It's a very special day in my country, Poland. Today is 3 day of May, and in 1791 my government decided to give Poland Constitution. We have this one first in Europe second in the world (after United States they were quicker in 1787, you know 17 December ) so I send two copies of my story one in english and one in my own language in polish. Don't worry I'm not crazy about my country(That flags it was my friend's idea ) , I just want to show that Remington Steele has his fans all over the world. This one is for my sister Gugi!
Ok. Let's we say that the fifth session never happened. Great. The Earl of Claridge is dead now and Harry has Ashford Castle and..............

"What is it?" Laura Holt stood in the agency's lobby eyeing the two tickets in Remington's hand.
"Well, you told me that you would like to get away for a little holiday" Remington smiled to her "I happen to have just the ticket or should I say tickets". He waved the envelop for emphasis.
Laura frowned. She knew he was up to something, HE'S definitely up to something. They were so close to each other lately, she didn't want to spoil that.
"Where are we going?" she asked..
"Ireland". He was so happy. His grin, spanning from ear to ear hid the surprises he had in store for her. He planned to show her places where he grown up and he tell her all truth about his past and childhood. Maybe, just maybe he would have the courage to propose her in his homeland.
"Ireland?" She wasn't certain. Her suspicions wondered, Why his country?What is he up to now?
He simply nodded careful not to divulge any of his plans. He didn't want to tell her now about his surprise, because it wouldn't be much of a surprise if he told her now WHY he chose Ireland.
Laura looked at Mildred for a clue. Mildred's sly smile told Laura she knew about Remington's plans. Remington asked her for discretion, and since she loved him like a son she had no intention of breaking that promise. She didn't say a word to Laura.
Laura gave up, "Ok., when is our flight?" She didn't want to disappointment him. On top of that she really wanted to go away with him.
"At 11:45", he told her, "We will land next day at noon...... LA time". He saw her confused expression and quickly clarified,
"We spend the night in New York".
"What?" Laura couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did he say we spend the NIGHT in New York? "But...."
Laura couldn't finish her thought because Remington interrupted, "We have separate rooms in New York AND in Dublin"
He hoped to calm her . He charmed her with his best, innocent and most endearing smile, "We going on holiday Laura, nothing has to happen".

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"Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent..." The flight attendant began the usual speech informing them of their imminent landing in New York. Laura took a deep breath and tensely bit her lower lip.
"Relax, we leave for Dublin tomorrow at 8.00 a.m." Remington squeezed Laura's hand.
"I'm not nervous" Laura tried calm down herself.
"Well.... good", Remington smiled to her. He wasn't sure that she will take him up on his offer to go with him, but plunged ahead anyway, "Laura, I was thinking that maybe we might go out for dinner tonight before we go to the hotel?" Remington asked her with hope.
Laura wasn't sure what he was up to. The way he said 'hotel' send a chill up her spine, "Well, I'm a little bit tired but we could go if you want" . She wanted to show him she was still open to the idea of being with him.
Of course, I want", Remington stood up and took his bag. "Laura, I told you nothing will happen if you don't want it to".
"I know". Laura smiled while Remington took Laura's bag as well. "I do have to call Mildred and ask her about......."
"The Agency?...... Really, Laura I thought we are on holiday now" Remington look at her with disbelief.
"I know but..... I can't leave the country unless I know everything is all right there". Laura could sense him becoming upset and pacified him, "I promise if Mildred tells me that everything is fine, I won't call her again". Laura saw a little smile cross Remington's face.
"OK. I take your word, but if you mention work EVEN once, I will....." Remington didn't finish his sentence.
"You'll what?" Laura teased when she saw Remington fumbling with his lame threat.
They got off the plane, and took a cab to the hotel. A young clerk greeted them from behind the front desk. "Hello, My name is Jim welcome in Marriott Hotel, may I help you?"
"Ah, yes Jim, the name is Steele, Remington Steele and we have a reservation". Remington surveyed the lobby while the clerk checked the computer. Too many people here he thought.
"There you are, Mr. Steele" Jim looked at the screen. "Room 505".
"ONE room?", Laura repeated with a twinge of panic in her voice " I thought we understood each other".
"Yes, we do.......and don't say anything before you see". They stood in elevator, without speaking. At the fifth floor they stepped out. The bell hop led them down the hall to room 505.
"Here it is" Remington announced as the door was opened before them. As the bell hop turned on the lights and opened all the doors of the SUITE, Laura felt somewhat embarassed by her accusation earlier. Their 'room' was actually three; two bedrooms with a large living area inbetween.
"Which one do you prefer?" Remington asked coming up from behind close to her.
"Well maybe this one" Laura took her bags and disappeared into the room on the left

