Lee felt for a pulse in her wrist and brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Kara asked half awake.

"Just checking you're alive."

"I'm alive." Kara opened her eyes to look at him.

"Good. So what part of bed rest didn't you understand?" He inquired.

"I'm in a bed and I was resting until some decided to make sure I was alive."

"I think Dr Cottle meant your rack."

"It's too noisy." Kara replied. "People moving about, banging locker doors. It's quieter here."

"We've been scowering the ship looking for you. Dad put out a call for you to contact CIC."

"Sorry. I must have slept through it."

"Sgt Green called and told us where you were." Lee explained.

"Okay." Kara stated.

"So how are you feeling?" Lee inquired.

"If I wasn't pretty sure I'd fall over, I'd hit the next person who asks me that."

"So no different from this morning."

"I'm a little cold." Kara admitted.

"Do you want me to get you another blanket?" Lee offered.

"You went on the same survival course I did. You know body heat is the best way to warm a person up."

"I actually I think they preferred skin to skin contact, but that didn't really work since most of our class were guys."

"Well I won't be taking my clothes for anything other than attempting to take a shower, and the sooner Cottle takes the stitches out of the back of my head so I can wash my hair the better."

Kara moved over and lifted up the blanket. Lee slipped off his boots and slid in next to her. Kara had to move so she was laying half on top of him due to the limited space. She rested her head on his chest.

Lee kissed the top of her head.

"How was patrol?" Kara inquired.

"Quiet. Tyrol's personally running computer virus tests before he lets anything leave the deck."

"Good." She paused. "And the nuggets?"

"We've suspended the classes until you're better I don't have time."

"Lee you need those pilots."

"We can manage for a few weeks." He assured her.

"Okay." Kara didn't feel up to arguing about it.

"So are you moving in here?" Lee inquired.

"You don't like it?" Kara asked. "It's quiet, I don't have to share unless someone does something to get them thrown in the brig and I have an armed guard outside in case the Cylons trying to take over the ship."

"I guess that's true.

"And there is some lovely bar detailing."

"Okay are you sure that bump on the head didn't affect you more than you thought?" Lee inquired.

"I'm only here because the bunk room was making my headache worse if that's at all possible."

"Maybe leaving a note before you disappear next time would helpful."

"I just needed to get out of there."

"Do you want to go back to Life Station?"

"Gods no." Kara stated. "I'll just stay here in the day and head back to my rack at night."

"I doubt that will be a problem."

"Unless you're planning on staging another coop."

"No current plans but I'll let you know in advance." Lee assured her.

"Good."

"So you're headache is really not any better?"

"No."

"What does Dr Cottle say about it?"

"It will go away eventually."

"Good to know he's worth all the money." Lee joked.

"Cottle was that crabby even when he got paid. But then again none of us get paid, since there really isn't a bank or anyone to pay us."

"You should bring that up with the President."

"Not getting paid?" Kara questioned.

"Although you know you'd do this without getting paid even before you weren't getting paid. You just like flying."

"Right now my head is objecting to the mention of flying." Kara yawned.

"Go back to sleep."

"You can stay?" Kara asked.

"For a few hours."

TBC