A/N- Sorry about the delay. I have written some more chapters and hopefully will be able to post faster. By the way this is looking to be a pretty long story, so I hope you all are in for the long hall. Hope you enjoy. BTW this has not been beta read so if their are mistakes I appologize. It is late and I am tired..LOL.

Disclaimer- This goes for my whole story. I do not own any of the characters that have been on the JAG show or storyline. The other characters are mine.

He stopped dead in his tracks. He could not see where they had gone. It was raining so hard that he could barely see five feet in front of him. He slowly walked along the bank looking all around for the mysterious rider. He looked over the steep edge of the bank, and there partially in the water was the rider. He slowly climbed down to the flat piece of rack, which had kept the riders upper body from landing in the water. He pulled their body out of the frigid roaring river and put them on his shoulder. As the lightening struck and lit up the sky, he looked down at the rock and saw the rain pelting a pool of blood. He then quickly climbed back up the bank. Laying the figure on their back; he pulled back the hood then pushed away the hair that was covering their face. He leaned in close so that he could hopefully see who it was. Just then there was a clap of lightening and he immediately recognized the face. "Sarah! Mac, come on open your eyes!" He gently shook her shoulders. Her eyes slowly opened. "Harm?" she said quietly.

"Yeah it's me."

"I am sorry."

"For what?" he asked as he scooped her up into his strong arms. He knew he had to get her out of the rain, and he had to get the bleeding to stop. She had hit her head pretty bad on the rock, and it was bleeding incessantly.

"For coming onto your property." He chuckled lightly. Leave it to Mac to apologize for something that at the moment was of no consequence. He sat her on his horse, and then mounted himself behind her.

"Mac, I need you to stay awake. I am going to take you to my house."

"But I am so tired Harm. Can't you just take me home?" she whined sleepily.

She apparently was not thinking clearly. If she had been she would have known that there was no way he could make it to her house with her head bleeding the way it was. "No I can't, and I know you are tired but..." he tried to think of something that she could do that would keep her awake. "You have to tell me why you were on my property."

She nodded. "I started to ride my horse, and didn't realize how far I had gone." As she began tot tell him he ripped the bottom of his shirt off, and tied the material around her head, hoping the stop the bleeding omitting form her forehead. "The when you started chasing me I became frightened, because I didn't know who you were." She laid her head back on his chest and began to close her eyes. He looked down at her and quickly realized that time was of the essence. He put his heels the horse's side and urged it to ride quickly. He jostled Sarah and she opened her eyes then began to close them again.

"Sarah Mackenzie if you fall asleep I will tell your daddy about the time you snuck out of your bedroom window, and met me in the fields."

She smiled weakly. "Traitor." she chuckled. "You would never tell on me."

"How do you know?"

"Because you wouldn't risk getting yourself in trouble." He smiled. She knew him all too well. He saw his house coming in to view. He had never been so happy to see it. He stopped his horse right outside of his home. Harm hopped off of the horse, and gently lifted her off, then carried her into the house. He ran up the stairs and into the spare room. He gently laid her on the bed. He quickly lit the lamps in the room, and removed her cloak to reveal her white nightgown, which was completely soaked and not to mention see through. He ignored this, and ran back down the stairs.

"Dad!" His father quickly emerged from his room. "What is it son?"

"Dad it's Mac. She hit her head on a rock, and she is unconscious."

Harmon Sr. put his hand on his son shoulder. "Where is she?"

"Upstairs in the spare room." His dad nodded and quickly went up the stairs with Harm right at his heels. When they got there Mac was shivering on the bed and had begun to sweat. His dad ran to her side and lifted up Harm's bandage. He furrowed his brow; it did not look good.

"Son run downstairs and retrieve one of your mother's nightgowns, then come up here and make me a fire and bring some quilts. After that go downstairs and boil some water and bring me my medicine bag." He looked at Harm who stood frozen in place. "Now Harm!" Harm sprung into action and ran downstairs.

Two hours later Harmon Sr. had cleaned her wound and bandaged it. Unfortunately it had needed stitches. Harm sat in the rocking chair beside her bed. He held her small hand in his own and ran his thumb over the back of it. "What do we do now dad?"

Harmon sighed. "Well son all we can do is hope that she can fight off the fever, and that the stitches do not become infected." Harm felt his father's large hand grip his shoulder. "Son you need to change out of these wet clothes before you catch your death, and then you can make yourself a pallet beside her bed. And son, try and get some rest." Harm nodded and headed off to his room to change. He looked across the hall at his Sarah. All he could do was hope and pray, pray and wait.

The next morning Harm slowly opened his eyes and looked across the room at Mac's pale body lying almost lifeless in the bed. Quietly he crossed the room and placed his hand on her forehead. He sighed. Thankfully the fever had broken during the night. He sat in the rocking chair and stared at her white face. She had given him quite a scare during the night. Her fever had skyrocketed, which caused her to flail about the bed. It had taken him hours to cool her down enough to where she had finally stopped moving. Mac began to stir, bringing him back to reality and away from his memories. He gently placed his hand on the upper par of her chest and soothing rubbed his thumb back and forth. "Shhh. That is it, go back to sleep. Everything will be okay Sarah." At the sound of his voice she quickly calmed down.

