No matter how much Meg tried to ignore the pain and rejection of seeing Tosh with Kimber, it always seemed to well up at the most inopportune moment. Pain; pure physical pain that didn't seem to ebb, especially when seeing the two fo them together and she could do nothing but stare at the wall and hope to heck that her emotions didn't show up on her face.
"Nothing"...she tried to disguise the raw emotion in her voice as she looked away, but the grimace of angry pain in her was enough for Harm to say.
"It's not nothing, is it?"
"It's nothing...and it's everything..." Meg said, confusingly to Harm who just peered at her.
"It's Tosh" she said shortly and succinctly, "...and it's Kimber..." she finished, while Harm digested that tidbit of information with a sinking bit of feeling in his own heart - Harm hadn't really given much thought to the fact that the woman that he was interested in was interested in someone else and it wrenched at his soul, but he squashed that down and soldiered on.
"Tosh and Kimber?" he asked, not really wanting to know the answer because he knew the emotional pain that it would entail, but being the helpful hero soul, he kept going. "You mean, they're together?" he asked, rather surprised.
Meg uttered a groan of frustration. "Yes, Harm, they are...you mean you haven't noticed the two of them snogging each other every freakin' chance they get?" her voice was irritable, partly due to emotional pain, the other out of sheer dumbstruck wonder that Harm could be THAT oblivious.
"Really? I never really noticed. I mean, Kimber was his XO..." Harm stated as he peered curiously at Meg, trying to read the look on her face.
Meg stared at him impassively - that was usually a danger signal with women; it meant they were going to jump all over your rear-end using your head as a trampoline, or they were going to unsheath claws and rip you to shreds. "You do realize..." Meg said simply, "...that they are no longer in the military...and neither are the two of us. That's why they decided to get together. At least they won't be contravening the Uniform Code of Military Justice." she explained pointedly with a tone that spitefully suggest that she wished that was the case, but she knew deep down in her heart that she wasn't that kind of person that would be that spiteful, but that it was the pain talking.
Harm, being a bit more insightful into the inner workings of relationships, somehow managed to grab a tenuous hold on what was bothering Meg. "So...basically you're ticked off because Kimber is with Tosh?" he asked, hitting the proverbial nail right on the head.
It was a deep well-spring of pain that Harm had hit and Meg nodded, bravely smiling through her pain.
Harm wasn't sure if his own heart had collapsed into a million pieces at that point, considering how long he had wanted Meg - and not knowing it until she had gone, but to find out that she had moved on emotionally from him, had to hurt immensely. He did want to find a nice quiet corner, curl up and lick his wounds.
"Well, I don't know..." Harm said in reply, "I think maybe that you have two choices, you can either let them be, and let them be happy or to ease your pain, talk to Tosh and tell him how you feel and put the ball in his court."...he paused then continued, "But just know that neither of those two solutions will help bring the two of you together. In all likelihood, you're going to make Kimber angrier than a..." he searched for a euphemism
"...y'mean, madder than a three-legged dog trying to bury a poop on an icy pond?" she asked sarcastically. "I don't want to get Kimber on the wrong side of me, but I do need to let him know how I felt, just so that I can heal. It doesn't do me any good to be this mad all the time..." she did suppress a bit of a sob... "even if it hurts like heck to see 'em together like this."
Harm thought to himself Does she know just how much that hurt? That I want Meg just as much as she wants Tosh?" he thought quietly as he stared at her.
"Y'know, Harm, You're a great friend...letting me talk my ears off at you about Tosh and Kimber. I appreciate that..." she said somewhat more cheerfully, "I gotta go upstairs...I need to think on it. Thanks for letting me bounce this off you..."
"Sure, anytime..." Harm said with as much false cheerfulness as he could muster.
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