- God, Interrupted, Chapter 12
The only thing Lee, Kara and Sam couldn't work out was how to knock out the Cylon's weapons system without knocking out vital parts of the ground navigation systems they needed to launch as well. That problem was soon solved when Helo walked in with Sharon.
"She's been laying some ground work for us." Helo explained. "She can get us a ship and knock out the weapons systems. We just have to get in there."
Lee narrowed his eyes at Sharon, ready to distrust her, but shook it off. Sharon kept Helo alive, just like Six had kept him a live. So, instead of pretending to object, Lee just nodded.
"Let's hear it." He said.
"Just like that, Lee?" Kara interjected. "Are you out of your frakking mind? She's one of them."
"Yeah, she's one of them. But she's in love with one of us, and I think she wants to get off Caprica as much as we do." Lee turned to Sharon. "Right, Sharon?"
Sharon nodded, a little suspicious of his acceptance.
"So let's hear it." He repeated, ignoring the glare from Kara.
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"Do you ever wonder what really happened to you at the hospital?" Six asked him.
"I try not to think about it." Lee replied, trying to dismiss her. Everyone had long since gone to bed but he wanted to study the map and run the op through his head one more time to make sure they didn't miss anything.
"You should." She insisted. "Did you really think they would just heal your wounds and let you go?"
Lee stared at her. He knew his escape from the hospital had been too easy. But contemplating the Cylons' agenda for him would have driven him mad, so he concentrated on finding a way home instead.
Except now she was forcing him to think about it.
"Do you ever wonder if you're even Lee Adama?"
"What?" He hissed.
"What if Lee Adama didn't survive the crash?"
"But I did survive. I'm standing right here."
"Really? What do you remember?"
"I remember getting out of the viper, crawling away from the fire, the pain…. you."
"And then nothing until you woke up in the hospital."
"What are you saying?" He asked.
"What if Lee Adama died from his injuries and we took his DNA and created a cylon copy? What if you're that copy and you've been programmed to get back to the fleet and help us find the last remnants of the human race so we can destroy them."
"You're lying. You said you didn't know what they did to me."
"Maybe I'm lying now. Or maybe I was lying then." She taunted.
"Maybe." He countered, refusing to believe her. "But what about the prophecy?"
She clicked her tongue and looked at him apologetically. "Your friend has it right. 'The Arrow of Apollo will open the tomb of Athena and lead the tribes to Earth.' Not you."
"My scars?"
"Created to support the story. You couldn't survive a horrific crash and not have scars." She put her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his ear. "That was my idea. I think scars are incredibly sexy." She whispered.
He pushed her away, shaking his head defiantly. "No. Kara would know."
"Kara worked with Boomer for two years and had no idea she was a Cylon."
His eyes went wide. She was wrong about him. She had to be. "Why are you doing this?" He asked, trying to control his fear.
She smiled broadly at him. "Doing what?" She asked innocently, then in an instant, her expression darkened. "I'm not really here."
"I am not a Cylon." He shouted, banging his fists on the table.
"Lee!"
He wheeled around at the sound of Kara's voice.
"Who were you talking to?" She asked, looking around. The room was empty save for the two of them.
"No one. Myself." He stuttered.
"I'm worried about you." She said, moving closer to him.
Lee lowered his head, unable to stomach the fear in her eyes and unwilling to make it worse by talking.
"Lee?" She said softly, putting a hand under his chin and lifting his face to look at her. "I want to help you. Please talk to me."
He wished he could. It was too much for him to handle alone, but it had gone too far now to get her involved. He just needed to get them home. He pulled her into a hug, crushing her body against his.
People are going to die. Six's voice echoed in his mind. Your little girlfriend may be one of them.
Please gods, not Kara. He begged silently.
How can I be a machine when I love her so much?
"Because the real Lee Adama loved her." Six said, reappearing over Kara's shoulder.
"I am the real Lee Adama." Lee mumbled into Kara's neck.
"What did you say?" Kara asked, pulling away a little.
He cleared his throat. "I said, 'Be careful tomorrow.' My father would put me out an airlock if I let anything happen to his best pilot." He gave her his brightest smile, hoping she'd believe everything was all right.
She punched him playfully on the arm. "Nothing's gonna happen to me. I have to stick around to watch your sorry ass."
"And we both know my sorry ass needs a lot of watching." He said as he leaned in to kiss her.
"Let's get some sleep." He said when the kiss was over. He led Kara to the door, glancing over his shoulder before it shut behind him.
Six stood where he left her, looking satisfied.