Disclaimer's: See Ch. 1

Author: J Bear

A/N: Sorry for the delay, had a load of work to do… stupid chem teacher. Well anyways, the craziness has kinda died down. Here's the next chapter. C'mon guys, more reviews! Check out my short story too aptly named 'The Coffee Shop'!

La Jolla
1625

"Harm, where exactly are we going?" She asked him. They were in a Jeep that is supposedly Harm's stepfather's on a highway headed southbound somewhere, and Harm won't tell her. Every time she asked, he just smiled and kept driving. Ten minutes later, he turned on to the exit- Harbour Front.

The jeep pulled into a road with a view of the Pacific Ocean and a marina. Harm then drove the car into the marina's parking lot and parked on a marked 'Reserved Spot', placed that parking permit on the window and grabbed their stuff from the trunk. Mac took a deep breath and grabbed her bags from him then followed him down the boardwalk next to the parking lot.

Then they were there. Mackenzie discovered that their destination was a ship. A simple, elegant sail ship. It was white in colour with a blue stripe, aptly named…

"Eternity?" She lifted both her eyebrows and looked at Harm incredulously. He flashed her his flyboy grin, shrugged and went into the ship. Inside was beautiful- Mahogany wood walls, wooden frames with photos and paintings, on the corner was a small kitchen with an equally small refrigerator.  She glanced around and noticed there was television on board, but no cable, only a DVD player and a VCR. The couch was black leather; in front of it was a coffee table, with a note attached to a vase of fresh flowers.

"Hey Harm! There's a note for you." Mac shouted to Harm who was in the bedroom unpacking.

"Oh thanks Mac. By the way, your room is that way." He took the note and pointed in the opposite direction from his bedroom. Thanking him, she went into the room and through her stuff on the soft queen sized bed. Cocking her head, she noticed a laptop on the dresser. She smiled and lifted the top.

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Outside, Harm was reading the note his mother had wrote for him.

My son,

If you had told me sooner about this, it would have been a little better because I would have been better prepared for you. But since it is Sarah you're bringing, I guess the flogging can wait. I've put the items you requested in the fridge. The laptop and the floppy disk are on your desk. I hope that when I get back Harm, I would have a future daughter-in-law waiting. Frank and I will be back in 12 days. The house is always open if you need anything.

Mom.

He folded back the note together and put it in his jean back pocket. He sighed a little as he made his way towards the fridge to grab the pre-made deli sandwiches that his mom took the liberty of making the day before.

"Mac!" He yelled out "You want lunch?"

"Sure" She said, poking her head out from the room. "It's beautiful down here."

"Yeah, it's custom made. Ham and Swiss or Tuna?" Harm lifted the two plates with sandwiches up.

"Uh… Tuna."

They sat down with their sandwiches and juice from the fridge. Harm was telling her about the ship. It was built by Frank's brother in San Diego, brought down to La Jolla afterwards as a gift to Frank. It could be powered by the wind or the turbine and screws at the back. There was a wheel to steer up on deck and he told her to be careful when she was on the deck because "when the wind blows, the masts holding the sails swing back and could wack you in the head real hard." He motioned for her to get up and go with him to the deck. They were about to leave the docks.

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It's been seven days and Sarah Mackenzie hasn't seen a single sheet of paper or a shred of evidence that Harm was going to give her the next chapter of the story. She was impatient. And she didn't like the feeling. So she went looking for her best friend… and lover. It felt good to say that. She thought to herself. "Lover." She repeated it to herself out loud, and sighed.

But something stuck out at the back of her mind. Marriage. In the story, he was going to propose to her. The thought of it gave a warm flush to her face. What it would be like to married to Harmon Rabb Jr. The thought of Harm settling down might have been laughable a week ago but after getting to know the romantic side of him, she changed her mind. Everything he has done for the past seven days have made her happier than she has been in years. She felt much more content and satisfied and she could sense that it was the same with him. Mrs. Sarah Rabb. She contemplated. Mrs Sarah Mackenzie-Rabb. Mac Rabb. Mac laughed out loud. But there were concerns. If they were to be 'engaged' or even 'married', they would be working apart. And that didn't sit very well with her. Harm and her made a great team, despite all the bickering and arguing. Mrs. Sarah Rabb.

She finally found him on the deck watching the ocean pass by and the sun draw closer and closer to the water. There were shadows cast on his face and it made him more handsome. And that tight white tank top doesn't hurt either. She thought bemusedly and walked over to tap him on the shoulder.

"Hey." He said softly and pulled her closer to him, taking in the feel and the smell of her, never wanting to let go.

"Hey yourself." Mac said "When are you giving me the next chapter?"

"Sometime soon."

"And is Prince Harmon going to propose to his beloved Colonel?" she hinted to him, hoping he would take the bait. And he did.

"I don't know maybe."

"He does seem to want to propose."

"Are we still talking about the story?"

"I don't know, you tell me Harm."

"Are you ready for marriage?"

"I don't know." Mac took a deep breath and turned to face him, "I mean, I do want to be married. But am I ready? I just don't know Harm. What does it mean to be ready for marriage?"

"Oh." He said simply. And a long pause followed.

"Were you going to ask me?" She asked

"I guess you'd never know." He lifted and eyebrow and left for the kitchen.

"Hey wait." Sarah grabbed his arm and spun him around. "I love you."

The corners of Harm's mouth started to lift and he said the three most important words to her. "I love you."

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A/N: Short, I know. Next Chapter comin' soon. I hope you like this one, I know it wasn't my best work. But eh. Pls, do me another favour and REVIEW people. I don't know what you think if you don't REVIEW. Say it with me now. RE-VIEW. R-E-V-I-E-W. Thank you.