Betrayed Trust
By AmandaC VRyan
Chapter Three
Pairing: Roslin/Adama. Laura's and Adama's P.O.V.'s
Summary: Trust is a Fragile thing once lost its hard to get it back
Spoilers: Kobol's Last Gleaming Parts One and Two.
DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTER ARE NOT OURS WERE JUST BORROWING THEM FOR A BIT
Laura headed in the opposite direction as quickly as she could. She was stopped in her tracks with, "and where do you think your going? Get back to bed before I sedate you" Connell's brow furrowed in determination. Laura glared at him.
William Adama turned his head, he was faced with an extremely pale, partially clothed President of The Twelve Colonies. There eyes locked for a brief moment, neither spoke. It was Laura who turned away and walked in the opposite direction.
Ten minutes later sat in her guest quarters on Galactica Laura was waiting for the knock on the door, the arrival of the Commander's men to take her back to the Brig, but the knock never came. Maybe, she thought the Commander had decided to play it civilized instead of behaving like a prehistoric ape.
When the knock on her door finally came it was the next day and it wasn't Adama's men calling but Commander Adama himself. He looked rough and that was being generous. His left arm was in a sling his uniform jacket draped around his shoulders. Somewhere inside her Laura was glad of the fact that he looked almost as bad as she felt but more importantly that he had lived. She would never admit that to him of course.
"Commander", Laura sat as she spoke.
"Madam President" Adama paused for breath "I see my XO's been nice to you. A hell of a lot more than I would have been given the circumstances".
"Meaning what exactly", If looks were daggers the Commander would have had several in his chest to match the blast wounds he had already sustained.
"Meaning I would have left you there".
"Well, well typical", Laura laughed as she spoke turned and walked towards the view port.
"How's Captain Apollo" she asked tentatively .
"Suspended from active duty until I decide what to do with him".
"I see".
William Adama could feel his blood start to boil he wanted to throttle the woman where she stood. He knew that despite his mutiny his son had been correct. keeping the president under lock and key was not a very smart move. He wasn't going to discuss the matter with her today, he was too angry, he was angry enough to say and perhaps do things that he would usually never even consider. He had never hit a woman in his life, but gods did he come close with her.
Laura could see he had a tightly pulled rein on his emotions. She knew the next few weeks and months were going to be hard. Working with him would be damn near impossible. Work with him she would despite everything they had the Arrow of Apollo and co-ordinates for earth. Kara's trip had not been a waste of time Laura was grateful for that fact though she wouldn't risk an 'I told you so' not with this man and certainly not now.
"Madam President", he nodded and walked out the direction he came.
Adama was well proud of himself he had managed what he thought to be the unmanageable, to be polite to her. To have a conversation with the president and not have it result in a screaming match. Part of him wanted to then he had remembered what he had heard in the Infirmary and he felt he had to leave well enough alone for the moment. William knew it was only a matter of time before he and The President would have to resolve the issue of her and his son's actions. He wouldn't leave it too long just till he had recovered from his injuries. Her actions, his son were only the tip of the iceberg, her cancer would be the big conversation stopper.
He had his doubts about her from the start the woman was trouble, but he had to admit she cared about each and every person in the fleet and was doing all she could to make there lives more structured. What had irritated him most at first was the fact that she questioned every decision he made and countermanded some. Now he knew it was just her way. She was a school teacher and that's what they do, question the universe. He didn't envy Laura Roslin her position as President. It wasn't a job he would have ever considered himself he hated politics and all that went with it. The question on his mind was should she be allowed to continue as President at all, and if he decided that she shouldn't how was he going to deliver the news to her firstly and secondly explain it to the fleet. Roslin was very popular with the fleet in view of recent happenings. When news got around that he had arrested her riots broke out on several vessels in protest, Tigh had done a good job to quell them before things got to out of hand. Adama knew he could have and probably would have bigger problems to deal with then a President with cancer if he didn't tread carefully.
