Oh frak me. How did she get that? The President is going to kill me. Not to mention Dad and Dee. Soon the whole fleet will know about the baby. I can't let this happen. Have to control this fast. They all know that I cheated on Dee now, Lee's brain screamed.
"Dee, calm down and come with me. NOW!" Lee reached for her arm. Dee slapped his hand away.
"What for? Can't handle everyone knowing that the CAG isn't perfect. That he makes mistakes like sleeping with the slut over there," pointing over towards Kara.
"Oh you are in for it now!" yelled Kara as she threw herself at Dee, crashing her to the floor. Punches and blows were exchanged between the two before Helo and Apollo broke them up.
"You bitch. Couldn't leave him alone could you? You happy now?" sobbed Dee as Lee's arm held her back.
"I haven't touched Lee since Groundbreaking Day. So it sure as hell can't be mine can it?" Kara replied, spitting out the blood in her mouth.
"Come on lets get you to Sickbay. You're gonna need stitches for that." Helo replied before dragging Kara away from the scene.
"Let go of me, Lee. You lost the right to touch me when you cheated on me." Dee scowled at him before slapping him. She turned and headed off to the Sickbay to be stitched up, leaving a stunned Lee behind, rubbing his swollen cheek. The whole deck went quietly went back to work, wondering what just happened.
Dee trudged down the A framed halls of Galactica, trying hard not to let the tears flow. It hurt so much. Not just the physical pain caused by Starbuck but by the emotional pain of Lee. He made her heart throb with sorrow. Sorrow for the child that was not hers. Sorrow for the family she could not have.
Upon entering the Sickbay, she noticed Starbuck already with Cottle, checking out the cut on her forehead. She sighed and went to sit on one of the empty beds. Passing the closed curtains, she spied the President laying on one of the beds, hands resting over her stomach protectively.
"Madame President, are you ok?" she quietly asked drawing the curtains back, entering the enclosed area.
"Oh I am fine, Dee. Just waiting for my check up with Cottle." Laura responded sitting up in her bed.
"What happened to your face? Did something go wrong in the CIC?" She said startled at the thought that Bill could be hurt.
"Oh nothing like that Madame President. I had a fight with Starbuck." Dee sighed at she sat on the end of Laura's bed.
"Starbuck hit you? Why would she do that?"
"Well you see Madame President I kinda egged her on, calling her a slut for sleeping with my husband."
"You have proof that she did, don't you? I don't think the Admiral will be happy when he hears that Starbuck hit his daughter in law."
"Of course I have proof. I found this in his draw. It certainly isn't mine." Dee sobbed, tears threatening to spill down her face. She handed of the sonogram picture.
"Oh my! That certainly is proof of his infidelity. But are you certain it's Starbucks?" Laura replied hesitantly. She knew the photo was of her baby. How could Lee be so stupid, leaving it around like that.
Just at that moment Lee burst into the room, "Dee, please listen to me I didn't mean... oh Madame President I didn't see you there"
Lee watched as Laura handed back the black and white photo to Dee. His face fell.
Shit! She knows now that Dee knows. Frak! What happens when Dee finds out that its Laura's baby not Starbucks?
The President merely replied, "That's ok Lee. I was just talking to Dee here about your upcoming fatherhood."
What? Upcoming father hood? Did that mean the baby was his?
Dee look between the two, knowing something was up between the pair. Laura was nervous and fidgeting and Lee constantly stole glances to her abdomen. Does that mean Lee slept with Laura? Could the baby in the photo be her baby?
Before she could open her mouth to ask, the curtain flew open for the second time and there stood the Admiral and Cottle.
"Come with me, Lieutenant. We need to get those cuts looked at." Cottle said gruffly, looking at the trio. Dee attempted to protest but the look on the Admiral's face told her not to. She quietly left the room with Cottle.
"Madame President, Major Adama. Seems you all ready know about the fight, Madame President. Doing a great job comforting the family," sarcasm dripping from Bill's rough voice.
"It was not my intention for it to be found out this way, Bill" Laura replied, her voice filled with sadness and longing.
"Do not call me that, Madame President. It implies we are friends. We were once but not now." He growled back at her. The anger still present; ever growing. His hands clenched at his sides.