"I don't know." She pulled out a piece of paper from the package and unfolded it. She was curious on who would be sending her a package like is. "Maybe it's my other lover," she joked before looking down at the piece of paper.
I'm trying to help you Kara. I only want you to see the truth of your life. The reason why you suffered and you struggled for so long. That's why God sent me to you, that's why Gods wants us to be together. I'm willing to wait. You just need more time. I'm a patient man. I'll see you and your child soon, Kara Thrace.
Quickly Kara dropped the paper to the floor as her knees gave out on her.
Sam became alarmed as her face drained of color and her knees buckled. Luckily she sat heavily on the bed. "You okay?" He asked since she almost didn't make it completely onto the bed.
Looking at the ground, Kara began to feel the attack coming on. She had never told anyone that her brief months on New Caprica had caused her to have panic attacks. How could someone who claimed to be so strong lose control so fast? "He's back. He's here."
"Kara?"
"I'm fine. Go ahead, I'll be right there." She said not looking at him but continued to stare at the piece of paper on the floor.
"No, stay right there Kara, I'll be right back." Sam snatched up the letter and ran to the hatch calling after the officer that delivered it.
"Who gave this to you?" Anders demanded presenting the thing before the officer. He was young and obviously terrified that Sam questioned him.
"I don't know Sir, I guess it was one of the civilians. He said to give it to Captain Thrace. I guess he knew her before she got married to you, Sir."
Sam swore viciously and then dismissed the young man who took off fast. Sam slammed the hatch closed and grabbed his pants and a shirt, he'd been only in his boxers as he was getting ready for bed with Kara.
"Where are you going?" She asked.
"Get dressed babe, we're going to see Adama," he replied with a martial gleam in his blue eyes.
"What the frak is Adama going to do?" Kara said as she regained herself from her small panic attack and got up from the bed. "Seriously Sam it would take weeks to search through the fleet to find Leoben if he is still here. Hell it took us eight hours to just search through 1/8 of the fleet for his stupid frakking nuke that wasn't real."
Walking over to their closet, Kara grabbed her pants and a jacket and put them on. She was the first one out of the hatch and down the corridor to head to CIC until Sam caught up. "This is just going to be a waste of my time Sam but whatever makes you sleep better I will do it," she said as she crossed her arms around her chest waist as they approached the hatch of the CIC.
He pulled her on her arm to stop Kara and brought her over to the side before walking in. "The reason I want to talk to the Old Man is so that he's aware that that freak was on board this ship if he isn't still! Lords Kara that skinjob is frakking obsessed with you and I'm not going to stand by and let this go unreported or brush it off as a hoax! He's proven too dangerous in the past and I'm not willing to take that kind of risk with your life! Do you know what I went through those four months you were being held prisoner?"
Kara was about to open in mouth but closed it quickly, and stood there silent.
"I know it was no picnic for you either, but at least you were being well cared for physically while I had no idea if you were being tortured in the same way Tigh was for instance or if you were even alive! So go ahead and call me too protective and paranoid if you like but I'm going to do everything in my power to keep you and my child safe!"
"Okay," she pulled him in front of her, "you are too protective and paranoid but I get Sam. I understand, really I do. But I'm not one of those girls that goes down without a fight. You misinterpreted what I was saying. I was going to tell Adama about the note, but there really isn't anything he can do about but bump up the security on this ship."
Kara pulled on the hatch door of the CIC and walked in with Sam on her heels. The CIC was once again busy as normal but with the Recon missions to the planet and getting our people down on the planet it was a mad house.
"Ah just the two people I wanted to talk to. What do you hear, Starbuck?" Adama asks, walking towards her.
"Nothing but the rain, Sir," she replies automatically. "And the pitter patter of little feet," she adds as she rubs her swollen stomach.
"Good. Apollo needs you suited up and in a Raptor at 0700 hours tomorrow and..."
Kara interrupted him. "That's not..."
Adama put his hand to shut her up. "Captain no funny business in that Raptor or I'll pull you out." He said pointing his index finger at her, and then turned to look at Sam. "Lieutenant Anders I need some of your former teammates down on the planet to help with the military personnel."
