This is my first BSG fan fic. It is set after The Redemption of Apollo. It is more drama about the characters than anything. Just a thought that I had, definitely nothing to do with the real story line. Not sure if I will write more. I will see if anyone is interested in it first, so please review, criticism is welcome, but please don't be to mean (just kidding, hopefully no one out there is mean). Sorry if the grammar is not the best! Thanks for reading.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Unless you don't recognize it from the show, and still then I don't really own it.

Chapter 1

The rumors were all over the ship. Lee had been sleeping with a hooker. Actually paying her for sex. The thought alone brought a sick feeling to the pit of her stomach. Not to mention he almost had gotten killed in the process. "Frakkin idiot." Kara Thrace thought aloud as she lay in her bunk waiting for sleep to claim her. A sleep that would not come.

After several hours of lying there growing angrier by the minute she could not take it any longer. She slid out of bed as quietly as she could trying not to wake the rest of her room mates in the process. She pulled on a pair of sweats and a running jacket and sank into the hall.

She soon found her way into the weight room. Maybe hitting something would help her feel better. For some odd reason it usually did. The lights were already on in the room when she entered. "Someone obviously doesn't know anything about conserving power." She muttered under her breath.

"Guilty." A voice came from the other side of the room.

There lay the object of her thoughts, the fuel for her furry just fifteen feet away from her. Glistening in sweat in all his god like glory, the mighty Apollo.

"Starbuck, what are you doing up so late." He said rising slowly to his feet.

"Couldn't sleep" she muttered, while strapping the gloves to her hands, wishing she could pound his face rather than the bag she was about to hit.

"Too busy worrying about me?" He tried to tease. Which was not the right move. She was obviously not in a teasing move. He was not to far from the truth.

"You know I almost died." He said raising his chin and pointing at the long red line across his neck. It had been almost a week since the event happened, he would probably be left with a scar for life. She did not look impressed.

"Lee every day since the attack we have the constant threat of dying. Why should this be any different? Just think if you actually would have died your wish would have been granted." She said with a hard left hand to the bag.

"What's your problem Kara?" He said coming closer to where she stood hammering the punching bag.

"Stay away Lee. That is your only warning."

"What are you giving me orders now Lieutenant." He said smugly, he always did like to pull rank on her.

"Like I said Lee it was a warning, not an order a warning." She said sharply.

"Well I'm giving you an order; you tell me why you are so angry with me?" He demanded.

He watched her as she slowly removed the gloves. She then looked up at him with a look in her eyes that was unreadable. "I don't have to tell you crap! Captain." She hissed and then turned to leave.

"Starbuck, you get back here, that is an order." He shouted after.

"Go frak your whore!" She yelled over her shoulder. Her hand reached the hatch as she prepared to make a hasty exit, but a tight grip on her shoulders prevented her retreat.

"What did you say?" He said in a tight voice, the anger written all over his face.

"You heard me." She replied not looking up to meet his gaze.

"So this is what this is all about. The attitude, the snubbing because you don't approve of my actions. The perfect holier than thou Starbuck is mad at me!" He spat out. "We know you never screw up Starbuck. You were the last person I expected this from."

"I sleep with one guy, Captain, just one guy, and you accuse me of being a slut. Or I think "Pilot who can't keep her pants up" were your exact words."

"Kara, I'm sorry, I should not have said that." He even had the courtesy to look like he was ashamed. The look was lost on Kara though.

"Well next time you decide to lecture me on anything. You can just shut your frakkin mouth." She yelled.

"I can see we are going to get nowhere with this conversation Starbuck, I am going to bed, the gym is yours." He said reaching down to open the hatch.

She watched his retreating back and couldn't help but hurl one last insult. "Hope you have sweet dreams of your whore!"

She waited for the comeback, the outpouring of anger, rage, but it did not come. All she noticed was his shoulders and head drooping lower than they already were.

She should feel bad. She thought, not bad, horrible. He was her friend one of the few, and she had just brow beat him for a stupid mistake that she knew he regretted also. She didn't though. She only felt hurt and angry.

The next morning Starbuck woke up in almost a worse mood than when she had finally fallen asleep. She had the morning off which was very unusual. Lucky for her nuggets because when she was in moods like this she was not the most patient of instructors. She considered crawling back into bed for couple more hours of much needed sleep. Instead she decided to go for a run. The exercise would do her good take her mind of things that did her no good to think about.

Her run brought her to the living quarters of the men and women who kept the Battlestar going, the maintenance workers, the cooks, and the laundry crew. It had been several weeks since she had been up here. To long.

She let herself in the hatch and walked down the corridor to find the room. The one room with the one person in it that would help get her out of this mood she was in. "She's probably forgotten who I am." She said under her breath as she rapped softly on the door.

"Coming, who is it?" She heard from the other side of the door.

"It's me Kara." She answered.

"Kara come in, we haven't seen you in weeks." Greeted the other women.

