The Scars of War

Author's Note: Thank you to those of you who have taken the time to read this and review. I will keep this going and hopefully attract more attention and more feedback. I hope you guys like this chapter. This chapter definitely has a rape scene in it, so the rating applies to this chapter in particular. Enjoy

Disclaimer & Warning: I do not own Battlestar Galactica, or any of its characters. This does take place during the occupation of New Caprica and will feature torture and rape (maybe not in this chapter, but in others to come). This is not a story for children, and should be avoided by those that are offended by these types of themes.

One Month and 5 Days

It's been a month since the cylons threatened me in this hell hole. It's been a month since Leoben and D'Anna had given me an ultimatum. It's been a month since I was given a choice between my people and my dignity. It's been a month since Leoben made his intensions clear. It's been a month since I made my decision. It's been a month and 5 days since Bill left. It's been a month and 5 days since my life changed.

My second daily meal has just been delivered through a slot in my cell door, and I just look at it. I know that if I don't eat it I will be taken to their hospital wing by Doral to be hooked up to an IV. I tried not eating for the first week, but Doral found me past out in my cell and I woke up tied to a hospital bed with a needle in her arm. They don't want me to die until I speak, and that makes me want to die just to piss them off; however, if I die, I know they will drag somebody else in here and they may not be as strong.

I decide to take the food to ensure that I only have to see the cylons when necessary. Luckily, I have only seen Doral in this past month and I have not had to worry about Leoben and his advances. I know that I am simply putting off the inevitable, but I can't help but embrace the little time I have left before he tries to break me. If I am being honest with myself, I am terrified to face Leoben and whatever torture he may bring. He should be coming to ask me soon, and I wish time would stop. I don't mind spending eternity in this single moment if it means that I never have to see him again.

As if the Gods of Kobol wanted to punish me, I hear the heavy metal latch of the cell door slide open. I turn towards the door and the blinding light has my eyes watering, but my ears catch the steps of boots on the cement ground. As the figure gets closer, the light outlines his large frame that I have come to dread. It's Leoben and I am so focused on trying not the visibly shake that I only notice D'Anna when she starts to talk to me.

"Laura, have you decided to give us what we want?" D'Anna steps forward so I can see her face.

"I will not betray my people," I answer back, not daring to look away from D'Anna in fear of finding Leoben's eyes.

D'Anna seems to think about my answer for a while before she nods and turns away from me. She heads towards the door and gives one last glance at Leoben over her shoulder before she crosses the threshold and the door closes. I can't avoid his eyes any longer and as I muster every ounce of strength to glare at him, I see his hands twitch at his sides.

"You just wanted to be with me, didn't you?" he smirked as he kneeled down next to her before he continued, "You don't care about them, you just wanted to have me frak you."

I shudder at that thought and the look in his eyes as I realize that if I had died of cancer, I wouldn't have to go through this right now. I wouldn't have been able to spend time with Bill, though. A part of me wishes that Bill would come bursting through the door and shoot every cylon in this damn place, but another part of me didn't want him to come near this place because I know it would be a suicide mission. Leoben is reaching out now, trying to touch my face and I instantly turn away.

He starts laughing at me and shakes his head as he stands up. He now towers over me, and I only have a moment to look at his figure before his hand in behind my head, dragging me to my feet by my hair. A gasp is forced past my lips before I can stifle it and pain instantly shoots from my scalp. I am now on my tiptoes as Leoben tugs my head backwards to make me meet his eyes. His lips come crashing down on top of mine and I can feel my back connecting with one of the walls.

I am stuck between two solid structures and I try to fight Leoben off by throwing my fists into his chest to try to get some space between us. I can feel him smirk against my lips at my failed attempt and he tightens his grip on my hair while his other hand snakes around my waist. His lips are still on top of mine and he is not letting up, so I decide to do the only thing I can think of. I open my mouth a bit as his tongue ventures out of his mouth and into mine. As soon as I was sure that I could hit my target, I bit down on his tongue as hard as I could.

