| Jun. 17th, 2008 @ 10:41 pm The next morning [Plot locked to Lee and Kara pls] |
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Where: their suite
When: backdated to follow on from this post http://cpt-starbuck.insanejournal.com/1445.html the next morning.
Lee was propped upon his elbow in bed watching Kara Thrace sleep. He didn't want to wake her and concentrated on lying quietly next to her, counting her breaths and tracing his gaze over her tattoos. Yesterday had been intense, the run in the woods, what it lead to kind of made his head spin. He still couldn't believe that he and Kara had gone to that sort of headspace and that she trusted him that much and that he had liked being in control that much. It was a lot to take in. His head felt full.
Something was different though. Lee looked again, his glance falling to the chain around her neck, the tags the numbers he knows as well as his own, her wedding ring gone.
Woah
That is pretty big for Kara, considering the rows they had engaged in back on Galactica over this. Lee can't help but smile.
He looks down at his left hand, his own wedding ring symbolising his sham of a marriage to Dualla.
Lee lies back down and toys with it before taking it off and placing it on the bedside table top.
He kind of owes her that.
But this calls for a celebration. Lee slips out from under the covers and pulls on some boxers, before padding to the kitchen and making a start on breakfast. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, tomatoes mushrooms, toast, juice and a pot of coffee. He arranges the spread onto a tray and carries it back into the bedroom.
"Morning Kara, I come bearing breakfast." |
