Disclaimer: Not Mine
Title: The One Where They Dance
Pairing: Laura/Lee
Rating: PG
Author's Note: This be my first fanfic I wrote about Laura Roslin/Lee Adama. You can find this one and the others I wrote at the yahoo group I created: LauraRoslinLeeAdama. Feedback is the spice of life.
Part 1
Apollo knocked on the door of the president of the Twelve Colonies; Laura Roslin and waited for a response.
"Come in."
Apollo entered the room to see the president sitting on the floor. At first he didn't know what she was doing but then she realized that she was stretching. He watched as she arched her back and then stood up to face Apollo.
"You wanted to see me."
Smiling, "So I did."
She's really beautiful sometimes Apollo thought where the hell did that thought come from he thought wildly.
"How do you feel about me," Laura asked abruptly
"Sir," squeaked Apollo
Laura smiled, "Your father dislikes me so much as does the Colonel. I wonder how you feel about me."
Apollo thought a moment, "I'm your closest advisor."
Laura laughed, "You are, yes, but that doesn't answer my question now does it?"
It was his turn to smile, "No it doesn't."
Laura was wearing a pair of loose fitting pants and a long sleeved shirt. She turned slightly from Apollo and shucked the long sleeved shirt off revealing a white tank top underneath.
"Definitely beautiful." I respect you very much.
Apollo wasn't aware that he'd reversed his thought and statement. At the odd look he received from the woman before him he got slightly paranoid.
"What?"
"You called me beautiful."
"I did?"
"You did."
"I'm sorry," immediately came forth
"Whatever for Lee, I'm very flattered."
Apollo blushed pink, "What I meant to tell you is that I respect you very much."
Laura smiled widely, "So the beautiful comment was just a thought?"
"Yes sir."
"Laura."
"Pardon?"
"My name is Laura."
Apollo sputtered a moment, "But you're the president."
She smiled as she put on a black suit jacket and turned to him, "That very well may be but I'm still a human being. I want at least one person around me to call me by my first name."
"I think that I can handle that."
"I'm glad."
Apollo took in a breath, "Laura," that wasn't to hard
"Yes," she asked with a grin
"How do you feel about me? I know that you and my father don't get along."
He saw a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, "I think that you are incredibly hot."
Apollo laughed heartily at hearing this, "Thanks."
"I also respect you very much Apollo."
"Glad to hear it."
Laura sighed, "I don't want to go to this banquet," she muttered after a moment
"It's not going to be that bad."
The look on her face said otherwise, "You're not me."
"No I'm not but I'm going to be there too."
She turned to Apollo, "You will keep me from going quite insane and killing someone?"
"I will certainly try," Apollo remarked with a straight face
Laura laughed, "Good to know."
I love hearing her laugh Apollo thought Stop it she is the president for fraks sake. That doesn't mean she's not beautiful. Hmm.
"Are you alright," Laura asks of him
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"You drifted off there for a second."
"I'm good."
Laura turned to the mirror in her room and sighed heavily.
"What is it?"
"I'm tired of wearing the same thing all the time."
"Sorry."
"It's really not your fault," she remarked with a shrug
Apollo smiled slight, "I'll be right back."
Before Laura could respond Apollo had opened her door and was off.
"Nut."
After about twenty minutes the door opened and Apollo reentered carrying a large box in his arms.
"What's this?"
Apollo shut the door and set the box down on her desk.
"Open it."
Laura opened the box to see a beautiful lavender dress. She fingered the dress in wonder at its beauty, "Wow."
"I was going to give it to one of my best friends for her birthday but that won't be happening now."
Laura looked up at him, "I can't except this."
"I want you to have it Laura. It would just be collecting dust in my closet if you don't take it."
"We can't have that."
"Nope."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Put it on and let's see if it fits. It looks like it would fit you."
Laura made a circular motion with her finger and Apollo turned around after grinning broadly at her.
"What do you think," Laura asked after a few minutes
Apollo turned and the breath caught in his throat at the sight before him, "Beautiful."
Laura flushed slightly at him staring so openly at her. The dress fit her curves in all the right places and showed just enough cleavage to make you want to see more and best of all it had slits up both sides near up to her thighs showing off her beautiful legs.
"You think so?"
Apollo could only nod to her question for words had utterly failed him at the moment.
"Thank you Captain."
"Lee."
"Pardon?"
"I like it when you call me Lee."
"So it shall be."
"Are you ready Laura?"
"As I'll ever be."
Apollo held out and elbow which Laura took.
In the large hall that was most used for funerals and rallying speeches a large banquet was being thrown in an attempt to boost moral. Adama and Tigh were sitting at their table along with Boomer, Starbuck and several others.
