She knew what she was doing; she didn't think that she'd live long enough after to be brought in by a raptor. She saw blurred corridors slide past her eyes. Felt the excruciating pain in her legs, her back. She moaned only to hear the chatter of nervous medics.
She'd taken down that stupid missile, and four cylon raiders. In part of her mind she was still the triumphant victor, but she knew her injuries were bad, maybe too bad. She didn't remember much about the raptor ride back to Galactica, flashes of pain, and whispers of concern. In some dark part of her mind she admitted to herself that life was likely over for her.
She arrived in the medical bay more quickly than she expected, she closed her eyes, savoring the last moments of her life. She was still breathing, she affirmed as she heard a medic saying the same thing. She felt pressure on her hand, her face, and her eyes opened slowly. She didn't need to see clearly to know who it was.
"You…"
"Shh…" His hand caressed her hair.
"I…"
"It's okay, you're fine," he managed to say with tears in is eyes, then he said something else much louder, " Lee Adama loves Kara Thrace."
She managed a weak smile, lifting her uninjured hand to touch his face, "Kara Thrace loves Lee Adama." She managed to say, clearly enough for those closest to them to here.
A wry voice interrupted them, "Now that the love confession of the year is over, move it and let me do my job."
Lee managed to hold her hand a moment longer before Doc Cottle pushed him forcefully out of the way.
Kara could still see him, a few moments longer before her eyes closed again.
When she awoke, there was a distinct numbness, the first thought to drift across her drugged mind was Lee, second was that she was still alive, at least for the moment.
"Lee…"
"I'm here."
"How long?"
"28 hours, you've been in surgery, they've been repairing the damage."
"And?"
"And what?" Lee's eyes were red, he'd been crying, at least her vision was a bit better.
"I know its not good Lee."
"So its not, but we're both still here Kara, and I love you."
"I must be dying."
"Not today Kara," another familiar voice echoed towards her Bill Adama looked at her, "Not today."
"But?"
"That's enough for now Kara just rest."
Lee's hand found hers again, and he leaned forward to kiss her. And he did, tenderly. "I'll be here when you wake up again Kara."
Kara wasn't sure if she was dying or not, just that she was tired, and drugged, so she let herself fall asleep, to the sounds of concerned voices she just couldn't make out.
To be continued…