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Lee's P.O.V.
Lee had never recalled Galactica as being a large ship...or one that was built for battle, anyway. He remembered seeing pictures of the old girl in books and various newspapers, and not really considering the length of the halls or the size of the decks and all the other whatnot. Now, as he walked through the same halls he had seen countless times before, Lee wondered just how large and laden with rooms and metal this battlestar was.
He stopped in front of a hatch, and without bothering to knock, he opened it and stepped into the small room. Once Lee was inside, he quickly saluted to a marine on his right, and gave her a curt nod in thanks. Then, he refocused on what was before him. There, in front of Lee's piercing blue eyes, was the sole person he had been searching for from the moment his viper had touched down on the landing deck - Kara Thrace.
A smile grew on his face as he watched concentrate on the number of pushups she was doing. Figures, Lee thought. What better way for Kara to spend her time in the brig than to do pushups?
Lee rested his muscled, bare arms on the bars of Kara's cell, and smirked. He had the strangest feeling that he'd find Kara in here, and he'd been right. He stared curiously at her as she lowered her body to the floor, then pushed it back up with difficulty. "This seems familiar," he finally said.
Kara's arms immediately locked up at the sound of Lee's voice, and she twisted her head to the side slightly. When her eyes met his, she jumped up and stood in front of him with a thick-lipped smile on her face.
"Captain Adama, sir," Kara said with a faint hint of surprise in her tone. Then, a spark of mischief flared in her hazel-colored eyes. "Sorry I wasn't there to greet you with the rest of the squadron. Did they kiss your ass to your satisfaction?"
Lee was silent for a second. He was starting to feel a bit awkward talking to Starbuck, and there were many reasons for feeling this way that he could easily name off the top of his dark-brown hair-covered head. "So, what's the charge this time?"
Kara shook her head and sighed. "Striking a superior asshole," she grumbled. Tigh - said superior asshole - was the number one reason that she was in here right now. It had started at this morning's triad game - he made a comment about her charge for drunk and disorderly in flight school; she fired back with a question about the ex-wife; he threw a hissy fit in her direction and flipped the triad table at her; and she popped him in his saggy, boozy-scented face with a well-executed right hook. Now, she was here until further notice, thinking of a good way to get back at the frakking boozehound without risking another trip to hack, or worse, losing her pilot's license.
Lee chuckled at Kara's snarky response. "I'll bet you've been waiting all day to say that one."
Kara chewed on her bottom lip gently. "Most of the afternoon, yeah." A grin bloomed on Kara's face, and she laughed silently. Then, her attitude suddenly changed from lighthearted to serious as she asked, "So how long's it been?"
"Two years."
"Two years...wow, we must be getting old. Seems like the funeral was a couple months ago." A sad and far-off glint appeared in her eyes as the memory of Zak's funeral surfaced. "Your old man's doing fine...we don't talk about it much, maybe two-three times a year. He still struggles with it."
Lee suddenly had to look away from Kara. They were venturing into painful territory, and Lee really wasn't in the mood to go there at the moment. "I haven't seen him yet."
"Why not?"
Lee didn't answer.
Kara huffed in annoyance. Lee knew that she thought that he was being really immature with this right now.
"Kara, don't even start this-"
In a moment of anger, Kara cut Lee off, and gave him a harsh glare. "How long are you gonna do this, Lee?"
"I'm not doing anything."
"He lost his son, Lee."
"And who's responsible for that?" Lee snapped roughly.
The grittiness of Lee's voice seemed to go right over Kara's head like a bird in the sky. "Same old Lee. You haven't changed either."
Lee mentally cringed at her words. He'd pretty much forgotten how sharp-tongued and punctual she could be at certain times. Then again, it had been his goal to forget just about everything having to do with Kara Thrace. The situation Lee was now stuck in served as a reason why he'd wanted to forget.
"Zak was my brother."
"And what was he to me, nothing?"
Lee gave Kara a hard look. She knew damn well what he meant; she was just being outright difficult right now. "That's not what I meant, Kara," he said irritably. "And you know it-"
"You should go...I'm getting the urge to hit another superior asshole."
Stunned into silence and total obedience by her somewhat-masked threat, Lee nodded, and slowly made his way out of the brig. As he closed the hatch behind him, he sighed; he'd tried to make a simple conversation with Kara. But like it usually did nowadays, the conversation got off-topic, and within a few seconds the two of them would be arguing and trying to tear each other to pieces. Quite frankly, it pissed Lee off that this almost always happened; he just wanted to be friends with Kara, the kind that she could trust to listen to her when she had a problem or two that she needed some guidance for. He was that kind of person - and he wanted to be that type of friend to her, nothing more, nothing less.
Kara, on the other hand...eesh, the woman had a frakking NERVE. It seemed like she couldn't give damn about having a normal friendship with him; she seemed to always want a relationship that was either horrenderously dangerous or horrenderously stupid. Lee honestly didn't know why he went out of his way to be friends with Kara.
Dammit, Lee's mind cursed. Why does she have to be so frakking difficult?
Lee's thoughts drifted to the night he'd first met Kara, and he shuddered at the memory of it. That night had been the root of all his bad luck. In his drunken state that evening, Lee had figured that his actions wouldn't haunt him. Yet, the moment he started making love to Kara, his head temporarily cleared of alcohol, and he realized that he'd been wrong in his assumptions - this WOULD haunt him, and at some point it might very well come along and bite him in his arrogent ass.
