After three days of starving herself, Cottle forced Kara to eat and made sure that she did eat all of her meals. Then two days passed and she was shoved out of sickbay since she was healing a lot faster than any gun shot wound Cottle had seen before plus she made two nurses cry. All Kara wanted was them to leave her alone and have them stop touching her stomach since there was now a small hump.

"You'll be the first to know when Sam was awake." Cottle told her as she left sickbay.

But that didn't mean that she didn't like to spend her nights alone in Sam and hers bedroom. For the past week she fell asleep in a chair next to him, hunched over, resting her head on Sam's bed as she held his hand. And every night Cottle would catch her doing this and sent her back to her quarters.

"And what if you can't find me?" She asked.

"Captain you have only two places that you go too. Sam's bed here and the mess for food. When was the last time you took some time for yourself?"

"I can't remember."

"Then do us all a favor and get the frak out of our hair for two hours and get some sleep or food. You need to start taking care of not only yourself but your child as well."

Kara scoffed and turned to walk out of sickbay.

The rest of day after Kara took a shower, changed her clothes, got something to eat she was bored out of her mind. She had nothing else to do, so she brought Sharon back to Sam's cubicle and talked as she watched him sleep. Half of the time Kara was making fun of him.

"I was thinking of playing a joke on him once he woke up. But I don't think I can keep a straight face. I mean look at him, Sharon. He's starting to look like a lumberjack or caveman to me." Kara said as she rubbed the bottom of Sam's face.

"I say more caveman than anything. I would shoot Helo if he looked like that." Sharon replied before taking a sip of water.

A moan makes the two women suck in their breath and jump in their seats. Sam stirs and turns his head towards them. His eyes drift open slowly.

When his eyes land on Kara, she smiles. "Mornin', Gorgeous. Oooh let me rephrase that. Mornin', Death Warmed Over. How's the fever?"

Anders blinked hard trying to shake the fog that muddled his thinking. "Hey there beautiful," he whispered, throat dry and hoarse from disuse. He didn't know he'd been out of it for so long but he felt sore and stiff. "What the hell happened?" He asked.

"I was hoping I was gonna be the one to tell you," she practically jumps up from her chair and leans over Sam with a worried look on her face. "It's been over two weeks since Sharon rescued us from the basestar. Doc did everything he could… but the vasectomy didn't go as planned. I'm afraid their gone."

Sharon breaks the silence, spraying her water everywhere as she laughed. Kara tries to hold in her laugh but it manages to bursts its way out.

"Who is gone?" Then it clicked in his head. "Vasectomy?!" His blue eyes popped wide open and he practically shot straight upright.

"Whoa pal, she's having you on." Helo said as he walked in glaring at the two girls but couldn't quite keep the light of humor out of his eyes. "Hell of a thing to tell a guy upon waking from a coma."

"Well he should get one after what he is putting me through, but that coma made me change my mind." Kara said as she sat back in her chair.

"Coma?" He asked confused. "Right," he rolled his eyes and reached over for a glass of water.

Kara, grinning poured him a cup and held it to his lips. "Better?" She asked when he indicated that he had enough.

"Yeah, are you putting me on again? A coma?"

"This time we're not. You gave us all quite the scare Anders. Your fever spiked quite high so Doc Cottle put you in a drug induced coma. So you're on the mend, seems that the combination of antibiotics he has you on now is doing the trick." Kara explained.

"Damn," he said rubbing a hand over his unshaven hairy face and he grimaced. "I feel like I need a shower and a shave."

"Yeah Kara and I were just talking about that." Sharon said while finishing her water. "We were wondering if you look more a caveman or lumberjack," she grinned at him.

"What did you decide?" Sam asked as he looked over at Kara.

"Caveman, definitely caveman." Kara replied leaning over him and giving him a kiss.

"Mmm should I keep this then? I could put you over my shoulder and drag you off to my cave and have my way with you," he said eyes sparkling.

Kara playfully slapped. "We'll talk about that later."

