Warning- Sex scenes in this chapter

Kara reached out and grabbed Sam's hand as they walked up the stairs to get out of the hanger deck. Looking over the walkway; there must have been a thousand people chanting and praising the Old Man right now. Kara led Sam down the corridors to the senior officer's quarters. She was shocked that she still knew her way around the ship. Of course she did live on Galactica for almost three years. There was no one in sight as they made their way to her old quarters. "Hopefully no one has taken my bunk." They turned down the last corner and came up to the door. Pulling the door open, they saw that it was empty just like the corridors. "Home sweet home, uh?"

It was just as he remembered it from the last time he was here. It was emptier than before, most of their things were left behind because of necessity, but Sam had managed to pack most of their most important things in three bags he'd given one of his men to stow aboard the ship. It wasn't much however. "Anywhere with you is home my love," he whispered against her hair. "For the moment, I think the both of us could use a nice long hot bath." Sam pulled her back against his chest. "He'll never hurt you babe, never again."

"As long as I have you next to my side, I know he won't." She grabbed hold of his hands in front of her and laced her fingers with his. She leaned heavily against him and listened to his heartbeat loudly against her. "From what we both have gone through, I think we need a vacation from everything." She looked up at him with a grin across her lips. "And for starters, that hot bath you mentioned sounds prefect. I'll meet you there. Do you remember how to get to the showers from here?"

Sam nodded, kissed her, grabbed his bag and left the room. Kara grimaced at the piles of bags on her bunk. She just didn't want to deal with that now. She pushed her long hair off her forehead and grabbed one of the bags. Yanking the hatch open, she walked out and started to head off to join Sam. She shut the shower room hatch behind her and started stripping off her clothes, leaving a trail into the bathroom. Steam was coming from the last stall in the room.

And there he was, water streaming down his muscular back. Frak, he was hot! The water was bouncing off his very broad muscular shoulders, bulging arms and a chiseled back. When he turned slightly she could see his rock hard abs, and her eyes stared as his body. Despite everything, she had missed him more than ever. She watched him as he stepped back in the water, and lathered shampoo into his hair. She remembered the few times she'd run her fingers through that hair how it had that clean piney sea spray smell of his.

She brought her mind back to the present as she watched him rinse the shampoo from his hair. Without any thought to what she was doing just standing out there watching him, she opened the door and stepped in. "Miss me?" She grinned stepping into the shower letting the water pound on her face. She stepped out from under the water with her wet hair slicked down her back.

"Did I miss you?" Sam asked pulling her into his arms so that her breasts were squished against his chest. The steamy water cascaded down their skin in warm rivulets, the moisture of the air felt wonderful to draw into lungs that had been deprived of warmth for sixteen months. "Would you like me to tell you just how much I missed you Kara Anders?" He bent is dark head down to capture her lips in a kiss that stole her breath. "I hope that answered your question." he breathed against her ear.

Kara looked up at him and whispered, "It did," she bit her lip to keep from giggling. "Sam… I just want things to be like they were before, only better, you know, just the two of us for now. I know we've got a lot of things to work out and things to rebuild and all that takes time. "I…" And then he was.

Sam framed her face with his hands again and kissed her hard, her long blonde hair was falling in her face from the water hitting it. "Kara stop thinking and enjoy yourself for once." He wrapped one arm around her and pulled her tightly up against him.

She gasped at the sensation as it sent ripples through her body. She gripped his shoulders tightly, digging her nails into his skin. He ghosted his right hand down and rested it on her hip, pulling her closer to him. "Gods, Sam, I missed you so much, I need you more than ever."

He smiled and walked her over and slammed her against the stall door. "Look, I know things won't always be perfect for us, we'll argue, we'll fight, we'll treat each other like crap at times, but I know one thing. You're my soul mate and I can't live without you," he said just before leaning in to kiss her.

