teaser for potential upcoming BSG AU fic
She was reassembling her gun after cleaning it, calm and efficient. Baltar watched her hands, smooth, elegant; beautiful, even. Just like him, to find beauty even here.
She picked up the clip and looked up at him at last. "You are here, Doctor," she said, "because your expertise and experience are vital to our efforts. But there is a limit to what I can tolerate, even from you. Do I make myself clear?"
He felt Six's arms twine around his neck, a hair's breadth from snapping it, felt her breathing in his ear, but he couldn't take his attention off Cain's hands as she slid the clip back into place.
"Crystal."