Not a word was spoken the entire flight to Ho Chi Minh. Nor did they speak while they waited for the train.
Mac found that she was actually relieved when the other teams arrived.
"They don't seem to be doing well." Bernie said softly.
Anne nodded before sitting down next to Mac. "Everything okay, dear?"
She shrugged slightly. "Vietnam just holds a lot of painful memories for him. His father was shot down there and became a POW."
Harm's jaw clenched as the train pulled in. "If you're going to tell the world about it, make sure you don't leave out the part about me getting Gym killed!"
Mac's jaw dropped slightly as he threw her ticket at her before storming off. "Harm!" She ran after him.
He shook his head, boarding the train. He ignored her pleas as she followed him.
Mac's heart dropped as she watched him take a single seat in the back, making it impossible for her to sit near him. She retreated quietly, taking a seat by the window. Silent tears spilled down her cheeks once more.
Bernie and Anne sat facing her and Bev took the seat beside her, gently rubbing the younger woman's back. "It's okay. Just give him a little time alone. You two will be fine."
Mac wiped her cheeks. "This is what always happens. We get so close and then something comes along and we end up further away than before." As the train made its 24 hour journey to Hue, Mac filled them in on her and Harm's rollercoaster past. Soon, she had cried herself to sleep.