Bringing Sexy Back
She was nervous. Who would have guessed that such a simple thing as going to Galactica’s gym would freak her out this much. She hated wearing her President’s “uniform” every day, but she hated feeling un-presidential even more. Walking down the corridors in standard issue tanks and sweatpants were getting her some strange looks from the crew and making her feel even more out of place. Scrap this, I’m going back to guest quarters and change back into my...
“Madam President!”
Oh good Lords no…
“Lt. Thrace, what can I do for you?”
“I just noticed you weren’t in your normal presidential get-up. Are you headed to the gym cuz I was headed there myself if you’d like some company.”
“Pffff” blowing her bangs out of her eyes in semi-relief “I’d love the company thank you” hesitating before entrusting Starbuck with her misgivings. “I must say I’m a little nervous, Doc Cottle suggested I rebuild some muscle by going to the gym, but I’m not even quite sure what to do.”
“You mean to say you have legs like that and you’ve never been to the gym? Wow, I’d like to know your secret.”
“I don’t think you’d like it, I’m not sure how high heels would go with your flight suit.”
“Gotcha…”
Reaching the hatch to the gym, Starbuck opened it and motioned with a sarcastic flourish for her to enter. “Madam President, may I present Galactica’s finest workout facility.”Laura couldn’t help but grin at Starbuck’s attempt at trying to ease her nerves.
The music is what hit her first. Loud, fast, bass thumping music. Then the stench. The Admiral was right, it did smell like the inside of a shoe, but not completely unpleasant. A combination of hard work and sweat. Though it had been 20 years since she’d been to a club, she could still appreciate the upbeat music. She’d always loved dancing, whether it be a simple ballroom or getting down and dirty at the latest hot spot in Caprica. The more she stood still, the more her body wanted to move to the steady beat. The words of the current song drifted through her head as she took in her surroundings… I’m bringin sexy back, yeah, them other boys don’t know how to act… Someone named Justin Timberlake if her mind served her right. She walked in on Billy listening to him one time and about had a heart attack because the President caught him listening to dirty music. She just laughed, oh to be young again…
“So” yelled the President over the music “where do you think I should start?”
Starbuck walked over to the radio and turned it down to a more bearable level, giving the other few crewmen the eye in case they dare challenge her in front of the President.
“I was thinking I would show you how to use the free weights and after that we’ll build up your endurance with a couple of boxing moves.”
“Lt., I appreciate your help, but I didn’t come expecting you to be my personal trainer. If you have a work out to do don’t let me hold you back.”
“You? Hold me back? Not possible. So Madam President are you ready to work on those arms?”
Again, Laura couldn’t keep from smiling at the eager Lt. “Of course but you’re going to have to call me Laura, Madam President seems a bit awkward to me while we’re sweating bullets don’t you agree?”
“Ha, agreed, but in the military we go by last names so when I start yelling at you to push harder it’s going to be Roslin.”
“Ugh, you’re making me nervous again.”
“No worries, the Old Man would skin me alive if something happened to you, now let’s get to it Roslin.”
Two Weeks Later…
“C’mon Roslin! My grandma punches harder than you!”
Laura let another punch fly as the music pounded behind her. Sweat dripped down her back, hair in a low ponytail that could come undone at any moment, face flushed with exertion, but damn she felt good. They’d been working at this for two weeks now, and Laura Roslin had never been pushed so far physically in her life. Instead of dreading her trips to the gym, she was looking forward to the smell of sweat and drowning her thoughts in the lively music. Improving her physical condition had been her number one priority, but slowly building a more personal relationship with Starbuck soon became part of it as well. She could see why the Admiral cared for her so deeply. She might be tough on the outside but she was a complete softy if you caught her off guard.
“So, you and the Old Man huh? You two doing the dirty yet? Cuz, if you are, the least you could do is give me the heads up for the betting pools. You know, we could make bank.” Kara asked like it was a completely normal topic of conversation, and Laura almost made an honest reply, but instead halted her punches and raised an eyebrow.
“That depends, are you and Apollo doing each other? Cuz if you are I could make bank in the betting pools…”
“Point taken” Starbuck replied with a broad smile, knowing that she wouldn’t get a real answer, but she couldn’t help trying. I was nice having another female to joke around with about their love lives, or lack thereof. Her thoughts started to drift and she soon found herself humming and swaying along with the music that was always playing in the gym. Oddly enough it was the same song they walked into the gym with on the first day. I’m bringing sexy back, yeah…
“So you know this song too?” Roslin halted again to ask Starbuck the question. “Yeah, it was popular right before we left, I remember dancing to it in the Dionysus Club with this really hot guy from Virgon, good times. Wait, you know this song?” Starbuck repeated mirroring Roslin’s raised eyebrow expression.
“Of course I do, just because I’m old doesn’t mean I don’t like the same type of music you do.”
“Well, you know what I mean, I just can’t picture you dancing the way most people dance to this song, you know…” She needed to stop, she was just digging herself a bigger hole.
“First you insinuate that I’m old, then you tell me I can’t dance…”
“I definitely didn’t mean the old thing, but you need to prove to me that you’ve got moves.” Kara’s mind was working at full speed now, this could turn out to be one interesting workout.
“I don’t need to prove it to anyone, I’m the frakking President. If I say I can dance, then I can dance!” Now she was standing in a defensive position, arms crossed in front of her chest and her face was darkened with an angry scowl.