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Remington suggested that they catch some sleep and turn in early. Laura was sitting on her bed well past midnight unable to sleep. She continued to debate with herself, Maybe he ask me to join him to this trip only for......NO stop Laura you are not a victim here. You are an adult woman not a little girl who is afraid everything. I will do IT........And when he left I will have pleasant memories to go on with my life. No Laura you lying to yourself, you know what happen if he left you. It would be the worst thing in the world.... much worse than when Wilson left, it is real love this time, not an imagined one, a real, pure, healthy love.
Laura stood up, and walked out to the balcony, cold air surrounded her. She was so deep in thought that she didn't see any stars in the sky. She continued her musings. Or maybe he wants to propose to me or something... no.... not marriage but maybe..........oh come on Laura you always dream about him as your husband and you as his wife........but maybe Daniel has right and he wants only my body...............No it's impossible he stayed so long, just for that. There's only one way to find out. I think I'm ready to take another step, maybe the last step in our relationship. Yes, when he asks, I'll do it. With this thought she went back to her empty bed but the thoughts continued to bombard her mind. Maybe soon I won't be alone. He will be with me. I tell him that I love him.........yes that's it, I will just tell him that.........and he will tell me too................but if he doesn't feel the same way I do?... What will happen then, he'll probably laugh at me? OH! I hate my fear I hate! I hate!!!!!!!.........Laura started cry. She was so busy with herself that she didn't noticed that he sat on the bed until she felt a hand on her head gently stroking her hair.
"Laura are you alright?" Remington didn't know what to say her. It was two a.m. He heard Laura's sobbing and came to check on her.
"Yeah, everything's fine". Laura looked at him, he was so handsome in the moonlight, "It's just...." she want to say I love you,but she lost the courage ".........I couldn't sleep and I was remembering my...........oh its not important now". You coward she scolded herself .
"Are you sure?" Remington looked at her she was so.......girllike but so sexy in the same time.
"Yeah, thanks anyway" Laura want to ask what he was doing here but she wanted to be alone now.
"Okay, good night" Remington closed the door. Good night sweetheart he whispered to himself.
"Night" Laura watched him. Good night, my love, she echoed silently from her side of the door. She close her eyes,
Maybe we will be together forever................

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What was that all about?...............maybe she was waiting for me to say something else..................maybe she wants to be with me....................no she's had plenty of opportunity for that ....................she doesn't want ex con - man, does she? I love her so much that hurts...... I want to be with her I want a future with her;, wake up with her in my arms, laugh with her, take away her tears when she's crying, make love with her, have children with her....................whooa! slow down mate, you don't even know if she loves you and you think of children..............but I want children with LAURA and only with her.
Remington looked down at the ring he was holding. It was gold ring with blue stone
Maybe she would like the ring............this stone brought us together after all. When we get to Ireland, I will bend down on my knee and ask her to marry me................and if she don't, I will jump off the cliff...................
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Laura watched clouds and the city under them. They were in Dublin now. It was new day, and new life.
Well maybe not exactly but some things are always new.
"Love, are you alright?" Remington watched her carefully.
LOVE, did he just call me, ' love'...............yes he said it, he said LOVE to me
"Hmmm" Laura turned toward him, "What?"
"I was asking if you are all right" Remington saw her ambiguous expression. She was so quiet on the plane. What happen to her? Maybe she is just tired.............yes she looks tired.
"You know this city very well, don't you?" Laura turn her face to him and stared at him.
"Yes, I misspent my childhood here" Remington looked at the sky. His mind too, drifted into memories.
"Mr. Steele," Laura gently stroked his cheek.
"Umm.........Oh! sorry" Remington smiled.
"That's ok." Laura returned his smile
They promptly checked into Royal Hotel in Dublin. After a wonderful candlelit dinner, Remington hoped to extend the evening back in their room. "Would you like to share some champagne with me" He jingled the keys in front of her hinting his desire to go back to the room.
Laura moved her napkin from her lap to the table, smiled and nodded, "Let's go". Again, they had a suite.
"It's very good" Laura said as she pressed her lips to the fluted glass.
"It's should be, it's the best champagne in the world" He answered her as he lifted the bottle to refill her glass.
Laura put her hand up to stop him from pouring any more, "I think I've had enough, it's late and tomorrow we are going to sightseeing. I think we'd better get some rest" Laura was certain she disappointed him, but she had to stop herself while she still was able.
"Good night, Mr. Steele" Laura closed the door behind her
"Good night, Ms. Holt" Remington looked at the door.

