A/N: Ok I decided to post again because I was feeling generous lol thank you SO much for the reviews thus far! Kelsey2010 and Lil-Miss-Dinozzo78 especially!

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"What the hell does that mean Harriet?" Harm's voice was low and gruff when he finally spoke.

"It means" Harriet twirled a leaf in her hands, arms resting on her knees. "…that I need a guarantee, Harm. Say I do tell you where she is; you go after her…and you find her."

There was a pause.

"What's changed, Harm? Kim…is here. She is standing several yards away, several months pregnant. With your baby. You practically live at her place…"

"I sleep on the couch." Harm choked out.

Harriet held up a hand as if to stop him. "It's none of my business."

An uncomfortable silence fell over them.

"I love her, Harriet." Harm's voice broke at the admission.

Harriet sighed, reaching over to grab Harm's hand and giving it a squeeze. "I know you do."

"There you are, honey." Bud rounded the corner of the house, "I've been looking for you. I need some help getting the food set out, the barbecue is done."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Harriet told him as she stood, dropping the leaf in her hand and facing Harm as he stood up as well.

"Tell me where she is Harriet..."

"I …can't Harm. Please don't ask me to. I gave her my word."

Harm prepared to speak again, when Harriet silenced him with a hand to his chest.

"You should go inside." She motioned toward the front door with her gaze.

Harm wore a puzzled look on his face at the suggestion.

"Go upstairs…check out little AJ's room." She spoke slowly as she patted his chest and walked past him to go to the backyard.

"But, Harriet we haven't finished talking –"

Harriet stopped, turning slightly to look at him from a few feet away. "Just …do what I said…and
Harm? Make this count."

She turned to go before a look of realization dawned on his face.

He was twisting the doorknob and slipping inside before he could draw his next breath. He bounded the steps, and approached little AJ's door, gently pushing it open. He smiled, taking in the pale blue decorations and the yellow biplane border on his wall. His bedspread was perfectly in place and turned down, making room for the stuffed animals at his headboard. A soft yellow light came from the lamp perched on the dresser by his bed, and there…in the far corner, sat a medium-sized box.