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Distance Enough, by Claira (PG-13)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
Pairing: Kara/Lee
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stars_like_dust
Author Website: Starslikedustdotcom
Why this must be read:
This is a painful look at the distance between Kara and Lee at the end of Season 2 - written post-Crossroads and before Season three began. Claira describes the slow rebuilding of a friendship and the emergence of something more in a way that's honest and completely believable. The prose is just gorgeous, and Claira really has a handle on who Lee and Kara are, and how they act and react to one another. So go read!
After two and a half years of fighting and fleeing, the unthinkable happens; the Galactica takes too many hits in a fire-fight and on the other side of two FTL jumps, can’t go any further. One swift, head spinning relocation later, and the Galactica is gone.
Adama takes command of the Pegasus within an hour, and later, Kara hears through the grapevine that Lee has been demoted to CAG. She is very careful not to ask questions, something she’d perfected over the months after New Caprica. It had been made easier, of course, by a jealous girlfriend and a lot of distance.
Now, though, the girlfriend is gone and Lee's her commanding officer again, and it’s a matter of hours, not days, until she sees him again. She sits alone in the Mess and tries not to look as out of place as she feels.
The Pegasus smells different – more polish, less sweat – and if the goose bumps constantly rising on her skin are any indication, it’s colder too.
She shivers, sipping coffee that is just a sludgy as that on the Galactica. Somehow that's comforting, she thinks, just as a crisp blue uniform stops in front of her and she doesn't have to look up to know who it is. She still almost spills her coffee.
"Hey," she says, and a small, fleeting smile crosses his face.
"Hey."
She stares at him a moment. Command has done good things for him, she decides.
He shifts slightly. "It's good to have you back, Starbuck," he says politely.
"Good to be back, sir," she says, and then the words spill out of somewhere before she can stop them, "I'm looking forward to saving your ass again on a regular basis."
There's a moment when he blinks, and she wants to crawl under the table and wishes herself anywhere else, even the Galactica, and then he actually smiles; the warm, amused smile she used to love putting on his face and for a moment she basks in the glow of it.
Distance Enough
Pairing: Kara/Lee
Author on LJ:
stars_like_dustAuthor Website: Starslikedustdotcom
Why this must be read:
This is a painful look at the distance between Kara and Lee at the end of Season 2 - written post-Crossroads and before Season three began. Claira describes the slow rebuilding of a friendship and the emergence of something more in a way that's honest and completely believable. The prose is just gorgeous, and Claira really has a handle on who Lee and Kara are, and how they act and react to one another. So go read!
After two and a half years of fighting and fleeing, the unthinkable happens; the Galactica takes too many hits in a fire-fight and on the other side of two FTL jumps, can’t go any further. One swift, head spinning relocation later, and the Galactica is gone.
Adama takes command of the Pegasus within an hour, and later, Kara hears through the grapevine that Lee has been demoted to CAG. She is very careful not to ask questions, something she’d perfected over the months after New Caprica. It had been made easier, of course, by a jealous girlfriend and a lot of distance.
Now, though, the girlfriend is gone and Lee's her commanding officer again, and it’s a matter of hours, not days, until she sees him again. She sits alone in the Mess and tries not to look as out of place as she feels.
The Pegasus smells different – more polish, less sweat – and if the goose bumps constantly rising on her skin are any indication, it’s colder too.
She shivers, sipping coffee that is just a sludgy as that on the Galactica. Somehow that's comforting, she thinks, just as a crisp blue uniform stops in front of her and she doesn't have to look up to know who it is. She still almost spills her coffee.
"Hey," she says, and a small, fleeting smile crosses his face.
"Hey."
She stares at him a moment. Command has done good things for him, she decides.
He shifts slightly. "It's good to have you back, Starbuck," he says politely.
"Good to be back, sir," she says, and then the words spill out of somewhere before she can stop them, "I'm looking forward to saving your ass again on a regular basis."
There's a moment when he blinks, and she wants to crawl under the table and wishes herself anywhere else, even the Galactica, and then he actually smiles; the warm, amused smile she used to love putting on his face and for a moment she basks in the glow of it.
Distance Enough