12 Days of Ficmas: Day Five - BSG Fic - Sidewaysverse - Lee/Kara, PG
All righty...Day Five...Fanfic. YAY!!! I don't get to post as much as I used to and I hate to put up partially completed WIPs when I have no idea when I'll get to finish the whole thing. But...this one has a good solid beginning and I hope by putting it out there, the momentum will keep going. :D
Some background...I didn't watch the whole series of Lost, but I did get to chat with a lot of peeps who did...and this is inspired by the plot thread from the show...
Most definitely AU and I pull some details from Caprica and twist them around a little. In essence...the military aspect is gone. Adama is the leader of the Tauron mob. Helena Cain is one of his underlings. Lee works for the Global Defense Agency. Tigh is his superior. Kara is an Art History professor and the curator of a museum. :D Hopefully, by the time it's complete, all our fave characters will make an appearance.
So...I hope you enjoy!
Title: Sidewaysverse
Author: Sky
Pairing: Lee/Kara
Date: May 27, 2010
Rating: PG (this chapter)
Word Count: 1211
Category: AU
Warnings: None
Behind the Cut we go...
Chapter One
Caprican Global Defense Agent Lee Adama surveyed the wrecked and damaged area of the Tauron Antiquities room with a critically discerning eye. He noted the presence of the curator, an Art History professor at Caprica University. Her agitated state suggested impatience to restore order. Not that he blamed her. Whoever pulled off the heist of the museum did so with precision, leaving a path of destruction behind to muddy the waters and slow things down.
"Excuse me, Ms. Thrace." Lee pulled the curator of the Museum of Colonial History off to the side of the crime scene. "Can you give me basics of what happened here?"
The harassed blond stared at the ugly scene before her, broken glass, overturned display cases and empty stands. Her devastated eyes blinked several times, as if that might make the carnage go away. No such luck.
"Ms. Thrace?"
She focused her gaze on him. "What? Oh, the basics. Right."
Turning, she scanned the area with different eyes. This time they were keenly intelligent and sharp. "I got here late, my class ran over."
"You're a professor at Caprica U?"
A quick nod and she continued. "I entered the back way. I always come in from the employee parking area."
She ran the steps she'd taken, walked him through her discovery, providing a good amount of detail.
"I appreciate the information and I'm sorry to ask, but we'll need you to come down and make a full statement when you're up for it."
She looked around the display area again. "Now's good. Everything's fresh in my mind."
Lee smiled. "Great. I can give you a ride and drop you back here after we're through." He admired her tenacity and get it done now attitude.
Kara nodded. "Yeah, that works." She picked her way toward the door, careful not to disturb anything.
Lee watched closely, as much to figure out the intriguing puzzle she appeared to be as to enjoy the determined set of her shoulders.
He had a feeling Kara Thrace would be quite a challenge.
~*~
Kara rode to GDD headquarters in silence. Her anger simmered at a slow boil, but she refused to take it out on the handsome agent. Even though her adrenaline pumped into high gear over the destruction of so many artifacts, the rapid kick of her heart had more to do with the man next to her. She fought to keep her gaze from lingering too long on his profile. The guy had a face artists dreamed of…and her fingers itched to trace the angular lines and planes, to sketch them on a million pages, or to mold them into clay for posterity.
Agent Lee Adama definitely had killer looks…and keen intelligence. But he also had more. Her trained eye didn't miss the practiced ease he used to secure the scene when he arrived. Complete confidence and a smattering of arrogance had the uniformed officers jumping to get things done.
He even handled her, something she usually didn't appreciate. She didn't want to admit she'd been shaken and shocked, but she had. Agent Adama deftly maneuvered her off to the sidelines and put her mind to work on something concrete. Tangible. It helped clear her head and she had a solid appreciation for the gesture because it enabled her to let the anger in, and she wanted to feel something instead of being numb.
She glanced over at the handsome agent. "Thanks." He shot her a questioning glance and she shrugged. Couldn't put the gratitude into words.
Agent Adama figured it out and gave her a nod. "You're welcome." He turned his attention back to the road.
He said nothing else, which kicked her respect up a notch. The man intrigued her and Kara couldn't decide if she liked it or not.
~*~
Lee escorted his witness to an interview room and tried to make her comfortable.
"Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?"
She lifted her brows. "You wouldn't happen to have a bottle of ambrosia handy, would you?"
He shot her a grin. "Um, no." He had a feeling a spitfire lurked under the surface of the collected woman. "Can't do that one. Not on the approved list." He considered making an exception with her, and fought an urge to dig out the bottle of confiscated liquor Director Tigh kept buried in his drawer.
Kara sighed. "It oughtta be."
