Lee awoke slowly, the room, of course was still dark, and wouldn't give any hint as to what time of day it was. Somehow, he assumed it was night. He blinked, letting his eyes adjust to the lack of light in the room. It didn't look like his bunk, then Lee remembered where he was, he brushed back the stray hairs from Kara's forehead. Feeling her warm weight against him, her head resting on his chest. He moved his arms gently, to hold here there on top of him, it felt right. Nothing had ever felt so right to Lee before. It took another few minutes of listening to Kara's steady breathing to think of Dee, specifically how she preferred to sleep nestled up alone on the other side of the bed or at least she did, back on Pegasus. A woman he couldn't even bear to look at, never mind talk to, it would be difficult, and he intended to put it off as long as possible. He pushed the thoughts of guilt out of his mind and concentrated on the smooth skin on Kara's back, the sheets were pulled down enough to expose it, and there wasn't enough light for Lee to see the scars across it.

Suddenly, Kara moaned in her sleep, she began to shake and her breathing quickened. Lee held her, preventing her from falling off of him, no he wouldn't let her go, "Kara, Kara wake up."

Her head shot up, still panting. "What's wrong?"

"I had this strange dream, like the one I had when I was on morpha."

"Morpha is known to produce hallucinations, I knew a guy who dreamt of floating above himself in the hospital."

"It was strange, that's all."

"Tell me, it has to be more than that."

"Lee, it's okay, really, it's just a frakking dream."

"Kara." He said insistently.

"Fine, in sickbay, I dreamt I died, and there was a goddess."

"A goddess?" Lee repeated with disbelief.

"And you were there," Kara cut herself off sharply. Giving the suggestion that she was leaving something out.

"And?"

Lee's questions met silence, then slowly she began to speak again, " She put my hand in yours," She confessed very quietly, "Right before I woke up, I was staring into my own eyes, I dreamt something similar, only this time the goddess was smiling."

"That is a weird dream." Lee whispered gently as he began to kiss Kara's neck, drawing her closer.

"You should go back." She told him softly.

"I want to stay."

"And you have to go, you shouldn't have fallen asleep Lee, it's probably been hours."

And with that Kara rolled herself off of Lee, and sat up, wordlessly. Lee got up and turned the lights on gently. He collected his clothes and Kara's, pulling on his boxers and pants before returning to the bed. He pulled on the rest of his clothes before handing Kara hers, and pulling on her pants, again he kissed her as he did so, attempting to soften the embarrassment.

"Is this it?" Lee asked as Kara pulled on her own shirt.

"Is this what?"

"The end," Lee paused for a moment, "Am I just supposed to go back to my job, get banned, sneak back whenever I can, hope that you recover quickly?"

"What would you suggest?"

"I don't know."

Lee felt broken, torn between duty and love. There was no third option; they'd have to make do. Kara must have seen his expression because she hugged him and kissed him, as if attempting to comfort him.

"I love you." Lee said, kissing Kara once more before leaving the room. Lee managed to backtrack through the mostly empty halls to the landing bay.

Back on the Galactica he faced stares as he climbed out of the raptor and made his way to the bunkroom. He was thankful he wasn't sharing a bed with Dee, as he climbed into his cold bunk. He wasn't tired, so he made his way to sit in mess, snacking on disgusting algae-bars.

She approached him from behind, "Lee, we need to talk."

Lee answered her with silence, refusing to meet her eyes, not being able to withstand the pain he saw reflected in them.

"Lee, I heard everything, you know that, I've been embarrassed in front of the entire fleet, you won't even look at me."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Look at me."
Lee turned around slowly, seeing the pain and fury in her gaze was almost enough to make him turn around again, but he stood his ground. "And?"

"I want to make our marriage work, but to do that you have to make me a promise, promise me you won't go see Kara, and that you'll come and see a counsellor with me."

"This isn't about marriage, be honest, this is about you. I embarrassed you; I just had to say it Dee, that's what this is about, I love Kara." Lee saw the twitch of her facial muscles; she was trying so hard to retain her composure.

"No, you don't Lee, it's some sort of sick twisted passion, you can't get away from her; you have never been able to let go of her."

"Counselling won't cure it Dee, it can't be cured, you've said it before, and it's only a matter of time before Kara comes back into my life."

"Regardless, we are married, Kara is married, and this had to stop, now. She doesn't love you Lee, not like I do."

"Okay, so it stops, we separate."

"Separate?" Dee repeated with disbelief

"Yes, a prelude to counselling and divorce, you go your way, I go mine."

"How does that solve the problem?"

"How doesn't it?"

"We are still married." She repeated through gritted teeth, "I will not sign the papers, you'll come crawling back when she fraks someone new."

And with that Lee walked away from the safest relationship he had ever had. And right into his father.