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Baile Átha Cliath (Dublin)
The next day
Morning, 8.00
"Hello, Mr.....Harry" Laura corrected herself
"Dia dhuit!" Harry welcomed her with big smile.
"What?" Laura opened her eyes widely.
"Dia dhuit" Harry kissed her cheek "It means `Hello' in Irish" then he kissed her hands
"Ready to go?" Harry extended him arm to escort her, "Breakfast awaits"
"Of course, I didn't know you spoke Iirish" Laura said when she stepped inside elevator.
"You don't know anything about me" They made their way to the patio of the restaurant. Harry held out her chair as she settled at the table.
"I know about three things" Laura took her menu.
"What things?" Harry also took his menu
"You learn quickly" Laura looked at him.
"You are very handsome" Remington looked at her now with a renewed interest.
"You have the kindest heart I've ever seen" Laura smiled.
"Thank you very much" Remington replied with irony in his voice.
" Say it in Irish" Laura begged.
"What?" Remington gave her a look of disbelief
"Say it in Irish" Laura repeated.
"Go raibh maith agat" Harry complied, "You see, I still remember my native language"
"Great!" Laura jumped with joy "You must teach me a few sayings"
"Later" Harry motioned to the waiter "Now, we'll have something to eat"
"Good morning, may I help you" The waiter greeted them
"Yes, we want to order something authentic" Laura said quickly. Harry smiled She wants to learn about Ireland more
"Maybe Irish omelets and Irish bread and Irish coffee," Laura read from the menu.
"You're going to eat all of that?" Harry chuckled .
"Of course I'm famished."
"The same for me, please" Harry handed the menus back to the waiter. They ate in silence, deep in their own thoughts.
..........Maybe this trip will bring ups closer together, he will tell me about his past and I will tell him about mine,
I've yet to show him my fan dance.............Laura smiled to herself
.............She looks so beautiful maybe she want be my wife, maybe she will say `Yes'............
"Its very good" Laura broke the silence "Can every Irishmen cook?"
"Yes, every country has it own traditions" Harry knew why she asked.
"Then it's good you are Irish" Laura commented "You can cook for me" she regretted those words almost instantly.
"Anytime" Harry's hope increased. She wants me be her chef.
"Where are we going now?" Laura curiously inquired.
"Well, maybe we will see the city" Harry opened the door before Laura

