Title: Unfair
Author: upsidedownbutterfly
Summary: Galen was never going to understand how unfair it was. Double drabble. Cally POV. Set during "Dirty Hands".
Rating: G
Spoilers: "Dirty Hands"
Disclaimer: They're not mine, people.
Galen was never going to understand, Cally realized with distress. Never. She'd thought at first that his resistance was simple reluctance, understandable after the disaster that was New Caprica, to heed the purported wisdom of Gaius Baltar. Now however she saw that it wasn't actually Baltar who was the problem, at least not entirely. It was Galen. Galen simply couldn't understand.
Not when he'd spent his entire life half in love with wires and gears and anything with moving parts. Not when he'd joined the Colonial Fleet the day after his eighteenth birthday with the express ambition of serving in a battlestar's deck crew. Not when no matter how hellish the job had become over these past three years, it was still the job he had chosen. Still the life he had chosen.
Cally however hadn't chosen this. Hadn't ever wanted this – to be a soldier and a godsdamn deckhand with oil in her hair and grease forever under her fingernails. No, Cally had wanted to be a dentist, and now she was going to spend the rest of her life as a mechanic. And try as he might, Galen was never quite going to understand how unfair that was.
