Sitting there in his arms, she slightly ran her fingers over his chest. Though it was the middle of the night, both of them didn't seem to be tired at all. "Sure, I could use a bed time story," looking up at him with a grin on her face. Sam looked so happy and glad to see her smiling so much with what she had been through the past four months.

Sam settled them both down deeper into the mattress. It was their one extravagance. He believed in a good restful night's sleep. "Less than two years ago there was a young man," he scoffed a bit at the young bit for sometimes he felt older than his years, "who met a somewhat beaten up but incredibly beautiful woman who happened to be pointing a semi automatic gun at him," Sam chuckled and kissed her nose, "but he thought that she was incredibly sexy. This young man had one dream at that time. To rid his world of evil doers and get back to playing Pyramid and beating the socks off of the other teams. But something happened to him that day as he stared down the barrel of his own weapon."

"What happened?" Kara asked giggling.

"Well he was intrigued by this woman, as she knew how to fly Vipers, fight like a Marine, swear like a dock worker and kiss like an angel. He fell in love." Sam said smiling. "Well then his love had to leave him behind. Of course he saved her ass from the bad evil doers after she was shot and captured, but he understood why she had to leave. He wanted badly to go with her, but he had people to care for and he couldn't abandon them."

Sam was telling her a story sure, but he was also telling her the things he hadn't been able to say before now. Kara bit down on her lower lip then her grin turned into a huge smile. "Did she come back to rescue his collective ass from the evil doers? I like this story a lot. How good looking was this young man?" She positioned herself closer to his body as she waited for the rest of Sam's view of their story.

"Yes, well she thought he was okay I guess," Sam flushed and was glad that there was very little light in the tent. "So anyway she flew away and he prayed day and night that she would be safe. He didn't think in reality she'd ever find them again for her ship was far away trying to save humanity. But guess what? Months later the young man saw ships land that weren't the ships of the evil doers! His heart soared in his chest that some how some way against all hope that his prayers had been answered. His angel of mercy returned to save him...again."

This time Kara laughed out loud at his silliness as he continued with his story.

"They didn't have white horses to jump down from to embrace, instead it was frakking cold and wet but they did embrace. To add to the insult against romance the evil doers decided that would be a good time to start firing at them."

Kara gasped then giggled some more.

"But they got to safety and by and by his angel took him and the rest of the people to her ship." Sam said as he brought Kara in closer to him.

The sides of Kara's stomach were hurting so much from laughing so hard. She hadn't laughed like this since she brought Sam back to the Galactica and they were getting drunk in her quarters. Their eyes met and Sam moved a piece of her hair that had fallen in her face.

Kara stopped laughing and laced her fingers with his and held onto his hand. "So this couple, where they happy together? Did they..." Sam broke her train of thought with a kiss. Kara couldn't take it much longer. It had been four long months without Sam. And here I am scared out of my mind, she thought. She knew deep down that Sam would never hurt her and fight will every fiber in his being to keep her safe. And she was going to fight right along with him.

"They will always be happy as long as they are together," Sam said a serious tone stealing the levity out of their game. "For you see this young man lost his heart to this angel of mercy. Something that no one else had ever managed to do before. She filled his heart and mind day and night. He dreamt about her even as she was cradled against his body. He craved her touch as he craved food. He yearned for the sound of her voice as a starving man yearns for a bite of bread."

Moving closer to Sam Kara had her entire length of her body was touching his. "I love you Anders. I want you to know that." Kara sank more into the bed and covered herself up with the covers. "Thank you, thank you for not giving up. It means so much to me. I guess we were just meant to be together, rescuing each other."

He kissed her again and gently traced the moist outline of her lips. "If our goal in life was to rescue each other I'll gladly do that. But my fervent wish is to never let you out of my sight."

"I don't think this angel of mercy is going anywhere without her lover, her soul mate by her side." Kara curled up closer to Sam. Even though there was little light coming in through the tent from the heavy raiders flying over, she was able to see his face. "How do you do it?" She kissed his forehead. Kara made the hairs on Sam's neck stand straight up as her hand ran down his back. Their bodies were entwined. "Serious, you make everything seem okay when all of hell is breaking lose in front of us."

It hadn't even been a day since Kara was rescued by Sam from Leoben. These short hours with him seem like a life time. She kissed the end of his nose and hopped out of the bed noticing that she was still in her dirty clothes. "My clothes are still in the same spot, right?" He nodded and she reached down at her trunk and pulled out her sweat pants and sports bra and threw them on. Hopping back into bed she fell back onto her pillow and snuggled up close to Sam. He rubbed her arm and his touch started to make her sleepy. The sun would be rising in a few hours and she wanted to get a good night sleep for once. She was sure that Sam had been sleeping just as bad as she did. Sam held her spooned against his muscular body and felt the tension begin to drain out of her. Her head rested in the hollow of his shoulder, her lovely white blonde hair fanned out over his arm.

"Kara?"

"Hmm?" She mumbled as she opened her eyes.

"I missed you."

"I…" she yawned, "I missed you too."

In the matter of minutes Kara fell asleep in his arms, his warm body against hers. When he heard her even breathing he knew that finally she'd fallen asleep again and he prayed to the gods that she wouldn't have any other frightening dreams. It was one way that Sam would be unable to protect her. He couldn't prevent the past months of her imprisonment from haunting her, but he could and would be there for her if those ghosts reared their ugly heads again. Sam sighed and shifted slightly, bringing her slim form tighter against his own. He placed a gently kiss on the back of her neck and followed her into a deep and restful sleep.

