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Date: 11/16/05
Series: Season 2
Rating: M+
Category: Relationship
Pairing/Focus: Lee/Kara
Warnings: Angst
Summary: The Anders Factor
Spoilers/Disclaimers: Everything you recognize is theirs.
Everything you don't is mine
Anders was badly wounded. His group had a first aid kit with them but that was pretty much all. No doctor to speak of unless you counted the skinny little shrimp named Dorman who'd volunteered at a hospital every weekend before the world went boom. He took one look at the bullet wound and fainted. No help from that end.
Kara said she would be the one to do it. When Lee protested, she sent him a look that would freeze Hades. She assured Ander's group that Lee wasn't a Cylon and that the shooting had been an accident, but that's about as far as she went to help him. Though it was no small thing. Lee could easily have gotten a bullet in the brain from this group for shooting their hero. As it was, they shot him glares that matched Kara's but let him help treat Anders.
Lee had no plan beyond getting the bullet out and trying not let the wound get infected. One of the men, Jameson, had a few bottles of ambrosia that Lee used to disinfect the wound and try and numb Anders to the pain.
"So you're the Great Apollo, huh? Heard a lot about you." Anders panted through a haze of sweat and pain.
"Oh yeah?" Lee asked absently. The last thing he wanted was to make conversation with Kara's latest frak, who was probably going to die because of him.
"The way Kara went on about you, thought you'd be bigger."
"Bite down on this." Lee pushed a slim stick against his lips. "This is gonna hurt like a bitch."
"Just do it." Anders said, stiffening. Lee followed his gaze over Lee's shoulder.
"Kara, maybe you should-" Lee began.
"Don't even. I'm not going anywhere." Kara insisted stubbornly.
"Fine. Then help me by holding him down." Lee ordered curtly.
"You'll be fine." Kara assured Anders in a sweet, soft voice Lee had never heard her use. Lee felt himself grow hard and pushed the impulse down violently. She gave Anders her brightest smile and Lee wished he'd shot her instead of Anders.
Lee didn't think Anders was gonna be fine. He managed to dig out the bullet but he had no idea what to do next. Sam Anders needed a doctor and if Lee had believed in miracles, he'd say Anders needed one of those too. Anders finally passed out from the pain and Lee was relieved from having to make nice with the man he hated.
"Is he gonna die?" Kara asked coming up behind him as Lee went off to the stream they had found to wash his hands. Lee sighed and turned to face her. Her eyes were wide and black in the dark.
"I don't know." He replied honestly.
"Bullshit. Tell me straight, Lee."
"Kara, I don't know! Do I look like Cottle to you?" Lee burst in frustration.
Kara shook her head then gave him a bitter smile. "You must just be loving this."
Lee fought a surge of self disgust. "You know this was an accident." He turned away from her so he wouldn't give in to the impulse to ask her why the hell she cared so much about Anders when Lee had loved her for years. But of course, Kara didn't know that and it wouldn't be fair to tell her now.
"Right. Like Zak's death was an accident." Kara's voice broke and Lee felt a hot lump of regret lodge in his stomach. "So you finally got me back, Lee. How does it feel?"
"What are you talking about? I thought Anders was a frakking Cylon. I know you never meant for Zak to die"
"Really? And you weren't just waiting for the perfect opportunity, biding your time until you could take away the one good thing I had left in my life? Pretending to be my friend, coming along on this little rescue mission all so you could take your revenge.Well congratulations, Apollo. You did it. Mission accomplished. How dumb was I to think that you and I could ever be friends, huh?"
He watched her wipe furiously at her cheeks and his mouth dropped open in astonishment. "You think I hate you?" Lee asked.
"I don't care anymore, cause you know what? Now I hate you! I frakking hate you!" She punched at him shoving him further and further back until his back came up against a tree trunk.
"I don't...Kara, stop! I don't-Dammit! I don't hate-Listen!" Lee shouted gripping her arms and shaking her violently.
