Author: Auroraas PM
She had forgotten what it felt like to be carefree, without the weight of the worlds on her shoulders. *Spoilers for Daybreak.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Angst - W. Adama & L. Roslin - Words: 503 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-01-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8488539
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She is warm. For the first time in weeks, she is warm. The sun, this glorious G-class star that has nourished life almost identical to that of the colonies on this planet, kisses her face. A thick red blanket covers her body, and Bill's hands heat her own. And not only is she warm, she is happy. She had forgotten what it felt like to be carefree, without the weight of the worlds on her shoulders. Even after she informally resigned from the Presidency, she still felt her people's pain with every breath she took. Now, she exhales their suffering and inhales their hope along with the sweet fresh air of this new world.
Her train of thought is interrupted when Bill rests his arm around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to him. She smiles and sighs contentedly, resting her head upon his shoulder. She is almost at peace when the pain begins again. The last dose of morpha that Cottle gave her is beginning to wear off. It is merely uncomfortable at the moment, a throbbing in her breast that will not go away, but it will get worse quickly. Bill begins to rub her arm soothingly with his hand, as if sensing her distress. She allows herself to get lost in his gentle touch, and momentarily forget what this pain is heralding. They sit like that for a few moments, before Laura feels... cold. Not all of her, however, and that is strange. Her left hand has been bereaved of Bill's, and with great effort, she turns her head toward him to ascertain why. What she sees takes her breath away.
"Bill," she starts, but is unable to say more. He has removed his wedding ring, and is currently fingering it, turning it over and over in his hand. He lifts his blue, blue eyes like the deepest ocean to hers, and silently asks her consent. She smiles sadly at him, and nods. He slides the golden band onto her ring finger, slowly and reverently. Laura feels her eyes begin to fill with tears, and makes a small noise in the back of her throat before cuddling back against him. His arm resumes its place around her waist.
"It's been yours for... a while." he admits to her, and she lets out a small grief-filled chuckle.
"My... husband." she struggles to get out, her breath coming in shorter and shorter pants. The throbbing in her breast has turned to a dull ache, and her lungs seem to be shrinking by the second. "I... love... you."
His grin is brighter than this new sun. He kisses her forehead softly, before gesturing with his head to a large herd of animals gathered nearby. She gasps a little at the sheer volume of them. There is so much life on this planet. Bill, her husband, her Bill, hands her a pair of binoculars. She raises them to her eyes, and smiles a little.
"There are so... many."