The faint haze of smoke lingers in the air. Kara stands next their vipers still intertwined. The Chief swears they’re salvageable, but she doesn’t know how. She runs a hand along the tapered body until she reaches her stenciled name. Saving Lee makes Starbuck worth hanging on to. Makes it less insane that she lives while so many never make it to the second battle of the war. She closes her eyes and thanks the gods for her Apollo.
Back in the shadows, Lee thinks he should tell her he’s glad he didn’t die out there. He doesn’t. He watches.
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Intertwined
Date: 2011-04-24 05:49 pm (UTC)Back in the shadows, Lee thinks he should tell her he’s glad he didn’t die out there. He doesn’t. He watches.