"Eve, I'm sorry there has been a lot going on the past few weeks and I just haven't had the time to slip away. How is she?"

"Wearing me out! She has hit the terrible two's early. I think she is the most stubborn 19 month old I have met."

Kara couldn't help hide the grin at that one. "Well she comes by it honestly. Is she asleep?"

"No, she is at the table having breakfast." She replied.

The room that served as their main living quarters was tiny. It was barely big enough for the three of them to live in. The room was in an L shape. They used the corner as the kitchen area. There she was sitting up in a chair several pillows under her little bottom holding her up and a little strap to keep her from falling on her head.

"Hey there little girl" she whispered not wanting to startle the little mite. She was rewarded with a big sticky grin.

"Do you remember me?" "Kara" she said patting her chest.

"Kawa" she repeated pointing up at Kara.

"So you do remember me." She said planting a kiss on her feathery blonde hair.

"She has been getting a lot of use of that ball you brought her." Eve said. "We don't find many toys on board this old ship."

"I think she is done can I get her down?" Kara said looking at Eve for approval.

"Sure, how long can you stay?"

"I don't know maybe a couple of hours." Kara replied hesitantly. She loved the little girl, but wasn't the best with kids.

"Good, she did not sleep well last night. She has had a cough and it kept her up. You two have fun. I am going to take a much needed nap."

Eve did look a little wore out. The attack seemed like it had aged everybody, and chasing after a toddler did not make things easier for the older woman.

"Come on Leah, do you want to play ball?" Kara asked releasing the little girl from her restraints and pulling her up into her arms.

"Ball!" She squealed as Kara made her way to the corner of the small room where Leah's few toys were kept. Kara bent over and picked the pyramid ball up she had brought back from Caprica. Just looking at it brought back memories from that ill fated trip.

She sat the little girl down and looked around for a box or something they could use as a basket. She spied a basket on the table. "Ah this will work perfectly." She set the basket on the small inn table in the room, and then proceeded to teach Leah how to shoot a basket. After several attempts she seemed to have an idea of the game. They were both fully enjoying one another's company until Leah noticed the missing person.

"Mama?" She asked Kara. "Mama is taking a nap."

The little girls lip began to quiver. "Oh no you don't" Kara said interrupting her little pout. "Why don't you and I go on a walk?" Kara suggested. "Let me just right a note to Eve and out we go."

The little girl was independent already and did not want to be carried. She loved running up and down the corridors as fast as her little legs would carry her. Kara was careful to stay on the parts of the ship where she new she was not as well known. Most people had an idea who she was, but the people on this side really didn't care, nor would they question what she was doing with this little girl.

They ran up and down the halls for quite sometime, chasing the ball or just chasing each other. When it seemed like she had begun to tire Kara hoisted her on her back for a piggy-back ride, back to the room. They were at the last corridor when a door close to them swung open. Into the hall waltzed a slightly rumpled looking Hotdog, by the look on the girls face standing in the open room, Kara new exactly what he was doing there. "Lieutenant, I..I was just" he started to sputter to come up with an answer, then noticed the extra something that was attached to Kara's back, his jaw just dropped.

"What's wrong Hotdog, never saw a kid before?" Starbuck snapped at the younger man.

"Well I guess I have just not with you." He said pointedly.

"I'm just helping a friend out, but if you mention this to anyone, you can only imagine what I will do to you. Got that Hotdog!" She barked the end out almost like an order.

"Hey as far as I am concerned neither of us saw a thing." He said quickly.

"Good, carry on." She said dismissing the bewildered pilot.

"Okay Leah, that was a close one, hopefully he can keep his big mouth shut." She whispered to the little girl as they entered her little home.

Eve was already up when they came back. "Feeling better?" Kara asked.

"Yes much thank you! Come here sweetie." She said to the child in Kara's arms.

"Mama!" exclaimed the toddler as the threw herself at her mother.

She should have been used to it by now, but still she couldn't help but cringe as she watched the white blonde head next to the black one. "I can't think about this right now this is how it has to be, for now." She thought to herself.

"Eve, this is all the money I have right now." Starbuck said reaching into her pocket and pulling out the crumpled cubits. "It is hard to come by since they stopped paying us much of anything. I'm sorry I wish it were more."

"That's all right Kara, we know the situation. We don't expect any more."

"I will be back tomorrow" Kara added.

"Don't feel like you have to Kara, we are fine, really we are." Eve explained.

"I know Eve, but I'm not" Kara answered noting the alarm in Eve's eyes. "I need to go, I'm on duty soon, goodbye Eve."

"Leah one more hug?" She asked the sleepy little girl, who nodded in reply. Kara did not hesitate to pull her into her arms. "I'll be back soon" she whispered into her ear. "Kara loves you so much!" She said with one final kiss.

As she headed to her room to change she couldn't keep the tears from welling up in her eyes, tears that threatened to spill, but she would not let them. Her life was so different than she had planned. She did not have time though to reminisce of the past, she had a job to do.