Title: Hope Dies Last
Fandom: JAG
Characters: Harmon Rabb/Sarah Mackenzie
Prompt: #1 - Beginnings
Word Count: 320
Rating: G
Info: Harm/Mac, reflection/fluff

Disclaimer: They're not mine sigh they belong to DPB and yes, I'll put them back when I'm done playing

A/N: This is a series of drabbles I'm doing for the drabbles100 challenge at livejournal.


'La esperanza muere última… Hope dies last.' At one time, she might've believed that, but not anymore. They'd had plenty of times when it seemed there was nothing left but to give up. But hope seemed to be the one thing that wouldn't die, like a candle in the wind it seemed to stubbornly bounce back every time. Nine years of shared history said that had to stand for something. And so they'd stood on the edge of a precipice, doing an altogether familiar dance fueled by doubts and hesitancy and underneath it all... love. One step forward, two steps back seemed to be the constant, ever since the beginning, since their rose garden.

History can only go so long before it repeats itself, and once again, they came to a crossroads. It seemed like the end, but the closer they got to a forced separation, the more they started thinking with their hearts instead of their heads. There were a few false starts, but eventually they got it right. Maybe the third time really was the charm. Maybe it was because this time they knew they were going to be forced over the edge and there were but two choices, to fall on their own, or to come together and save themselves. She smiles when she realizes how lucky they are, not many people get so many chances to get things right, but Fate proved even stronger than their stubbornness.

When she feels the tiniest movement next to her, she lazily opens her eyes, allowing the sunlight to filter in slowly while the blurry images assaulting her eyes came into focus. He's watching her, curled into what is now 'her spot,' nestled into his arms, safe and warm and most of all loved. She sends a small prayer of thanks heavenward as their eyes meet; to a God she hasn't spoken to most of her adult life, and smiles.