Lee unzipped his flight suit as he made his way through Galactica's corridors. He was not in the best of moods. About six hours ago, he had thought he was on his way to the bunkroom to spend a little more time "discussing" the whole concept of the pleasure principle with Kara.
That was before Dee had called for the CAG over the ship-wide comm system.
One quick phone call to CIC had Apollo rushing into the bunkroom to grab clothes. He had been disappointed to see that Kara was not there. He hadn't had time to seek her out so she would have no idea what was going on.
"Fraking Cylons," Lee muttered to himself as he made a final turn down the last corridor.
There had been a few Raiders hovering around the edge of the Fleet and for some reason, his father thought it was important he take a batch of the new nuggets out into the air to show them proper technique. Because the nuggets were so slow, it had taken them over four hours to understand what he was telling them.
It didn't help that he kept getting distracted by the memory of Kara's naked body pressed in close to his as the shower rained water down upon their joined bodies. He could practically taste her. That made it a little hard to concentrate on the proper technique to take down a toaster.
Sighing, he pulled the hatch to the bunkroom open and wasn't surprised to find the whole place silent. It was the middle of the night so the only pilots awake were those currently out flying the CAP. He pulled his flight suit off and threw it lightly into the bottom of his locker, trying his best not to let his anger and frustration get the best of him.
Lee paused in front of the bunk he shared with Kara as his eyes rested on the closed curtain of the bottom bunk. It wouldn't be that hard to pull that little piece of fabric aside and join her. Frak. It had been all he had thought about in the six hours they had been apart.
In the end, rationality won over his raw desire.
True, something had happened between them in the head earlier that day, and for some reason, she hadn't backed away like she normally would. The only thing he had done to encourage her was give her one hell of a kiss goodbye and then abandon his promise to spend the next twelve hours showing her exactly how literal they could make the concept of a pleasure principle.
No doubt about it, she was pissed at him. And he knew from experience that she had a killer right hook.
Lee pulled his tanks up off his head, leaving him clad in only a pair of duty shorts, and let out another small sigh of frustration before climbing up the ladder into his bunk. Laying one arm over his eyes, he tried to tune out all the anger and desire he had been dealing with the past eighteen hours. He tried to forget what had gone on.
But the second his eyes closed, images of Kara immediately floated to the top of his mind.
The image of her mouth falling open in ecstasy as he eased one finger and then two deep inside her.
The image of her coming apart all around him as he entered her for the first time.
The image of her mouth taking him in, driving him mad with the soft, sensual movements of her tongue.
"Frak," he hissed, opening his eyes and staring up at the top of his bunk. He could feel the painful hardness pressing against his shorts. Knowing he really had no other choice if he wanted to get some sleep, he reached his hands inside the binding clothes to pull himself into hand.
Lee let out a soft moan as he immediately felt the tension increase in a good way. He closed his eyes and willed himself to imagine it was Kara's hands pulling his erection out of his shorts. It was Kara's hand slowly working its way up and down him, teasing his tip lightly in an effort to make this all the more painfully pleasant. He could practically hear her teasing him in that low raspy bedroom voice she didn't even know she had.
"Having fun, Captain?"
His eyes shot up and turned to where the curtain to his bunk was pulled back a few inches. Kara was smirking at him through the opening, her eyes focused on the movement of his hands.
"I was thinking of you," he shot back, not slowing down in his quest for tension relief.
Kara gave him another devilish smile before climbing into the bunk and ripping the curtain shut behind her. "All you had to do was ask, Lee," she said, replacing her hands with his. "I would have been more than happy to help you out."
"I thought you were…" His voice caught in his throat as she leaned in to trail her tongue along his ear. "Frak. You're supposed to be mad at me."
"Oh, I am mad at you. Doesn't mean I still don't want to feel you," she said, tightening her hand around him.
Lee bit down hard on his bottom lip to keep from waking up the other pilots. Here they were, playing with fire again.
Or where they really here? Was this actually happening or was it just his mind giving him what he wanted more than anything right now? Having her here with him, her hands playing so nimbly with his body, it felt more like fantasy than reality.
