This is short, but I wanted to post something. In response to the reviews: first, thanks for the positive feedback! Second, sorry if this story is kinda cryptic so far. I like to take my time setting things up, and let the readers discover things on their own. To avoid total confusion, though, this story takes place in Season Four and deals with the rumored outcome of the episode airing in two weeks. I have the story pretty much planned out, and it'll hopefully have some surprises.
PS- can anyone tell me how to make spaces and breaks in the text? It should be apparent in this chapter where the break is, but it's still driving me crazy not having actual spaces! Thanks!!
In the waiting area minutes ticked by like hours. In the thirty-six minutes that had passed since Sharon stepped back to see Kara, not one person had spoken. Helo had been tempted, once, but one look at the faces of both Adama men caused him to bite his tongue.
It was funny, in that not quite humorous way, how they each loved Kara in their own unique ways. Sharon had mentioned, once, that the concept of the Trinity was central to the Cylons' religion. Looking around the room, Helo thought how he and the Adamas made up Kara's own personal Trinity- Father, Friend, Lover. All the men who cared for her were in the room.
Except her husband.
That thought hit Helo like a Raider and finally forced him to speak. "Has anyone called Sam?"
Lee physically flinched. The Admiral looked confused for a moment, as if he wasn't sure who this Sam fellow was. Neither spoke.
It fell to Roslin to make the first move. "I don't believe he has been notified. Do you know what ship he is on, Captain?"
Helo paused a moment. It had been almost five months since he'd last spoken to Sam. Not since the funeral.
"He's on the Olympus." Lee spoke for the first time, quietly, through clenched teeth. His eyes remained closed.
Silence reigned for a handful of moments. "I'll go call the captain then. See if I can get a hold of Sam," said Helo.
Again neither Adama moved, leaving Roslin to play both family matriarch and the voice of reason. "Thank you captain, I think that would be quite helpful." A look of disgust danced across Lee's face at that, but he quickly recovered his stony expression.
Helo stepped out of the waiting area to make what would surely be one of the more uncomfortable calls of his life.
"It's Lee's?" Sharon still couldn't believe what was happening. Two hours ago Kara was dead, and now she was here, alive and pregnant.
Kara rolled her eyes. "No, it's the Old Man's," she said sarcastically. "Don't let Madame Prez know. I don't think I could take her like this."
Yes, Kara was very much alive, Sharon thought with a laugh. "You might have had trouble with her even if you were at full strength." Off Kara's confused look, Sharon continued. "After Baltar was found not guilty…"
"Baltar's innocent?" Kara interrupted incredulously.
"Yeah, we were all pretty shocked by that one. Anyways, after that, Baltar turned to Roslin and tried to shake her hand. Kinda gloated about his verdict. She punched him."
Kara gasped. "She didn't!"
Sharon nodded. "Yup. Once in the face and once in the stomach. She would have done more damage but the Old Man held her back. Luckily there wasn't any press around. I only know because Helo was there to see it all. He said it took every bit of military training not to laugh."
For the first time since coming back from the dead, Kara laughed. "I wish I could have been there." That thought sobered her. "What else have I missed?"
"You want to know everything, or just about certain people?" Sharon asked, even though she already knew the answer.
"Tell me about them," Kara said.
Sharon didn't need to ask who "them" were. Quietly, frankly, she caught Kara up on the lives of the Adama men.