Ok, here's chapter 3. I don't think I will do another chapter, as this was only supposed to be a stand alone. Thanks so much for all the reviews, you are all great! I'm working on another story so hopefully it will be posted soon.
Just Keep Livin'! – xfool
Ps- standard disclaimers apply
It's taken much too
long
To get it right
Would it be so wrong
To maybe find someone
A miracle
We're walking along our favorite jogging path in the park, smiling and
laughing, just like old times. So I take
her hand in mine and when she looks at me I just shrug and give her a goofy
smile. And she smiles back. I wonder if she knows that her smile makes me
weak and her touch gives sparks of electricity.
She's my soul mate and I intend to make sure she knows. That's my plan for the day.
And all you really need
Is everything you could never be
And so you'd give it all
For a miracle
"Mac, let's sit for a minute."
She nods; that beautiful smile still on her face. I lead her to one of the benches and sit next
to her, my hands still holding hers. "There's
something I want to tell you." She looks
at me and I can see in her eyes that she knows what I am about to tell
her. That's what I love about our
relationship…she knows what I am thinking and vice versa.
Is there a trace
Inside her face
Of a lonely miracle
And so you wait
And lie awake
For a lonely miracle
I try to put my jumble of thoughts together. She's waiting patiently, and I can see that
she wants to say something too. "You
first," I say to her.
"I would have rocked your world," she says.
You never really know
What it is
Not until it goes
And if it comes again
It's a miracle
I take in a deep breath. Well, here
goes nothing. "You already have. Sarah, I love you. I wish I could have had the courage to tell
you sooner…" I have tears in my eyes, and she has them in hers. "…You're my soul mate, my one and only, and I
cannot go on without my other half. You're
my miracle. I don't want to wait
anymore. Hell, we've technically been
dating for seven years," I pull a ring out of my pocket. "Will you marry me?"
But what you miss is love
In everything below and up above
And could she bring it all
A miracle
She is sitting there in a stunned silence.
My guess is almost five minutes; she will be able to tell me later. Oh god, she's crying. I wipe away her tears, praying that she will
answer me. When I married Renee, I felt
like I was doing her a favor. There was
no love between us. Mac doesn't know,
but I saw her slip quietly out of the reception and for a minute I contemplated
following her.
Is there a trace
Inside her face
Of a lonely miracle
And so you wait
And lie awake
For a lonely miracle
I watch her face for some sign of life.
I really want her to say "Yes!
Yes Harmon Rabb!" but now as I stare at her face, I can see her
thoughts. It's like she is processing
what I just said. And, I hate to admit
this, but I'm scared. I lost her twice;
there isn't an iceberg's chance in hell that I will lose her again.
All you wanted was a (miracle)
All you needed was a miracle
A miracle
And all you wanted was a (miracle)
All you needed was a miracle
A miracle
I hold her against me, afraid that if I let go this will all
disappear. She said yes…that's all that I
can process right now. I watch her as
she sleeps, so beautiful. I meant what I
said, that she was my miracle. She's all
I ever wanted and needed. I slip quietly
out of bed and pull the blankets around her.
It's 0900 on a Saturday but I think the admiral would want to know that
his two senior officers are getting married.
I pick up the phone and dial the familiar number to hear a sleepy voice bark,
"Chegwidden."
"Good morning, sir. Sorry for the early call but the colonel and I have something to tell you."
"Go ahead commander."
"Well, sir. Er, ah, Mac and I are getting married…"
"About time commander. We will talk about this Monday morning."
"Yes, sir. Goodbye sir."
I sit on the couch, my back to the bed. A sense of pride washes over me as I feel Mac's
arms around my shoulders. She hugs me
then makes her way into the kitchen to start the coffee. This is what it will be like in a few
months. I would gladly marry her right
now but she wants to wait. If waiting means
that much to her then I will wait as well.
We both called mom and Frank last night when we got home and we are
driving up to see Chloe after breakfast.
It's taken so long to get it right
Could it be so wrong
To maybe find someone
A miracle
We're in the car, on the way to Chloe's now and our hands are clasped
together, her engagement ring shining as the sun comes into the car through the
windshield. Its taken seven years but
now I think we got it right.
Is there a trace
Inside her face
Of a lonely miracle
And so you wait
And lie awake
For a lonely miracle
