A Caprican Bachelorette: Chapter Ten
Title: A Caprican Bachelorette
Rating: K
Word Count: ~500
Disclaimer: don't own them
Summary: Bill comforts Laura at the rose ceremony.
Chapter Nine, Chapter Eight, Chapter Seven, Chapter Six, Chapter Five, Chapter Four, Chapter Three, Chapter Two, Chapter One
“You did it again,” Bill said into her ear.
Laura had just arrived for the rose ceremony, when Bill greeted her. Their greetings were becoming increasingly more intimate as they had whittled down the other bachelors over the weeks. It was clear Bill had missed her as much as she missed him by the way he held her. But she was confused by what he had whispered. It wasn’t what she expected to hear.
She looked up at him and asked, “Did what?”
“Broke another heart.”
Bill could tell by her face that that was the wrong thing to say. “Wally,” he began.
“Yeah.”
That was all Laura needed to say for Bill to understand. And he understood perfectly. It was hard to remember, sometimes, that other people were involved-even though it shouldn’t have been, considering how little time they actually got to spend together due to those other people. But from the moment he met Laura, it felt like they were the only people in the universe. But that wasn’t the case, and a nice man had gotten hurt. There wasn’t much to be done. Laura had made her choice, and Bill was infinitely glad he was it. But the love of his life was unendingly compassionate; she didn’t feel good about what she’d done.
There was nothing he could say to that. He knew how her mind worked. Anything he’d say, she’d have already thought to herself. Obviously it didn’t work. He simply held her tighter and vowed to help her feel better by the end of the night.
“That feels nice, honey.”
“I missed you.”
“Me too.”
“I love you.”
“Me too, so much.”
“Let’s go join the boys.”
Bill and Laura walked to where Lee and Karl were waiting for them, holding hands still.
“Hi, mom.”
“Hello, Lee, Karl.” She looked at both of them, grateful to be surrounded by such honorable men.
“Chris said we all get roses tonight,” Lee said.
“Yes, that’s true,” said Laura.
“I wonder how the producers feel about that,” Karl mused.
“I’d imagine the ratings will be pretty high this season,” Laura said, thinking about how she had sent home Baltar and Meatwad and left Wally in the limo as she waited on the roadside.
The four exchanged some more small talk, and the rest of the evening was anti-climatic. No one was sent home. Everyone got along. Laura knew there wouldn’t be much footage from that night in the final cut. But she didn’t care about that. Chris told them they’d be meeting President Adar in lieu of a family. She was going to have to talk to Bill. She wasn’t at all sure how that would go, but she was dreading it.
Read on for chapter eleven.
Rating: K
Word Count: ~500
Disclaimer: don't own them
Summary: Bill comforts Laura at the rose ceremony.
Chapter Nine, Chapter Eight, Chapter Seven, Chapter Six, Chapter Five, Chapter Four, Chapter Three, Chapter Two, Chapter One
“You did it again,” Bill said into her ear.
Laura had just arrived for the rose ceremony, when Bill greeted her. Their greetings were becoming increasingly more intimate as they had whittled down the other bachelors over the weeks. It was clear Bill had missed her as much as she missed him by the way he held her. But she was confused by what he had whispered. It wasn’t what she expected to hear.
She looked up at him and asked, “Did what?”
“Broke another heart.”
Bill could tell by her face that that was the wrong thing to say. “Wally,” he began.
“Yeah.”
That was all Laura needed to say for Bill to understand. And he understood perfectly. It was hard to remember, sometimes, that other people were involved-even though it shouldn’t have been, considering how little time they actually got to spend together due to those other people. But from the moment he met Laura, it felt like they were the only people in the universe. But that wasn’t the case, and a nice man had gotten hurt. There wasn’t much to be done. Laura had made her choice, and Bill was infinitely glad he was it. But the love of his life was unendingly compassionate; she didn’t feel good about what she’d done.
There was nothing he could say to that. He knew how her mind worked. Anything he’d say, she’d have already thought to herself. Obviously it didn’t work. He simply held her tighter and vowed to help her feel better by the end of the night.
“That feels nice, honey.”
“I missed you.”
“Me too.”
“I love you.”
“Me too, so much.”
“Let’s go join the boys.”
Bill and Laura walked to where Lee and Karl were waiting for them, holding hands still.
“Hi, mom.”
“Hello, Lee, Karl.” She looked at both of them, grateful to be surrounded by such honorable men.
“Chris said we all get roses tonight,” Lee said.
“Yes, that’s true,” said Laura.
“I wonder how the producers feel about that,” Karl mused.
“I’d imagine the ratings will be pretty high this season,” Laura said, thinking about how she had sent home Baltar and Meatwad and left Wally in the limo as she waited on the roadside.
The four exchanged some more small talk, and the rest of the evening was anti-climatic. No one was sent home. Everyone got along. Laura knew there wouldn’t be much footage from that night in the final cut. But she didn’t care about that. Chris told them they’d be meeting President Adar in lieu of a family. She was going to have to talk to Bill. She wasn’t at all sure how that would go, but she was dreading it.
Read on for chapter eleven.