"That wouldn't be at all advisable at least until you can walk again." Cottle's rough voice cut into the conversation. "Glad to see you're finally awake. The infection is all but eradicated but you're going to have a long road of rehab ahead of you young man." He sounded so serious that made both Sam and Kara look up at the man.

"There is something you're not saying." Sam observed softly. "Give it to me straight Doc."

All the laughter was sucked out of the room. Sharon and Helo left the cubicle to give Kara and Sam some privacy alone with Doc Cottle, but they waited at the door for Kara. No one spoke and Sam's facial expression grew from worried to angry.

Kara glances up briefly at Doc Cottle who shakes his head insistently. "Don't frakkin' shake your head at me. Tell him!" She's starting to panic, but she beat Doc Cottle to the punch. "Sam there is something. But don't worry everything is going to be fine, just like it was before all of this happened." Kara didn't even have the heart to tell him the truth.

"Kara spit it out." Sam demanded.

All through their marriage Kara hated keeping secrets from Sam or even lying to him. But this one she wished she could keep from him, knowing that he would hate her for telling him. She lowered her head down and let out a soft sigh. "There's a ten percent chance that you will be able to play Pyramid at a professional level again. Your knee is so screwed up that another injured to …" Kara choked on her words as her stomach lurches. She covered her mouth, and ran out of the cubicle.

Sharon and Helo spot Kara coming out. Helo notices that face and grabs the small trash can right next to him, holding it under her chin as she threw up in it. "You okay Starbuck?"

Kara nodded. "Yeah fine, just tired."

"Let us take you home and put you to bed." Helo places his hand on the small of her back and he and Sharon led her out of the sickbay.

Sam jerked up at Kara's hasty exit.

"She'll be okay." Cottle assured him.

"Do you mean to tell me that I've all but lost the ability to play?" Sam asked wanting confirmation.

"I'm sorry. There isn't anything we can do short of knee replacement if we had the materials, which we don't and you wouldn't want that as young as you are. That would kill any chance of playing professionally. What you need to do as soon as we get this infection totally cleared up and the healing well established is get you into rehab ASAP." Cottle said.

"What about the Marines? Hell Doc, I only just got in. What will this do there?"

"Well Lieutenant, you're on stand down for at least a month, perhaps more depending on how hard you work, but bear in mind that you most likely won't regain either the strength or range of motion you had before."

Stunned, Sam sat back staring at the older man. "So what do I need to do?"

Cottle pulled out a syringe, "You need to rest now. We'll talk about this later," he said as he grabbed Sam's IV and injected him with morphine to help him through the night.

The next morning Kara returned to Sam's cubicle. Helo and Sharon had taken her back to her quarters last night to clean up but she was too tired to make the trip back to sickbay. Lately she was too tried to do anything but sit around all day or sleep. She felt guilty that she left him alone all night. He probably needed it though to clear his mind and focus on what he needed to do. She pulled back on the curtain only to find him asleep, dead asleep. She quietly pulled the chair over to him and sat down to hold his hand.

"I'm going to help you through this. The first time I injured my knee, I didn't have anyone to push me along. The second time, well I had Lee and Tigh but they were more of a pain in my ass, but they were the ones that got me out of my bed and back on my feet."

Kara paused as she felt someone resting their hand on her shoulder.

"I remember being at your side like this, giving you a similar lecture too. So I'm still a pain in the ass or are we over that now?" Lee smiled down at her and then it vanished.

"What are you doing here Lee?" Kara shot up in her chair and pushed Lee out of the cubicle. "I'm still not talking to you."

"Kara drop it. I'm here as a friend."

"Right," Kara smirked.

"We were once attached to the hip. Remember?"

Kara sighed and paced the small room. "Yeah I remember, but that was along time ago."

"Then you went and married him and I hated you for that." Kara was about to punch him but Lee continued. "But then you were taken I couldn't hate you anymore. I was scared that I wouldn't see you again. I miss you. I miss our friendship."

"But could you ever forgive me?"

Lee sighed and rocked on his heels. "I forgave you a long time ago."

