Sorry it took so long to write, things have been hectic with the holidays coming up. I had some time before I had to attend Choir and thought that I would post the next chapter. For the purpose of what I've written the mission is only to Vietnam. I know it's short but that's how it goes. Hope you enjoy.

The silence stretched inside the Oval Office. The President had already informed Harm of the mission and why he was being used and was patiently awaiting a response.

"Sir, if I undergo this mission I ask for only one thing in return. I would like to see if a relationship between Colonel Mackenzie and I could work, with out any fraternization charges. If our relationship doesn't work out then I would like to me assigned more of these types of missions."

Shock filtered across the President's face, like he had never been issued such a declaration. "I think that can be arranged Commander. You leave in two hours, good luck."

Mac sat on Harm's black leather couch for hours waiting, hoping that he would return soon. By the time darkness gave into light she knew that something was up and that something was not good. A restless, uneasy feeling had settled into her stomach warning her of impending doom and pain. What exactly she didn't know nor to whom it would happen but Harm was her guess and the aftermath would have a huge effect, not just on her, but the entire nation.

The jungles of Vietnam were familiar to him and many others from his country. The stifling heat and humidity no longer bothered him as it once had. Shadows moved all about he was one of them. Harmon Rabb, had become one with the jungle in the month that he had traveled, undetected, carrying out the duties assigned to him. There was only one more target and then he could go home, return to the life he had created, and hopefully leave the monster that he had once again become, on the jungle floors.