Leaving the boys at home ((rp for callmestarbuck, bendy-time))

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"Thank you, Karl," Sharon said as she kissed him, mussing up Hera's hair as he held her out for Sharon to say good-bye to. She shook her head at both of them. "It's not like I'm going to be gone that long, you know. And I'm only going with Kara, so there won't be any trouble."

That comment got her a raised eyebrow from one of possibly Kara's closest friends. Sharon just laughed. "Hey, you boys get to hang out all the time. It's only fair that I get a night off without worrying about anything. No CAP rotation, no late night feedings, no grouchy husbands complaining about their jobs..." She kissed Helo once again and waved to Hera as she left their quarters, then made her way through the halls of Galactica until she got to Joe's. Granted, they wouldn't have any ambrosia, but the drinks they had for the crew were still pretty damn good.

Sharon ordered one for herself and waited for Kara to show up.

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Kara had been told by more than one person she needed to go blow off steam. Really, she'd been told by practically everyone. Apparently, she'd been getting on their nerves.

Well, life was frakking hard lately! She hadn't fully recovered from the Hell that was New Caprica. She may never, really. And life on Galactica was hardly any better these days. What with the mess that was her relationships to Sam and Lee and the Admiral and...well, practically everyone. Again.

But Karl and Sharon? She was on good terms with both of them. Odd, but true. Kara was looking forward to tonight. No agenda. Just fun. Or as close as they could get. She waved at the people she knew in the bar as she walked over to Sharon.

"Hey, stranger."

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"Hey to you, too," Sharon grinned as she hopped off her stool and hugged Kara. "I got us a place right at the bar, unless you wanted to go play some Pyramid first." She shook her head. "Not that I have a chance in hell at beating you at that, since you're married to a professional player plus... well..." She gestured a little at Kara, not really commenting on the scuttlebutt she'd heard that her friend almost went out for the pros herself.

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"A pro I beat all the time?" Kara grinned. "You're right to be afraid." She took a seat at the bar and waved for a drink. "We'll work up to it."

Kara looked over at her friend, "How are you, really, Sharon?" She lifted her glass and gestured around the room. "How's life?"

She asked because she couldn't begin to understand her own.

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"How's life?" She laughed a little. "Being kind of vague now, aren't we?" Sharon shrugged her shoulders, nursing her drink a bit.

"It's... fine. Hera's still recovering. Last time we took her to Doc Cottle, he suggested that we take her to see a psychiatrist, but I'm not so sure about that yet. Helo either, for that matter."

She smiled into her drink. "Although, being on duty? Flying? Having the best husband and kid anyone could ask for?" She looked up to Kara. "It's pretty great." She nodded to Kara. "And you? How're you and Sam doing?"

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"She's too young for that!" Kara was horrified. "I mean...what's she going to talk about? Block towers?" She shook her head. Cottle was an ass sometimes.

"I'm glad it's great. Really." She swished her drink around and rolled her eyes. "Sam and I are...Sam and I. We're a big mess." She shrugged. "The sex is good. When we want it to be."

"Tell you a secret, if you promise not to let it out." Kara raised her eyebrows but didn't really wait for the nod. "I envy you."

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"Tell me about it," she grumbled. Sharon still hadn't completely forgiven Cottle for his part in the disappearance of Hera for an entire year. He'd seen how it had affected her and he allowed it to happen.

It didn't exactly sound like the sort of doctor you'd normally want, but she'd been pressed between leaving a sick baby with the Cylons or returning to Galactica. There really had been no choice.

"When you want it to be?" She shook her head. That wasn't good at all. "Kara, what happened? You two were so... I don't know. I remember back on Caprica, when we left him behind. Even then, I saw the connection between you."

Her eyebrow rose and she started to laugh. "Wait, sorry. God envies the Cylon? Okay, this, I have to hear."

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She shrugged. "This. That. That again. I can't explain it." Couldn't really explain it to herself, even. "Things were good. Stuff happened." New Caprica. "Now...it's like we aren't the same people. I think...I think we have to almost start over and I don't know if it's worth it." To him.

"Hey, I am being serious. Look at what you have. A husband who would do anything for you, a child returned from the dead, a commission no one wanted you to have a year ago and yet you own it, now." She looked away and downed her drink. "You seem happy, Sharon. I bet everyone envies you that."

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"Stuff happened," she repeated back, shaking her head a bit and ordering another drink. "I don't know why you'd think it wouldn't be worth it."

She eyed Kara carefully. "Right, so I've got the perfect husband? It doesn't make me the perfect wife. I sure as hell wasn't back before New Caprica." She got her drink and decided she'd better nurse it, just in case. "Kara, I knew that Brother Cavil was a Cylon and I didn't tell you. I let him come with us back to Galactica because I didn't care about anyone except myself. I pushed Helo away from me because I just wanted to drown in my own depression over losing Hera. Tell me how pushing away the one person who loves you more than anything makes any sense."