I don't know, I was in a writing mood I guess so I decided to write another Chapter. I'm doing good with my updating. lol. Well It's gonna be short but its about… you guessed it Rhett and Scarlett's meeting. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the GWTW characters or SCARLETT characters.

Oh yeah there is a character from the GWTW book, Dilcey. If you have read the book you want need an explanation, but for anyone else…Dilcey is Pork's wife. And Prissy's mother. Gerald O'Hara bought Prissy and Dilcey from the Wilkes before the Wilkes bbq. Dilcey had another child right before Scarlett came home from the siege on Atlanta. Oh yeah…she was the one who nursed Beau. Ok to the story.

Rhett stepped off the train and bolted for the nearest cab. He desperately wanted to see Ella and the ride one the train had done his mind little good. The more he had thought the more his mind got away with him. He wasn't one to worry, but thinking of Ella sick all alone in that plantation while her mother was who knows where killed him. He had tried to be more to Ella than a step father. After all, she didn't even remember her own father and her mother was something to be desired. Yes, she needed him and where had he been? Off hiding, hiding from the past. Hiding from what he thought would hurt him. Hiding wouldn't do him any good though, or Ella for that matter. She hadn't even had anything to do with his and Scarlett's divorce, and she probably had no idea why he had left in the first place. All she new was he was gone and Scarlett was gone and all she had to depend on was a brother and an aunt that was only reminded of bad times with just her simple presence. Rhett was over come with remorse.

The cab ride to Tara seemed to take forever. Rhett felt so nervous and scared.

"What if he was to late? What if..." Rhett shook his head he could build his life on "what ifs". He'd simply go crazy if he did.

The cab came to a slow stop and Rhett looked out the small window before practically jumping out of the carriage. Tara was still a lovely plantation. Even since the long duration of time since Rhett had given Scarlett the money to fix up the plantation, shortly after there honeymoon, the place had held up nicely. It was apparent that Tara was still a mere shell of what a glorious place it had been, but it was still attractive.

Rhett ran up the front stairs and into the house and up the stairs. He looked for Mammy or Suellen but the house was silent, which frighten him. He made it up to the bedrooms and a chilling feeling crept up his spine. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as he reached for the door handle. As his hand touched the handle it turned and opened.

Standing in the doorway was Scarlett. He didn't even know Scarlett knew about Ella, much less did he know she was here. She looked very different. Lifeless almost. Her skin was an abnormal pale white, and her eyes were dull and had light circles around them. She was painfully thin and when she looked at him it was as if she was looking right through him. She stared at him for a moment. And to Rhett's dismay, she didn't even look surprised. In Fact her face showed no emotion what so ever.

"Shh." She whispered, in the lowest chilling voice.

"She's asleep "She breathed.

Rhett sighed with relief. She was alright. Ella was alive and well, for the time being anyway.

"Scarlett…" Rhett whispered lightly touching her arm.

"I better fix you a room." Scarlett said lightly pulled away from Rhett.

"She wasn't making any since, something was wrong." Rhett thought watching her weakly walk.

She stopped and turned to face Rhett. She opened her mouth to speak but exhaustion over came her, and she fainted. Rhett ran be hide her and barely caught her before she hit the ground. He scooped her up and carried her to the nearest bedroom, which just happened to be hers. Rhett gently laid her on the bed, almost as if he was afraid he might break her. Dilcey ran in the room with a horrified look on her face.

"Miz' Scarlett?" Dilcey, Pork's wife ran to her side.

"She fainted." Rhett breathed. He couldn't think of anything else to say

He watched Dilcey feel Scarlett's head and all he could do was pray that she would be alright.

"Funny," he thought, "He had come in a mad worry about Ella and now was left in a worry about Scarlett."

Do ya'll hate me for ending there? lol. Sorry I'll make it up to ya'll.