A/N: Again, thanks for the great reviews! This piece is rather short but there was no other way to split the story. Enjoy!

Popeye's Bar

Somewhere in Tennessee

2140 hours local

Harm leaned against the bar, watching Mac dance with an older man. She was politely smiling, just doing him a favor. She was able to knock the guy of his feet, literally, if she wanted to.

'Isn't your wife just the friendly girl?' Ronnie showed up next to him. Harm inwardly sighed. What did she want now?

'Ronnie'. He didn't need another word to acknowledge her.

She nudged him with her elbow. 'Come on Harm, when are you going to lose the charade? We both know you and Mac aren't married. Why go on and pretend?'

Harm couldn't believe his ears. Didn't he make it clear enough that he wasn't interested? 'You haven't met the great love of your life yet' he replied.

'Is it that obvious?' She pulled her bottom lip, looking like a little girl that didn't get things her way. 'I hoped you could help me find him'.

He shook his head and felt that one of the cameras moved over to them. 'I can't help you in the way you hoped I'd find him Veronica'. He empathized on her name. 'This ring I'm wearing came with a vow. And I'm making sure I'll keep that vow'.

Ronnie raised an eyebrow. 'How'd you find out my name?'

'I had a friend whose name we shorted down to Ronnie'. He shrugged. 'Seriously, I don't know what else to do to show you that I'm not interested in pursuing any kind of relationship with you. Mac and I are happy as we are now all right?'

With that, he put his glass at the table and walked over to her, tapping the man on his shoulder. 'Would you mind if I cut in?'

'Not at all mister. Thank you for letting me borrow her'. He winked.

'Not a problem'. Harm took Mac in his arms and pulled her close.

'Ronnie gave you trouble?' Mac asked, as she leaned her chin on his shoulder. Ronnie had narrowed her eyes at them.

'For some stupid reason she doesn't get the fact that I'm not interested. You see why?'

She shook her head. 'What'd you tell her now? She doesn't look too happy'.

'I said that I didn't know how other way to show her that I'm not interested in pursuing any kind of relationship with her. That you and I are happy with the way things are now'.

Mac couldn't help but smile. 'When the Admiral sees this, he's going to kill us'.

Harm shook his head. 'I don't think he'll do that Sarah. Maybe that he'll order us to get married after this, but kill us…nah'.

She threw her head back as she laughed. It was a sound Harm had gotten more used to in the past three weeks. She was so carefree here with him. He wondered what would happen with it once they were back into normal life.

'What?' He pretended to be shocked. 'Is that such a bad thing?'

This time she kissed his lips. 'No. I wouldn't mind being married to you at all'.

'I'm glad we're on the same page here'. He smiled. 'Finally'.

Mac smiled as well. 'Finally'. She went back resting her chin on his shoulder. Things couldn't get any better. Three couples had left the contest as far as it was now. Tomorrow was the big evening when the left couples would do a quiz on how good they actually knew each other.

They weren't scared. A little unsure, but not scared. They could win it with ease. Harm held her in a warm embrace, slowly moving on the melody of the song. If he could take her of into the sunset dancing like this…

Mac pulled back. 'What are you thinking about sailor?'

'Not much really. Just hoping that the song will never end'.

Her smile, once again, was genuine. And she was silent for a while. 'Hope can do great things for you Harm. All you have to do is wait and see'.

Well, you guys know what I want...