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Dublin was very beautiful place Laura didn't know what she wanted to see first.
Harry was a wonderful tourguide. He rattled off a dozen places he wanted to take her. They strolled hand in hand and from time to time, stole a kiss. People seemed to smile at each other with no apparent reason. This is a magical place Laura thought. Everything in this city is magic: houses, people, animals, everything.
First they saw a Dublin University named Trinity College of Dublin.
"This is a beautiful building. I never saw a university in old Celtic building" Laura couldn't turn her eyes away from it.
"You want to see the inside?" Harry asked.
"You think we could go in there, just like that?" Laura followed him up the walk.
"I think they'll allow alumni" Harry open big heavy door
"Are you telling me that you attended school here?" Laura couldn't believe "What was your major?"
"Guess" Harry teased.
"Art.?" Laura said, with a smirk on her face
"No, try again" Harry came closer to the counter and signed the guest book.
"Oh! I don't know" Laura sighed with resignation "What did you study here?"
"You want to tell me that Laura Holt is giving up?" Harry smiled "I don't believe it", he clutched at his chest as if he were having a heart attack.
"Are you going to tell me or not?" Laura was growing inpatient.
"Hello, Harry!" a tall, blonde woman waved to him.
"Hello Maryann" Harry smiled somewhat surprised.
"What you are doing here?" Maryann come closer to them "I thought you were in the US".
"I'm on my vacation now" Harry shook her hand "Oh! Where are my manners?"
"Laura Holt, Maryann Bennet" Harry introduced both women
"Actually Maryann Wickham" Maryann said with smile.
"I don't believe you said `yes' that poor Mike" Harry laughed.
"Yes and we have two sons now" Maryann shook her head and laughed too.
"Oh! Why don't you tell me about you lovely partner" Maryann smiled to Laura " Where are you from?"
"From the US...LA specifically", Laura answered her with smile. She was relieved the woman who knew Harry was married.
"Oh, I've heard so much about California, I would love to go there someday" Maryann said dreamily
"And you know Harry from.........." Laura waited with growing curiosity
"We were in the same class" Maryann said
"What class?........"Laura hurry her. Harry smiled to himself that she wanted to know everything.
"Medicine" Maryann looked at Harry to see if it was her place to say.
"Aren't you a doctor?" She asked Laura.
"No, I'm a detective" Laura looked at Harry in disbelief "Are you?"
"Of course he is. He's a surgeon," Maryann looked at Laura "He didn't tell you?"
"No, he didn't" Laura was angry now.
"I must go and meet my husband" Maryann turn quickly "Slán Harry, Goodbye Laura, nice to meet you"
"Bye, nice to meet you too" Laura answer automatically
"Slán Maryann" Harry turned to face Laura with some trepidation, "Are you mad?"
"No, I'm soooo happy" Laura replied sarcastically, "Of course I'm mad, no, no let me rephrase that" Laura corrected herself
" I'm FURIOUS" Harry nodded he should have expected her reaction "Why didn't you tell me?" Laura broke his thoughts
"You thought I didn't need to know, right?" Laura couldn't stop yelling.
"Laura, calm down!" Harry kissed her. First she tried push him away but second later she put her arms around his neck and deepened their kiss, suddenly she pulled away.
"You enjoy agitating me like that, don't you?" Laura breath heavily.
"I'll take you hot and bothered any way I can get it." Harry replied with a flirty wink. "So will you forgive me" He whispered
"I don't know" Laura pushed the exit door, Harry ran after her.
"Where to next?" She asked him

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Christ Church. It was magnificent too. A big, wonderful building. Laura stood in awe as Harry retold the story,
" Long time ago when Ireland didn't exist, two very powerful families Firbolg and Tuatha De Danann waged a war over this land."
Laura was entralled as she listened to the legend. "The power goes hand to hand. First, the wild Firbolgs won, but they were too dangerous to lead. So the Tuatha De Danann came into power. It means Goddess Dana's people. They were civilized people, they had culture, craft, religion and ruled over the country very well. The Firbolgs wanted to reclaim power, so they waged war again. In the last days of the war they fought in Moytura country, today we have Mayo county and Galway county there. Tuatha won because they killed Eochaid king of Firbolgs. They create Ireland and we have a lot of cairn......And...........this church."
"Do you like it?" Harry smiled to her
"Very much yes!" Laura hug him
" Where we going now?" Harry asked
"You didn't tell me what is it cairn" Laura and Harry exited the church.
"I will show you and the Holy Wishing-Well and Druidian Pagan Abbey...........OH! and of course, tomorrow is St. Patrick Day!"
Harry sounded like an excited little boy. Laura enjoyed seeing him like this.
"Ok. But first lets find something to eat" Laura kissed him
"Something Irish?" Harry asked with sly smile
"Of course," Laura kissed him again.

