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I'm still not sure what to do. About practically anything.
I got lucky. Really lucky that I not only found Helo and fell in love with him, but that he fell in love with me. And now we have this beautiful daughter who I would die for (and in fact, I have once), and life is just... perfect.
There have been bumps along the way, sure, like getting thrown into hack and having Hera taken away from me. That was probably one of the worst things that's happened to me recently.
And then there's Lee.
It all happened when I flew him over to Colonial One on my Raptor. He was a civilian, and I was still in the fleet, and we frakked. One last time, and we knew it was wrong and that it wasn't love, and then he was gone. He went off to live his life and I went back to my husband and daughter and lied to them both about how everything was fine.
But then with Hera... God, what was I supposed to do? That Six was going to hurt her, I know she was, and so I shot her. Getting thrown into hack, though, I didn't know what to do because Helo was gone. The Old Man pointed that out to me quite clearly in his quarters, that it was my fault, that my husband was in jeopardy, that I couldn't have Hera.
So I turned to Lee. Scuttlebutt had it that he'd been doing well as a voice of reason, and he had managed to get frakking Baltar acquitted. Anyone who thinks differently is fooling themselves – it was Lee on the stand. I just figured that he'd know something that would help me. Something that could save me from a hearing. Strangely enough, he came and visited me in the brig and said he'd work on it.
There were guards there, watching, so I couldn't tell him how much I'd missed him, especially since Karl was gone and Hera wasn't there so I had no one to fall back on for safety. Maybe that's it. I'm just too frakking scared to be alone, and so even though it's wrong to talk to Lee, it filled the emptiness left behind when Helo and my daughter weren't there.
Or maybe I'm just a broken toaster who can't handle human feelings. Who knows?
The point is, he was there, and I wanted to touch him. Instead, he said he'd help and he left me alone again.
It would be better, I think, if I had never pressed Lee to accept me as someone different than Boomer, someone who didn't wear the face of the Cylon who shot his father.
And sometimes the coward in me completely disagrees.
Muse: Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom: Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count: 462
OOC Note: This version of Sharon is AU, not canon, and based off RP. The Helo referred to is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
callsign_helo and the Lee is arrow_of_apollo.
I'm still not sure what to do. About practically anything.
I got lucky. Really lucky that I not only found Helo and fell in love with him, but that he fell in love with me. And now we have this beautiful daughter who I would die for (and in fact, I have once), and life is just... perfect.
There have been bumps along the way, sure, like getting thrown into hack and having Hera taken away from me. That was probably one of the worst things that's happened to me recently.
And then there's Lee.
It all happened when I flew him over to Colonial One on my Raptor. He was a civilian, and I was still in the fleet, and we frakked. One last time, and we knew it was wrong and that it wasn't love, and then he was gone. He went off to live his life and I went back to my husband and daughter and lied to them both about how everything was fine.
But then with Hera... God, what was I supposed to do? That Six was going to hurt her, I know she was, and so I shot her. Getting thrown into hack, though, I didn't know what to do because Helo was gone. The Old Man pointed that out to me quite clearly in his quarters, that it was my fault, that my husband was in jeopardy, that I couldn't have Hera.
So I turned to Lee. Scuttlebutt had it that he'd been doing well as a voice of reason, and he had managed to get frakking Baltar acquitted. Anyone who thinks differently is fooling themselves – it was Lee on the stand. I just figured that he'd know something that would help me. Something that could save me from a hearing. Strangely enough, he came and visited me in the brig and said he'd work on it.
There were guards there, watching, so I couldn't tell him how much I'd missed him, especially since Karl was gone and Hera wasn't there so I had no one to fall back on for safety. Maybe that's it. I'm just too frakking scared to be alone, and so even though it's wrong to talk to Lee, it filled the emptiness left behind when Helo and my daughter weren't there.
Or maybe I'm just a broken toaster who can't handle human feelings. Who knows?
The point is, he was there, and I wanted to touch him. Instead, he said he'd help and he left me alone again.
It would be better, I think, if I had never pressed Lee to accept me as someone different than Boomer, someone who didn't wear the face of the Cylon who shot his father.
And sometimes the coward in me completely disagrees.
Muse: Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom: Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count: 462
OOC Note: This version of Sharon is AU, not canon, and based off RP. The Helo referred to is
callsign_helo and the Lee is arrow_of_apollo.
