I loved Alex and Maggie as a couple. I thought the writers made great choices with how and why these two adults would end their relationship. Most of all, I am glad they did not kill off Maggie. I was curious to see the days leading to the final break up. I wanted to explore that story. I hope everyone likes it. If you do or don't, please leave me a little constructive feedback in the review section. Thank you.

Day 1

After laying in bed all night staring at the ceiling and crying, I still couldn't find a way out of this mess. I knew I would have to end this, but every time I thought about those words being said out loud, my stomach churned and my heart tightened. What was I going to do?

As that thought passed through my head, Maggie, who was currently draped across me, laid on her back. I didn't move for fear of making her aware that I was awake also. We needed to start this conversation, but I wanted to let her think for a few more minutes that we were still happy.

She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. As she walked back into the room, I turned my head to look at her. She smiled at me, "Hey, babe." That one simple greeting and expression made me sit up and start to sob. I couldn't be strong anymore and pretend that nothing was going to change.

"Holy shit! Alex, what is wrong?" She ran to my side of the bed as I sat hunched over with my head in my hand. She wrapped her arms around me but I couldn't speak. I buried my head into her chest. We sat like this for a long time as she rubbed my back.

I finally sat up and looked her in the eye. "Alex, please talk to me." She placed her hand on my cheek. She wouldn't make this easy.

"I have been thinking about this for days, and I can't keep pretending that this does not mean as much to me as it does. I have tried to find a way out. I don't know how to fix this."

"Alex, come on." She knew I was talking around a super important subject, and I would keep avoiding it if she allowed it. I was really good at that, but avoidance wouldn't work this time. She stared at me until I broke the silence.

"Maggie, I do want to have children. I want to be a mom. I don't want to force you to be anything you don't want to be, and I can't force myself to do the same." I stopped talking and waited for her to change her mind, to tell me that she felt the same way and that she was wrong. I watched her face fall and she smiled weakly.

"I love you. Please let's talk about this more tonight. We need to go to work." She walked over to the closet and proceed to get dressed for work. After she was done, she walked over to me and kissed me on the lips. "I'll see you later."

I sat stunned as I watched her walk out the door. What just happened? I wanted to crawl back in bed and skip work. I didn't want to think about this anymore. I started to cry again, but I stopped myself.

"Jesus, Danvers! Get it together." I wiped my eyes. I got up out of bed and got ready for work. When I arrived at the DEO, I was determined to hide in the lab and avoid Kara's probing questions as much as possible. Thankfully, she was off saving the world with J'onn.

Suspiciously, Maggie was quiet throughout the day. Only one text asking what I wanted for dinner. No flirty or I love you texts. I really wanted to know what she was thinking.

As for my state of mind, I had that distinct feeling of wanting to burst out in tears constantly. I had that weird empty feeling in my chest like my heart had stopped beating. I had that incessant buzzing in the back of my brain like something horrible was sneaking up on me. I was very aware of the fact that I was having an anxiety attack. The only thing that stopped it, was convincing myself that Maggie and I were not breaking up.

I knew we would be okay. How could she not want kids with me? We were in love. We were meant to be together. Maybe she just needed time. She would be a great mom. She just needed convincing. We would work it out. "See, we would be fine." I kept telling myself when I fell down my wormhole of fear and despair.

I walked to our front door and stood staring at it for a long time. I could smell food being cooked inside and hear the sound of muffled music. I couldn't make out what it was but I hope it wasn't the Barenaked Ladies. I couldn't take the fact that my favorite group would be forever associated with such a horrible moment in time. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

Maggie was standing in the kitchen cooking tacos. She looked up and smiled such a warm beautiful smile. "Hi, Babe."

"Maggie, we need to talk," I said as I sat down at the counter.

"We do, but let's do this first." She sat a plate of fish tacos and glass of whiskey in front of me.

We ate in silence. By the end of dinner, I finished off three glasses of whiskey. I was definitely feeling better. I sat on the couch while she cleaned up. By the time Maggie sat next to me, I no longer felt like talking. I just felt like forgetting everything for a while. I took her hand and led her into the bedroom.

As always, the sex was amazing. We were slow and deliberate in our touches and kisses. We let the other fully fall over the edge and we held each other until we fell asleep. Why was I choosing to walk away from this again?