that far off sweet forever
Title: that far off sweet forever
Date posted: 03-29-11
Fandom: BSG
Disclaimer: These characters definitely don't belong to me, but instead RDM.
Spoilers: Up to and including the finale.
Notes: Based in universe miabicicletta and I have going that links to and the dish ran away with the spoon, Arms Full of Miracles, The History Books Forgot About Us, pour your future in this cup of mine and Like a Circle in a Spiral.
Title from Natalie Merchant's When They Ring the Golden Bells.
Sam's playing pyramid by himself, the ball soaring from his position in the middle of the arena, as perfect and straight as it ever flew back home. He looks healthy: strong and whole and handsome, muscles rippling.
"Nice shot," Kara tells him, leaning against the backboard. She's just arrived.
He turns to flash her a smile, so utterly her Sam that her heart beats painfully, and shrugs. "Not very hard when you're on your own. I bet even you could do it."
"Bet your ass I could." She pushes off the backboard as he retrieves the ball. "Should've known I'd find you here."
"Just a dumb jock," Sam agrees, and goes into the middle of the court. "We gonna play, or what?"
The game is exhilarating, rough and quick-paced and when the game is tied at six to six, Kara tosses the ball out of the court and turns to face him. "We've always known each other, haven't we?" she asks, less question than statement.
"Yeah." It's the truth, and they both know it now.
"What about everyone else?"
"It'll come to them." He tilts his face towards the sun and squints for a moment, thinking. "That's part of the beauty of it, I think. Makes everything special."
"Do you know how it works?" Even as she asks him, she understands more of what they are, and who they are, the lives she's lived filling her, rattling less and less as she remembers.
"As much as you will," he replies, and she takes his hand without hesitation when he offers it.
The hills of the new settlement are high with sweet grass that's tender and young, and Kara can see the beginning of houses starting to spring up. Caprica and Gaius, her sometimes enemies and forever siblings, are kissing in the shadow of their half-finished house, pressed as closely together as they can manage. Colonel Tigh is sitting with his back against a tree, Ellen curled up against his side, enjoying the sunlight and the company. The Old Man is chopping down trees for his cabin, a respectable stack of logs piled not far from a cairn, and Lee is up in the mountains, talking with a Six meaningfully, like he's seeing her in a whole new light.
"Life here..." Kara starts, looking around. She remembers how it felt when this was the only life she'd ever known, the only life she would ever know. "It's so large to them, but it's only a part of it. It's like they're looking through a telescope."
"A telescope?" Sam asks, his eyes drinking in the world he never touched.
"Mm," Kara says, sliding an arm around his waist, "If they would only take the telescope away, they could see it all."
"They will, when the time comes." He kisses the side of her head, familiar in so many ways. He's so much more than Sam- she can remember all the ways she's known him, how she's loved him and hated him and lived with him and died with him, the way she has with all of her family.
She's one of many on the shore, waiting for the woman who wasn't her mother in this life but who has been before, and who always has been. She waits back in the treeline, knowing how different things will be, how important it is that the president- that Laura- understands.
“Kara, sweetheart,” she says in surprise when she arrives. Billy is standing behind her, Kara’s own long-lost brother and their mother’s favorite son, beaming happily. Laura wraps her in a hug that feels like returning home after a long and trying journey. “What are you doing here?”
Kara embraces her. “You’ll see.”
Date posted: 03-29-11
Fandom: BSG
Disclaimer: These characters definitely don't belong to me, but instead RDM.
Spoilers: Up to and including the finale.
Notes: Based in universe miabicicletta and I have going that links to and the dish ran away with the spoon, Arms Full of Miracles, The History Books Forgot About Us, pour your future in this cup of mine and Like a Circle in a Spiral.
Title from Natalie Merchant's When They Ring the Golden Bells.
Sam's playing pyramid by himself, the ball soaring from his position in the middle of the arena, as perfect and straight as it ever flew back home. He looks healthy: strong and whole and handsome, muscles rippling.
"Nice shot," Kara tells him, leaning against the backboard. She's just arrived.
He turns to flash her a smile, so utterly her Sam that her heart beats painfully, and shrugs. "Not very hard when you're on your own. I bet even you could do it."
"Bet your ass I could." She pushes off the backboard as he retrieves the ball. "Should've known I'd find you here."
"Just a dumb jock," Sam agrees, and goes into the middle of the court. "We gonna play, or what?"
The game is exhilarating, rough and quick-paced and when the game is tied at six to six, Kara tosses the ball out of the court and turns to face him. "We've always known each other, haven't we?" she asks, less question than statement.
"Yeah." It's the truth, and they both know it now.
"What about everyone else?"
"It'll come to them." He tilts his face towards the sun and squints for a moment, thinking. "That's part of the beauty of it, I think. Makes everything special."
"Do you know how it works?" Even as she asks him, she understands more of what they are, and who they are, the lives she's lived filling her, rattling less and less as she remembers.
"As much as you will," he replies, and she takes his hand without hesitation when he offers it.
The hills of the new settlement are high with sweet grass that's tender and young, and Kara can see the beginning of houses starting to spring up. Caprica and Gaius, her sometimes enemies and forever siblings, are kissing in the shadow of their half-finished house, pressed as closely together as they can manage. Colonel Tigh is sitting with his back against a tree, Ellen curled up against his side, enjoying the sunlight and the company. The Old Man is chopping down trees for his cabin, a respectable stack of logs piled not far from a cairn, and Lee is up in the mountains, talking with a Six meaningfully, like he's seeing her in a whole new light.
"Life here..." Kara starts, looking around. She remembers how it felt when this was the only life she'd ever known, the only life she would ever know. "It's so large to them, but it's only a part of it. It's like they're looking through a telescope."
"A telescope?" Sam asks, his eyes drinking in the world he never touched.
"Mm," Kara says, sliding an arm around his waist, "If they would only take the telescope away, they could see it all."
"They will, when the time comes." He kisses the side of her head, familiar in so many ways. He's so much more than Sam- she can remember all the ways she's known him, how she's loved him and hated him and lived with him and died with him, the way she has with all of her family.
She's one of many on the shore, waiting for the woman who wasn't her mother in this life but who has been before, and who always has been. She waits back in the treeline, knowing how different things will be, how important it is that the president- that Laura- understands.
“Kara, sweetheart,” she says in surprise when she arrives. Billy is standing behind her, Kara’s own long-lost brother and their mother’s favorite son, beaming happily. Laura wraps her in a hug that feels like returning home after a long and trying journey. “What are you doing here?”
Kara embraces her. “You’ll see.”