New Chapter - BY YOUR COMMAND - Part Eight
By - MAX38
Rating - M (Changed the rating up probabaly unecessarily!)
Summary - They have reached Earth, but has the battle only started
and just who is in control? Spoilers up to revelations. A/R
Chapter Eight - So near - and yet so far.
Bill’s confusion at what had just happened with Laura had him delaying long enough to see Laura disappear into the tent, without him having set one foot in front of the other. His dithering didn’t last though, as he quickly grabbed as many pieces of paper as he could - after all he didn’t see himself being allowed a return trip.
With his hoard finely balanced Bill focused his mind and feet on finding out what had just happened, he found it hard to believe that it had been about him sneaking out of a tent!
Lee was surprised, as he turned the corner to see his father, arms full of papers and folders. The last time he had seen him he had looked pretty fragile with Doc Cottle attending to him. He had been unfortunately too occupied since then to seek out Jack to find out how his father was, but as he watched from across the camp he looked back to his normal self. Lee waved the clipboard he was carrying in the air trying to catch the attention of the Admiral as he shouted across the distance, “Dad!” The shout didn’t appear to reach the man though as he carried on, Lee frowned, he could see his father was not wearing his glasses but surely even if he hadn’t seen the clipboard waving frantically, he should still have heard him. Before Lee could try again the older man had reached his goal and disappeared inside the tent without a backward glance.
Bill’s thoughts were too channelled towards the woman within, for his son’s call to penetrate over the sound of the waves hitting the banks and the wind whistling through the ruins. He took a deep breath and headed back to her.
She was standing with her back to the doorway, he couldn’t see her face but he could read her body language. Laura’s head was slightly dropped and her arms were tightly wrapped round her body as if she needed to hold herself together. She must have heard his entrance but made no outward sign of it. Bill quickly dumped the precious items that had seemingly started this chain of events in the corner; the time for stiff corners and un-creased papers was long gone.
He stepped up to stand behind her and spoke softly, “Laura?” When she made no sound or move he wrapped his arms gently around her and waited.
When he felt her relax a fraction he whispered in her ear, “I’m sorry.”
Laura’s hand unwrapped itself and found a new place resting on his arm, her head drifted back towards the breath that had whispered in her ear. He didn’t ask her to explain, he didn’t need to. They all had their limits, Laura had seen his more than enough and he knew the signs.
Bill used the hand that was free of Laura’s touch to draw back her hair exposing her ear and neck, before replacing his arm around her waist his palm lying against her stomach. He placed a light kiss to the tip of her ear and was pleased to feel her automatically push back to the touch. His lips slipped smoothly down her bared neck planting tiny kisses as they went. Laura’s breathy sigh was the first sound she had made since he had arrived and it encouraged him to continue. He dropped his hand slowly to the hem of the thick sweater she wore, running his fingers under the garment to feel her soft skin beneath. She murmured his name as his skilful fingers traced patterns on her smooth skin. Laura made no complaint as Bill turned her to face him. The tears still evident in her eyes he smiled down at her and brushed his thumbs across the damp skin beneath them.
“I’m sorry,” she uttered quietly ready to explain her actions, but Bill simply touched his finger to her lips.
“Ssh, Presidents don’t have to explain things remember?” he smiled.
Laura smiled at the quote she said to him so long ago in his quarters. As they looked at one another they both moved at the same time bringing their lips together in a deep lasting kiss, their lips reluctant to let go, clinging together till the last moment as they pulled away to get air.
Laura moved backwards taking him with her as she sat down on the makeshift bed that Bill had been laid on after this morning’s incident. Bill got to his knees in front of her, his lips once again seeking and finding hers. Pushing back she laid herself down, he found his place at her side leaning over her to continue his assault on her eager lips. Laura wrapped her arms around his neck, as Bill’s hand found its way back to the hem of her sweater, the fingers quick to dart underneath and walk their way up her skin until his thumb grazed with a feather light touch the underside of her breast, instantly causing her flesh to ping alive with goose bumps. She let out a throaty groan as her body surged up to the touch.
Bill felt her groan almost explode in his own mouth as they continued to kiss, making his blood pump even harder through his veins.
Laura’s fingers roughly grappled with the hair at the nape of Bill’s neck pulling him closer, as their movements became more and more passionate as the world around them dissolved and they became lost in each other and their love until it shattered instantly around them
“Dad?”
Movements froze. Bill’s head whipped round to the thankfully closed doorway.
“Dad, are you alright, I called you outside and you didn’t seem to hear me I was worried,” Lee’s voice sounded genuinely concerned from outside.
“Frak,” The Admiral hissed angrily.
Laura for her part, although deeply frustrated by the interruption couldn’t stop the giggles that instantly hit. Bill looked down at her, his anger seeping away as he watched.
“I’m fine, Lee, hold on a minute will you,” he shouted out toward the door, causing Laura to have to place her hand across her mouth to stop crying out loud with laughter.
“Of course,” Lee said frowning as he heard the unmistakeable sound of Laura Roslin giggling, he stepped back, as his thoughts went into overdrive, surely not, they won’t have been, Frak. “Ah I can come back in a while Dad,” he said quickly, “I have a meeting I need to attend…I only wanted to check on you and you seem…better,” he hesitated embarrassingly. “I’ll come back…bye,” he said before practically running off.
Inside the tent, Laura looked up at Bill and smiled; he sighed and rolled away and onto his back next to her. “Frak, frak, frak!” he grumbled.
“It seems not,” Laura said light-heartedly, “I’m not sure that is what Jack had in mind as rest anyway!”
“He always was a spoilsport,” Bill muttered.
Laura turned her head to look at Bill beside her, she was immediately struck by the angry looking bruising now plainly visible. Damn, what was she thinking, it really wasn’t a laughing matter, Bill had been perilously close to death today and they were contemplating, no, ATTEMPTING, the kind of physical exertion that would have Jack raging. She reached out to lightly stroke the livid contusion, “Does it hurt?” she asked.
Bill’s head moved to mirror her so they could look into each other’s eyes, “A bit,” he answered honestly.
Laura swallowed the lump that quickly formed and questioned him seriously, “Are we going to survive this, Bill?”
“If your talking about Earth and the Cylons,” he replied, “All I can tell you is that we have made it this far and you could have got very good odds on us not doing that over the years.” He smiled and tried to return Laura’s smile as he continued, “Now if you are talking about Mum and Dad and coitus interruptus, so to speak,” pausing to smile as Laura laughed. “That question is a whole different matter and will we survive? It’s debatable, I thought I was way past getting caught by the kids.
Laura moved across a little and rested her head on his chest, smiling at his answer and fiddled with the buttons on his jacket, her fingers slipping in-between to get closer to the heat of his skin, “Perhaps a little nap would be better?” She suggested, and found herself yawning as the suggestion hit her consciousness.
“Frak,” Bill continued to mutter quietly.
Laura mumbled sleepily, “You know you really should get Jack to check your hearing, love.”
Bill’s answer another expletive!