As her hands started doing things he was pretty sure were outlawed on at least eight of the twelve colonies, he realized not even he could dream up torture so sweet. He reached his hand up to pull her into a kiss in a thinly veiled attempt to keep himself from crying out from the sudden heat being generated between them. It must be something bred deep inside a Viper pilot, the need to feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins.
Kara could feel him teetering on the edge already and suddenly realized he really must have been thinking about her if she could get him worked up this hard this fast. And suddenly she didn't want to let him have all the fun.
Lee let out a little whimper as she pulled her hands away from him. "Kara?"
"Why should you have all the fun?" she taunted him.
Lee opened his eyes to see her pulling at the drawstring to her sweatpants. She wasn't… oh gods. She was. He couldn't take this.
Kara pulled her feet out of the sweat pants and flung them to the bottom of the bunk, giving Lee a wicked smile. "You have six hours to make up for, Adama. But lucky for you, I'm going to take care of the first apology all by myself."
She threw one leg over his body, effectively straddling him, before lowering herself inch by excruciating inch onto his still hard erection. With each small movement forward, she let out a small gasp.
Lee smiled as he fit inside of her completely and she let out all the breath she had been holding in. "Gods, I missed you," he said, reaching up to brush a stray hair out of her face. Her eyes flashed open to look down at him, and he could feel her freezing up. "Don't," he whispered. "Don't do that, Kara."
She bit her lip and forced the small bit of fear back down inside of her. It really scared her how much she depended on this man. Gods. She desperately wanted to tell him, but Kara was afraid he would hate her for taking their relationship from a casual frak into something much more serious. The world was ending, and it wasn't healthy to form attachments like this.
Kara knew she had to keep this simple, which meant less talking and more action. Placing her hands on his chest, she began to lift herself up off of him before slamming her body back down against his in a violent, passion-filled rhythm. The abruptness seemed to be hitting him just as hard as it was hitting her. She felt Lee's hand reach up to grasp her backside and guide her along in her movements.
"Oh gods," she whispered, leaning down to capture his lips in a searing kiss. "Why the frak haven't we been doing this for months?"
"You were busy with other things," he whispered against her lips.
"I should have been busy with your things," she said with a laugh.
Smirking, he used her momentary lapse in conversation to flip their bodies so that he was lying above her. She felt his hands tease their way up and down her legs as she hooked them tightly around his back. He was controlling the teasing tone of their lovemaking as he drew himself as far into her body as he could.
Lee couldn't tear his eyes away from her as Kara's face erupted in rapture as the right buttons were pushed and she tightened around him. He could feel her holding back her screams, and knowing from experience how loud he could make her scream, he wanted to congratulate her. She dug her nails into his back as he began to lose control and let out a soft, guttural moan as he erupted inside of her.
"Well, you were right. That was a lot better than just imagining you with me," he said with a laugh after a few minutes of recovery.
Her hand reached up to absentmindedly trail up and down the muscles in his chest and arms. She could feel him tense up beneath her touch. "Glad I could be of service, Captain."
He moved his body off of where it rested on top of her, only slightly disappointed when she had to stop touching him. He immediately felt better when she cradled in against him and, laying his arm across her, he pulled her in the last few inches. "Actually, it felt more like I was being of service to you. Care to explain?"
"I've always wanted to frak another pilot in his own bunk," she said with a satiated grin plastered across her face. "Figured now was the time. Didn't know I would have to wait six hours for it, though."
"I'm sorry about that, Kara," Lee said, reaching his hand up to stroke her cheek lightly. "The CIC called with a request for me to go out on a training run with the nuggets. I tried to find you, but there just wasn't time."
"It's not that big of a deal."
Lee shook his head. "Don't feed me that bullshit. I know you better than that. You lived your whole life moving from one disappointment to the next. I don't ever want to feed in to that pattern."
"You're taking this too seriously," she warned him.
"We both know whatever this is, it is serious. This isn't some thoughtless fraking between friends. We've both done that and know how it feels. It isn't what went on in that shower. And it sure as hell doesn't feel like what just happened."