"Yes, of course sir," he replied automatically, "Sir, there is something that we need to talk to you about," Sam said. He respected Adama very much and was just the littlest bit intimidated by him whenever he spoke to him.
The Admiral glanced from one face to the other noting Sam's controlled features, the working of his jaw as he strove to hold in his impatience and the look on Kara's pale face, she had a light complexion anyway but she looked even more so at the moment. "What is it?" He asked.
Anders handed him the note that arrived in their quarters and explained the situation.
"You can't be serious?"
Anders nodded. "Sir, I want Starbuck protected and I can do that to a great extent but if a skinjob can get some rookie officer to deliver a note directly to us, and then we've some serious security issues that need to be addressed."
"Mr. Gaeta." Adama called out over to him on the other side of the CIC. "Please inform all Marines and the LSO to be on the watch for Leoben or any other Cylons that might have come aboard. Apparently our lack of security built the Cylons a backbone."
"I'll get right on, Sir," Gaeta walked over to his station on got right on the phone.
Adama turned around to Kara and Anders. "Just be careful out there and Anders keep an eye on this one. I will sign Apollo to watch her in air and on the ground. But Starbuck you are not allowed to go anywhere alone until we get this all straighten out."
"Yes Sir." Kara sighed, saluted and then grabbed Anders' hand to pull him out of the CIC.
"Hey!" Sam exclaimed as his wife dragged him out of the CIC, "What gives?" He asked once the hatch closed behind them. "I was going to say something back there!"
Kara didn't answer and she kept on walking.
Once in their quarters, Kara ripped out her jacket and pants as she walked over to their closet. The next thing to be removed for her body was her bra as it fell on the floor. Standing in just her underwear, she looked over her shoulder to glare at Sam. "What gives?" She grabbed one of Sam's shirts and slipped it on. "Are you frakkin' serious?!" She rolled her eyes as she walked over to their bed, shoving Sam out of her way to get there.
Sam's blue eyes narrowed at both her tone and her mood. "Yes I'm frakkin' serious!"
"My gods Sam, I have a mission that starts..." she looked over at the clock on the wall."... in seven hours. I'm almost six months pregnant. I'm all hormonal and cranky. Your child not mine, wants to be just like you! It hasn't stop moving since you woke it up." Kara only called the baby an it if she was extremely mad with him or her. "Do you know what it feels like to have something play a game of Pyramid inside of you? And now you decide to grow a frakkin' backbone and ask me what gives?" She could feel it coming, her eyes were watering up on her. Kara this is not the time to breakdown. You're stronger than the hormones, she thought to herself.
Sam snapped, stripping off his own clothes as he watched his angry wife throw her clothes hither and yon. "Look, would you have rather ignored this whole thing and risked getting taken again? Lords Kara how many times are you going to risk yourself and now our child? You don't have to prove to me how brave you are, I see it every frakkin' day but there is a point where you just have to let me do it for you! And as for Lee being the one that watches out for you during this mission, well I have news for all of you. I'm going to be the one watching your back sweetheart so just get used to it!" He didn't consciously realize it, but he was a little jealous of the time Kara spent with Lee.
"My gods, men are so painfully stupid sometimes!" Letting out a heavy sigh Kara walked up behind her I'm-still-upset-at-with-my-wife husband and pulled him into her. "I'm not used to thinking of anyone else but me. I don't know why it hasn't clicked that I not only taking care of myself, but I'm taking care of two very important people to you." She said as she planted a kiss on his bare shoulder blade. "Do you ever think I'll get used to this mom thing? One moment, I feel like I can do this and then I feel like I am a catastrophe waiting to happen." Every passing day was a mission to find a way to hug Sam with her protruding stomach always getting in the way. "I'm sorry for yelling at you."
Sam sighed, turned around to face her and put his arms about her. "Its okay babe, I know it has to be difficult for you, for any woman to have a tiny ball rolling around inside of you. You know," he took a breath to get past the pain of remembering his family," my sister said much the same thing to my brother-in-law when she was pregnant with her kids so you're not alone. It's my fault, don't say your sorry. I was the one that started this fight."
Kara let out a soft moan as once again their baby decided to join with one giant kick to Kara's kidneys. "Ow… see even Lexie says she's sorry."
Then he tipped her face up to his. "Lexie?"