"So when is the madam President going to grace us with her presence," Adama groused
Tigh laughed, "She really pushes at your buttons doesn't she?"
"How can you tell?"
Tigh was about to respond when movement at the entrance caught his attention.
"Oh my."
Adama glanced at Tigh to see him looking at the entrance of the banquet room. Turning he saw his son enter with the president.
"Wow the prez looks hot," Kara exclaimed
Adama and Tigh had to agree to this assessment. Laura Roslin did indeed look amazing.
"Everyone is staring at us," Laura remarked softly
"I think that they are staring at you."
"Sure."
Lee turned to her at hearing this response from this strong woman, "They are Laura. As you already know from my little outbursts today, you are incredibly beautiful."
Smiling Laura turned her head to Apollo; "I should have you around more often. You are very good to the old ego."
"And you aren't old."
Laura laughed, "Whatever you say."
From across the room Adama watched Lee and Roslin talking with each other and smiling at each other and laughing with each other. He got a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach at seeing this exchange, although he couldn't quite place why. He was interrupted out of his musings when the two that were in his thoughts came over to the table. Everyone stood.
"Gah! Sit," Laura exclaimed waving them into their seats
Apollo held out a chair for her and Laura sat in it and then Lee took his own seat to the right of hers.
"You look amazing madam President," Kara exclaimed
"Thank you and please call me Laura. All of you."
"I don't think that would be appropriate," Adama remarked solemnly
"Come on! At least for tonight."
"I think that's doable Laura," Kara grinned
"Thank you."
Everyone quickly found things to talk about and they were all having fun, except Adama of course. Of he was having a good time but a nagging feeling was always in the back of his mind.
Tigh leaned over to him, "Is something the matter old man?"
Adama turned to his closest friend, "I'm fine."
"You don't seem fine. You have been staring at Lee and the president since they entered. What's on your mind?"
"It's just weird that they confide so much with each other when they've only just met."
Tigh shrugged, "A lot of people have formed weird bonds. Under the circumstances it makes a certain amount of sense. Reaching out to other people to help you through."
"I suppose that you're right."
"Can I ask you a question," Sharon asked of Laura
"Sure."
"How far down in the chain of succession were you exactly?"
"43rd," Laura responded
Sharon grimaced slightly, "I see."
Laura reached over and patted Sharon's hand, "Believe me I understand what you mean. A lot of people had to die in order for me to take this post. I lost a lot of friends."
"I'm sorry."
Laura smiled, "Thank you. I try not to dwell on the pain of losing so many people and reflect on all of the good memories that I have of them."
"Very survivalistic of you," Lee responded
Laura turned to Lee at hearing this, "Survivalistic?"
"You know what I mean."
"Frighteningly enough I do."
"Hey!"
The others at the table laughed.
"Sorry," Laura responded not sounding the least bit sorry
Apollo pretended to pout.
"I know how you can make it up to me," said Lee
"And how's that," Laura asked
"Dance with me."
"I'm forgiven if I dance with you?"
"We shall see," Lee responded standing up and holding a hand out to her
Rolling her eyes Laura took the outstretched hand and allowed Lee to take her to the dance floor where they danced to a slow song. Everyone was watching this with a smile and some amusement but Adama was watching the two dance with wonder. That elusive feeling that he'd been trying to find hit him like a ton of bricks as he watched Lee and Roslin dance. His son was attracted to the President. That's what he'd been trying to think of all night. Why Lee's behavior toward Roslin was so disturbing to him, Lee was very much attracted to the woman that he held in his arms. Adama didn't know what disturbed him more; that fact or the fact that he thought Roslin is attracted to Lee as well. Interesting.
After the banquet had ended Lee was walking Laura back to her room.
"That was really very fun," Laura responded with a wide smile
"It was and you didn't kill anyone."
Laura laughed, "No I didn't but I was a little concerned about your father though."
Lee nodded his head, "You mean how he kept staring at us the whole night?"
"Yeah."
"That was a little strange but I try not to dwell on all of the strange things that my father does."
"Good thinking."
They'd arrived at her door and Lee followed her inside.
"Thank you for a most lovely evening Lee."
"Thank you for the same Laura."
For a moment they stood staring at each other quite aware of the unspoken attraction between them. Lee leaned forward and kissed her tenderly.
"I'm sorry."
Laura smiled, "Don't be."
"You're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad that a beautiful young man kissed me?"
Lee smiled, "I should go."
"We should talk soon."
Lee nodded his head, "And we will but not tonight."
"Not tonight."
He kissed her on the nose and left her quarters with a smile.
End
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