"Lee, this is just a little perk from a bet made in triad. We both know that."
"That's how it started, Kara. It's not how it's ending." He reached up to turn her head so that she had no choice but to look into his eyes. "Answer me this. If this was just a little perk of a good hand in triad, why are you in my bunk right now? There were plenty of men in this bunkroom that you could have had in an instant. When I didn't show up, why did you chose to wait around instead of finding someone else?"
She tore her eyes away from him. His question brought up too many doubts in her mind. She couldn't let herself dwell on what that meant.
"Kara," he started.
"Please, Lee. I can't."
After a moment, he nodded. "I can wait. But eventually you're going to have to explain to me what is going through your head. I want to know why it seems that everything always comes back to you and I."
They lapsed into silence, comfortably resting in each other's arms. Kara was being so quiet that Lee could swear she had fallen asleep. He could feel himself begin to drift away just as she lifted her head up to look at him. "Did you really think I would be mad at you for not showing up?"
"I was afraid you would be," he admitted. He stretched his neck so that he could give her a small kiss. It lasted barely a second, but it still made Kara's stomach fill with butterflies. She really wasn't used to this side of him. It caught her off guard. Made her want to do things that she shouldn't want to do.
Pulling herself up off of him, she grabbed the edge of the tanks still covering her body and pulled them up over her head. They ended up in a heap with her sweatpants at the end of the bunk. Kara laughed as she saw Lee's eyes widened at the sight of her sitting completely naked before him.
"If I knew being nice to you caused that kind of reaction, I might have tried it sooner," he whispered.
Kara's licked her lips and smiled at the man laying beside her. "So, we still have a few hours left on that bet. What else can I do you for, Captain Apollo?"
The comm system blared with Dee's voice as she announced the changing of the CAP in approximately an hour, and suddenly an idea popped into Lee's head. Sitting up, he shrugged himself out of the shorts that had never really made it off his body before. He moved until he had her pinned up against the side wall of his bunk. A wicked smile spread across his face as movement began to filter up from the room below.
Kara's eyes widened as he licked his lips before lowering his head down to take one of her nipples into his mouth. This man was completely, fraking crazy. "Lee! There are people waking up," she hissed through her teeth.
"Oh, I know," he said. He took the moment's pause to blow softly on the sensitive skin of her breast, made moist by his tongue, and felt her shiver against his hold. "That's what I want. I want to have my way with you without anyone having any idea that you've even in here with me."
"First you want everyone to know," she said as he returned his hands, his lips, and his attention back to her body. "And now you want no one to know. I never knew you were so fraking confused."
"You like it," he said, pulling his mouth up to taste hers. He pushed his body into hers, knowing that she was loving this as much as he was. If it had been any way otherwise, she would have punched him by now.
The sound of Kat screaming at Hot Dog to stop poking at her drowned out Kara's response. Lee took the momentary distraction the nuggets posed to Kara to move a hand from where it pinned her to the wall. He trailed it down her stomach and, when she finally turned to look at him, teased it along the moist, hot center.
She let out a soft moan, and he quickly covered her mouth with his free hand. "Ah ah ah. That's not part of the game."
She scowled at him even as she used one hand to pull his off of her mouth and the other hand to grasp the back of his head, crushing his lips into hers roughly. Her teeth nibbled on his bottom lip for a few seconds before she dug her nails into his back and bit down hard. The pain mingled with the pleasure of making her tense under his fingertips made him struggle for control.
"You know I imagined this as I was in my Viper," he whispered into her ear once he had gained control over himself again. He was pleased to feel her continued squirming as his fingers teased her ruthlessly. "I imagined feeling how hot you were for me. Knowing that I could do anything and everything to you and you wouldn't stop me."
"Must have been hell," Kara gasped out.
"Rather liked it." Lee only took the time to kiss her lightly on the forehead before slowly inching a finger inside her. "I kept thinking about how good it felt to be inside of you, to know that you were mine."
