Canon rumours drabble
Title: Bill's B&B
Author: bsg_aussiegirl
Rated T
(300) word drabble
Another week, another drabble centred on my obsession. Sorry. One day I might get over it.
Bill entered their quarters and was offloading an armful of paperwork to his desk when he noticed hers. It was spotless. Even the familiar too-square photo frame was missing.
“Laura?”
“I’m here.”
She stood next to the rack, carefully folding her clothes into a duffle bag. She was leaving. He physically felt his heart muscles tighten in his chest.
“They’ve found me guest quarters. It would look very odd if I say I no longer want them.”
His previously contracted heart skipped a beat completely. Could he dare to hope she wanted to stay as much as he wanted her to?
“I don’t want to leave the most extensive book collection in the Fleet.” She sighed. “But I have to. I don’t want people to get the wrong idea.”
People. He was people. Did she not want him to get the wrong idea?
Too late, he wanted to say. He already had the wrong idea. He wanted her here; close to him. He had no idea about her feelings. He had no idea where she saw their relationship progressing to; if she saw it progressing at all.
“Here’s where they’ve put me.” She handed him a piece of paper. “Would you escort me? At least, once I go, you can get off the couch and back into your rack,” she added with a snort.
“You’re always welcome in one of my beds.”
Their eyes met and he thought, just for a moment, he saw something flickering.
He took a chance: leaned down to brush his lips across hers.
“I won’t just miss the books,” she whispered. “After all,” she added in a normal voice, “you also have the only private bathroom on Galactica.”
He chuckled as he offered her his arm, his heart swelling again as she gripped it tight.