"Argh! You bitch!" he stumbles back and looks at me with hatred in his eyes, but then it is replaced with something else as he only smirks, "You want to play rough? I can do that, Laura, but you may regret that decision in a bit."

I am still frozen against the wall as I come to my senses, but before I can say anything in return, the back of his hand connects with my left cheek. My head is spinning as I fall to the ground because of the impact, and I can't seem to tell which way is up.

"That was a warning, Laura," he growls as his feet come into my line of sight. "I am going to break you, but not with punches, unless you misbehave. Although, I must say that I do love this feral streak of yours. I think that is what Baltar must have found attractive about you; after all, he was probably on the receiving end of your wrath quite a few times."

I felt physically sick as I thought about Baltar finding me attractive. That man could rot in a hole for all I care.

"Is that what gets Adama off? You ordering him around as if you owned him?" Leoben is smiling down at me as he takes off his outer jacket. "Or maybe it's the other way around. Do you get off with the thought of the Admiral telling you to frak him and kneel in front of him? I bet you love that."

His jacket was now on the ground near the door, neatly folded, and he was moving slowly towards me. My head still hurt, but I could now see straight and I was able to sit on my butt and slide back against a wall. I tried to use the wall to help me up, but between the implications of his words and my failing strength, I was stuck halfway up the wall.

"Tell me what you want, Laura," he said as he stopped in front of me.

His arousal was obvious from my position in front of him, and I had to fight back the bile that was rising in my throat.

"I want you to get the frak out of here!" I yelled at him as he grinned back at me.

"But we haven't even gotten to the good part yet," he replied.

He was getting closer to me now and I started to panic internally. I had to remain calm on the outside so that I would not lose the battle of wills, but it was a lost cause. His hands were now on me, roughly pulling me up to my full height. He traced my arms with his hands until he reached my wrists. I realized what he was doing a second too late as he caught my wrists and brought them above my head. With one hand, he kept my arms pinned to the wall, and his other hand free to roam and his lips locked with mine.

He starts with the buttons on my shirt and I can feel the chill of the cell settle into my bones. I have never realized how cold this cell really was until the air hits the exposed skin above my breasts. He roughly grabs my breasts through my plain white bra as he pushes me further into the wall. His lips leave mine to travel down my neck, nipping hard at random intervals. Replacing his hand with his mouth, I feel him bight down on the tender flesh of my left breast, and I bite down hard on my lower lip to stifle my scream.

He turns his attention to my other breast and his free hand moves down my stomach to the waistline of my pants. He is almost tender in his exploration on my stomach and I try to fight away thoughts of Bill. He is trying to mess with my mind, and I hate to admit it, but it is working. When he pops the button of my pants open, the memories of Bill are gone and the fear is back. I try to get my wrists free once more and I am surprised when I can almost get them free.

"I can let you go, if you'd like," Leoben's mouth is now next to my ear, "but you are going to have to cooperate. I can take you whether you are freely writhing beneath me or pinned against the wall with you fighting me. Either way, you will be mine."

I now had another choice, and I was fighting with myself about each option. I could give in and just lay there, or I could try to fight him every step of the way. Do I give him what he wants without a fight, or do I stand my ground?

"I will make sure that he knows that you were used. He will be able to see it in your eyes and your appearance. When he asks you what happened and who you fraked, you can say it was me," he growled in a dangerously low voice as he looked directly into my eyes, "I will make you mine, Laura."

With his last statement ringing in my ears, I am suddenly crashing to the hard ground as he throws me across the room. I look up quickly, fearing that he will attack me while I am down, but he is headed towards the cell door.

"Until next time," he grinned over his shoulder before he walked out the now open door.

For the first time since I was brought here, I curl up into a ball and hold my knees to my chest. I feel tears sting my eyes, and for the first time in a long while, I let them fall.

TBC….