His touch was bordering on driving her insane, and his words were threatening to throw her over the edge. Kara felt her arms reach out to grasp the wall, the ceiling, anything that could keep her from falling to a million pieces. "Lee, I can't do this," she whispered as her breathing started becoming heavier.
"Yes, you can. And you will," he said. He pushed her hard up against the wall and slid another finger inside of her. She could feel him straining for control, straining to keep from showing his more primal side. Gods. If he only knew how much she wanted to see him lose his perpetual cool.
She felt a slight twinge of pain as the pressure of his body pinned her against the wall. There was something digging into her back, but she didn't really care. He was holding her so tightly she thought she might lose where she ended and he began. She had never let anyone in this close.
"I can't do this," she choked out again.
"Kara, all you have to do is say the word and I'll stop." He wrapped his free hand around her waist and pulled her against his body, still not letting up on the pressure he was creating deep inside of her with his fingertips. "Do you want me to stop?"
Kara shook her head as her body began to shake under the stress of keeping quiet. She never thought that fraking could be like this. Such a strange feeling of desire and need had never come to her when she was letting someone touch her in such an intimate way.
That was it, though. It had been years since she had let someone this deep inside her. As Lee shifted the angle of his fingers, she tried to hold in the giggle at the irony of that thought. He was deep inside her in every sense of the phrase, and she found that she didn't care. She didn't care that she was letting this man walk all over her. Because it was Lee. He would never push her to do anything that he didn't know she wanted. She could trust him.
"I trust you," she whispered as she felt the knot inside of her slowly unwind as his touch became less teasing and more insisting.
Lee had no idea the reaction he would have to those nakedly honest words. All he knew was it caused him to lose the little bit of control he still had.
Kara bit back a scream as Lee's hands left her body in order to grab her shoulders and slam her down hard onto the mattress. She barely had time to hope that no one had heard them before Lee's body was pressing her down against the bed. His tongue traced her lower lip, teasing her to let him inside. She wanted to let out a laugh at how playful Lee had become. She would never have guessed it could be like this with him.
"Where the frak is Starbuck?" Racetrack's voice carried over the noise of the active bunkroom, making Kara stiffen. She had forgotten for a second that they weren't alone. "I leant her my soap and she never gave it back."
"Probably used it all up during that little personal shower she took with the CAG," Kat yelled back to her.
Kara's eyes went wide as she saw Lee duck his head to hold in a laugh. Little did they know just how personal that shower had gotten. "I think they heard me screaming before," she said, biting back a laugh of her own.
Lee rolled his eyes and went back to kissing her. He never would have guessed that this would be one of his favorite things about being able to get so close to her. It was the simple sensation of feeling those soft lips he had spent hours staring at locked so tightly with his that really drove him crazy. Knowing what those lips could do was definitely going to drive him crazy when this little lapse in judgment between the two of them ended.
Kara looked down at the blind expression of happiness plastered across Lee's face, and she could feel her heart break. They only had a few hours left, and then this would all be over. They would return back to being only a CAG and his pilot.
She felt a sudden determination to make this memorable. It was the least she could ask for after all the pain she had gone through in her life. All she wanted was one vivid memory of how good her life could have been if she hadn't been such a frak-up.
Lee wasn't surprised when she pulled away from the simple intimacy of shared kisses to turn the tide back to a more sexual nature. What surprised him was that she didn't go in for the kill like he would have thought. Instead, she slowly rubbed her folds up against his exceedingly hard erection and let out a small moan at the rightness of the movement. The movement was racked with teasing and had little to no satisfaction to it, but still it made him want to sigh in relief.
When the corners of her mouth turned up in the beginnings of a smile, it took all of Lee's control to keep himself from losing it. He had never seen her so happy. He took the opportunity to reach his hands out to feel her body locked against his. The only reward he wanted came in the form of a faint gasp escaping her lips coupled with a sharp intake of breath as his hands lingered against the sensitive skin of her breasts.
"You're killing me," he whispered as she continued to tease him with her body. "Why are you tormenting me?"
She answered him without thinking. "I need to make this count, Lee. I want to remember what it feels like to be with you." When she realized what she had said, her movements stopped and she ducked her head away from his inquiring eyes.