There was a low toned conversation that buzzed through his head. Sam Anders was shaking off the sedatives that Cottle was fond of giving him, but he knew that he'd get no sleep without them as much as he hated to admit it. He awoke very slowly willing his eyes to open. Finally after what seemed hours to him, he glanced about his little curtained off area. He could have sworn he heard Starbuck's voice.

"... said he won't ever play professionally again. Told him that there was a small chance, but Doc didn't want to crush his hopes entirely." Kara said.

"What are you going to do?" That was Apollo's voice, Sam thought, his brain struggling to keep up with the conversation. He moved his head to look through the crack in the curtain and he saw Kara and Lee standing outside his cubicle.

"I don't know Lee." Kara paused and placed her hand over her mouth.

"You okay?" Lee was out of the loop that Kara was pregnant. "Chest pain again?"

Kara half scoffed and laughed. "Is that a new term for morning sickness? Chest pain? More like pain in the ass."

It took a while but eventually Lee's eyes flew wide open. "You're pregnant?! But I thought… I thought Cottle said that you couldn't…"

"I'm sorry Lee but I have to go."

"Kara…."

"Yes Lee."

"When did this happen?"

"On New Caprica." Lee's eyes popped open. "It's not a hybrid if that's what you're thinking. Let's just say Sam and I had other ways of celebrating when he found me alive on New Caprica before Galactica came back." With that Kara walked back in to be with Sam.

Sam's stomach clenched. He knew he didn't have anything to worry about in his wife's relationship with Lee Adama, but there was something in her tone that gave him pause. For a reason he didn't understand, he closed his eyes quickly when he heard the curtain being gently pushed aside and someone, he kinda thought it was Kara, took a seat. He took a deep breath and pretended that he was just waking up. He turned his head to find Kara there; Lee was no where in sight.

Not knowing that her eyes were still moist from almost crying when she was talking with Lee, she looked down at Sam. Damn Hormones she thought to herself. She was going to let them fall, but she had to be strong. Not only for herself but for Sam too, she had to be strong for both of them at the same time.

Kara smiled as Sam looked up at her. "Hey there stranger," she kissed him on the forehead and played with his dark hair. She's glad for once in weeks that he didn't wake up sweating in fever.

"Hey baby, my beautiful little wife."

Kara raised an eyebrow. "Trying to gain points on sweeting me up?"

"Is it not working?" He asked as he tried to find a comfortable spot on the bed. "So what's going on today?"

"You ready for your big day? Of course we are going to take it slow, but I think you should be excited. A real shower, get all freshen up, oh and a nice little shave?" Kara rubbed the bottom of his chin and laughed. "So once you have had some breakfast and I come back, we will get you out of here."

Getting up from her seat, Kara let go of his hand to steadily herself. "I have a few things to do. Turn in some reports, run to the pilot's ready room and plan an Op with Lee, and then I think I'm done. I should be only a few hours, and then once I come back we can start. Cottle I think is releasing you today if I heard correctly."

The room swam dangerously that she had to grip the side of the bed to keep from falling down. Kara shakes it off as just simple fatigue and acts like nothing is wrong.

"Kara? Are you alright?" He asked taking hold of her arm when she swayed. "Doc!" He called out and ordered her to sit down.

"I'm fine Sam," she protested.

"Sit your ass down Kara Anders, now!" He growled at her. "I know you missy. You've been here not getting enough sleep, not eating right and working too hard. Doc!" He called out again.

"Sam, really, I'm just a little tired."

"Exactly!"

"What is all the noise in here?" Cottle demanded entering.

"Starbuck is unwell. She almost fell on her ass just from standing up."

Kara rolled her eyes at Sam then looked over at Cottle. "Like I told Anders, I'm fine. I just got up to fast and lost my balance." She scowled at Cottle but looking intently at both men.

"When was the last time you ate something?" Cottle asked before he lit a cigarette.

