She didn't know how it happened or what had gotten into her.
She saw him in the village, helping with her bags and saluting as she got down from her carriage.
He never saw her standing by the side of the hospital.
There was Zara the new young nurse.
She greeted him, put her hand on his arm - laughed at whatever his reply was with sparkling young love.
She felt sick to her stomach.
Cried in the glass of wine she poured for herself before throwing it against the wall.
And than it happened.
It was dark and she knew he would be there.
She ran to to the hospital not even bothering to get her coat before flying out the door.
She bolted into the ward and spearheaded towards his office ignoring the nurse's calls for clarification.
He was there all right...bent over charts, the light from the fire him making him look almost god like except for the utter surprise on his face.
And then her lips were on his, her arms wrapped around his neck.
His arm locking her smaller body against his and his other cradling her head and they poured all their feelings in that single kiss.
She never knew what to call the force that did bring her to him,
He called it love.