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It didn't take very long for Laura Roslin to make it back to her home.

The vote had been 5-2, with Doc Cottle and Laura being the two against. After Kara had left, about fifteen more minutes of fierce debate continued, no one liking the options before them. And yet, with the specter of another virus that could kill hundreds more a real possibility, in the end, the vote favored the desperately needed medication over the needs of one pilot, and, also one former Colonial President.

She opened the heavy flap to her tent, giving her eyes a moment to adjust to the dimness of the room. Kara wasn't in the living area, which meant she was in the bedroom. Part of Laura wanted Kara to be sound asleep. Part of her wanted to ravish her lover all night long, getting in as much intimacy as time would allow, before...

She didn't want to think about that. Before heading to the bedroom to check on Kara, she pulled out a bottle of bourbon, poured about three fingers into a highball, and pounded it down. She didn't to get drunk. She just needed something to relax her. Quickly.

As she was washing out the glass at her sink, a voice startled her.

"Laura?"

Roslin whirled around to see Kara standing at the entrance of the bedroom. The look of far on her face broke Laura's heart. Laura knew her own expression couldn't hide what the decision had been.

"Kara."

The word barely made it out of her mouth. The two women moved toward each other quickly, putting their arms around each other tightly, both beginning to sob. "Oh, my dear, sweet Kara. I'm so sorry baby."

Kara broke the hug for a moment. "So...the trade is going to be made." It wasn't a question, but a statement.

Laura wiped at her tears. "Yes. Cottle immediately went to D'Anna, who agreed. The medical supplies start to come in tomorrow."

"I only have until morning before I'm traded?"

Laura quickly shook her head. "No, honey, gods no. D'Anna said you have to be in custody in four days. Caprica talked her into waiting four days to take you in."

"Gods". Kara again embraced her new love, never wanting to let go. "I'm so afraid, Laura. I don't think I could admit that to anyone but you."

"I'm afraid, too, Kara", Laura said, putting soft kisses on Kara's cheeks. "I'm afraid, too. But we'll get through this."

"Kacey." Kara became almost frantic. "I need to get Kacey home, Laura."

"Shh, shh, honey." Laura lightly kissed the blonde's lips. "After the vote, well, Galen said they would look after Kacey overnight, leaving us some time...we'll pick her up in the morning."

"We need to work on getting all her stuff over here. I want her settled in here before...before I get exchanged."

Roslin's eyes shut in agony, hearing those words, as she brought this beautiful, wild, loving woman to her chest, not wanting to release her. "We will, baby, we'll have her settled. Oh", Laura said, almost forgetting something, "I told the Council that I did not want the fact that were are...a couple to be made public. Not", Laura added quickly, as Kara started to protest, "because I won't be proud to be seen with you, and for us to be lovers, but I don't want our relationship to be used against you by The Cylons."

"I hadn't even thought of that", Kara admitted. "And those fraker's would use it against you every second-and against me." Kara leaned into the woman who had first been her President, then a mentor, then a friend, and now the love of her life. The comfort she felt leaning her head on Roslin's shoulder calmed her quickly, despite the desperate news.

Laura led Kara over to the couch that adorned her living area, sitting them both down, and letting Kara lean back against her, wrapping her arms around the younger woman, just wanting to bask in holding her. No words were spoken for a while, as the two women simply soaked in each other. Kara had never felt such an emotional attachment to anyone in her life, as she did at this moment to Laura Roslin. She understood now that, all those times she had done such dangerous work for the President, that, deep inside, this was her reward: not fame, nor fortune, but pure, sweet love.

Part of Kara wanted to simply drift to sleep, right there, in this woman's arms, to just feel safe for a few precious hours before the hell that awaited her. But the very hell that awaited her stirred far more intense emotions for this incredible woman. Sleep wouldn't calm the emotions within her at the moment.

Kara broke the embrace, turning toward Laura, caressing the older woman's cheek tenderly. "I love you, Laura. I really do." She moved in and brushed her lips against Laura's, her heart beating wildly as the kiss deepened for a few moments.

Kara backed off, and without her eyes leaving Laura's, she began unbuttoning Laura's blouse, until the garment fell open, revealing a black bra covering Laura's breasts. Without hesitation, she moved the blouse off Laura's shoulders, Roslin moving away from the couch to let it fall. Their eyes were still locked.

While still leaning forward, Laura unclasped her bra, Kara then brushing the straps off of her shoulders, that garment also falling away, leaving Laura bare-breasted in front of her young lover.

"I never understood why guys were so infatuated with my breasts, Laura", Kara said with a small smile on her face. "Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it, but I never understood it." She leaned in to kiss Roslin's lips again. "Now, I understand it completely."