"Do you mind?" Kara snapped back at the doctor pointing down to her stomach. "I don't need to be breathing that stuff in." Kara paused to take a deep breath. "I had breakfast this morning but just threw it up before I got here. This," she pointed again to her stomach raising her voice just a little louder, "isn't helping me. I can't keep anything down anymore."

"That's the price of being pregnant."

"I'll make a deal with you, Doc. If I feel dizzy or lightheaded again, I'll call Helo, Athena, Hot Dog or Apollo and have them bring me straight here. Okay?" She didn't even wait for his answer or his permission to leave and was out of the door.

Cottle turned to look straight at Sam and smirked. "I thought she was worse before but now," he laughed, "you proved me wrong. I'll give her something to make her sleep tonight, and then you can deal with her. I'll be back in an hour to check on you, get you out of that bed and get your wife out of my hair."

Cottle pulled the curtain open some more to let his assistance through to place Sam's breakfast on his tray. "Hungry?"

Sam grimaced at the food, if it could be called that, they were on this terrible tasting processed food and it made Sam feel quite sick when he ate it. "Thanks but no thanks," Anders said, he wasn't hungry in the least. "I just want to get a shower and get out of here, okay? He was worried about Starbuck, even though it was like her to insist she was fine when he could tell very well that she wasn't.

"I'm sorry sir, but you do have to eat something." Cottle's assistant said setting the tray on the table and sliding it over to where Sam could reach it easily.

He ignored it but drank the large glass of juice.

Cottle returned thirty minutes later and frowned at his patient. "Don't you know that there is a food shortage?"

"Then by all means give this to someone else." Sam replied unphased by the doctor's biting tone.

"You need to eat that Anders and get your strength back."

"Look Doc, that stuff turns my stomach alright? What good will it do me if I can't stomach it to begin with?"

"Anders? You giving Cottle trouble?" Helo asked as he entered Sam's little cubicle. Sam gave his friend a smile and shook his hand. "Came to tell you that Starbuck will be along shortly. She having another catfight with Apollo and Hot Dog. She's winning I think." He smiled and sat down in the chair next to Sam.

Anders frowned. "I want her resting. She was injured too or doesn't she remember that?"

"Good luck on that one my friend." Helo gave Sam a look that said that had been tried already and failed.

"That is going to have to wait." Cottle stated as one of his helpers arrived to take Sam to the showers and assist him.

It was another hour before an exhausted Sam was returned, showered and shaved, his dark hair brushed back and very sore after his first physio session.

Earlier before Helo came to check on Sam

Kara was still stuck in the Op room with Apollo, Hot Dog, Helo and Athena planning on how they were going to get what they had left of food to the rest of the fleet. The room was silent as the five of them thought of a plan. About every ten minutes the silence was broken from someone empty stomach making sounds. Kara's was the one that didn't the most out of all of them and had to remind them of their jobs and to stop laughing at her. Starbuck, Apollo and Hot Dog were butting heads so Helo and Athena left.

"That's the stupidest idea I have heard out of your mouth yet Apollo." Kara screamed.

"Well your out of the box thinking is just as bad. And just because you're pregnant doesn't give you the right to call me stupid." Lee spat out quickly.

Hot Dog wasn't paying attention to the fight between Kara and Lee and continued to draw on his papers.

Kara smirked and placed her hand on her chest. "You're just jealous Lee that you can't thing of anything better."

Lee threw his head back and laughed. "Jealous? Ah I don't think so."

"Just admit it Apollo."

"Whatever Kara. I'm not going to fight with a pregnant woman."

"Are you afraid that you might lose?"

That time Hot Dog's head shot up from his papers. "Who's pregnant? Starbuck?" He laughed. "Now that's funny."

Kara grabbed the back of Hot Dog's head and slammed it down on the desk. Then grabbed the papers and threw them in Apollo's face and stormed out of the room heading to sickbay. 'Think of something better." She screamed down the corridor.

Hot Dog recovered from the slam and looked at Apollo. "Is she serious? She's really pregnant. Who's the father?"

Lee glared at Hot Dog. "Sam's the father you idiot." But in the back of Lee's mind he wanted it to be his.