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"Where are we?" Laura surveyed the festive, singing and dancing crowd in the street.
"We are on Temple Bar, the most fanny street in whole Dublin" Harry waved someone.
"Dia dhuit, Kerry" he called to him.
"Diah' Harry" The fat, smiling man came closer to them.
" Who's that?" Laura asked quietly.
"My old friend, Kerry." Harry answered her "When I was on the street he gave me food for free, sometimes I slept in his house"
Laura greeted the oldman with a grateful smile.
"Diah' my dear" Kerry kissed her hand "How are you?"
Laura couldn't remember the words in Irish and simply responded, " Fine, thank you"
"Conas tá tu, Harry?" Kerry asked his friend, Laura listened without understanding.
"Go raibh maith agat" Harry answered with smile. He looked down Laura who, like he guessed, was confused. It's mean `thank you'. Laura's face lit up.
"Laura wants to taste IRISH-STEW", Harry explained with a mysterous smirk.
"What `s Irish stew?" Laura naturally was curious by what he had in mind.
"It's an old Irish dish. When Ireland was in the midst of a famine and cholera epidemic, people made a meal out of whatever has left on their table" Harry shared a conspiratorial look with Kerry and assured Laura, "It's very good, trust me, you'll see."
"Ok. we take two plates of Irish stew," Laura showed she could be a good sport. she relaxed back in her chair by the wood table.
Kerry disappeared in his kitchen. Minutes later he came back with two steaming platters.
" Here you are" Kerry put the plates in front of them, "enjoy!"
"Go raibh maith agat, Kerry" Laura said, remembering what she recently learned, she gave Harry a brief glance, he was proud of her.
"Fáilte, Laura" Kerry gave her fork.
"How you know my name?" Laura's question was only answered by Kerry's sly smile. He soon disappeared into the kitchen again. Laura turned to Harry for an answer.
"Magic" Harry simply stated with a wink.
"What's `Fáilte' mean" Laura started eat.
"You welcome" Harry took a portion on his fork
"This is delicious........Now you can teach me few more words" Laura demanded in between bites.
"Ok........Like what?" Harry chewed his food
"Hello"
"Dia dhuit"
"How are you?"
"Conas tá tu?"
"My name is Laura"
"Laura is ainm dom"
"Please"
"Le do thoil"
"Thanks"
"You all ready know how to say that?" Harry cocked his head mildly confused.
"Yes, but I like when you said it" Laura smiled like a teenager.
"Go raibh maith agat".
"Cheers"
"Sláinte"
"Welcome"
"`Fáilte"
"And 100.000 welcomes"
"Céad Mile Fáilte!"
"Good bye"
"Slán"
"It's a beautiful language," Laura said dreamily
"Yes, I know" Harry finish his meal "Aren't you going to eat?"
"Sure" Laura started to eat quickly "Now tell me about your doctor practice"
"Oh! Laura, I thought you'd forgiven me," Harry said nervously.
"Yes, but I still want to hear about it," Laura smiled sweetly
"Ok. It was Daniel `s idea" Harry started "He want to something more for me"
Harry looked up trying to find the best way to put it, "I was interesting in helping people,"
"Really?...................Why?" Laura asked gently
"Because my mother died in childbirth" Harry was sad now "I didn't want to that to happen to any other child".
"So you wanted to help women safely deliver." Laura said with understanding.
" Something like that" Harry smiled, stood up and reached for Laura's hand, "Now we're going to the museum"
"Museum?" Laura was disappointed. He just started to divulge part of his past and he suddenly changes the subject.
"You will see" Harry took her hand.

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"This is National Gallery of Ireland" Harry stopped in front of the steps.
"Wow!" Laura couldn't speak.
"They have one of the biggest diamond in the world on display here," Harry informed her.
"Harry" Laura warned him.
"I only want to show you Orlow," Harry smiled innocently.
"Orlow?" Laura wanted to believed him
"You'll see" Harry bought two tickets.
"It's MAGNIFICENT!" Laura peered closer at the diamond.
"Yes, I know" Harry said calmly "O, Here you are, John".
"What?" Laura asked when Harry greeted the old man.
"You want to see it, right?"
"Of course, but I don't understand what it to do with..........." Laura couldn't finish.
"We are closing now.........lunch" John explained her.
"So?" Laura looked from John to Harry.
"Open, John" Harry ordered.
"But Harry!" Laura was shocked now, what is he doing. But John unlocked the case and took out the diamond.
"Come closer Laura" Harry took her hand in his.
"What are you doing?" Laura tried push his hand but he was stronger, he put the necklace around her neck and turned Laura to face a large mirror.
"It's beautiful" Laura gently touched the diamond.
"There's a legend that goes with it," Harry kissed her neck . "They found it in India, Kollar mine in Golkond , it had 400 karats when it was rough. Now it has 1996 karats. First, Nadira shah owned it and he named it Deyai-i-Noor it means Light Sea. Later the shah was killed and someone stole Orlow, but it was find again in St. Petersburg, Russia. It decorated a Romanow digger. It was stolen again and an Irish soldier found it and brought it back here."
"Another wonderful story" Laura looked at the mirror again "But very sad"
"Well, we have to put it back and go to The Holy - Well" Harry eased off the jewel and returned it to John.
"Thank you John," He said as he handed it back.
"Yes, Than you and Slán" Laura laughed when she saw Harry's expression
"You learn quickly too" He said appreciatively.

