BSG Rec: Lee at the End of the World
Title: Lee at the End of the World
Author: themonkeycabal
Fandom: BSG2003
Spoilers: Mini-Series.
Pairing: None.
Summary: In the space between the end of the mini-series and the beginning of "33," Lee wanders around the Galactica.
Why I loved it:
I love everything themonkeycabal writes. I want to be her when I grow up -- at very least I want to be able to write Lee and Kara as well as she does. She gets inside their heads so well, I can totally see them seeing and thinking what they do in her stories. The following is a longish quote from the story that I particularly loved:
Turning onto her side, she propped herself up on her elbow, watching him intently. He hadn't seen that gaze in a long time. It was the uncanny one she used when she was out to pry something from him he didn't want to give up. He looked down at the deck.
"Where ya been, Lee?"
Standing slowly, he took a couple of steps away from her bunk, and ran his fingers across the top of the table. Glancing over his shoulder at her, he shrugged. "Talking to, uh, Dad about Viper resources, the CAP, things like that."
"Ah, CAG stuff." She nodded slowly, still staring, but the amused quirk, turned into a crooked smile.
He circled the table, pulled out a chair and sat facing her, one finger absently rubbing at a scuff on the hard tabletop. "Did I thank you for what you did for me out there today?"
She swung out of her bunk with a grunt and dropped into the chair across from him. "I honestly don't remember."
"Well, just in case, thank you," he said with a smile.
She nodded at him with a cocky smirk. "Happy to help."
"You're still insane, of course."
"Never said I wasn't."
"I owe you one," he told her sincerely.
She snorted and shook her head. "You don't owe me anything, Lee. Way I figure it, I thought you were dead at one point today, and then there you were. Then you thought you were dead, and here you are." With a smile, she spread her hands and cocked her head. "See? We're even."
"So, that was payback for me saving my own life?" He frowned and met her dark gaze. "That's an odd way to look at it."
She shrugged and slouched back in her chair, puffing on her cigar.
Considering that for a moment longer, he slowly unbuttoned his jacket and stared at the table. Leave it to Starbuck to make a strange day slightly stranger.
Author: themonkeycabal
Fandom: BSG2003
Spoilers: Mini-Series.
Pairing: None.
Summary: In the space between the end of the mini-series and the beginning of "33," Lee wanders around the Galactica.
Why I loved it:
I love everything themonkeycabal writes. I want to be her when I grow up -- at very least I want to be able to write Lee and Kara as well as she does. She gets inside their heads so well, I can totally see them seeing and thinking what they do in her stories. The following is a longish quote from the story that I particularly loved:
Turning onto her side, she propped herself up on her elbow, watching him intently. He hadn't seen that gaze in a long time. It was the uncanny one she used when she was out to pry something from him he didn't want to give up. He looked down at the deck.
"Where ya been, Lee?"
Standing slowly, he took a couple of steps away from her bunk, and ran his fingers across the top of the table. Glancing over his shoulder at her, he shrugged. "Talking to, uh, Dad about Viper resources, the CAP, things like that."
"Ah, CAG stuff." She nodded slowly, still staring, but the amused quirk, turned into a crooked smile.
He circled the table, pulled out a chair and sat facing her, one finger absently rubbing at a scuff on the hard tabletop. "Did I thank you for what you did for me out there today?"
She swung out of her bunk with a grunt and dropped into the chair across from him. "I honestly don't remember."
"Well, just in case, thank you," he said with a smile.
She nodded at him with a cocky smirk. "Happy to help."
"You're still insane, of course."
"Never said I wasn't."
"I owe you one," he told her sincerely.
She snorted and shook her head. "You don't owe me anything, Lee. Way I figure it, I thought you were dead at one point today, and then there you were. Then you thought you were dead, and here you are." With a smile, she spread her hands and cocked her head. "See? We're even."
"So, that was payback for me saving my own life?" He frowned and met her dark gaze. "That's an odd way to look at it."
She shrugged and slouched back in her chair, puffing on her cigar.
Considering that for a moment longer, he slowly unbuttoned his jacket and stared at the table. Leave it to Starbuck to make a strange day slightly stranger.