They kissed, touched, and caressed for several long and wonderful moments, her bare skin receptive to his touch, and his to hers. Sam took the bottle of liquid soap and slathered it over Kara's silky skin. Gently and lovingly he took up the cloth and ran it over her body. All the while, he had her back pressed up against his chest, while his hands went about their slow and tantalizing work of washing her. He whispered words of love into her ear of things he wanted to do to her, of things he dreamt of over the time of their separation.

When he was finished lathering her front, he turned her so that she faced him once again. The water washed away the suds and plastered her long hair against her head. He buried his hands in the wet strands tilting her head back so that he could kiss her deeply and passionately. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked her over and slammed her against the stall door and roughly commanded, "Grab the top." She obeyed and reached up and grabbed the top of the door just as he entered her in one quick thrust. "Oh Gods, Kara, I need you so bad."

The air was heavy with mist and steam as the two lovers, intent only on each other, made slow and passionate love in the shower. As Sam started thrusting, Kara could feel it coming again. So she met him, thrust for thrust, urging him on with her hips and squeezing her muscles all around him. "Oh, Gods, Sam… Faster... Harder… Now!" And somehow, he did. His thrusts came faster and he grabbed her hips and pulled her down to match his upward thrusts. Then she was breaking, her muscles convulsing around him, milking him as he burst and came inside her. She let go with one arm and draped it around him, out of breath. She broke, screaming out his name with the pleasure of it; "SAM!" and then she went limp.

Sam set her legs down and slid out of her only to gather her close and start kissing her again. His tongue swept into her mouth and then he burned kisses along her jaw line and up to her ear where he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. He kissed his way down her neck to her collarbone. She was spent. He gently gathered her up in his arms and walked them both under the shower letting it was away the remnants of their coupling.

When Anders reached his release within the hot slick sheath of Kara's body, he reached out to turn off the water, opened the shower door and carried her dripping to their bed heedless of the puddles of water his feet made on the deck or on the blankets of the bed. The resistance leader paused only long enough to voice his feelings about her before kissing her all over again.

At his touch, she broke the kiss and let out a low moan, arching her back into his touch. He took advantage and bent to her neck, tenderly licking and biting at her pulse point. "Oh Gods, Sam." Desperately starting to ache, she grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him closer. Sensations shot through her, causing her to tremble with need. "Gods, Sam, I missed this," she moaned and pushed him down to the bunk.

Kara looked into Sam's stormy blue eyes and saw into his soul and knew that everything about him was right for her. He was echoing everything she'd ever felt. It was as if he knew what she had hidden in her heart, that every time she was near him, a little part of her came back to life. Her thoughts flickered briefly to everything they'd lost, everything she had lost and she quickly made her decision. She wanted to live him forever. She felt like she was drowning in him. She'd kissed Sam before and she never forgot the taste because it was exquisite, like rich smoky ambrosia. Greedily, she stole his breath and made it her own, while twining her fingers in his hair as she leaned in closer to him.

As he sat there looking up at her, he sprang back to life. Gods, she was beautiful, her long blonde hair tousled because of his hands, her lips swollen because of his kisses. As he stared at her, she started to blush, feeling shy under his intense gaze. She almost turned away, but before she could he grabbed her hand. "Gods, you're beautiful Kara, and I want you. I missed you too."

Kara pulled back at that moment and looked down and smiled. Sardonically she said, "Is that a resistance member in our bed, or are you just happy to see me?"

Anders chuckled deeply in his throat, the sound reverberating though his chest and tickled her ear. "I think it's safe to say that I'm rather glad to see you. I want you." He waggled his eyebrows and thrust his hips against hers to show just how much.

Kara straddled his lean hips and laid her head against his beating heart. She smiled at him, "I want you too, I need you inside me right now!" As she leaned down to kiss him, he grasped her waist and pulled her close, sitting her in his lap with her knees bent up beside his shoulders and her feet planted beside his hips.

Huskily he said, "Then why don't you take a seat and let's go for a ride?"

