- God, Interrupted, Chapter 9

Once she had gotten him alone in the classroom-turned-storeroom that she had claimed as her bunk, Kara slid her hands up the front of Lee's flight suit and slowly pulled down the zipper. She then slid it off his shoulders and stood on tiptoe to kiss his neck right under his ear.

"Kara, I….Oh, gods." He said as she blew her hot breath into his ear and licked playfully at his earlobe.

"Do you like that, Captain?" She cooed. "'Cuz there's more where that came from." She stood back and unzipped the sweatshirt she was wearing.

Lee grabbed her shoulders gently and held her at arms length. "Who are you?" He asked with a laugh. "Not that I'm not enjoying whoever you are."

She smiled back at him, understanding his confusion. After all, they didn't end on the best of terms.

"They told me you were MIA, presumed dead, and I lost it. I lost you. It was the last thing I ever expected to happen and it did. I was climbing the walls not knowing what happened to you so I begged your father to let me lead a rescue mission to find you but we were too far away for the raptors to jump - the Cylons would have shot down anything with a Colonial signal even if we weren't - and he couldn't risk bringing the Galactica back here and leaving the fleet unprotected."

Lee let out a sarcastic chuckle. His father never did let family get in the way of business.

Kara shot him an angry glare. "The man is a wreck, Lee. He thinks his son is dead." She raised a hand to touch his face and her look softened. "He loves you." She whispered. She took a breath to say 'I love you too' but thought better of it. She had already worn more of her heart on her sleeve than Lee was used to seeing.

She cleared her throat and continued. "So, one day, when the opportunity presented itself, I stole a captured Cylon raider and came here. I swore if I found you…"

He pulled her closer. "You'd hold onto me and never let me go." He finished for her.

"I realized how much you mean to me."

He twirled a finger around a strand of her hair. "But everything that happened between us…."

"Is irrelevant, Lee. None of it matters anymore."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him tenderly then slid her hands down to the hem of his tanks, pulling them over his head. She moved her mouth down to his chin and down the length of his neck, stopping to nibble lightly at his collar bone. She stood back and ran her hands over his chest, slowly touching every scratch and every bruise as if trying to memorize them. She kissed the scar on his left arm and ran her fingers down the fresh scratches on his forearms. She kissed a line from his chest to his stomach but stopped when she saw the four inch scar that ran across his right side, just under his ribs.

"What's this?" She asked, her eyes filled with concern.

He tried to blow it off. "It's just a scratch." He said. He knew it was a bad lie and the look she gave him said she didn't buy it.

"It's not a scratch, Lee. It's a surgical scar."

"I crash landed and woke up in a Cylon hospital. It's all I know, and it's all I want to know. If you're taking inventory, there's a scar on my leg, too." He instantly felt guilty for his defensive tone.

"Did they hurt you?" She asked in a small voice. There was a pain in her eyes he never wanted to see again.

He shook his head. "They saved me, Kara. I cut my arm pretty deep and my leg was broken, among other things." He explained. "They found me and fixed me up."

"Why would they do that?"

"I don't know, and I didn't stick around long enough to find out."

"You escaped? How?"

"It was a hospital, Kara. They have doctors, not Centurions. It wasn't that hard." He had lied to her again, but there were things about his time on Caprica that no one needed to know about, including her. Especially her. He pulled her into a hug. "It's ok. I'm fine. Stop worrying."

He heard her sniffle against his chest and scrambled to change the subject. "I can't believe you went AWOL for me."

She looked up at him and smiled. "Well, not just for you. President Roslin asked me to retrieve the Arrow of Apollo. She says it'll help us find Earth."

Lee felt the blood drain out of his face. The Cylons had asked him about Earth and Six was always telling him that he had a destiny, though she never told him what that destiny was. And he never asked. He didn't believe in that crap.

The Arrow of Apollo? He knew what the scriptures said: The Arrow of Apollo would open the Tomb of Athena and lead the way to Earth. Was that what she meant? That he would find Earth? 'Apollo' was just his call sign for frak's sake. It had nothing to do with him. His knees buckled, but Kara caught him before he fell.

"Lee! What is it? What's wrong?" She led him to the cot and helped him sit down.

"Did you say 'Earth?'" Lee asked. "Earth doesn't exist, Kara."

"But it might. We found Kobol, Lee, and nobody thought it existed."

"This is insane." He ran a hand through his hair.

"You know what I think?" She asked, taking both of his hands in hers. "I think you've been through a lot and you need to rest."

She helped him out of his flight suit and into a pair of sweats, then spooned up behind him on the narrow bed. Lee curled his fingers through hers and brought her hand up to his mouth, kissing it softly.

"I'm glad you're here." He mumbled before sleep took him.

She kissed the back of his shoulder. "Me too."