"I don't understand."
"You and I both know this can't go on past tonight. Now just be quiet and enjoy the ride."
Lee wanted to argue with her. He wanted to scream at her to stop staring at the wall and look him in the eye. He wanted to insist that of course this didn't have to end if she didn't want it to. He would give up anything and everything just to keep these feelings alive between them.
But Kara had chosen that moment to slowly guide him inside of her, clamping herself tightly around him every inch of the way. The second he thought she was going to take him all the way inside of her, she would pull back until they were almost apart. And then they would start all over again.
It was a slow, sensual dance that he knew would kill him. Not that he really cared.
He could feel her come apart against him as she continued to pull up and push down upon him slowly, and Lee tried his best to ignore the fact that her eyes were shining with tears. This was hurting her, and he had a feeling he knew why. He wished she would just tell him so that they didn't have to play these games anymore.
Wishes didn't come true without a little hard work, he decided as he watched her shivering die down. And frankly, he could think of worst kinds of work he could be doing.
Grabbing her hips tightly with his hands, he hoped she wouldn't hate him for taking away the control. Kara barely had time to react before he pulled her body down and moved his hips up until he was buried completely inside of her. It was hard. It was deep. And, oh gods, she was loving it.
He stared in awe as he watched the tears fall back from her eyes, replaced by a small smile and a flicker of something she was hiding deep inside. He could feel her lock herself around him as he sat up to change the angle of his thrusts. He cradled her body in his arms as she wrapped her legs around him and allowed him to push her back against the wall.
The brutality of his movements slowly melted away as the tone shifted away from the notion of a quick frak before their time together expired. "This is what I want you to remember," Lee whispered into her ear as he felt her hold back a whimper. The sounds of the bunkroom were slowly dying back down, but they both knew they still weren't alone. On a ship like Galactica, you could never truly be alone.
Kara suddenly felt the need to run. She had wanted to remember the feelings he stirred up inside of her, but she didn't want to feel so much. It was a obvious contradiction, but she didn't care. All she knew was that she wanted desperately to feel while not feeling anything at all.
"Lee," she gasped as he turned his lips up to lay gentle kisses on her shoulder and neck.
"I know," he whispered against her skin. "You don't have to say it."
Kara bit her lips as her whole body began to quiver. Lee's touch didn't shift at all. It was still gentle and determined. He wanted her to feel this just as badly as she did.
And suddenly she knew that she didn't want to lose herself unless he was lost along with her. Grasping his head in her hands, she turned his lips up to meet hers. She could feel his arms tighten their hold on her, and she finally let herself give in to him.
The orgasm ripped through her body in the most gentle and excruciating way. She could feel him struggling to hold his cries along with her as the feelings between them came to a head. And still she kept the innocent contact of their lips together as the wave crashed over them both.
As they lay breathless in one another's arms, the cold of the bunkroom crept its way into their concealed corner of space, and Kara felt herself shiver. Lee responded immediately and pulled the military-issued blankets around them. He still held onto her tightly, almost as if he was afraid she was going to disappear if he let go even for a second. The fact that she was still clinging to him didn't go unnoticed, either.
"Kara," he whispered, moving his hand to slowly tilt her chin up towards him.
"I know," she said with a distinctly sad sigh. She tried to pull herself away but was surprised to feel his arms tighten even more.
"I want you to do one last thing for me."
She narrowed her eyes at him as a feeling of dread fell over her. Why did she want to cry at the idea that his request might force her to ruin the moment? Why should that matter so much? Pushing those thoughts and more to the back of her head, she asked, "What do you need?"
"I want you to admit that this is a hell of a lot more than just following our drives."
"Sure, Lee. It was about finally seeing what it would be like. I know we've both wondered."
"No. That's not it." She pulled back and gave him an incredulous look, causing him to let out a small laugh. "Okay. Maybe that wasn't all of it."
"Fine. If that wasn't it, then tell me what you want to hear."
