Apollo
After being poked and prodded for more time than even Cottle ever took, Lee was escorted to a storage room. The room had a bunk bed set against the back wall and a table, complete with two chairs. The guards informed him that they would be right outside, but Lee didn't feel odd about it; enough of Starbuck's pranks had landed him in the brig that guards were not an oddity.
Lee took a double take at the bottom bunk. Cuddled in a heap, completely covered by blankets, was Lt. Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, the love of his life. Sure Lee, you can admit it in your head, but when it comes to talking to her, it all comes out wrong.
"Kara?" Lee whispered. When there was no response, Lee took the liberty of sitting next to Kara on the bed. When she still didn't respond, Lee started to rub circles on her back. Wow, she must really be tired! Kara never let anyone get this sentimental. Lee took this as the perfect opportunity practice telling her.
"Yah know, Kara, I've always had a little thing for you. Well, not really little, more like a huge, ever growing thing for you," Lee started. At the word 'huge' Lee saw Kara's hand twitch. She's awake! That little frakhead's just trying to stay away from me. And then Lee made a huge decision. Just pretend she's asleep, Lee. Then it'll all be over.
"So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you." Lee could feel Kara's muscles clench, but besides that, she did nothing. Rejection. "Right, OK, fine." Lee quickly climbed into the top bunk and prepared for a long night.
Starbuck
The bastard! I'm trying to stay away; trying to let him be happy! But no, he just HAS to come out and say 'I love you'. Eventually Kara registered Lee's soft retreat. No, wait, he thinks I'm saying no! Kara quickly climbed onto the top bunk, but this time it was Lee's turn to be unresponsive.
Kara was cuddling in next to him when he said, "Kara, stop, I can't do this."
Kara froze. He had thought she was asleep, and had probably just been saying it to comfort her. Something she had never been meant to hear. Then why is this the second time? "I thought you loved me." This time, there was no trace of banter in her voice. In fact, somewhere between the 'you' and the 'me' her voice rose several octaves.
"I do." His voice sounds as strangled as mine!
"Then what's wrong?"
"You DON'T love me." Kara choked at the honesty in his voice. He thinks I don't love him!
"Yes I do," said Kara, leaning up and placing a soft kiss on his forehead. "Now get some sleep."
A/N- so a little bit shorter, but I think the whole 'i love you' part makes up for it! please, check out my newest poem 'together', i think it's really good. Also, check out my new forum! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!
michelle