"Gladly," she silkily replied as she slid herself down onto him slowly. Groaning as her wet heat engulfed him, he drew her closer and rested his head on her shoulder. Once he was fully seated inside her, she started rocking back and forth against him. He threaded his hands through her hair as their mouths met in another fiery kiss. His hands went around her coming up from behind to cup her shoulders. She arched against him as he started kissing down her neck.

He trailed a hand down her silky belly until he found that sweet little nub nestled in her curls, right above where they were joined. She let out a scream as his fingers found her clit. She could feel her orgasm building. As they started thrusting harder and faster. "Oh, Gods, Sam, I'm coming! Right now!" She shouted as wave after wave of sensation crashed over her. With her last conscious thought before riding the wave, she clenched down on him and felt him explode inside her.

They collapsed against each other, panting. When Sam was able to catch his breath, he said, "Frak, that was amazing Kara, but we're not done." He lifted her off of him and flipped her on her back. As he leaned down to kiss her, he said, "I believe I owe you one," and he captured her mouth in his. He sucked greedily on her mouth. Breaking the kiss, he slowly made his way down her body, stopping briefly to gently bite at her pulse points. Drifting kisses down her shoulders, he lingered on her breasts, taking each turgid peak into his mouth in turn, gently biting those perky tips causing her to gasp. Slowly, he kissed her creamy belly, dipping his tongue into her belly button feeling her shiver in anticipation. He softly licked each hipbone.

Gently he drew her thighs apart, opening her to his gaze. He placed tender kisses up and down each inner thigh until she was restlessly moving her hips and threading her fingers through his hair. "Sam, please, please!" She begged, Kara never begged. He parted her velvet lips with his fingers and thrust his tongue inside. "YES!" She shouted, as her hips began to buck. He continued thrusting and sucking until she was begging again. As she screamed his name and writhed on the bed, Sam felt her shudder with pleasure. He smiled and moved up to be on top of her.

This was all he wanted and needed. He was actually happy for perhaps the first time in his life. Sure playing Pyramid was still a great joy to him for he loved the game, but it could never give him what Kara had. Sam wanted to simply stay in her small quarters aboard Galactica forever. Of course he knew that wasn't going to happen. They would both eventually get restless, Starbuck mostly, for he knew that deep down she was a warrior just as he was. Soon they would have to leave the safety of each other's arms and face the continual dangers that they faced and would continue to until and if they ever found the fabled planet called Earth.

Sam didn't know if he truly believed in that mythical place, but he knew that somewhere out there a place for them was waiting. Some thought that New Caprica had been that place, but he knew it wasn't. Sam rolled them over so that they both lay on their sides facing each other. He gazed into her honey-warm hazel eyes seeing in them the love that spread through his being like snow that covered the ground. She'd wormed her way into his heart and he'd never be complete without her. "I love you." he said simply not being able to express in mere words the depth of emotion and feeling she evoked in him.

Kara ran her index finger along the edge of Sam's ear and stared into his eyes. "I love you too." She kissed his forehead and snuggled up close to him, making her entire body touch him.

He moved up beside her on the bed and leaned in to kiss her when there was a knock at the door. "FRAK," they both said in unison. Kara stood up and wrapped the sheet around her. "Just a sec," she yelled as she threw a towel at Sam, so he could cover himself.

Of course, the towel being a washcloth didn't cover much. "Thanks, Kara," he said dryly.

"Shh," she hissed at him. She paused as she opened the door. There was nothing she could do about the scent of sex that hung heavy in the air, except get rid of whoever was at the door.

She opened the door a crack and almost collapsed with surprise when she saw the Admiral standing in the doorway. "Admiral, sir, sorry. Please excuse my appearance, just… just took a shower," she stammered out, feeling her cheeks grow pink with embarrassment. "What can I do for you?"

"I need to talk to you about something," he looked over and saw Sam on the bed. "But I can see that you are busy, so it can wait. A shower Starbuck?" Adama smiled then grabbed the handle of the hatch and walked away.

She turned around and looked at Sam and grin. She felt like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "So where were we?"