prudence ~ BSG (Kara/Julia)
title: the path of ashes (formerly the embryo becomes a fish)
prompt: #91 prudence
fandom: Battlestar Galactica
pairing: Kara/Julia
rating: R
words: 250
thanks: to aeonian and iamsab, for being there (and to mandysbitch, who offered some belated edits)
A/N: part of The Map (spoilers through "Torn")
Kara can't tell. She chokes on the words like rising bile. She can't tell the men who loved her, before a Cylon did (her husband, the Admiral, his son). She can't tell Tigh, who wears his trauma on his flesh. And Laura (Laura on the wireless in her new white suit: prophet before lover, mother, partner) -- she can tell Laura least of all.
She sits on the cot next to Julia, watches her watch Kacey play. There's this look on her face (terrifying, infinite devotion), and the words vomit from Kara in a fountain of horror ("I was his prisoner for months. I lost count of how many times I killed him. He told me she was ours").
Julia cups Kara's face in her palm. "We all became family, down there. We hated each other like family."
Kara wants a family more than anything. She buries her hand in Julia's hair, closes her fist to pull her closer. She says, "Let's find a babysitter."
Kara scouts out a hiding place: the carcass of a raptor that was totaled in the exodus. She presses Julia against the scorched inner hull and kisses her. Kara knows that this is reckless (sinful). When she's twisting her fingers inside Julia, trying to get deep enough to belong to her, she hears Leoben's voice in her ear ("you stray from God's path, Kara, but your destiny is a web that ensnares you without escape, like the baseship runs through the Hybrid"). She fraks Julia harder.
prompt: #91 prudence
fandom: Battlestar Galactica
pairing: Kara/Julia
rating: R
words: 250
thanks: to aeonian and iamsab, for being there (and to mandysbitch, who offered some belated edits)
A/N: part of The Map (spoilers through "Torn")
Kara can't tell. She chokes on the words like rising bile. She can't tell the men who loved her, before a Cylon did (her husband, the Admiral, his son). She can't tell Tigh, who wears his trauma on his flesh. And Laura (Laura on the wireless in her new white suit: prophet before lover, mother, partner) -- she can tell Laura least of all.
She sits on the cot next to Julia, watches her watch Kacey play. There's this look on her face (terrifying, infinite devotion), and the words vomit from Kara in a fountain of horror ("I was his prisoner for months. I lost count of how many times I killed him. He told me she was ours").
Julia cups Kara's face in her palm. "We all became family, down there. We hated each other like family."
Kara wants a family more than anything. She buries her hand in Julia's hair, closes her fist to pull her closer. She says, "Let's find a babysitter."
Kara scouts out a hiding place: the carcass of a raptor that was totaled in the exodus. She presses Julia against the scorched inner hull and kisses her. Kara knows that this is reckless (sinful). When she's twisting her fingers inside Julia, trying to get deep enough to belong to her, she hears Leoben's voice in her ear ("you stray from God's path, Kara, but your destiny is a web that ensnares you without escape, like the baseship runs through the Hybrid"). She fraks Julia harder.