246. Chapter 246

She feels something stir in her when she first hears her voice, when she first sees her face, on her haunches in that tarmac, on that crime scene.

Something that feels like fate.

Something that feels like forever.

She feels it harder when Alex comes to rescue her, when Alex notices that she’s gone. When Alex literally walks into fire for her, to keep her safe.

When M’gann tells her later, over comped drinks, that Alex had damn near killed someone to find out where she was, to find out how to get her back safely.

She feels it when Alex puts her fingers on that pool table, her voice an octave lower than it usually is, asking Maggie if she’s still good for those drinks she promised, and she feels it when she pulls Alex in for a hug, and she feels it when Alex’s lips touch hers.

An explosion. A shift.

A destiny.

It keeps happening.

In the field.

On the phone.

At… home.

Because Alex’s home is quickly becoming hers, and Maggie’s home – so desolate for so long – is quickly becoming Alex’s.

She feels it, but she doesn’t put it into words.

Fear – no, absolute terror – prevents that.

Until one day, it doesn’t anymore.

Until one day, she’s watching Alex with Adrian, with Kara.

It’s Adrian’s first game night with the Superfriends, and he’s getting into it laughingly with James about the proper protocol for playing Twister with an alien who can fly, and Kara is leaning into Alex and laughing, laughing, laughing, and Alex is kissing her little sister’s forehead and then she pulls Adrian forward, too, to press her lips against his forehead, too, and James and Kara are awwwing and Adrian is beaming and Winn is don’t get any ideas, kid, Sawyer might love you to bits but she might have to kill you if your teenage boy hormones go anywhere near her woman and Alex and Adrian are laughing, and she’s drawing him into her shoulder with one arm while the other is around Kara.

Her little siblings.

Both adopted, both misfits out there in the world.

Both safe in Alex’s arms.

In Alex’s home.

Their home.

She jumps when James’s soft voice is suddenly whispering in her ear, standing next to the fridge, because she hadn’t noticed him get up.

“What’s up, Maggie? Everything okay?”

Maggie realizes only then that her eyes are wet, that her cheeks are hurting from smiling so hard for so long.

She doesn’t take her eyes off Alex as she leans into James’s chest and answers his question.

“Nothing’s wrong. Nothing at all. Just… I’m going to marry that woman.”

James wraps his arm around her and kisses her forehead – Alex isn’t the only one who’s gained siblings with this whole Superfriends, Superfamily thing – as he beams.

“I’ll take all the photos you could possibly want.”

“Good. Good. No. No, not good. Perfect.”