I've always liked Sharon.
Don't ask me which one.
These days, that's too confusing a question.
My memories of Sharon have blurred.
I can't separate them out anymore.
The laughing girl
The earnest and conscientious pilot
The uncertain rookie
Who always looked a bit afraid
But still retained a sweet sense of humour
A team mate
Who was there for the tough times
Keeping a cool head during times of stress
Pulling Starbuck out of a fight more than once
A triad player. But a bad one.
She knew it, though.
There was always something aloof and mysterious
sweet and alluring about her ...
We've been through a lot together
She told me about the effect the Cylons have on our machinery.
Without her jumping solo in her Raptor after the Cylon attack
We'd never have rounded up so many ships
It was she who first noticed the Raider scout
Not the first and the last time she's saved us
During the Olympic Carrier incident
Something burned into my memory forever
She was there, too
Through the whole thing ....
She's a good girl. She's never let me down
She found water
We thought she didn't have a hope
But she still found us our frakking water.
A pilot, colleague... friend
The day she injured herself, I visited her.
I remember being pretty tough on her
Stupid rook's mistake. But, now I wonder ....
Was it really was a mistake?
'A whole squadron of Sharons'. I meant what I said
I went back that night to check on her
We didn't say a word
Even in that condition she would do her duty
Despite her injuries
She blew up the Cylon basestar guarding Kobol.
She risked her life for the fleet
I was there that day
When she returned triumphant to the CIC
Her actions contrasting sharply with mine
And then in a moment ... a mere heartbeat
She betrayed me and everything I love.
Betrayal. To use that word
I must be more my father's son than I thought.
My father was dying ...
Why did you do it Sharon?
This girl who I could have loved
Almost loved
He loved you. I could see that
You cared about him. I could tell
She acted confused and bewildered
She didn't seem to realise what she had done
I heard that she was killed while being transferred
Someone else robbed me of my revenge
When I returned to Galactica I went to the morgue
Looking down at that dead face my heart twisted.
Conflicted feelings. A girl I had respected ... loved ...
Hated. If I could have killed her again, I would have
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