Two hours later, Kara's list of things to not think about was up to Lee, Racetrack, Racetrack and Lee, equipment lockers, mindless fraking, Lee's stamina, Lee's body, breaking military regulations, Lee's obvious slight by not telling her he was seeing someone, and Lee's inevitable admission of love for his new girl toy.

"Something on your mind tonight?" Anders' voice pulled her from the thoughts she was not supposed to be thinking. "You seem a little distracted."

Kara gave him a funny look. "Why would you say that?"

"Because I've been leading you through this place for ten minutes and you've yet to ask me where I'm taking you."

"Fine," she said as he slowed to a stop in front of a closed door. "Where have you taken me?"

"Somewhere private," he said and opened the door for her.

Kara stepped over the threshold. It suddenly occurred to her that she must have been doing a great job of convincing Anders she was committed to this relationship. A man doesn't bring a woman to a hotel room unless he's expecting a certain something from her. "We have to be back in that shuttle in thirty minutes, Sam" she pointed out.

Anders' hands slid the zipper in the back of her dress down and nudged Kara further into the room. "We'll have to hurry then."

She looked at him with raised eyebrows. Did he actually think this was the kind of thing she found romantic? A hurried frak in a cold hotel room was nowhere close to the kind of thing that made her heart skip a beat.

"Come on, Kara," Anders teased. "If I remember correctly, you prefer it fast and hard."

He pushed her dress to the floor before she could protest, and Kara silently cursed herself for choosing to forgo underwear since she was in a hurry. "You're going to be the death of me, Thrace."

"All the men say that," she said, stepping forward to unbutton his shirt.

Kara felt bad. Anders had probably been waiting months for this moment. He had put a lot of effort into this night. The least she could do was give him the quick, hard frak he seemed so desperate for. His hand reached out to help her unbutton his pants, and Kara found her mind giving in to a daydream mess, blurring the events that she witnessed earlier with what she was doing right now.

She swore under her breath as Anders kicked his pants off and pushed her against the wall. She wasn't going to let this be a repeat of what went on between her and Baltar the last time she found herself in a romantic position on Cloud Nine. Anders' arms lifted her off the ground, and she wrapped her legs around him. He leaned in to kiss her. "I love you so much, Kara."

As he pushed himself inside of her to the hilt, she tried to make herself remember what about this man had been important enough to make her return to Caprica for him. Memories of that time felt so hollow these days, but it was all she had to draw on. She had believed she was in love with this man once. That had to mean something. She wasn't the type of girl to give herself over to love that easily.

Kara broke away from her thoughts and tried to concentrate as Anders picked up the pace. She felt the tension of having gone months without release build up inside of her quickly and suddenly understood that fast and hard was exactly how she wanted it. She wasn't sure she could take the pain of having Anders dwell on her every curve and crevice, not with this pain building up inside of her heart. She let herself go seconds after he lost control.

Kara let him hold her up against the wall for a few moments as they both fought to catch their breath. Then she tapped his arm lightly, and Anders lowered her to the ground before bending to pick up their clothes. He held her dress out to her without a word. Kara couldn't help but think it felt awkward.

When they were both clothed, Anders looked down at his watch before finally breaking their silence. "Five minutes to spare."

Kara knew he meant it to be funny, but she couldn't make herself laugh. She smoothed her dress down and did her best to push her hair out of her face. It had gotten a little messed up under the circumstances. She was about to say something to break the slight bit of tension that was still lingering between them when there was a knock on the door. "Expecting a guest?" she said with a snort.

"No," Anders said as he sat down on the bed to put on the shoes he had kicked off in haste half an hour earlier.

"Probably just fraking room service," Kara decided. She walked over to the door and pulled it open. Her face turned to confusion as she found herself staring at the Picon recruit who was currently helping her teach the nuggets. "Hughes? What are you doing here? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," he insisted. He pushed past her into the room, walking towards Anders. "It was just time for me to complete my mission."

Kara watched in horror as Hughes pulled a gun out of his waistband and cold cocked Anders. He fell back onto the bed unconscious. "What the frak are you-" Hughes turned to look at her, and the ice cold expression on his face made her stop in her tracks.

"God is ready to put the next cycle of his plan into motion." Hughes raised the gun and fired.

The smile spreading across Hughes face was the last thing Kara remembered before blacking out.