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"Ireland's belief in healing water is older than Christianity. The priests of the ancient Celts, The Druids, held their ceremonies beside pools and springs. Celtic Christians then found a place for the wells in their own religion" Harry took another breath and continue "Ireland has more than 3000 holy wells and there's still a strong belief in their powers. That well is named St Cormac's Well. Offaly marks the place where the saint was torn in to pieces by snails"
Laura looked at him skeptically, "Snails?"
"Yes, snails that changed their shape and turned into wolves" Harry ended his story "Make a wish".
"You have to throw coin into the well and make a wish. Later you have to drink its water, say a prayer and return make a wish again".
Laura slowly turn back to the well, took a few pennies from Harry and closed her eyes, Please love me.
Then she threw her coins into the well and said a silent prayer, later she thought Please love me.
"Ok. done" Laura smiled "Now you".
"Ok." Harry turn back to the well, closed his eyes Please love me then threw his coins into the well, said a silent prayer and thought Please love me.
Harry smiled to Laura "We can go now".
"Tell me well in Irish" Laura took his hand .
"Tobar" Harry squeezed her hand.

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"What is it?" Laura was on the middle of something big.
"Druidian Pagan Abbey" Harry looked around "well it was an Abbey"
"And that?" Laura asked pointing to a big stone cross.
"It's their calendar" Harry explained "See that, it's date of Samhain".
"What?" Laura looked at the cross.
"It's old Celtic holiday" Harry showed her something on the cross.
"This date is January 11" Harry showed next sign, " It means cold and darkness".
"Why a cross?" Laura asked
"Irish people didn't like Druids, they didn't come close to the Abbey. When children started to die, people thought that it was magic and the Druids fault. They put a cross here and burned every Druid" Harry explained.
"That's not humane" Laura said with anger.
"Well, people wanted to save their children" Harry said "Acetic people believe that a year divided on two pieces. One dark and cold and second light and warm. First one named Samhain and the other one Beltaine, now Beltaine is name of one month"
"Which one" Laura asked curiously
"May" Harry answered "Come on, it's late, we have to go back to the hotel".
"No!" Laura said and held the cross "I want to see more".
"Let's go back" Harry pleaded "Tomorrow is St. Patrick day"
"Oh! Ok." Laura said with resignation "If we have to".


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Hotel room
Ireland, 8:34 p.m.

They held each other longingly as their lips parted from their kiss. "We should get some sleep," Harry quickly pull himself away before he was tempted to pick her up and carry her off to his bed.
"Good night, Harry" Laura opened door to her bedroom
"Good night, Laura" Harry enter to his bedroom took quick shower and sat on the bed, tomorrow is new day mate
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Hotel room
Ireland 11.55 p.m.

He was ten years old now and he was looking for something to eat.
Laura saw his expression and worried, he is so sad. I thought I could help him forget his past, just a little bit. But judging from his expression, he didn't forget about his lonely childhood.
"Where are you?" Laura whispered then kiss his cheek.
................He was on the street again looking Big and rich people to pick their wallets and purses, fighting to survive, but he want more than a carton box under the bridge. He want to have a normal life with loving family, love, warmth and happiness. He want to have it all; wife, kids, a big house, garden and a dog. Felicia laughed at his dreams.......................
"Mr. Steele, Mr. Steele, come on wake up!" Laura grab him by the shoulders and gently shook him.
... .................... Suddenly he heard someone's voice..............it was angel who told him 'come with me, you deserve better than the street' he looked and saw a woman in white. The face was familiar to him it was................Laura. `Laura, help me.......rescue me'..........
"Rescue me Laura...please" Remington's head was moving from left to right. Suddenly, he sat upright, his eyes opening in horror "Help me"
"I will, Harry, I will," and they soon forgot about the whole world.