"I want you to admit that you love me, Kara." The way her eyes lit up in fear was almost comical. She really didn't want to have to admit it, he realized. That didn't mean he was going to give up on pushing the issue. "I want you to admit that there was no way you could have let me in like you did if you didn't feel the same way for me that I feel for you."
"Are you saying…" Her voice trailed off as her eyes widened at the realization.
"I love you, Kara. Always have. Seems like I always will. And I just wanted you to know that."
"But you also want me to say it back."
"It would be a nice thing to do."
"But if I did, you know I would just say it was all part of the bet we won. You wanted me to say it, and I had to comply," she pointed out.
"Nope," Lee said, shaking his head. "That little bet wore off about half an hour ago. Whatever you say now is the real thing."
"So when you said you loved me?"
"It wasn't just because I thought you wanted to hear it." He stared at her intently as his hands smoothed her hair back from her face. "It was because I knew you needed to hear it."
Lee watched as the words slowly hit home and her face began to freeze up in fear. He had expected this kind of reaction. "You don't have to say it," he said, giving her a smile he hoped she wouldn't see right through. "I just wondered." He pulled away from her to grab her clothes which were still lying in a pile at the end of the bunk.
"No, Lee," Kara whispered, reaching out to pull him back to her. He dropped her clothes and let her grip on to him tightly. She suddenly seemed incredibly vulnerable. It was starting to scare him. "I don't need you to be all cavalier right now," she whispered.
"What do you need me to be?"
"I need you to be the persistent pain in the ass I know you can be. I need you to not give up until I say it. I need you to hold me tight until I don't have the strength to deny it anymore. Because you letting me off the hook hasn't helped these fraking feelings go away. They're still there. They're always there." She shook her head. "I can't get rid of them. I sure as hell tried these past few months."
"Say it then, Kara," Lee said, grasping her tightly against him just like she asked. "Stop trying to rationalize and just say it."
She shook her head and he took the moment to pull her into a kiss. Doing the only thing he knew worked, he stripped away the few layers of defense she had managed to put back up in the time they had been talking. "Please say it," he whispered, pulling back to rain kisses on the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. He knew it was a low blow and one that would make her forget all the reasons why she was closing herself off. He didn't care.
"Oh gods help me. I love you, Lee," she said, leaning in to his touch. "It can't mean anything though. The second we step outside this bunk, it's all over. The fantasy is dead."
"If you really believed that, you would have already left."
Kara pulled back and shook her head at him. He could see the sadness and guilt beginning to creep back into her eyes. "It's the truth. There are policies and regulations to adhere to. There's a war out there that needs to be fought without emotions. We can't let this hold us back. People are counting on us."
"Frak people," Lee said with a laugh. "And frak this argument. We can go back and forth like this for days, but I'm still going to be right. If what you said is the truth and you do love me, then we can make this work."
"You really want this, don't you?" she said, shaking her head. She could feel herself surrendering to the inevitability that was their relationship. She had been resisting this for far too long.
Lee drew her down to lay next to him in the bunk and started in with that special kind of kissing that made her forget ridiculous things like duty and responsibility and regulation. It was exactly what she needed.
"We'll figure it out, Kara," he said, pulling away after a minute. " Just give it a chance. Give me a chance."
"Fine." She sighed as she pulled away from him and picked her clothes up off the bed. "But for now, I have to get dressed. My CAG scheduled me for CAP in about four hours, and I haven't finished the paperwork I started yesterday. Had a little distraction come up to me in the middle of my shower and I never got around to it."
"I've only slept about three hours in the past two days," Lee pointed out as he stretched his arms out and rested them behind his head.
"Don't look so smug about that."
"Considering what I've been doing instead of sleeping, I think I have a right to be smug." His face erupted into a long yawn as his body started to catch on to his exhaustion. "I don't know how much longer I can keep this up, Kara. You're going to have to go."
"Wait a second. Why do I get the feeling that even if I didn't have to leave, you'd still be kicking me out right about now? Never figured you for the love 'em and leave 'em type, Lee."
"I'm not. I'm tired and want to go to sleep now. With you sitting there, it's not really an option so I need you to go away." He put a hand over her mouth before she could start to argue. "Besides, if you didn't have to go right now, I definitely wouldn't be kicking you out. I'd be doing my damnedest to convince you to stay here with me."
