Disclaimer: See ch.1, no reason to repeat myself

Author: J Bear

A/N: Wow… thanks for all your reviews. You guys are great. Though farfetched, I'm glad you stuck with me coz this idea ain't going nowhere out my head. So, without further ado….

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Thunder rang through the entire apartment and the rain was continuing to beat down on the windows.

"What are you doing here?" Mac asked the dripping wet Prince.

"Came to see you Mac." He replied, "You got any towels?"

"Uh… yeah, c'mon in." She stepped back and allowed him into her apartment. "Uh… what should I call you?"

"Harm will be fine Mac. I'm still the same guy." He laughed

"Right… Towels" The flustered Colonel ran into her closet and grabbed a couple of fresh towels and gave it to Harm. "You lied to me."

"Pardon?"

"You lied. You told me… wait… I see, how could I be so stupid." She exclaimed. "One night stand, was that it? Put your 'princely charm' on an American woman, seeing how she would react?"

"Hey, It-

But Mac just kept going, "Does it give you satisfaction, your Highness, that your ploy worked?" Harm had just about had it. He clamped his hand over her mouth and shut her up.

"You left without saying good bye." Harm whispered sadly. "You never said good bye."

Slowly, he let his hand down, rubbed his wet hair with the yellow towel and looked away. "I never thought it was a one night stand Mac, no matter what you thought. I felt something there between us. I was willing to pursue it. But you left Mac. You left me and a note by the bed saying you were sorry."

"I slept with the Prince of Lorthien."

"You made love with a man who was falling in love with you."

"We only knew each other for less than a week Harm." Mac looked at him deeply. "I ask again. What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

"No Harm, the real reason. A prince don't just pop by to say hi."

"You're right. A prince doesn't. But this man does." Harm collapsed on her couch. "I'm still in love with you."

"Stop feeding me lines Harm."

"I don't know what it was Mac, I don't know. That one week changed my life, for once, the great Prince Maxwell the womanizer became transfixed on this American woman who happened to be a Marine captain. I'm not feeding you lines Mac. I'm just telling you the truth."

"You came to tell me the truth?" Mac questioned. She was suspicious, she has had relationships before. One night stands, meaningful relationships, relationships that didn't last that long, Sarah Mackenzie had never had a good track record with men.

"Yes Mac, I came to tell you the truth. Is that so hard to believe?"

"Uh-huh. In fact, your highness, it is extremely hard to believe." Mac paused and her eyes widened at her thought. "How'd you get here and who knows you're here?"

"All they know is that I was angry and I told my bodyguards off, took the Jeep they gave us when we landed in the states and drove off. I've called them to check in every once in a while."

"But-

"They know never to mess with an angry royal Mac. Especially me." Harm peered at her. He then patted the spot next to him and motioned for her to sit.

"No thanks."

"Sit Mac."

"You can't order me around Rabb. I'm not apart of your country and I don't serve under you."

"Oh?" Harm grinned mischeviously, "I recall differently 2 years ago."

For the first time, he saw the tough as nails Marine redden in her cheeks.

"Is that a blush?" He asked

"Shut up."

"So what do you want to do about this… kind of hanging relationship of ours?"

"What do you mean what do I want to do? You're here for only 2 weeks Harm. You're going to leave and you do have a busy schedule, you can't be angry all the time and well, I doubt that you can make excuses."

Harm just simply smiled at her and said, "The way I see it, we've got 2 choices. 1, we continue our relationship where it left off. Or 2, we can split separate ways and never see each other again, though I must say, I hope not."

"Problems with 1 and 2." Mac glared at him "1. We can't be together for the life of us, your country will never allow it, nor will my country. 2…"

"Yes?"

"I hope I will see you again, so 2 can't be the answer."

"Ah to hell with it Mac."

"For god sakes Harm, you have a country to run. I've got an office to run. We've got separate lives. It should never, never have crossed paths. But it did."

"Are you sorry?"

"What?"

"Are you sorry?" He repeated and stared deeply into her eyes.

"No." She whispered. "That week was one of the best times I have had Harm. I'm not sorry for that. But I am sorry for leaving."

They were then interrupted by the door bell. Fearing it was his father's assigned security detail to him, or rather, his bodyguards or advisors, he rushed to the nearest room and closed it. Mac cautiously peered through the peephole only to find an acne covered, gum chewing pizza boy with her pizza in hand. Grabbing the cash, she told him to keep the change and closed the door.

Harm waited a little while, poked his head out of the room and glanced around. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary except for the fresh scent of pizza, he came out.

"You locked yourself in the bathroom Harm?" Mac cocked her eyebrow and snatched a slice of pizza. "Real smart."

This time it was Harm's turn to blush and shyly he asked. "Can I have some of that pizza?"

It's going to be a long night. They both thought.

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TBC

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