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Between the Bars by Spooky (PG)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Pairing: Kara, Lee
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
themonkeycabal
Author Website: Spook's fic library
Why this must be read: There's a lot of stories out there that look at what Kara and Lee's relationship might have been like before the miniseries, that try to flesh out the moments that came before what we saw onscreen, but this fic, in my opinion, is one of the best. With clear writing, and spot on characterisations, this fic is a must read.
"You tracked me from the Lounge?" She asks, her voice flat but with an edge of ice.
"That's right," he tells her, ignoring the ice.
"What are you? A frakking stalker?"
The ice is replaced by heat and she's just a step closer. He's always been fascinated by that fire -- it scares some, but he's never been afraid. In the long, dark hours before dawn, he can admit to himself that he savors the burn.
"That's right, Kara. I love watching you self-destruct. It's my sole purpose in life." Of course, he's got heat of his own. They're probably too volatile a mix for their own good.
Between the Bars
Pairing: Kara, Lee
Author on LJ:
themonkeycabalAuthor Website: Spook's fic library
Why this must be read: There's a lot of stories out there that look at what Kara and Lee's relationship might have been like before the miniseries, that try to flesh out the moments that came before what we saw onscreen, but this fic, in my opinion, is one of the best. With clear writing, and spot on characterisations, this fic is a must read.
"You tracked me from the Lounge?" She asks, her voice flat but with an edge of ice.
"That's right," he tells her, ignoring the ice.
"What are you? A frakking stalker?"
The ice is replaced by heat and she's just a step closer. He's always been fascinated by that fire -- it scares some, but he's never been afraid. In the long, dark hours before dawn, he can admit to himself that he savors the burn.
"That's right, Kara. I love watching you self-destruct. It's my sole purpose in life." Of course, he's got heat of his own. They're probably too volatile a mix for their own good.
Between the Bars