wisteria (wisteria_) wrote,

Twelve Days of Pilots: 10 Lords A'Leaping

Let's just pretend like I posted this one last night, okay? Thanks!

10 Lords A'Leaping
For queenofthorns, who loves the mythology and "Home".

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Kara felt each one of them around her. Aquarius, Aries, Capricorn, Cancer, and through to the end. Not their actual names – the Lords of Kobol were beyond that – but right here they felt completely real. Like she could reach out and touch them if she closed her eyes and prayed. There was a new chill in the air. She breathed it in and stared at the stones around them. Fingers curled around the arrow, she turned to Sagittarius and thanked the hunter. Thanks for getting her safely off Caprica and to this planet. For keeping them all alive. For helping her find this meadow.

There in the grass, she saw the President and Adama smile at each other, and it almost felt like a miracle after what she’d heard had happened on the ship. She glanced over at Lee, whose skeptical expression had begun to fade. He didn’t really understand this place, and that was okay. It was real enough for her.

And then it began to snow.

Adama looked annoyed. Billy looked dumbfounded. She and the President smiled at each other. Lee said, “What the –“ then burst into laughter. He tugged his jacket close and bounced a little on the balls of his feet. It was so perfectly Lee that she had to laugh as well.

The snow began to fall in record time, by now nearly covering her shoes. Someone needed to wipe that smirk off Apollo’s face. Kara reached down and scooped up a handful, patting it into a ball before he noticed. Then she yelled out his name, and just as he turned toward her, she threw the snowball smack at his chest. He blurted out “Kara!” but she was ready with another that caromed off his shoulder. He recovered fast, lobbing snow right back at her and moving closer, closer, until he tackled her down to the ground. It quickly soaked through her jacket, numbing her back all the way down to her bum knee. They wriggled and wrestled there on the grass, frozen to the bone, until he suddenly stilled above her. Kara squirmed under his blue gaze, his hair framed by the stars above them. His breath was warm on her chin. He shifted slightly, lips parted, and she thought he might try to kiss her. She wasn’t sure whether she wanted him to, but then she remembered what he’d said two days ago on the ship, and –

And then he smeared a handful of snow in her face.

She sputtered, coughed, batted it away from her eyes and saw him laughing. Flipping him onto his back, she retaliated, shoving snow under his jacket and into his hair. They wrestled each other, both trying to get the upper hand, until she heard a loud cough nearby.

Adama glared at them, arms crossed, but with the hint of a smirk at the corners of his mouth. Roslin held out a hand, and her voice didn’t hide her amusement. “Come on, kids. We need to go.”

Not trusting Lee not to tackle her the moment she got up, she looked over at him and said, “After you.”

“No, after you.”

The standoff lasted a few seconds until Adama commanded, “Get up.”

In unison, they stood up, brushing snow off their clothing. Billy took the lead, looking rather tickled by the whole thing. The two adults in charge followed behind, regal in the wintry meadow. Together, Kara and Lee brought up the rear. He elbowed her lightly and said, “Glad you’re back, Starbuck.”

She nodded and smiled, taking one last look at the Lords of Kobol around them, covered in snow that sparkled like a smile, or maybe a benediction.

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End (10/12)
Tags: fic - 12 days of pilots

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