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"Stolen", BSG, K/L
He hadn't inteded to kiss her.
In spite of all the promises -- orders -- he'd made -- given -- himself, it hadn't been enough just to see her -- prove to himself that she was there, alive -- after all. They had shared this view -- a broken body on a sick bay gurney -- too many times before. This time -- again -- Kara was the one lying half dead -- back shot as she climbed into the raptor -- on the bed.
Lee meant just to check that she was being taken care of, like a commander would for any of his pilots, but Kara -- his brother's girl -- isn't just any pilot -- she's the woman he loves. Lee would almost rather have died -- nearly did -- than admit this to himself. But you can only hide from the truth so long -- years -- until it rises up to bite you in the ass -- when she married someone else.
But while she's sick, hurt and deathly still in that bed where no one can see, he can let himself -- can't stop himself -- love her. The kiss is quick, chaste -- a brush of lips across chapped, dry skin -- a moment stolen for himself.
It is the sweetest taste Lee can remember.
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"Stolen", BSG, K/L
He hadn't inteded to kiss her.
In spite of all the promises -- orders -- he'd made -- given -- himself, it hadn't been enough just to see her -- prove to himself that she was there, alive -- after all. They had shared this view -- a broken body on a sick bay gurney -- too many times before. This time -- again -- Kara was the one lying half dead -- back shot as she climbed into the raptor -- on the bed.
Lee meant just to check that she was being taken care of, like a commander would for any of his pilots, but Kara -- his brother's girl -- isn't just any pilot -- she's the woman he loves. Lee would almost rather have died -- nearly did -- than admit this to himself. But you can only hide from the truth so long -- years -- until it rises up to bite you in the ass -- when she married someone else.
But while she's sick, hurt and deathly still in that bed where no one can see, he can let himself -- can't stop himself -- love her. The kiss is quick, chaste -- a brush of lips across chapped, dry skin -- a moment stolen for himself.
It is the sweetest taste Lee can remember.
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