He punched the door after it closed behind her.
"Fine!" He shouted. "Go!"
She wanted him to chase her again. Well, he wasn't going to do it. What was he thinking, trying to apologize to her? He had been right to yell at her. She had spent years frakking with his head and it had been a long time coming. Everything he had said to her was the truth, and for some stupid reason he had hoped some of what he said might have gotten through to her. But apparently it hadn't because she was back to her old tricks.
Kara's idea of love required too much energy, too much emotion, and he didn't have either anymore. Love was supposed to be comfortable and easy. Not some insane roller coaster ride he kept getting thrown from Was he running away? Maybe, but he didn't care. After all, that's what she was doing by transferring back to Galactica.
He picked up the report again. A status update on the hydroponics program was exactly the banal drone he needed to get her out of his head.
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She walked down the passage way slowly, hoping that he'd open the door and come after her, but by the time she'd turned the corner, she knew he wasn't coming. She leaned back against the wall, slid down it until she was sitting on the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. His insults from the other day kept running through her head. She was selfish and self centered. She did use him and she did assume he would just keep putting up with it. But apparently, Lee Adama did have a breaking point when it came to her - her running off and marrying another man.
She had loved Anders because he didn't know her history and couldn't judge her by it. But Lee was her history. He was a witness to every success, every failure, every hurt and every happiness. He was her oldest friend and she had just assumed he would always be there, but she was wrong. She had screwed this up so badly, it was beyond fixing. Transferring back to Galactica was the only thing she could think of to do. She was running away and it was cowardly, but when it came to Lee, she was a coward. Telling him she loved him was the bravest thing she had done, but it was too little, too late. It didn't mean anything to him now.
She picked herself up and brushed herself off. She was going to be late and she had to finish packing.
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He finished the report but now he had a headache and his office walls were closing in on him. He needed to go for a walk.
The Pegasus was a big ship. He could walk for hours without ending up in the hangar bay, so why was he there?
Because she was. She was walking around the raptor going over the pre-flight check list, her duffle sitting on the deck next to the hatch. She looked up and saw him, a look of surprise crossing her face. There was no walking away unnoticed now so he walked over to her.
"Did you come to say goodbye?" She asked softly.
He stared at her for moment. There was a pleading in her eyes, a longing for him to kiss her. He felt himself moving closer. Her breathing became heavier and she closed her eyes, waiting for his kiss.
He leaned down, grabbed her duffle and pushed it against her chest.
"Don't frak up." He said, and walked away.