Kara woke up several hours later. Not from any nightmares but from the noises coming from outside. That was the best night sleep she had in months. They were still in a spoon position with his arm draped over her body. It took her eyes awhile to adjust to the lighting. She looked back at Sam, he was sleeping like a baby and she dared not to disturb him. Gods knew what he might do if she did, she hated it when he would wake her up. But he loved her bitchiness in the morning and that's why he always woke her.

Kara slipped carefully out from his arms and got out of the bed. Quickly she grabbed another blanket and wrapped it around her. Walking over to the flap of the tent, she checked what was going on outside with all the noise. The NCP were doing their rounds. "Gods." The thought of humans working for the Cylons made her want to puke. She backed up from the flap and walked over to grab a shirt. Sam stirred just a little as she threw on her shirt over her head.

Sam stirred restlessly when he lost some of the warmth he'd been cuddling up against. He didn't want to wake up but he could hear noise beginning to seep into his consciousness from the outside and he cracked one blue eye. "Kara?" He called out softly in his sleep husky voice that was the norm for him since his bout with pneumonia and he felt the tightening of his chest as a cough built up in his lungs.

"Hey there stranger," she said looking over her shoulder as she pulled her arms through her shirt.

Sam hated the morning ritual of clearing his respiratory system but no matter how he tried to stifle the urge it always got the best of him. "Hey there… beautiful…what's ... going on?" He gasped after the spell was over.

Kara hated the fact that he was still coughing after months of getting over his sickness. She grabbed the bottle of water on the table and walked over to him to sit on the corner of the bed. "Here," she took the cap off the bottle and handed it to him. "Frakking NCP is outside. Day after day I watched them bring in people to the detention center, only half of them came back out. It still makes me want to puke seeing our own race work with the Cylons." Kara ran her fingers through Sam's dark hair, and he started coughing again and with every cough it made it harder for her to breathe. "You okay?"

Sam cleared his throat of the phlegm that continued to clog his airway and nodded. "Yes, welcome to my daily ritual." he coughed once again and took a breath glad to feel the crushing tightness easing. "Doc Cottle said that it's probably going to last a while, perhaps for the rest of my life. But yeah, I'm fine," he got off the bed and glanced out the tent flap. The patrol passed them by at least for the moment. "We can't stay here Kara. I'm surprised they haven't stormed in here taking the both of us. I have to get you out of here."

"Why?" She asked not knowing what went on out here in the city while she was locked away. "Why do we have to hurry quickly out of here? We can hold our own."

What had he been thinking of last night to bring her back to their tent? Gods! Everyone knew that they lived there before she was kidnapped, everyone knew that she had been taken and by the Cylons. "Hurry and dress. Gather up everything you can." He tossed his dirty clothing to the side and grabbed some that were at least mostly clean and dressed quickly.

"You didn't answer me Sam!" Kara yelled as she stood in front of him.

"Kara not now, just get a jacket on."

Grabbing a bag, Kara shoved a couple of things inside of it. If she walked out there now, everyone would know that she was back. She threw her long hair back into a ponytail and put on one of her hats to cover most of her hair. "Are we going back to the hideout?" Kara asked, hating the fact that she was going to be in hiding until the Galactica got back. She threw on her black jacket, shortly after that Sam took her bag and grabbed her hand. She thought to herself Casual, act casual and you will be invisible.

"Just get her out of here", Sam muttered kicking himself for being so self-centered as to want her back in the home they had made for themselves, but he thought it was odd if the NCP were poking about that they hadn't entered their tent. If Leoben had been downloaded again then he would have known that Sam busted her out, and know where to find them. Hell, it'd be stupid not to look in such an obvious place. He would take her back to their underground headquarters but not directly. There were many convoluted ways to get there. "Come on babe and for frak's sake, keep your head down," he instructed sharply.

Placing her hands in her pockets, Kara followed Sam out of the tent. She was still a bit shocked from him being so snappy towards her. "Okay."

Instantly he was sorry for the tone he used and apologized. "Kara, I'm sorry, I'm scared out of my head that you'll be taken again."

"Don't apologize Sam. Let's just get out of here." Wrapping her jacket around her tighter as she left the tent. She followed closely behind him as they made their way back to hideout.

To Kara it was just another prison for her. Once again she couldn't leave or do anything she wanted. Her train of thought was broken as a man approached her. Her heart stopped as Anders was at least thirty feet away from her.

Sam suddenly realized that Kara wasn't behind him. He stopped and turned sharply, blue eyes scanning trying to pick her out of the crowd. He saw her, his long legged stride bring him to her side within moments. Sam straightened to his full height, glaring down the man that had his eye on Kara. He turned and disappeared behind the row of tents. "Damn it," he muttered grabbing her hand.

"Sam?" Kara questioned Sam since he had a worried look on his face.

"It's okay we just have to hurry. Frakking snitches are everywhere," he quickly replied.

"Snitches?" Kara asked hurrying along after her husband's long stride.

"Yeah, they think that the Cylons will reward them for information. They are the Cylon's eyes and ears within the city," he replied in undisguised disgust.