A/N - I am truly sorry for the extremely long wait. I have no excuses. LOL. I hope you will not be too cruel in my punishment. LOL. Well here is my next installment. So far it looks like this is going to be a pretty long story, well long for me anyway. I hope you enjoy.

Oh, and I don't own any of the characters. Unfortunately. LOL.

New York, NY- Winston Boarding House-

Harm sat at his small wooden desk, and tapped his fingers on his empty paper. He should be filling it up with words. He stared out of the window and gazed at the people below as they bustled up and down the busy streets of New York. He sighed wishing he was watching the streets of Richmond instead. He had been transferred to New York two months ago. He had been told that since they were going to have a new office there they wanted some new or young blood to work out there. He had readily agreed, seeing as he had nothing left for him in Richmond, other than his father, who had encouraged him to go. It took some adjusting to, but he was beginning to enjoy living in New York. It had a sense of newness to it, which is exactly what he needed. He felt like he was given a chance to start over. All of his past had been left back in Richmond. (However as everyone knows your past will always be a part of you.) As he tapped his fingers he began to think about his past. It was tall with dark brown hair, caramel eyes, olive skin tone, and beautiful beyond description. He thought about Mac's wedding and how he had prayed that everything went well. Sure he didn't want them to get married, but he loved Mac and wanted her to be happy, even if it meant marring someone else.

All of these thoughts and feelings were causing the room to begin to feel a bit stuffy. He grabbed his coat and opened the door. The idea of joining the people on the street seemed like a good idea. As the door swung open he saw someone. It was her; his past was standing right in front of him. She was wearing black from head to toe, which he took note of immediately. "Sarah?" he said quietly.

She gave him a small lopsided grin. "Can I come in, or were you about to go somewhere?" she asked the last part in a rush.

He nodded his head. "I was about to take a walk, but that can wait. Come on in." He stepped aside and allowed her to enter. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her face was tear stained. "Sarah what happened?"

Mac turned to face him. "As you well know, Virginia left the Union and there was an attempt to invade it 3 weeks ago." Harm nodded. He knew very well about the impending war. "My father went to help them to defend." Her bottom lip began to quiver. "He...he..." she broke down as she tried to finish her story. Tears freely flowed down her face. "He's gone Harm. Dead; never coming back." Mac sank to the floor in a black heap. Harm quickly knelt down beside her and wrapped her in his arms. He soothingly ran his hand along her hair. "Oh Sarah, shhhhhh, I'm right here. Just cry Sarah, just cry." He said lovingly as his voice cracked. She sobbed and every time he heard her cry his heart broke even more. He sat with her on the floor for about 20 minutes. She laid her head on his chest and tried to even her breathing. Every now and then he would feel her shudder as she tried to keep from crying again. He would never know how comforting it was to her just to sit and listen to his heartbeat. As he sat and comforted her only one thing was running through his head.

"Why did you come here?" he asked quietly.

She looked up at him slightly confused. "What?"

"Why did you come here?"

She slowly rose to her feet with some assistance from Harm. "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was a crime for me to be here." she said with an angry tone.

"Sarah stop it." he scolded her. "All I am asking is why would you come all the way to New York to tell me your father died. You could have written."

"I came because you are my best friend Harm. I needed someone to go to, and you have always been there for me, so I came."

"Why not talk to Mic? He is your husband after all."

She rolled her eyes and sighed. She held up her left hand with the back of if facing him. It was empty; no ring. "Because we did not get married."

He stared at her hand, then at her face. He felt numb. All of this time and heartache he had wasted over nothing. "Why?"

She lowered her hand and went to gaze out of the window. "Because I...I...I didn't love him. He deserved someone who would truly love him." She turned slowly and gazed intently into his eyes. "I love another man; I always have." she said quietly. They did not break eye contact, just stared into each other's soul.

"He could have given you everything you ever wanted."

"No, he couldn't." She said as she slowly walked towards him. "He couldn't give me you." She breathed slowly. "All I want is you." she said seductively. She leaned in to kiss him. He closed his eyes and sighed.Harm slowly turned his head away preventing her from kissing him. She stepped back and looked at him. "What?"

"Why do you want me Sarah? Why me? I can never give you what you deserve. I can never give you what Mic could!" He said as he began to pace the room.

"Because I love you!"

He whipped around and grabbed her by her upper arms and pulled her closer to him. "No! You can't love me! You hear me?" He yelled as he shook her, notvilontly, but enough to make her really listen to him. "You were not supposed to come here. You were supposed to marry Mic and forget about me! You don't love me! You don't, you can't! I won't let you waste your life on me . I...I..." He looked at her face. Tears were flowing from her eyes. Quickly he forced her to him and pressed his lips on hers. They began to exchange passionate kisses. They broke for air and pulled her head to his shoulder. He ran his hand along her hair. "I love you Sarah. I love you." he said breathless.

"I love you too, with all of my heart."

He gently began to kiss her neck and then along her jaw bone. He slowly removed her hair pins, andher hair quickly fell loose. Harm slowly ran his hands through her long beautiful curls. Everything on her was beautiful. He lovingly kissed her. "I love you." he whispered, and with that they became lost in their own world.

Harm lay in bed and watched her sleep. Her long hair lay tousled across her pillow. She rolled over and pulled herself closer to him. At that moment he realized what they had done. He knew he loved her and would have been content on waiting until they were married, which was the custom, but last night they had both had so many feelings running through them, that they just did what they had to do to express them. Harm looked at the clock on the wall and slowly untangled himself from Mac. He got freshened up and dressed, and wrote a short noteleaving it for her on his desk where she would hopefully see it. He silently kissed her forehead and left.

When Mac awoke she was a little startled to not find herself in her own bed. It did not take her long to remember the previous days events. She looked around the room and saw no sign of Harm. She slowly slipped from beneath the covers and put on Harm's robe. She saw the note laying on the desk and picked it up.

My Dearest Mac,

I am afraid that I had to go to the office today. Please make yourself at home, and I will see you around 5:00 pm for dinner. Again I apologize.

I love you,

Harmon Rabb Jr.

She smiled. Mac was so glad she had come. They were together now, and they hopefully would be for a very long time to come. Later that day Mac decided that she would pick up Harm's room. As she was rearranging the papers on his desk, she found it. Her fingers went numb as she read the letter. ' How could he do that to me?' she thought. The letter fell from her trembling hands and floated aimlessly to the floor.

A/N - I hope you enjoyed this chapter. So what is in the letter? I guess you will have to wait and see. Please R&R!