Kara gently squeezed the two orbs, Laura moaning in appreciation as Starbuck gently massaged them both, her own eyes closed, reveling in the lust running through her core. She lay Laura back slightly, so Roslin was now below her, kissing her hard and passionately, then extending the kisses to her cheek, her earlobe, then down her neck, Roslin moaning and blessing Kara's name as she went.

Kara didn't waste any time-time was not on her side right now-lowering her head to a achingly hard, large nipple, and kissing it with her lips, then lowering her lips around it, laving it with her tongue.

"Please, Kara", Laura said in a dreamy voice. "Oh, that's it, baby."

The salty taste on Kara's tongue compelled her to squeeze the other breast more firmly, and to flick that rock-hard nipple with her finger, then rolling it between her index finger and thumb, eliciting more moans form her lady.

Kara sat back up, her eyes still blazing at Laura, as she quickly threw off her t-shirt, then undoing her bra, throwing them away, and descending on Roslin, capturing her lips in a steamy kiss that brooked no denial. Their lips and tongues sought out the other, moans coming from both of them.

"Gods, I love you, Laura Roslin", Kara said in almost a sob, so deep was the passion she was feeling for this woman, as they continued to kiss, their breasts and aching nipples rubbing together. "What the hell have I done without you all my life."

"I don't know, baby, but you're mine, right here and now, and I love you and want you more than anything ever in this lifetime."

Kara released Roslin, crawling off the couch, quickly removing her lover's shoes and socks. She unbuttoned and unzipped Laura's pants, and in one swift, sure motion, tore the pants and her panties from Laura's body, causing Roslin to gasp in surprise.

Kara didn't say a word, as she moved in, moving Laura's legs apart, as wide as they could go, her mouth going dry as Laura's folds were already parted like a butterfly, her desire dripping from her center. Kara had to lick her lips to regain some moisture in her mouth.

She locked eyes with Laura, both of them breathing heavily, even though they had hardly exerted themselves. The desire that was mirrored in both their eyes sent their lust even higher. Roslin tried to part her legs even further, her green eyes commanding Kara to do what she intended.

Kara was tempted to dive right between Laura's thighs, but after moving in between her legs, she again ravaged her breasts, kissing the soft flesh, running her tongue and lips over hardened nipples, Roslin squirming below her, calling out Kara's name. Kara thought to herself, with amusement, that Laura was probably in part because she was loving Kara's assault on her breasts, but wanted Kara desperately between her legs.

Starbuck moved down onto Laura's flat, toned stomach, laving kisses all over it, feeling Laura's legs try to move even further apart. Kara gave a silent laugh.

She at least reached the shortly cropped, small patch of flaming red hair above the junction of Roslin's thighs, the aroma of Laura's sweat, a touch of perfume, and her own, musky-sweet scent filling Kara's nostrils, making her almost growl with desire. She didn't want to waste any more time, as she took the first two fingers from both her hands, separating Laura's long, luscious folds.

The first time she had tasted Laura's essence, she had been dizzy with lust. She had never tasted anything like Laura's wetness. She had a thirst for it that water couldn't compare with. The first time she had touched, kissed and licked Laura's genitals, she wondered why she had ever wanted a man. She had instantly become like a junkie on drugs, desiring the feel, the taste, the aroma of Laura's most private and sacred area, and how she could make Laura literally scream her name in pleasure.

The two women loved each other long and hard, throughout the night. They knew they might not get another chance to do so for a long time.

Galactica and Pegasus

"Engineering, spin up FTL drives one and two." Helo began the process to get them away from the Cylons. Anastasia Dualla was doing the same thing on Pegasus.

"Aye sir, spinning up FTL one and two."

Helo looked over his displays. "Admiral, the board is green, ready to jump, sir."

"Thank you, Mr. Helo. Execute the jump."

Helo nodded. "Aye sir." He switched his comm so everyone on both Galactica could hear him. "Attention all hands, all decks, prepare for immediate FTL jump."

One of the helm officers entered the glowing blue FTL key, turning it clockwise. "Admiral the clock is running."

Helo began the countdown. "FTL jump in 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1..."

Adama finished it. "Jump!"

Both ships de-materialized from the nebula that had been their home for more than ten days.

Moments later they re-appeared in the new jump coordinates.

"Mr. Kelly, report."

"Getting our bearings now, Admiral."

Helo went over to the Dradis screen. "Admiral, jump complete, and we're at the coordinates. Pegasus is right next to us."

"Very good, Mr. Agathon. Get Lee on the line for me."

In moments, the Commander of the Pegasus was on the horn. "We came through the jump in perfect shape, Admiral."

"Commander, I want your team over here in one hour. It's time we start actual work on our recuse plan."

Lee still didn't like the idea, but he followed orders. "Aye, Admiral, one hour."