What If

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It had only been a week since Alex left, but to Maggie, it felt like years.

Each day that passed, she missed Alex more. She missed the way their hands fit together perfectly like puzzle pieces, she missed the way Alex's hair smelled after she showered, and she missed the way Alex cupped her face with her hands while she kissed her.

She missed absolutely everything.

Alex would send her an occasional message here and there when she wasn't busy, but nothing special. Oh how badly Maggie wished for an "I miss you" text, but she assumed that wouldn't happen.

What if Alex didn't miss her as much as she thought?

What if Alex changed her mind about not wanting to lose her?

What if.

Maggie didn't cope with her feelings very well. She would go to the bar every night, phone in hand, aching for Alex to text her, and she would drink.

A lot.

She would drink to drown out her thoughts. She didn't want to think about a breakup. She didn't want to think about Supergirl. She didn't want to think about Alex possibly dying while away on her mission.

She didn't want to think at all.

One night, M'gann noticed Maggie playing pool by herself in the back corner of the bar. Her cheeks were rosy, and her cheeks were stained from tears. She asked the other bartender to cover her, and when she said she would, M'gann grabbed two beers and walked towards Maggie.

Maggie played pool alone, hoping nobody would notice the tears pouring out of her eyes. She hit the 8 ball into the pocket and sat down her stick before she noticed M'gann approaching her. She quickly wiped her eyes and attempted to smile.

"Hi." She said softly.

M'gann shot her a smile before handing her the beer.

"You looked like you needed one of these." She said playfully.

Maggie sniffled and agreed. They both sat down at the booth closest to the pool table, and M'gann studied Maggie's face.

"What's up, Sawyer?" She finally asked.

"Oh...just some drama." Maggie replied while her heart began to race.

"Yeah...? Wanna talk about it?" M'gann continued.

Maggie shifted in her seat and took a swig of her beer.

"I just... Alex and I got into a fight last week, and I thought we were going to be okay, but she's pushing me away more than she was already, and... I don't know. I may just be overthinking, but I'm scared." Her voice cracked.

M'gann tried to respond, but Maggie cut her off.

"We've been through hell and back at work, and we pulled through that. I just wouldn't be able to ever understand if we didn't get through this, too. It just wouldn't make any sense, if...." She trailed off for a moment and choked on her tears.

"I...I don't know what I did wrong. I can't lose her."

She broke down and cried on the table. M'gann's heart shattered as she listened to her pour her heart out. She reached over the table and held her hand, and she waited patiently for her to calm down before speaking again.

"I bet you didn't do anything wrong." M'gann said.

Maggie didn't respond.

"Did...Did she say something in particular that made you feel like this?" M'gann tried again.

Maggie looked at her, sadness ached in her expression. She took a much-needed deep breath before she responded.

"She...She said that my ex was right about me."

M'gann gasped, but then she smiled ever so softly.

"Sawyer...Alex did not mean that. I know that for a fact."

Maggie half smiled.

"How do you know?" She asked.

M'gann squeezed her hand.

"She comes in here sometimes, alone. You know what she does? She will talk my ear off about you. I hear about how cute you look in your big police jacket more than once, and she also gushes about how bad you are at pool. It's almost like you're the only thing she knows how to talk about nowadays. Nothing wrong with that, but, that's how I know she didn't mean a word she said. She was probably just scared about Supergirl."

Maggie sighed in relief. M'gann's words warmed her whole entire body, and suddenly, she didn't feel like crying anymore. It felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off of Maggie's chest after their conversation.

"Thank you. Honestly." Maggie said with a smile.

M'gann got up and stretched. She had to resume working.

"You're welcome," she turned towards the bar, "She's falling for you. Be there to catch her." She said before she walked away.

Maggie's heart skipped a beat. Alex was falling in love with her? That was something she really didn't think about, but now, it was going to be on her mind everyday.

After she finished her beer, she decided to go home. Whenever she reached Alex's door, she smiled down at her keys.

Alex had given her a key to her apartment last month, and now Maggie basically lived there. The key was personalized; it was her favorite color, and it had an M on the back. Something as small as a key made Maggie so happy, and she would be forever grateful for all the little things Alex did just to make her smile.

She sat her keys down on the counter and decided to take a shower. She didn't check her phone at all while at the bar, and she thought checking it now was pointless. She put it on the charger and turned on some music before stripping and getting into the shower. The warm water slid down her back, and she finally had the chance to actually relax.

She sang along with the radio while she showered, and when she was done, she wrapped herself up in towels, grabbed her phone, and went into the bedroom.

She sat her phone down on the bed before she went to the mirror and brushed her hair. She brushed her teeth, changed into her pajamas, and grabbed a glass of water before she climbed into bed.

She laid down on Alex's side, and the scent of her filled her nose. While she laid there, she felt her phone vibrate against her leg. She sat up and reached down to grab it, and whenever she saw the message across the screen, her heart skipped a beat.

"I miss you, Maggie. Just a few more days. I'll be home soon."

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