Kara dropped her head against his chest and trembled against him. "I want to hate you. Gods I want to hate you but I can't...I can't. Even now. Frak you, Lee Adama." And then she was crying in his arms, sagging heavy against him. Lee wrapped his arms around her not knowing what else to do. Then her mouth was on his neck nuzzling him and Lee knew she should stop. He should tell her to stop but...oh Gods...her mouth was so hot, so wet against his skin and he could feel himself growing hard all over again.
"I'm going to...Frak...Kara. You don't want to do this." He whispered, his arms thightening around her, telling his head to shut the frak up. His cock echoed the sentiment. "You're just worried about..." Lee blanked on the name of the man who was at death's door by his very hand.
"I can't fight you anymore, Lee. You win..."She murmured capturing his mouth.
Lee stopped breathing. The walls and excuses all disappeared and there was nothing but Kara pressed against him, face damp with tears for some other man, but pressed against him. He grabbed the sides of her face and kissed her back. Hard. Deep. He switched their positions so that Kara was the one trapped between him and the tree.
She gave a sharp hiss of of pain but Lee swallowed it into his mouth. Waves of pain and loathing burned through his blood but Lee didn't not give a frak for the first time in his life. If Kara wanted this, regardless of her reasons, by the Gods he was going to give it to her. He could hate himself, would no doubt hate himself later but Gods dammit, he'd have her this once.
Her fingers worked the lower half of his flight suit down off his hips, undid his pants and freed him from his boxers. Their hands met and tangled in their rush to ease out of their clothing and then he was lifting her up against the bark of the tree, holding her hips in his hands.
Kara looked down at him, licking her lips. "Don't stop." She sighed, breath sweet and hot against his face. Lee's fingers flexed with tension on the strong smooth bones of her hips. "I want...do it..."
He settled inside of her in one smooth stroke. Tight heat filled every nerve ending of Lee's body. Kara cried out above him, the sound muffled in his hair as he began to thrust sharply up into her. Her arms wrapped tight around his neck and fingers dug into his back. Lee cupped her bottom to protect her naked skin from the rough bark as he moved inside of her.
"Oh Gods...Lee....Lee" His name on her lips making him thicker, bursting to release himself but not yet....not yet...Lee told himself through a haze of hot, desperate, pulsing want. He'd watch her come first and know that it was because of him. His fingers slid between her legs, stroking in time with his thrusts and then Kara's body snapped and bowed against him. She bit into his shoulder as he thrust harder, pushing up as if trying to bury all of himself, body and soul up into her body and into her heart.
To push Sam Anders out.
And then she was shaking. Her legs wrapped tight around his waist, Kara rolled her hips pulling Lee's orgasm from him as she took everything else she wanted and to hell with the fact that it was killing him.
"My Gods...Lee....Oh my Gods..." Then she was coming again, fingers digging into his bare arms as he felt himself swell and then burst inside of her. With each snap of his hips and spurt of his seed into her, Lee thought, Mine...mine....mine! He fell against her, his body and heart heavy.
Her hand came up to cradle his head as Lee eased her back on her feet. "Lee..." She began but he cut her off before the apology could come.
"Gotta go check on him." He said simply readjusting his clothes and forcing himself not to look at her.
The slap across the face stung him more from surprise than actual pain.
"You shit." She seethed and then was off back to the camp.
Ander's breathing was becoming more laboured. When Lee checked his abdomen, his own gut clenched in painful reflex. Holding the flashlight, he studied the raw pus filled wound. Shit.
He must have spoken out loud cause Anders met his gaze with dark understanding. Lee had seen that look before. The look of a man who knew he was going to die.
After what happened with Kara, Lee found it hard to look Anders in the eye. Kara couldn't look at either of them and that just made Lee feel worse.
"So I guess that's it for me." Anders said softly.
"No. You're not gonna die, dammit. You are not gonna die. Kara needs-"
"Why do you care so much, huh? What's it to you if I...Oh." Anders gave Lee a small smile in sudden understanding.