Ties of Blood and Water Chapter 3
Disclamer: not mine don't sue
Shopping was never one of Kara’s favorite activities and the ability to do so in one of the biggest Triplexes in the Core with a wad of cash from her last job with Sam wasn’t improving the experience. Kara still wasn’t sure if she liked this “Tri-Plex," a large glass stacked pyramid that was a more sophisticated version of Persephone’s markets. For one, it was eerily clean and for another, the prices were insane. The few odds and ends they’d both needed for clothes had been dirt cheap on the lower levels but the prices went in the other extreme further up. Up here she kept feeling like someone was going to come along and chase them out, but Sam had said it might be their last chance to see something like this for a while and for once, they could afford it.
Kara still wasn’t sure how they had wound up looking at baby stuff, but she knew it was somehow Sam’s fault. Still, she found herself fingering a yellow jumper and getting the same shiver of excitement that she used to associate with getting into a viper. She had never been one to coo over baby stuff, but it was odd now thinking about actually needing it. Since hearing she was pregnant, they had spent so much time reacting and running, it was only really sinking in lately how much everything was going to change. Logistically, a lot had changed already, but it still shocked her to think that she, Kara “frak up” Thrace, was going to be responsible for a real live baby. She wanted this baby. She knew it the second she heard the news. It was the thing she had wished for more than once while she had watched Sam fight for his life after the mutiny. It started with Kacey, she knew that, but watching Sam slipping away had made her sure of it and of many other things.
“How about this?” Sam asked, holding up a deep red silk dress.
“Well for one I’m not sure if our son would like it much if that’s what we're having,” Kara said, walking over. "And for another, it costs about half of what we…” Kara trailed off when she realized she recognized the man walking past the window.
It was the last person she expected, but she would know him anywhere. It was Lee Adama. Instinctively, she ducked out of the shop and chased after him. If he was here, she wanted to know the reason. Sam dropped the dress and followed a step behind. “Lee,” she called out, knowing it was all she needed to say.
“Kara?” Lee asked, clearly as shocked as she was. “What are you doing here?”
“Shopping,” Kara shrugged, stopping awkwardly two feet in front of Lee. Suddenly, she remembered how they had parted on bad terms.
“Hey,” Sam added coldly. He clearly remembered Lee calling him a coward for ‘running out on the colony’.
“Me too,” Lee grinned awkwardly. “I got tired of everyone staring at my outfits so I figured I should buy some for the conference, which is really the reason I’m here. On Shinon, I mean. I’m representing the colony. Well, me and Tory anyway.”
“Yeah, well we just got paid and we needed a few things so we came up here to check it out,” Sam said.
“We were just gonna grab something to send back for Nicky and Hera,” Kara added, cutting Sam off before he could tell Lee their news. After everything, he deserved to hear it privately; she owed him that much. Plus it made him less likely to tell the whole colony out of spite. They still weren't sure if they ever wanted the extremist elements on either side to know about this baby.
“That’s great,” Lee said, smiling oddly again. “I’m kinda in a hurry, I have to get back. How about we meet up later to catch up?“
Sam nodded. “Sounds good. Do you have anything so we could give you our ship's wavelength?”
“Sure,” Lee replied, handing over a pad.
“We’ll see you later,” Kara nodded as Lee took back his pad and left. Sam and Kara exchanged a look as he left and then went back to their shopping.
Shopping was never one of Kara’s favorite activities and the ability to do so in one of the biggest Triplexes in the Core with a wad of cash from her last job with Sam wasn’t improving the experience. Kara still wasn’t sure if she liked this “Tri-Plex," a large glass stacked pyramid that was a more sophisticated version of Persephone’s markets. For one, it was eerily clean and for another, the prices were insane. The few odds and ends they’d both needed for clothes had been dirt cheap on the lower levels but the prices went in the other extreme further up. Up here she kept feeling like someone was going to come along and chase them out, but Sam had said it might be their last chance to see something like this for a while and for once, they could afford it.
Kara still wasn’t sure how they had wound up looking at baby stuff, but she knew it was somehow Sam’s fault. Still, she found herself fingering a yellow jumper and getting the same shiver of excitement that she used to associate with getting into a viper. She had never been one to coo over baby stuff, but it was odd now thinking about actually needing it. Since hearing she was pregnant, they had spent so much time reacting and running, it was only really sinking in lately how much everything was going to change. Logistically, a lot had changed already, but it still shocked her to think that she, Kara “frak up” Thrace, was going to be responsible for a real live baby. She wanted this baby. She knew it the second she heard the news. It was the thing she had wished for more than once while she had watched Sam fight for his life after the mutiny. It started with Kacey, she knew that, but watching Sam slipping away had made her sure of it and of many other things.
“How about this?” Sam asked, holding up a deep red silk dress.
“Well for one I’m not sure if our son would like it much if that’s what we're having,” Kara said, walking over. "And for another, it costs about half of what we…” Kara trailed off when she realized she recognized the man walking past the window.
It was the last person she expected, but she would know him anywhere. It was Lee Adama. Instinctively, she ducked out of the shop and chased after him. If he was here, she wanted to know the reason. Sam dropped the dress and followed a step behind. “Lee,” she called out, knowing it was all she needed to say.
“Kara?” Lee asked, clearly as shocked as she was. “What are you doing here?”
“Shopping,” Kara shrugged, stopping awkwardly two feet in front of Lee. Suddenly, she remembered how they had parted on bad terms.
“Hey,” Sam added coldly. He clearly remembered Lee calling him a coward for ‘running out on the colony’.
“Me too,” Lee grinned awkwardly. “I got tired of everyone staring at my outfits so I figured I should buy some for the conference, which is really the reason I’m here. On Shinon, I mean. I’m representing the colony. Well, me and Tory anyway.”
“Yeah, well we just got paid and we needed a few things so we came up here to check it out,” Sam said.
“We were just gonna grab something to send back for Nicky and Hera,” Kara added, cutting Sam off before he could tell Lee their news. After everything, he deserved to hear it privately; she owed him that much. Plus it made him less likely to tell the whole colony out of spite. They still weren't sure if they ever wanted the extremist elements on either side to know about this baby.
“That’s great,” Lee said, smiling oddly again. “I’m kinda in a hurry, I have to get back. How about we meet up later to catch up?“
Sam nodded. “Sounds good. Do you have anything so we could give you our ship's wavelength?”
“Sure,” Lee replied, handing over a pad.
“We’ll see you later,” Kara nodded as Lee took back his pad and left. Sam and Kara exchanged a look as he left and then went back to their shopping.