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Laura woke up a pair of strong arms holding her very close. Where am I? She surveyed the room which brought back the memories about last night . They finally declared their love to each other and made sweet, passionate love. Laura turned back to her man. He looked like a little boy. She stroked his black hair. When Wilson left her she thought that love didn't exist and here it was, sleeping soundly beside her. Laura kissed Harry. It was gentle at first and when he smiled in his sleep, she passionately roused him again. He returned her kiss.
"Dia dhuit, my love" one sapphire eye opened
"Dia dhuit, my little boy" Laura giggled.
"Little boy?" Harry asked her.
"Yes" Laura kissed him once again.
"I like it" Harry told himself. He rolled to his back pulling Laura atop of his body.

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Dublin, next day
St. Patrick Day

"Why is today so important to Irish people?" Laura asked as Harry bent to kiss her ear.
"Well, St. Patrick taught the Irish people about God" Harry explained, " You know why we have three leaf clover as a symbol?"
"No, why?" Laura asked as she playfully bit his finger
" Patrick used the three leafs to explain the Holy Trinity" Harry answered her, "Come on let's dance"
"I can't" Laura tried to scamper from his grasp.
Harry pulled her closer "Everyone knows Celtic Dream"
They started dance, Laura forgot where she was and no longer cared if she didn't know the dance. For her, life was only her and him, and the soft music.
Life is wonderful, she thought.
Harry held Laura close to him, for him it was only him, her and the soft music.
Life is fantastic, he thought.

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Two weeks later
Monday
L.A 9.30 am
"Morning, morning, morning" Remington welcomed his `mother' and secretary.
"Hello, boss" Mildred smiled with his knowing look.
Remington saw it and set her straight, "It's not what you think, my dear I haven't see Laura all weekend."
"What?" Mildred's smile faded "Is everything ok.?"
"Yes, Laura was a tad under the weather on Friday and needed to rest," Remington did have the uneasy feeling that Laura didn't want to see him though. Two weeks passed and Laura always seemed to have an excuse to not see him What's wrong?
"Oh! Mildred, when Laura does come in, will you let me know?" Remingoton disappeared into his office .
"Sure, boss" Mildred reached for the morning mail.

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Laura stood in the elevator and didn't believe what she had heard.
"No! It isn't true" Laura told herself and stepped off the elevator on 11th floor.
"Hello, Mildred" She said with light tone. Mildred didn't buy it "Something wrong, hon"
"No, not now" Laura tried smile "Hold our calls, I must speak with Harr....Mr. Steele"
"Sure, hon" Mildred could tell something was definitely wrong.

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"Good morning Mr. Steele" Laura greeted him with all the calm she could muster.
"Hello, Laura" He smiled to her, but was afraid something was wrong when she didn't smile back. "Laura?"
Everything was perfect when they returned home. They spent every free minute with each other. Without any warning, however, Laura retreated.
"We need to talk," Laura searching for control, and tried not to breakdown.
"Agree" Remington motioned for her to sit down, but she remained pacing.
"We were together in Ireland........................" Laura started.
"We certainly were" Remington interrupted her pointing out the obvious entendre.
"Please, let me finish" Laura pursed her lips fighting back the tears, "This is very serious"
"Ok, sorry," Remington felt panic now.
"Like I said, we were together in Ireland and we decided to take the next step in our relationship......"
"Laura" Remington's took one of Laura's shaking hands.
"But....." Laura looked at him.
"What are you trying to tell me?" Remington took her other hand.
"Remington," Laura wiped her tears "I'm pregnant".

The end (well.......)

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Bennet and Wickham - names from "Pride and Prejudice"

 

Some images of places Harry and Laura visited while in Ireland are here.

The little dictionary
Dia dhuit - hello
Conas tá tu! - how are you?
Nan is ainm dom - my name is Nan
Le do thoil - please
Go raibh maith agat - Thanks
Fáilte -welcome
Sláinte - cheers
Slán - goodbye
Tobar - Well

Nan

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