"What's this?" Alex asked when Maggie handed her a list.
"Since I'm out of days now, here's the remaining list of what I think you might do when you get back to civilian life next month."
Alex's (Potential) Civilian Job:
Scuba instructor for the deaf
Florist like sister
Chihuahua breeder
Surfing Competition Judge
Cattle herder
Food critic
Music teacher
Ring leader in a circus
Cast member at Disneyland
Basket weaver
Massage therapist
Hair Stylist
Librarian
Film Critic
Makeup artist
Pastry Chef
Actress
Math tutor
Spin Instructor
School bus driver
Ice cream truck driver
Interpretive Dancer
Shrimp boat captain
Pilot
Painter
Lighthouse Keeper
Zoo Keeper
Nude Model
Fashion Designer
Alpaca Farmer
Lab Tech Scientist with a microscope
Alex read through the list carefully, amused at each one of them. Maggie was one very creative person, and Alex was very much looking forward to reading her future book(s), this list being a preview of her creative mind. Not to mention these were just the ones that she'd written down.
She stopped when she came across one in particular. "I'm sorry, but does that say Shrimp boat captain?"
Maggie laughed, "yes, yes it does."
"Okay, number one, my name is Alex Danvers, not Forrest Gump." Maggie chuckled with her arms crossed but let Alex continue. "And number two, this isn't the Vietnam war. Last I checked, we were in Afghanistan... But no, not a shrimp boat captain." Alex chuckled. "But I do appreciate a good movie reference considering where we are, so kudos to that!" Alex smiled at her.
"Honestly though, lighthouse keeper would be a dream. I'd love that job. Plus I'd never be out of shape with all those stairs to climb every day. And those views…" Alex's look became far away as she imagined what that could be like. Life on the ocean everyday.
"I'm gonna keep that in mind, Maggie, thanks." Alex smiled at her.
"So what do you want to do? Will you tell me now? And why all of the guessing?" Maggie sat down on her cot and looked hopefully at Alex.
"Well…" Alex pulled up a chair and sat in front of Maggie. "When you told me you were a writer, I thought it'd be interesting to see what you could up with, you know? Show me your creative side and all that jazz… It was something to keep both of us entertained and help us forget about where we really are."
Alex paused and smiled, "the other reason is because I wanted to get ideas from you. If you suggested something better and that I liked more, I'd do that. So thank you for all of your ideas."
Maggie laughed and shook her head. "Glad I could be of some help and give you more suggestions."
"What my real plans are, are to co-own a motorcycle repair shop with my buddy James Olsen in National City. I've rebuilt several myself and sold them for good money. He's been doing it for a while so we figured when I get back, we'd open a place together, be business partners. We've got someone willing to sell their shop to us."
"Now that's a cool plan!" Maggie said to her. "So what kind of motorcycle do you ride?"
Alex smirked, "I've got a Ducati. It's currently shiny and clean in my sister's garage at her house. She let me move my tools and stuff in there so I didn't have to rent a storage unit for everything. I essentially live with my sister and brother-in-law."
"You know," Maggie deepened her voice, "it's kinda sexy imagining you getting off your bike and shaking out your hair after a long ride…"
"Oh yeah?"
"Mhmm," Maggie hummed.
Alex stood up pulling Maggie with her. She kissed her with reverence and desire.
Alex pulled back and sighed, "I'm gonna miss you, my tent buddy."
Maggie chuckled. "It won't be long though. You said you'd come say hello in Metropolis when you got back. Then in May we'll both be back in National City permanently."
"Too looonnng…" Alex whined, only to be silenced by another kiss.
"Here's Kara's number, my number, and my Skype username. Kara will pick you up on base tomorrow morning when you land." Alex said to Maggie. They were standing in their tent, Maggie's things packed, her two bags ready to go.
"I'm gonna miss you, Danvers."
"You getting soft on me Sawyer?" Alex said, voice slightly choked up. It was one thing to talk about it last night, and another to have to stand here and say goodbye.
"Yeah," Maggie's voice cracked into a whisper. "Yeah, I am. But just for you, Alex."
Alex took a deep breath and nodded. She kissed Maggie gently.
"So when you get back, how about we take a roadtrip before you start work?" Maggie suggested. "We can do a drive the whole way up the coast to Washington and sight see. My book will be off to the editor and we can have all the time in the world."
Alex smiled brightly, "I'd love nothing more."
Maggie's smile slowly faded as another minute ticked by. "You stay safe out here Alex. I'm not gonna be here to put pressure on bullet wounds. You need to promise me you'll stay safe and come home to National City. I want you to come home." She used Alex's first name to emphasize her complete seriousness.
Alex nodded, "I promise you, Maggie."
One last kiss and Maggie was out the door. "See you around, Danvers."