"Don't tempt me," she said with a laugh, leaning down to give him one last kiss before starting down the ladder. She had just enough time to pull her clothes back on before the hatch to the bunkroom slid open.
"Lieutenant Thrace," Dr. Baltar said, strutting over to her. "Just the woman I've been looking for."
"Been searching for me?" Kara rolled her eyes and turned to grab a few things from her locker. Kneeling down, she started searching for that lost bar of soap Racetrack had lent her.
"You've been a hard person to find. I've been searching for you for twenty-four hours. First Officer Dualla says you were out flying the CAP and then the Chief tells me you were working out in the gym. Next I was told by Lieutenant Agathon that you were taking a shower and didn't want anyone to disturb you. Then Specialist Cally tells me you're sleeping and would probably kill me if I disturbed you. Imagine my surprise to find you not sleeping at all."
"I just woke up. Had a particularly exhausting night. Little bet and all," she said, giving him a wink. She had to stifle a grin as she heard Lee in his bunk, struggling to keep in his own laughter.
"How did that go?"
"I guess you could say I took the pleasure part of the principle a little too literally, Doc," she said, standing up straight. "Pity you couldn't have found me in time."
"Right," Baltar said hesitantly.
"Is there something else you needed?" Kara asked as she paused at the open bunkroom door.
"The President wants me to tell Captain Adama she needs to discuss some security issues with him when he has a spare moment. You wouldn't know where he is, would you?"
"He's in his bunk," Kara said, pointing to the space right above where he stood. "See you around, Doc."
Baltar watched her leave the room and wondered if there wasn't some aspect to their conversation that he had missed. He jumped slightly as the sound of the curtain above him pulling back intruded upon his thoughts.
"The President wants to see me?"
Baltar looked up at Lee and was surprised to see that the Captain was not looking his best. He looked as bad as when the Cylons had forced them to live on a thirty-three minute cycle. It was terrible the kinds of things war put you through, Baltar decided, shaking his head slowly before turning to answer Lee's question. "Yes, she does. It sounded like it was very, very important. You wouldn't want to keep her waiting."
"All right." Lee jumped down and pulled a few tanks and a pair of fatigue pants out of his locker, slipping them on quickly. "Hey, Doc. I wanted to thank you. That little bet you made at the triad table worked out nicely for me."
"No problem, Captain. I'm glad you could find use for it."
Lee gave Baltar a smirk as he suddenly felt himself wondering why he had considered this funny, little man such a threat when it came to Kara. "I hope you didn't have much trouble finding me," he said, grabbing a sweatshirt out of the locker and pulling it on over his head.
"Actually, I've only been looking for the past ten minutes or so. The President herself has been trying to find you all day."
Lee smiled and started to walk towards the door, tossing his last words smoothly over his shoulder. "Funny. I've been with Starbuck the whole time." Lee turned at the last second to smile at him. "By the way, Doctor, the competition is over. Turns out you never even had a chance."
Baltar stood frozen in fear as the weight of Captain Adama's words weighed down on him in connection with what Lieutenant Thrace had said to him earlier. After a moment, he shook his head, deciding it couldn't be true. There was no way that little frakker son of the Commander had beat him in anything. No way.
Laughing lightly to himself, Baltar began to think up of another way he could give Kara the opportunity to strike up an encounter like they had had on Colonial Day. He wanted to show her that she needed to be punished for her little slip-up the last time.
Six watched in disgust as the man she had been slowly grooming to be humanity's downfall whistled his way out of the bunkroom. The idiot didn't even understand when he had lost. Good thing the Cylons weren't really concerned with him.
No. It was Apollo and Starbuck who were special. They were the ones with destinies intertwined with those the machines had created. That was the real reason she had been put onboard the Galactica. When push came to shove, it had nothing to do with Gaius Baltar.
Six knew that her real job was to watch out for those two Viper pilots. She would take care of them even if it was the last thing she did.
After all, it was what God wanted.