"Short for Alexandra. I want to name her after my grandmother on my dad's side."
"But what if it's a boy?" He teased her letting his annoyance with her melt away as he gazed into her hazel eyes. He put on hand on her gently rounded belly as he leaned over to capture her lips in a searing kiss that left them both rather breathless.
Re-catching her breath Kara still couldn't believe that the man in front of her, the love of her life, still knew exactly how to take her breath away after she had yelled at him. She opened her eyes and stared into his sapphire blues one, hoping that their child would some how get those same blue eyes.
"I thought you still wanted to call him Samuel T. Anders Jr. or did that pen to you head a couple of days ago change your mind? But I like Thomas much better over all our boy names. Good choice on him taking your middle name. I was thinking about changing her name though to Eris. It would suit her just find right now." The baby was wide awake now and kicking like crazy. "Don't you think? Our little Goddess of Chaos and Terror. But forget we still over three months to pick one." She paused and looked up at him. "What was with that kiss earlier?" She asked as she pushed him toward the bed having an ear-to-ear grin on her face.
"What? So now you're questioning my kisses? I think I'm insulted." Sam said as he threw her a grin that answered hers. She was slowly stalking him backwards toward the bed.
"Insulted? Sammy are you feeling well? Babe I just gave you a compliment." Kara said as she pushed Sam down on the bed.
"What are you planning Starbuck?" He asked loving the sexy look on her face.
Kara put her knee on the bed and then crawled up to him and over him until she straddling his legs. "Oh do I have a plan for my incredible sexy husband but it might have to wait until we get back from this mission of…" She paused and half smiled half frowned down at Sam. "You just had to wake the kid up didn't you?" She asked as she grabbed Sam's hand and placed it on her stomach. "I think it's your voice that wakes her or him up."
With a smile on his face, Sam sat up and kissed Kara's stomach. "Well then I have to say that our child is very intelligent don't you? If he knows his father's voice at this stage," he grinned at her and put up his arms to ward off her mock blows. Then wrapped his arms about her and rolled her onto her back, his legs straddling her hips this time. He leaned over and captured her lips with his, kissing her deeply allowing her no room for movement. He kept kissing her until he heard her groan deep in her throat. "And what has our child to say about that my love?" He asked his hands sliding to her side taking hold of her hands and pinning them above her head with one hand while his free hand tracing her flesh lightly causing her to squirm. "Ah, hold still sweet Kara," he whispered as his lips found the puckered nub of her larger and more sensitive breasts.
"Ordering me around now?" Kara said as she looked down at Sam as his mouth made contact with one of her breasts. She grinned but when his hand lightly squeezed the other breast, she bit back a cry and tried to push him away with her legs. "Get off, get off!"
"What? What's wrong?" Sam asked as he looked at her; scared he had gone too far with her. He let go of her and sat straight up, still sitting on top of her hips.
"See, that's what I'm talking about. I can't even get felt up without feeling as if I've had a mammogram." Kara yelled back at him. She could tell that she had scared him just a little. "I'm fine. It's just a little tender that's all and…" she propped herself up on her elbows, "…I'm tired. We have a big day tomorrow and no one likes a cranky pilot."
"I'm sorry," he said a little shocked at her reaction. He didn't have a lot of experience with pregnant women but then again he didn't think he'd been applying enough pressure to really hurt her either. "Sorry," he murmured again sighing and rolling onto his back as he stared up at the ceiling of their room. "I just thought that you might need a little attention is all.
"Sam, it's not that I don't want you, you just have to be more gentle," she said taking the sting of her remark away with a kiss to his bared shoulder and how she snuggled against his side.
He put his arm about her shoulders and dropped a kiss to the top of her blonde head. "I guess we're both learning all about this pregnancy thing."
"I think we are learning pretty fast. It's going to be a trial and error baby. I think if we can somehow keep the kid out of therapy and a nut house, we've done our job. Don't you think?" Kara asked before she let out a yawn. There was a few moment of dead silence before Kara broke it. Kara turned over to her side facing away from Sam. "We'll just do better the next time around." Kara said quietly before falling asleep.
Sam's mind kept on repeating Kara's last sentence over and over again. Was she serious about a next time? She wants to have another one?
TBC...
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