Written for wickedg for the adamaroslin xmas in july exchange, she asked for crack...she got crack!

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The comm rang.

"Adama. Go."

Her giggle came down the line.

"Laura?"

"Bill." Her voice was a good deal lower in tone than was usual, dragging his name out slowly, as if she didn't know where it ended. "Bill Bill Bill."

"What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing yet."

"What?!" He must have misheard her. He shook it off.

She giggled again. "I was cleaning out my office, Tory says I'm very messy, which is rich coming from her, have seen her hair lately? Anywaaaaaay, I came across some stray joints from New Caprica, you know, from those good times. And well..."

Her giggling hit a high pitched squeak. He pulled the phone back for a second and stared at it, his bewilderment trained on the handset like it was the phone and not the woman on the other end that had clearly gone mad.

He put the phone back to his ear. "Laura, are you stoned? On Colonial One?" He mumbled a "without me?!" that he doubted she heard.

The giggling was replaced by a full throated laugh, followed by a low and sexy "Yesssss. And Yes. And not for long." She'd heard.

"Laura, what in gods name were you thinking?"

"Hmmmm, something about how good those smokes were and how Tory isn't the boss of me and I don't really remember what I was thinking. But now I'm thinking that you should stop Admiralling and get your ass over here."

His voice a rumble of teasing, her mood was infectious. "Admiralling isn't a verb. Are you sure you were really a teacher?"

"A verb is an action word! A doing word! If you get your ass into action and get over here I will DO you."

"Laura!"

"Biiiiiill! Bill Bill Bill." She giggled again, his name was great.

He shook his head and laughed at her. "I can't believe you've had some of those joints in your desk since New Caprica."

"Pffffft, oh please Mister, we left Caprica 1.0 three years ago and you still have a never-ending supply of Ambrosia."

"I'm saving those for Earth."

"There'll be bars on Earth!" A d'uh was implied at the end.

"How do you know that?"

"I saw it in a vision! Get a raptor, and tell your crew you have serious business to attend to with the President. And when you get here you will get LAID. Seriously. And if you bring Ambrosia you will get laid on the surface of your choice. Now are you coming over here or do I need to call Tom Zarek?"

"Stay the frak away from Tom frakking Zarek!!"

"I will if Bill frakking Adama gets over here and fraks me. GODS!" She was a giggling mess.

"I'm coming. Stay put."

He vaguely heard her giggling around the repetition of "coming" as he broke the connection, before dialling the CIC. "Dee, get me a raptor. The President's requested a debriefing on…some serious business. I'll be gone all night."