All of a sudden, something crashed into Lee, and he nearly lost his balance. "Can you watch where you're-"
Lee was rendered speechless as he looked down. It was like a lightning bolt of shock had passed through his body as he zeroed in on the person in front of him.
It was the girl from the hangar deck - the thirteen-year old.
The sight of her scared Lee. There was something that was so frakking familiar about this girl, but Lee couldn't quite place a finger on it for a second. Then, he looked into her eyes, and he could've sworn that his blood had frozen and stopped circulating: they were hazel-colored, but that wasn't what was frightening him so badly; there was an equal amount of brown and green, and just the tiniest hint of amber flecked around the irises. It was the type of hazel that could lighten or darken based on a current emotion.
Holy frak, it can't be.
If Lee wasn't mistaken - and he was painfully aware that he wasn't - this silver-tongued young girl had the exact same eye color as Kara.
Oh my gods.
"Who the hell are you?" Lee hissed nervously.
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Sloane's P.O.V.
I honestly never saw him coming as I headed down towards hack with Uncle Helo. One minute, I'm running and focusing all my attention on the floor in front of me; then next thing I know, I'm practically headbutting Lee in the stomach and getting knocked backwards on my ass.
"Can you watch where you're-" he started in annoyance, but the second he looked at me, his face pretty much turned the color of paint primer.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked after about five minutes of gawking at me.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, NOW you wanna get to know me. Well, too bad, Apollo. You had your chance, and you were dumb enough to pass it up." It was hard for me not to laugh - I was on a frakking roll with this. Apparently, Uncle Helo was thinking the same thing, because I could hear him tittering like a little schoolgirl behind me. "Now if you'll excuse us, we've gotta bust my mom outta hack."
Lee's breathing kicked up a couple notches the second 'mom' slipped out of my mouth. His voice was barely above a whisper as he stammered, "Your m-mom? K-K-Kara?"
Lords of Kobol on frakking popsicle sticks, what is this guy's problem?
"Yes, Kara's my mother. What's it to you?"
Well, that turned out to be a bad mistake on my part.
"She did NOT do this! She did not FRAKKING DO THIS!" Lee muttered furiously as he grabbed me by the arm forcefully.
Uncle Helo began stalking towards Lee as he dug his fingers into my bicep roughly. "Let go of her, or I swear-"
"Shut your mouth. This has nothing to do with you, got it?" Lee then proceeded to drag me down to hack like a worn-out rag doll, while I clawed at his hand in a desperate attempt to get away from him. It was no use though - his fingers were pretty much locked around my bicep. I did give him credit; the man had his iron-grip hold nailed and thensome.
"Sloane, don't do anything, okay?" Uncle Helo instructed me from down the hall.
"No use! Just wait here! I'll be fine!"
At least I hope I will be.
Lee threw the hatch to the brig open with a loud CLANK, took his hand away from my now-bruised arm, and stormed towards mom.
"Why, Kara? Why?"
Even though she was staring directly at a dangerously-angry Lee, mom pulled her mouth to one side and simultaneously gave him a cow-eyed look. As far as I was concerned, that had to be the DUMBEST thing she could even think of doing in this little scenario. "Why what, Lee? Care to be more specific?"
Ooh, she's REALLY asking for trouble now.
"DAMMIT ALL KARA, WHY THE FRAK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME WE HAD A THIRTEEN-YEAR OLD KID!" Lee shouted lividly as he jabbed his finger at me. "WHY IN THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT I'VE BEEN A FATHER FOR THIS LONG!"
Holy shit, IT'S HIM! IT REALLY IS HIM!!
"Hey, people! Can we stop the shouting now? Somebody needs to explain things to me!"
My voice was immediately drowned out by mom and Lee's verbal duke-out. Already tired of the shouting, - and really frakking annoyed that I wasn't having things explained to me - I gulped some air into my lungs, and screamed as loud as I could, "WILL YOU TWO SHUT YOUR FRAKKING MOUTHS FOR A SECOND?!"
Both mom and Lee stopped with their yelling, and turned to face me, surprise etched lightly in their faces.
Floor's mine. Oh yeah.
"Look," I explained irritably like I was explaining basic rights and wrongs to a ten-year old, "I obviously have NO idea what this screamo-fest is all about. So, would somebody care to explain to me why you guys are bitching and crabbing at each other like a frakking married couple?"
"It's not gonna be me, that's for sure. If anybody's going to fill you in...." Lee paused for a moment, not really having a clue as to what my name was.
"Sloane. My name's Sloane, in case you're wondering."
"All right...like I was saying, if anybody's going to fill you in Sloane, it's going to be your mother." Lee then stepped to the side, so I could see mom without having to look over and around his broad shoulders.
Mom gave me a guilty half-smile. "I probably should've told you this a long time ago, but no use dwelling on what-if's." With a deep breath, she then gestured to Lee, and said in a soft voice, "Sloane...meet your father, Lee."
Holy hell. I was right...Lee Adama is my own frakking FATHER.
I could only gape at mom with my mouth open like a goldfish for a few moments. You'd figure that I'd have a smarter reaction to what she'd just told me, but nope - I was so frakking dumbfounded that it was like I was suddenly braindead. Luckily, my higher knowledge kicked back in, and I was able to croak out, "You aren't kidding about this, are you?"
Mom only shook her head. That little head movement pretty much did it.
"Well, FRAK ME!" I exclaimed.
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Ah, this was a blast of a chappie to write. Anyway, stay posted for chapter five!!!! And remember, REVIEWS ARE POWER!!!! :D
