Love's Desire
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"Right now three things remain: faith, hope, and love.
But the greatest of these is love."
1 Corinthians 13:13
Love's Desire
Mac drove away from the Admiral's house, but she only made it to the end of the driveway before tears overcame her ability to see. She mourned the loss of the life that was within her reach. Granted, it may have been settling for less than she deserved, but it was more than she had ever been offered. He would have been good to her, no doubt, but was that enough? Would she still long to be with Harm? Would she still dream of him, and wish he was there to talk to? The downfall of Mic and Mac's relationship had started very, very early on. He knew of Harm's relationship with Mac, but he was certain he could overcome it. He was wrong. They fought very little, but when they did, it was about Harm. Mic didn't understand why she needed him. Needed him. That was a sentiment she was not proud of, but it was very true. She did need him. Harm made her feel as if everything would be okay. He gave her hope. Still sitting at the end of the driveway, she made a decision. Mac needed to get away, but there were a few things to take care of first. After the escapade that Admiral witnessed, she knew it would not be a problem with him, but Harm would be a different case. She gathered herself as best she could and drove down a familiar lane, pulling up to a familiar building. He saw her out the window and ran down to meet her.
"I knew you would come."
"Mic, I am not here to make amends, but I couldn't leave things as they were."
"I am sorry if I hurt you. I was overwhelmed, and you know I wouldn't hurt you for anything in the world." He reached to pull her into an embrace, but she quickly dodged his attempt.
"I know Mic. Can we go upstairs and talk?"
"Sure."
As they made their way upstairs, she started to rethink coming here, but this was something she needed to do.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
"No, thank you."
Looking Mic in the eye, she jumped right into what she came here to say, "I love him. I have always loved him. I tried to feel for you the way I feel for him, but I can't. I have always laughed at people who believe in fate and true love, but ironically, I am a victim to both. I don't know what life has in store, but I can't see life without him."
He listened intently, but said nothing. He respected her for wanting to make things right and for having the courage to say what she was feeling. "I don't know what to say, Sarah."
"You don't have to say anything. I just didn't want you to think that this was something I jumped into, or that I never cared for you at all. I did Mic, very much so, but….."
"But, I'm not him."
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Sarah, I will always love you. I want you to be happy, but I think you are making a terrible mistake."
She made her way to the door, never looking back or regretting what had just conspired.