Lee propped a hip on the table. "No argument here."
Kara glanced up. "Let's just get this over with. How long before I can start cleaning up?"
Lee chuckled. "I'm supposed to be asking the questions." He settled down in the chair across from her. "Don't know now long, but the ident teams work quickly."
Kara rolled her eyes. "Right. Fine." She slunched down in her seat. "What do you need to know?"
She didn't like his answer, but he couldn't give her an exact timeframe. He had an impression she'd kick the stragglers into gear as soon as she got back to the museum.
He'd love to stick around and watch.
"Let's start at the beginning again." He dug out his notebook and prompted. "Your class ran late?"
Kara repeated everything she said earlier.
She gave Lee a fairly accurate rundown of everything missing, all Tauron artifacts. She also mentioned she'd been approached by an interested collector-one Helena Cain-a few weeks prior to the heist.
Lee's back went up and he leaned in. "Wait. You had a visit from Helena Cain?" He scribbled furiously in his notebook. "You're sure you have it right?" He knew the name well.
He should. Helena Cain happened to be in his father's inner circle. Didn't that just put Lee's balls in a vice? And the theft now made a sick kind of sense. When had he become an idiot?
Kara frowned and moved forward, so close her forehead almost touched his. "Agent Adama, I catalog multiple crates from twelve worlds on a daily basis and teach hundreds of students per semester. I'm very good with names." She met his gaze, her eyes full of challenge.
Lee eased back. Too close. She made him feel boxed in. He couldn't give his suspicions or anything away…not yet.
He gave Kara a curt nod. "So noted." He laid his pen on the table and rose from his seat, deciding to end the interview. "We'll track Ms. Cain down and pull her in for questioning." Walking to the door, he twisted the knob to push it open. "That'll be all I need from you right now."
Kara narrowed her eyes, clearly expecting more. "You sure about that?"
Lee nodded. "I have your contact information if we have any other questions."
She stood up and fished her keys out of her pocket, then remembered she didn't drive. "Right. You're my ride." Moving toward the door, she stopped and started to say more then shrugged, exiting into the squad room.
Lee exhaled a deep breath and hoped he had it wrong. Somehow he doubted he did. And he didn't want to think about it. Not tonight.
Instead, he watched Kara stride toward the exit doors, his lips quirking into a wry grin. Following her out, he blatantly admired the view she presented from behind.
****
And that's it for Day Five. :D I hope you enjoyed. Tomorrow should feature a crossover with the La Femme Nikita 'verse.
Stay tuned...
Sky
Some background...I didn't watch the whole series of Lost, but I did get to chat with a lot of peeps who did...and this is inspired by the plot thread from the show...
Most definitely AU and I pull some details from Caprica and twist them around a little. In essence...the military aspect is gone. Adama is the leader of the Tauron mob. Helena Cain is one of his underlings. Lee works for the Global Defense Agency. Tigh is his superior. Kara is an Art History professor and the curator of a museum. :D Hopefully, by the time it's complete, all our fave characters will make an appearance.
So...I hope you enjoy!
Title: Sidewaysverse
Author: Sky
Pairing: Lee/Kara
Date: May 27, 2010
Rating: PG (this chapter)
Word Count: 1211
Category: AU
Warnings: None
Behind the Cut we go...
Chapter One
Caprican Global Defense Agent Lee Adama surveyed the wrecked and damaged area of the Tauron Antiquities room with a critically discerning eye. He noted the presence of the curator, an Art History professor at Caprica University. Her agitated state suggested impatience to restore order. Not that he blamed her. Whoever pulled off the heist of the museum did so with precision, leaving a path of destruction behind to muddy the waters and slow things down.
"Excuse me, Ms. Thrace." Lee pulled the curator of the Museum of Colonial History off to the side of the crime scene. "Can you give me basics of what happened here?"
The harassed blond stared at the ugly scene before her, broken glass, overturned display cases and empty stands. Her devastated eyes blinked several times, as if that might make the carnage go away. No such luck.
"Ms. Thrace?"
She focused her gaze on him. "What? Oh, the basics. Right."
Turning, she scanned the area with different eyes. This time they were keenly intelligent and sharp. "I got here late, my class ran over."
"You're a professor at Caprica U?"
A quick nod and she continued. "I entered the back way. I always come in from the employee parking area."
She ran the steps she'd taken, walked him through her discovery, providing a good amount of detail.
"I appreciate the information and I'm sorry to ask, but we'll need you to come down and make a full statement when you're up for it."
She looked around the display area again. "Now's good. Everything's fresh in my mind."
Lee smiled. "Great. I can give you a ride and drop you back here after we're through." He admired her tenacity and get it done now attitude.
