Life In the Black: Chapter Eight
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Late that night on Serenity Sam woke up to see his wife sitting up in bed just staring into space. “You have a rough sleep?” he asked.
“No,” she answered, shaking her head. “Do you feel guilty?" she blurted. “About leaving the colony?” she added when he seemed confused.
“I don’t know,” Sam shrugged. “I don’t see what we could have done to help the situation. Hell, if anything our marriage seemed to be making things worse rather than calming them down.”
Kara sighed and toyed with her hands. “I just feel like I abandoned my post.”
Sam propped his head up on his elbow. “What post?” he asked rhetorically. “The Alliance stole the Galactica when they dumped us on that planet and took all the vipers with them. The Colonial Fleet is now the property of the Alliance. Along with any poor souls from the Fleet they feel can help discover the secret of FTL. It’s now their job to protect our people. I figure it’s the least they can do, all things considered.”
Kara grimaced. While it still pricked her conscience a little, she hated to admit that he had a point. Her heart panged a little when she thought of the Old Man, the Chief and all the others taken by the Alliance. She turned and smiled down at him. “I just have trouble leaving anyone behind.”
Sam sat up, kissed her and turned so he pulled her into his arms from behind. “I will always be grateful for that, but humans and cylons have been fighting since Kobol. The Alliance dumping them together on the same planet with little more than the clothes on their backs couldn’t make them work together. I doubt we could have done anything about it. And honestly, I am sick to death of all that mess anyway. I played God once, and billions of people died because of it. I won’t make that mistake again.”
She settled in closer. "Is it weird that this place feels like a home to me?”
“Yes,” Sam replied, “but this is a weird 'verse, and I think this bunch is something else.”
“It feels like a family,” Kara said softly.
Sam smiled. “I know what you mean. I actually feel kinda bad lying to them.”
“It's not like we could tell the truth,” Kara half chuckled.
“I know. Imagine telling them that you grew up halfway across the Galaxy,” Sam laughed.
Kara giggled and added, "Or that you’re a two-thousand year old man from Earth that was.” They both started laughing. “They would probably think we’re nuttier than River is.”
Kara sobered up and said seriously, “We are going to have to tell him about the baby though, because in about a month, its going to be obvious.”
“I know, but Mal doesn’t seem to be the type to throw us off because of it. I suppose we could always lie and say we didn’t know until we got here if he really blows a gasket," Sam replied.
“I hope we can stay. It's good to have a family around if we’re going to have a baby,” Kara declared.
Sam kissed her and said, “We’re gonna be a family. You, me, and this baby. That’s the only thing that matters.”
Kara turned so they were face to face and kissed him. It was awhile before either of them spoke again
Chapter 7
Late that night on Serenity Sam woke up to see his wife sitting up in bed just staring into space. “You have a rough sleep?” he asked.
“No,” she answered, shaking her head. “Do you feel guilty?" she blurted. “About leaving the colony?” she added when he seemed confused.
“I don’t know,” Sam shrugged. “I don’t see what we could have done to help the situation. Hell, if anything our marriage seemed to be making things worse rather than calming them down.”
Kara sighed and toyed with her hands. “I just feel like I abandoned my post.”
Sam propped his head up on his elbow. “What post?” he asked rhetorically. “The Alliance stole the Galactica when they dumped us on that planet and took all the vipers with them. The Colonial Fleet is now the property of the Alliance. Along with any poor souls from the Fleet they feel can help discover the secret of FTL. It’s now their job to protect our people. I figure it’s the least they can do, all things considered.”
Kara grimaced. While it still pricked her conscience a little, she hated to admit that he had a point. Her heart panged a little when she thought of the Old Man, the Chief and all the others taken by the Alliance. She turned and smiled down at him. “I just have trouble leaving anyone behind.”
Sam sat up, kissed her and turned so he pulled her into his arms from behind. “I will always be grateful for that, but humans and cylons have been fighting since Kobol. The Alliance dumping them together on the same planet with little more than the clothes on their backs couldn’t make them work together. I doubt we could have done anything about it. And honestly, I am sick to death of all that mess anyway. I played God once, and billions of people died because of it. I won’t make that mistake again.”
She settled in closer. "Is it weird that this place feels like a home to me?”
“Yes,” Sam replied, “but this is a weird 'verse, and I think this bunch is something else.”
“It feels like a family,” Kara said softly.
Sam smiled. “I know what you mean. I actually feel kinda bad lying to them.”
“It's not like we could tell the truth,” Kara half chuckled.
“I know. Imagine telling them that you grew up halfway across the Galaxy,” Sam laughed.
Kara giggled and added, "Or that you’re a two-thousand year old man from Earth that was.” They both started laughing. “They would probably think we’re nuttier than River is.”
Kara sobered up and said seriously, “We are going to have to tell him about the baby though, because in about a month, its going to be obvious.”
“I know, but Mal doesn’t seem to be the type to throw us off because of it. I suppose we could always lie and say we didn’t know until we got here if he really blows a gasket," Sam replied.
“I hope we can stay. It's good to have a family around if we’re going to have a baby,” Kara declared.
Sam kissed her and said, “We’re gonna be a family. You, me, and this baby. That’s the only thing that matters.”
Kara turned so they were face to face and kissed him. It was awhile before either of them spoke again
Chapter 7