss him, so much… That limited contact was just… I think it was worse than if I hadn't seen him at all." Harm said quietly, blinking his eyes a few times to erase the tears that had sprung up on him unexpectedly, Shawn sighed as he squeezed Harm's shoulder lightly and stood up.

"You're going home today Harm, no more need to miss the boy. He'll be here shortly, then you can go home and enjoy the rest of your life with him." Shawn said as he walked out of the recreation room, leaving Harm to stare the clock into submission.

Tony bounced excitedly on the tips of his toes as he watched Harm through the glass window as he was being processed out, Gibbs and AJ were standing behind Tony, both men knew that the second he saw Harm and could reach him that Tony would take off into his boyfriend's arms.

And that is exactly what happened as soon as Harm walked through the security door, Tony practically flew into Harm's body, his legs wrapping around Harm's back and Tony's arms around Harm's neck. Tony held onto Harm as tightly as possible as the tears tracked down his cheeks and into the curve of Harm's neck and shoulder.

"Missed you so much." Harm whispered, kissing the side of Tony's head several times.

Tony nodded into Harm's neck, then pulled his head away, looking down at Harm "I missed you too." Tony said softly as he kissed Harm lovingly on the lips – something he hadn't been able to do in three months – Tony's fingers twisting in the much longer hairs at the back of Harm's head.

Harm smirked as he rested his forehead against Tony's "I know… I need a haircut." Harm said, laughing softly as he slowly rubbed up and down Tony's back and kissed Tony's nose several times.

Gibbs and AJ both cleared their throats, "Can you two possibly reconnect in the car? It's kind of a long drive home…" Gibbs stated, crossing his arms over his chest, "And I'm sure Harm is hungry, boy looks like he hasn't eaten in a while." Gibbs added as he headed for the front door.

Harm shrugged as he continued holding onto Tony, carrying his boyfriend out of Camden and towards AJ's SUV in the parking lot "I could definitely eat, but I'm not ready to let you go yet." Harm whispered as he kissed Tony softly on the lips again.

Tony giggled as he leaned into Harm's ear, "We'll go for a walk when we get home, and we'll really reconnect then. Got some things I want to show you." Tony whispered as he hopped out of Harm's arms and slid into the backseat of AJ's SUV.

Harm sighed as he slid into the backseat, then pulled Tony closer to him, turning his body so he was leaning against the back door, and Tony was in between his legs and lying against his chest – Harm didn't even really care that Gibbs and AJ were in the car. He just needed to hold Tony as close as possible, to know that all of this was really over, and he was finally free and clear to go home, and be with the only guy he will ever love.

And as they drove along, and Harm kept a steady hand stroking across Tony's shoulder; Harm smiled as they passed familiar scenery. Reveling in the weight of his boyfriend against his chest made everything so real to him, Harm kissed the back of Tony's head and nuzzled his nose in the soft strands. He knew he would miss this, just being with Tony, having the younger man in his arms every day, but he honestly didn't know how much until he had it again, and that's when he made a vow to never cross that line of the law again.