Together, they got Harm out of the plane. He likely had a concussion and enough cuts and bruises to feel really miserable. Mac, because of the padding in her fake belly, was relatively unscathed.

They discovered, to their delight, that the Mennonite farmer had left an emergency kit in the plane. They tended to their wounds, ate some of the food they found, and relished the first moments of peace either of them had felt in days.

Finally, they could put off talking no longer.

"Mac, I can't imagine what you went through."

"It was pretty bad, Harm. I need to thank you for coming to our rescue. How did you get the Admiral to let you go?"

"I didn't."

"You're UA?"

"Nope."

"Then, what?"

"I resigned, Sarah."

"He'll take you back."

"Maybe. It really doesn't matter, if I have you."

"I'm so sorry."

"I'm not."

And, they kissed again. It really was that simple.