BSG Fic: Picture - Epsilon Sentence Ficlet, L/K, AU, M (12 Days of Fic Marathon)
Title: Picture - Epsilon Sentence Ficlet
Author: Monti
Date: December 18, 2008
Rating: R
Word Count: 380
Category: L/K AU
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None past anything aired…speculated outcome only.
Disclaimers: Don't own these people. Just borrowing them for a little while. I promise to put them back when I'm finished.
Author's note: Day twelve of the 12 Days of Fic. Ez_as_pi is the beta extraordinaire.
Summary: Kara's not sure about much. Her destiny seemingly led them to a wasteland and she wasn't sure what she was supposed to be or do.
20 - Whenever she tried to picture the future…Lee's face was the first thing that solidified in her mind.
PICTURE
Kara was truly lost.
The loud, sometimes constant music in her head had been replaced by a deafening silence and the questions echoed in her mind creating chaos to replace a purpose that was once clear.
Things didn't add up. Her return from the 'dead'…and she believed it now…after visiting the planet, could not have been to lead the fleet to a ravaged wasteland. It didn't make sense.
She wasn't sure who…or hell…maybe what she was anymore. It was terrifying to think her existence was for nothing more than a fulfillment of a vaguely worded prophecy. There had to be more to it than that.
Her past was gone…blown away by an explosion in the sky. Her present was shrouded in mystery…unexplainable, illogical, and uncertain. The future was shaky at best. At worst, it wouldn't exist for her.
How could she think about a future when she didn't know what she was anymore? Were her memories her own? Was anything she felt real? For all she knew they were both built into her programming.
Would she just wake up one morning and turn against those she loved? Or thought she loved? Maybe she was trying to hold onto something that didn't exist…or belonged to someone who wasn't her.
Kara was questioning all she thought she knew, and it made everything seem more intense. Pulling it out of the fire to walk a fine line between sane and crazy was something she used to do on a regular basis. At least she thought it was…but the line was blurry now. Her balance was gone and she didn't trust herself or anything she might do enough to ask for help.
But she needed answers and couldn't find them alone. Whenever she tried to picture the future…Lee's face was the first thing that solidified in her mind. He'd seen her ship explode, yet he believed in her…no questions asked. Even now when everything was twisted sideways and upside down. Maybe it was time to put her trust in him to help her discover what she needed to know…like where she was supposed to fit and how she was supposed to carry on from here.
Maybe if they worked together and she let him in, she'd find the sense of peace she was looking for…and the questions would answer themselves.
FIN