Kara nodded. "Yeah, that works." She picked her way toward the door, careful not to disturb anything.
Lee watched closely, as much to figure out the intriguing puzzle she appeared to be as to enjoy the determined set of her shoulders.
He had a feeling Kara Thrace would be quite a challenge.
~*~
Kara rode to GDD headquarters in silence. Her anger simmered at a slow boil, but she refused to take it out on the handsome agent. Even though her adrenaline pumped into high gear over the destruction of so many artifacts, the rapid kick of her heart had more to do with the man next to her. She fought to keep her gaze from lingering too long on his profile. The guy had a face artists dreamed of…and her fingers itched to trace the angular lines and planes, to sketch them on a million pages, or to mold them into clay for posterity.
Agent Lee Adama definitely had killer looks…and keen intelligence. But he also had more. Her trained eye didn't miss the practiced ease he used to secure the scene when he arrived. Complete confidence and a smattering of arrogance had the uniformed officers jumping to get things done.
He even handled her, something she usually didn't appreciate. She didn't want to admit she'd been shaken and shocked, but she had. Agent Adama deftly maneuvered her off to the sidelines and put her mind to work on something concrete. Tangible. It helped clear her head and she had a solid appreciation for the gesture because it enabled her to let the anger in, and she wanted to feel something instead of being numb.
She glanced over at the handsome agent. "Thanks." He shot her a questioning glance and she shrugged. Couldn't put the gratitude into words.
Agent Adama figured it out and gave her a nod. "You're welcome." He turned his attention back to the road.
He said nothing else, which kicked her respect up a notch. The man intrigued her and Kara couldn't decide if she liked it or not.
~*~
Lee escorted his witness to an interview room and tried to make her comfortable.
"Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?"
She lifted her brows. "You wouldn't happen to have a bottle of ambrosia handy, would you?"
He shot her a grin. "Um, no." He had a feeling a spitfire lurked under the surface of the collected woman. "Can't do that one. Not on the approved list." He considered making an exception with her, and fought an urge to dig out the bottle of confiscated liquor Director Tigh kept buried in his drawer.
Kara sighed. "It oughtta be."
Lee propped a hip on the table. "No argument here."
Kara glanced up. "Let's just get this over with. How long before I can start cleaning up?"
Lee chuckled. "I'm supposed to be asking the questions." He settled down in the chair across from her. "Don't know now long, but the ident teams work quickly."
Kara rolled her eyes. "Right. Fine." She slunched down in her seat. "What do you need to know?"
She didn't like his answer, but he couldn't give her an exact timeframe. He had an impression she'd kick the stragglers into gear as soon as she got back to the museum.
He'd love to stick around and watch.
"Let's start at the beginning again." He dug out his notebook and prompted. "Your class ran late?"
Kara repeated everything she said earlier.
She gave Lee a fairly accurate rundown of everything missing, all Tauron artifacts. She also mentioned she'd been approached by an interested collector-one Helena Cain-a few weeks prior to the heist.
Lee's back went up and he leaned in. "Wait. You had a visit from Helena Cain?" He scribbled furiously in his notebook. "You're sure you have it right?" He knew the name well.
He should. Helena Cain happened to be in his father's inner circle. Didn't that just put Lee's balls in a vice? And the theft now made a sick kind of sense. When had he become an idiot?
Kara frowned and moved forward, so close her forehead almost touched his. "Agent Adama, I catalog multiple crates from twelve worlds on a daily basis and teach hundreds of students per semester. I'm very good with names." She met his gaze, her eyes full of challenge.
Lee eased back. Too close. She made him feel boxed in. He couldn't give his suspicions or anything away…not yet.
He gave Kara a curt nod. "So noted." He laid his pen on the table and rose from his seat, deciding to end the interview. "We'll track Ms. Cain down and pull her in for questioning." Walking to the door, he twisted the knob to push it open. "That'll be all I need from you right now."
Kara narrowed her eyes, clearly expecting more. "You sure about that?"
Lee nodded. "I have your contact information if we have any other questions."
She stood up and fished her keys out of her pocket, then remembered she didn't drive. "Right. You're my ride." Moving toward the door, she stopped and started to say more then shrugged, exiting into the squad room.
Lee exhaled a deep breath and hoped he had it wrong. Somehow he doubted he did. And he didn't want to think about it. Not tonight.
Instead, he watched Kara stride toward the exit doors, his lips quirking into a wry grin. Following her out, he blatantly admired the view she presented from behind.
****
And that's it for Day Five. :D I hope you enjoyed. Tomorrow should feature a crossover with the La Femme Nikita 'verse.
Stay tuned...
Sky