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BSG2003; Farstrider drabbles (cont.)
Title: Farstrider (06) - (10)
Pairings: Apollo x Helo (pre-slash), Helo x Eight, Helo x Anders (pre-slash)
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica 2003
Rating: G to PG
Warnings: AU. Unbeta-ed. Jumps from person to person, not always with any indication of who the main character is.
Disclaimer: I don't own BSG, I don't make any money doing this, and the intention is to amuse, not offend.
Summary: In which Lee "Apollo" Adama is the one sent after Apollo's Arrow on Caprica after his father is shot.
(06)
The chevrons on his collar meant the man was a Captain, but Helo didn't really notice that. His attention was on Boomer, on trying to hold the crimson blood inside her, willing her to live. It didn't work though. The man in the flight suit had shot her straight through the heart, and no one could survive that. When the smaller pilot pulled Helo off, the injured man attacked with the strength of fury and desperation. By the time he collapsed to his knees, he was sobbing and babbling, slamming his fists futilely against the chest of the smaller pilot. That was when he noticed the man was a Captain.
(07)
It took Apollo a few tries to make the tall pilot understand. By then though, they were close enough to Caprica City that he could point out others as examples. Boomer was a Cylon. She had shot the Admiral. This was just another copy, trying to gain his trust for some other purpose. The knowledge made Helo sick. Or it could have been radiation sickness. Either way, Helo was in pretty bad shape. Bad enough shape that the only help he could afford Apollo was as a lookout. He felt pretty useless at first. That was before he shot himself a few Cylons though, one of them wearing Sharon's face. But then Apollo charged out with the Arrow of his patron deity, and they were making for the hills. Helo told him of the survivors who had been left behind, but Apollo had one mission, to bring back the Arrow.
(08)
Kara "Starbuck" Thrace waited with signature impatience as the Raider - Her Raider - was lowered to the hangar deck. It was hard enough to believe that perfect Lee Adama had committed mutiny and gone AWOL. It was even harder to believe he had done so by stealing her captured Cylon Raider. She was in no way surprised however, that he had managed to complete the mission he had been sent on by the President. Kara grinned a bit to herself. The President, who was currently in Galactica's brig, tripping on Chamalla.
(09)
It had been a lot to ask, she knew that. But she also knew that Lee was the perfect candidate for this mission. Not only did he trust her, he also knew the Commander, and knew that the Commander had no idea how to get to Earth. Not only that, but the clean cut young Major was completely above suspicion. In a way, all of that made it even harder for her to ask him to take the mission. Oh, he had been perfect for it, but that's part of what made her regret it. Laura sighed deeply and rubbed her eyes. Her whole body hurt. The sound of the outer hatch opening made her straighten her spine. She was the only prisoner in this block. Someone was coming to visit.
(10)
Lee paced his cell like one of the hunting cats in the zoo back on Caprica. He was not a man meant for inactivity. The outer hatch opened, and his head snapped up to look. He was expecting anyone but the tall pilot he had come to depend upon on Caprica. Helo. He thought back, remembering all he could about the younger man. The same age as Starbuck, the two of them were close, had gone through much of their training together. Helo had been tricked by one of the Cylons, the Sharon Valerii model, had fallen for the toaster. Lee watched with hooded eyes as the taller man strode purposefully to the metal mesh covered opening. Helo stood there, watching him evenly, and slowly, drawn like iron to lodestone, Apollo went to him.
Pairings: Apollo x Helo (pre-slash), Helo x Eight, Helo x Anders (pre-slash)
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica 2003
Rating: G to PG
Warnings: AU. Unbeta-ed. Jumps from person to person, not always with any indication of who the main character is.
Disclaimer: I don't own BSG, I don't make any money doing this, and the intention is to amuse, not offend.
Summary: In which Lee "Apollo" Adama is the one sent after Apollo's Arrow on Caprica after his father is shot.
(06)
The chevrons on his collar meant the man was a Captain, but Helo didn't really notice that. His attention was on Boomer, on trying to hold the crimson blood inside her, willing her to live. It didn't work though. The man in the flight suit had shot her straight through the heart, and no one could survive that. When the smaller pilot pulled Helo off, the injured man attacked with the strength of fury and desperation. By the time he collapsed to his knees, he was sobbing and babbling, slamming his fists futilely against the chest of the smaller pilot. That was when he noticed the man was a Captain.
(07)
It took Apollo a few tries to make the tall pilot understand. By then though, they were close enough to Caprica City that he could point out others as examples. Boomer was a Cylon. She had shot the Admiral. This was just another copy, trying to gain his trust for some other purpose. The knowledge made Helo sick. Or it could have been radiation sickness. Either way, Helo was in pretty bad shape. Bad enough shape that the only help he could afford Apollo was as a lookout. He felt pretty useless at first. That was before he shot himself a few Cylons though, one of them wearing Sharon's face. But then Apollo charged out with the Arrow of his patron deity, and they were making for the hills. Helo told him of the survivors who had been left behind, but Apollo had one mission, to bring back the Arrow.
(08)
Kara "Starbuck" Thrace waited with signature impatience as the Raider - Her Raider - was lowered to the hangar deck. It was hard enough to believe that perfect Lee Adama had committed mutiny and gone AWOL. It was even harder to believe he had done so by stealing her captured Cylon Raider. She was in no way surprised however, that he had managed to complete the mission he had been sent on by the President. Kara grinned a bit to herself. The President, who was currently in Galactica's brig, tripping on Chamalla.
(09)
It had been a lot to ask, she knew that. But she also knew that Lee was the perfect candidate for this mission. Not only did he trust her, he also knew the Commander, and knew that the Commander had no idea how to get to Earth. Not only that, but the clean cut young Major was completely above suspicion. In a way, all of that made it even harder for her to ask him to take the mission. Oh, he had been perfect for it, but that's part of what made her regret it. Laura sighed deeply and rubbed her eyes. Her whole body hurt. The sound of the outer hatch opening made her straighten her spine. She was the only prisoner in this block. Someone was coming to visit.
(10)
Lee paced his cell like one of the hunting cats in the zoo back on Caprica. He was not a man meant for inactivity. The outer hatch opened, and his head snapped up to look. He was expecting anyone but the tall pilot he had come to depend upon on Caprica. Helo. He thought back, remembering all he could about the younger man. The same age as Starbuck, the two of them were close, had gone through much of their training together. Helo had been tricked by one of the Cylons, the Sharon Valerii model, had fallen for the toaster. Lee watched with hooded eyes as the taller man strode purposefully to the metal mesh covered opening. Helo stood there, watching him evenly, and slowly, drawn like iron to lodestone, Apollo went to him.