“Awww come on Ros” Kara said as she started swaying her hips back and forth again in her own dance “you know you want too. Just do this, that’s all ya gotta do.” Roslin watched Kara for a couple seconds before finally giving in. “Screw it, you’re lucky no one else is here” and she threw her arms above her head and moved her hips in a circular motion to the song. Following Kara’s lead she let her arms sensually slide down her sides to rest on the flare of her hips before smiling to herself. Gods she missed this.
“Way to go Roslin! I’m thinking this is a better workout for you than the boxing, all you need now is a military Commander by the last name Adama and you’d be good to go.”
“Kara!”
“Ok ok, don’t worry I’ve got something better” she said with a sly grin, because just at that moment Apollo and Helo stepped through the hatch for their routine evening workout. “How about a much buffer and younger Adama?”
“No Frakking Way. I will not” but she was swiftly interrupted y Kara yelling across the room for the two men to get their scrawny behinds over to them. They both politely addressed the President before listening to Kara’s hair brained idea “So, which one of you is going to help me show her how it’s really done? Actually I’m going to choose Helo, he is definitely the better dancer, sorry Apollo.”
“I can too dance! Just as well as Helo!”
“Not from what I can remember” and with that Kara grabbed Helo’s hands and set them on her waist and started gyrating against him to the beat all with a triumphant smirk on her face. Helo just shrugged his shoulders. “What? I can dance with my wife’s best friend can’t I?”
Meanwhile, a very embarrassed President Roslin is trying to decide whether she could use the distraction to sneak out without them noticing. She was about to make a run for it when Apollo turned his attention towards her. “So, Madam President, Starbuck says you’re a good dancer. I know this is kinda awkward, but ummm…” The President stood there shaking her head into her hand and wishing she had never stepped foot into the gym with Starbuck.
“Spit it out Apollo, you don’t like being put down especially by Kara and you need me to help prove that you can dance.”
“That’s pretty much it ma’am.” Roslin was now laughing into her hands, this was just ridiculous. Kara is so going to get it. Aww what the hell? She could never resist the Adama pout, even if his wasn’t nearly as powerful as a certain Admirals.
“This does not go beyond this room right? Especially not your father. Only the four of us will ever know that the President dirty dances right?”
“Right.” Apollo replied with a handsome smile
“You so owe me. Because I already proved to Kara that I can dance, I think she just wanted to see how this awkward situation would unfold and I’m not about to let her get the best of me either.”
Apollo stepped up and put his hands on her waist, she put hers on his shoulders, still keeping the one foot of distance between each other. They both started moving, awkwardly for the first few seconds and they both caught the beat. She stepped a little closer and his hands moved a little lower. Starbuck and Apollo had slowed to watch them and Starbuck whispered “They aren’t half bad, I mean, you could fit Galactica between them but that’s pretty good for someone you think of as your mom.” Helo snickered into Starbuck’s ear “Yeah, a really hot mom.”
The music had transitioned a while ago into the next song that Kara thought was just as good. Because I can see us holding hands, walking on the beach our clothes in the sand, I can see us in the countryside, sittin’ on the grass layin’ side by side… Roslin actually seemed to be enjoying herself, but that thought was interrupted when the music came to an abrupt halt. Complete silence filled the room, and they all turned to look towards the source. Lee and Laura quickly took two steps back while Starbuck and Helo dropped their hands to their sides.
At the gym hatch stood Admiral Adama.
Oh Frak thought four minds at once. The look on his face said it all, his eyebrows were furrowed in a scowl, his mouth in a straight line, and his eyes narrowed into angry slits. He spoke softly like he was barely in control of himself.
“Kara, when I said show her some moves I meant boxing, not dirty dancing.”
Starbuck just had to make a typical snappy reply “Thanks for the credit sir, but I didn’t teach her anything. Those moves were all her own.”
It was silent for a moment while they were all plotting how to get out of the situation without angering the Admiral further. Lee was pretty sure his life was nearing to an end for dancing with his father’s woman when he said “Give the President and I the room, I think we need to discuss proper behavior of a woman in her office.”
Lee practically ran out, followed by Helo, and Kara, who glanced over her shoulder and mouthed sorry on her way. They closed the hatch behind them and gathered their thoughts.
“Wow, I wouldn’t have pushed her into it if I had known we were going to have a visit from a very pissed Admiral, I just wanted her to loosen… wait, what’s that? Do you hear music?”
On the other side of the hatch a much different scenario was playing out. Bill and Laura had stood there waiting for the others to exit before starting their conversation.
“Bill, that scowl on your face is not fooling anyone” Roslin stated while sauntering up to where he was still standing near the hatch and stopping just inside his personal space so he could feel the heat radiating off her.
Her hips swayed just a little more while walking, she was still sweating and her hair was falling loosely over her shoulders after her hairband fell out somewhere along the way. Bill Adama had never seen anything hotter in his life. He just wanted to lean in and bury his head in the curve of her neck and kiss every drop of sweat from her body.
“Well it fooled them, and that’s all that matters. So why don’t I show you the proper behavior of a woman in your position.” He said while he slipped one hand to her waist to pull her closely for a deep kiss. The other hand reached back to the radio and pressed the play button. Because, I can see us holding hands, walking on the beach our clothes in the sand, I can see us in the countryside, sittin’ on the grass layin’ side by side…