A few hours later her deep caramel eyes fluttered open. She looked around her and took in her surroundings. She was confused, seeing that she was not in her bed, let alone in her own home. Mac looked over and saw Harm smiling at her. "Harm, where am I?"

"My home, you fell off of the bank and hit your head. Remember?" She thought for a moment, and then slowly nodded her head as the previous nights events ran through her head. Harm scooted closer to her and took her hands in his.

"Listen Mac, I know that our summer did not start off on the right foot, so what do you say we start over?"

She smiled warmly and slowly sat upright. Harm quickly went to help her and was engulfed in a tight hug. "It is so good to see you Harm! I have missed you so much." she said with emotion in her voice

"I missed you too Mac." He said into her hair. "So much."

The next months went by quickly. Harm and Mac had begun to mend their relationship. Harm realized that the summer was coming to an end, which meant he would be returning to D.C. he did not want to leave for fear he would lose her again. In spite of his love for her he had not stated any of his feelings. She had been seeing an older man named Mic Brumby. Harm could not stand him, but he seemed to make Mac happy, so he was happy for her.

He smiled as he watched her try to mount her horse in her big blue dress. She looked back at him and glared. He had offered to help her, but she said that she could handle it. He finally busted out laughing when she had halfway mounted then fell right off. She stood up angrily and brushed herself off. "Harmon Rabb you better quit laughing, or I will hurt you."

He laughed even harder. "Oh I'd like to see you try." He soon regretted that when he saw her pick up her skirts and run towards him. He turned around and ran into the stables, then right up to the hay loft. She quickly followed him. Once she was in the loft he threw a large hand full of hay at her. The war was on. They chased each other across the loft throwing hay left and right. All of a sudden Mac tripped over a raised floor board, and tackled Harm to the floor. He landed on his back with her on top of him. Their faces inches away. They smiled breathless. He slowly moved his right arm to encircle her waist and his left hand cupped her face. They slowly inched closer, and then it happened. Their lips met and the electricity surged throughout both of their bodies. He slowly pulled back and looked into her eyes. It hit him right then and there, that this was a repeat of the last time they parted, only slightly different.

-Flashback-

A fifteen year old Harm sat on a mossy bank trying to skip rocks. "Harm! Harm!" He stood up and turned to see Mac running towards him. Tears steadily streaming down her red cheeks. She ran into his open arms burying her face in his shoulder. "What is wrong little Mac?" He soothingly ran his hand over her long curly hair. She felt comforted by him calling her by her nickname "little Mac", which he had given her.

"Oh Harm, my dad is sending me away to live with my uncle." she sobbed. "I don't want to leave."

"I know you don't." he sighed. "I don't want you to leave either."

She sniffled and looked up at him. "You don't want me to leave?"

He shook his head. "Of course I don't! You are my best friend." They slowly walked towards a large log. They sat sided by side, and he lovingly slipped his arm around her shoulders pulling her close to him.

Harm do you ever feel like you, we have a different kind of relationship?"

He smiled down at her. "Yeah, why?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Well every time I am around you I get butterflies in my stomach, and when I was told I would be leaving I was more upset about leaving you then I was about leaving my dad." She looked down at her hands. "Harm I thing I am in love with you." she whispered. Fro being so young both children understood the meaning of love, especially Harm. He gently lifted her chin.

"I know. I am in love with you." She smiled and he leaned in and gave her a small soft kiss. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. "I am going to miss you Sarah."

"I won't go Harm. I am going to stay here with you." She said indignantly. Harm thought to what he father had told him a little over a year ago. His dad had said that "Love is doing what is best for the other person, even if it is not best for you." If he truly loved her he would make her go with her uncle, there was nothing for her in Richmond. It would be hard, but he had to do it.

"Mac you have to go. Don't try and argue with me about it."

"But harm I love you, and I can not go live with him so far away from you."

He gently caressed her face. "You can, and you will go." Harm kissed her forehead and stood up. 'I love you, and I promise to write. "He began to walk away and then stopped and turned back to face her. There were tears steadily flowing down her cheeks.

"Bye Harm." she said quietly.

"This is not goodbye Sarah. We will see each other again." he said. "And I promise I will always love you."

-End of Flashback-

He watched as she stared at him with pain in her eyes. She knew exactly what he was thinking about. A single tear rolled down her cheek. "You promised that you would always love me."

"I know."

She had moved off of him and was now sitting across from him. "I will not hold you to your promise."

"Actually, it is good you are not holding me to it, because it appears as if Mr. Brumby has taken a special liking to you."

"He is a good man."

"Maybe. He can give you what you want."

"And what is it that I want?" she asked in a hushed voice.

He looked up at her confused. "You want a large house, fancy clothes, loving husband, everything that women want."

"Who says that I don't want a small house, nice clothes, and a husband who adores me, and I him?"

"I just assumed that you would want a man with money that would be able to provide for you."

She rose and shook her head. "You say you know me, but you don't know everything." she climbed down the ladder and left the stables.

He sighed, they were again parting sadly. He was leaving the next day, and he would miss her, but maybe while he was gone he would have time to think about what she said.

A/N- This is two chapters, so I hope you liked them. Please review!