"Half the time?" Sharon shook her head. "Try most of the time. You are... incredibly selfish and it bothers the frak out of me because, yes. You are using me to make yourself feel better. Look at yourself right now!" She tried to keep her voice down since they were still in the hallway. "You just want to frak me so that whatever problems with your wife of Kara or your father or, hell, even this trial? You just want to frak me so it'll all go away, just for a moment."
She kept her eyes down. "Why are you doing this to me?" Sharon's voice was quiet when she asked him.
"Yes, I might have some things going on in my life right now that don't make sense or that I'm stressing about, but I love Helo. I'm not going to leave him for you, if that's what you're thinking about me doing, okay?"
She looked up. "But it's not, is it? You want the quick fix." Sharon ran a hand through her hair. "To hell with it. Yeah, you can see me later." And she'd hate herself later, too. She wondered when it would ever end...
Lee's jaw tightened, as he struggled to keep himself calm. "You can frakking well say 'no', Sharon." His voice had lowered to nothing more than a rough, harsh whisper. "You keep saying how much you don't want to do this, and how wrong it is, and how sorry you are that it ever happened." Shaking his head, Lee put his hand on Sharon's shoulder. Outside of the pair, it would seem like nothing more than a friendly gesture between a former CAG and his former pilot. But there was an electric jolt when Lee made contact, and by the placement of his hand, he was sure Sharon realized it was a hair's breadth away from cupping the back of her neck and pulling her in to crush his mouth against hers.
"I'm not doing anything that you don't want me to. We both know what this is. Everyone escapes, or tries to. Some people drink, some people take stims, you and I..."
There was a sound from the room. Something was happening with the trial. Lee stood, took his hand off Sharon's shoulder and straightened his suit.
"You and I will see each other later."
She nodded, almost numbly. "I said it already, didn't I? We'll see each other." At times like this, she hated him. But there were noises coming from the room behind Lee and she motioned to the door. "You better go. After the trial... I'll see you. And you better live up to all these promises of making life better, or this is it."
Sharon knew it wasn't the end, but she had to say it anyway. She hated complications, and it seemed like that was all Lee Adama was lately.
"Just get your act together before I see you next, got it?" And without another word, she walked away, intent on finding Hera to make sure she was all right, as she tried to figure it all out.
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Date: 2007-10-03 03:37 pm (UTC)She kept her eyes down. "Why are you doing this to me?" Sharon's voice was quiet when she asked him.
"Yes, I might have some things going on in my life right now that don't make sense or that I'm stressing about, but I love Helo. I'm not going to leave him for you, if that's what you're thinking about me doing, okay?"
She looked up. "But it's not, is it? You want the quick fix." Sharon ran a hand through her hair. "To hell with it. Yeah, you can see me later." And she'd hate herself later, too. She wondered when it would ever end...
Lee's jaw tightened, as he struggled to keep himself calm. "You can frakking well say 'no', Sharon." His voice had lowered to nothing more than a rough, harsh whisper. "You keep saying how much you don't want to do this, and how wrong it is, and how sorry you are that it ever happened." Shaking his head, Lee put his hand on Sharon's shoulder. Outside of the pair, it would seem like nothing more than a friendly gesture between a former CAG and his former pilot. But there was an electric jolt when Lee made contact, and by the placement of his hand, he was sure Sharon realized it was a hair's breadth away from cupping the back of her neck and pulling her in to crush his mouth against hers.
"I'm not doing anything that you don't want me to. We both know what this is. Everyone escapes, or tries to. Some people drink, some people take stims, you and I..."
There was a sound from the room. Something was happening with the trial. Lee stood, took his hand off Sharon's shoulder and straightened his suit.
"You and I will see each other later."
She nodded, almost numbly. "I said it already, didn't I? We'll see each other." At times like this, she hated him. But there were noises coming from the room behind Lee and she motioned to the door. "You better go. After the trial... I'll see you. And you better live up to all these promises of making life better, or this is it."
Sharon knew it wasn't the end, but she had to say it anyway. She hated complications, and it seemed like that was all Lee Adama was lately.
"Just get your act together before I see you next, got it?" And without another word, she walked away, intent on finding Hera to make sure she was all right, as she tried to figure it all out.