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