Disclaimer; I don't own Battlestar Galactica in any way shape or for, but if I did, we wouldn't have to wait until January.
A/N; This is my first attempt at an Adama/Roslin fic, And it's kind of late, so cut me some slack if it sucks, but please review, and tell me if it's out of character. This is just Commander Adama contemplating his feelings for Laura Roslin in a private moment
When did it happen?
When did it all change?
When did she stop being the quiet little secretary of education?
Well, that stopped a long time ago, If I had the sense to see it
When did I finally see it?
Was it when we ran from Caprica?
No
I still thought of her that way.
When could I finally see?
Was it when we danced?
Or that day when we were talking on Kobal?
When we reached out to each other like that, despite our histories
Yes,
Maybe it was then
I realized what I known all along
She beautiful, strong, compassionate, and dedicated
She is truly a leader
Beautiful?
When did I start thinking that?
When did this all change?
Maybe it was when I talked to Admiral Cain, and felt how her humanity had slipped away, I saw Laura's even clearer
But when did she become so important to me?