|rap541 (rap541) wrote,|
@ 2008-08-26 16:44:00
Alpha and Omega part 64 - "The Right Choice"
Woo part 64 :) Of Alpha and Omega, my big damn tablefic of the unlikly coupling of Kara the Bold,and Felix the Gay!
Title - "The Right Choice"
Prompt - Fall - 064
Word count - 1091
Summary - Sam has to make a decision once Kara returns with the scepter.
Author's note - I recommend reading in order and here's a link to the table.
He heard the rushed booted footsteps in the tunnel long before he saw her. He had heard a lot of things, gunfire mostly, and he had seen a heavy raider approach the mountain top temple. Sam didn’t consider himself a brilliant man, but he wasn’t dumb. The Cylons knew that they were there. It frightened him, for Kara’s sake. She had a streak of crazy running down her back, not quite suicidal but brave to the point of insanity. Once she got going, she wasn’t likely to stop until she was forced to. That was why he was quick to smile when he spotted her running.
He grabbed her up and hugged her, before she left the safety of the tunnel entrance. “Is anyone chasing you?” He could see already that she was upset and there weren’t any footsteps following her. Bad news, he thought as he took in her expression. “Where is Gaeta?”
He knew, of course, just by the tight lipped flash of anger on her face. Gaeta was dead, or worse. It was too bad, it was too bad when anyone got killed and worse if they were captured alive, but he couldn’t help but be glad that it had been Kara that had made it.
She hugged him hard, her eyes looking both devastated and frighteningly angry. “The son of a bitch…. We got the scepter and he gave it to me… and then we were getting away and I saw him fall. He drew the Cylons away from me… I wouldn’t have gotten away…” She was as close to being in shock as he had ever seen her, almost as bad as when they had rescued her from the twisted Cylon breeding farm. He was surprised but only for a moment. He realized suddenly that Kara considered the man more than just a fellow soldier on the mission with her. Not quite a lover, Sam thought as all of the odd pieces began to jell together, but not just a friend either. Gaeta had struck him as cold, but there had been furtive glances and Sam could admit, he had been surprised at how willing Gaeta had been about keeping Kara from doing something she might later regret. He had brushed it off with the thought that Gaeta was just the sort that liked to torture, but he had been struck by how truly sickened the man had been afterward, and by how concerned Kara had been. A real shame then, since Kara cared about the man, and Sam knew it was going to be rather lonely for her. He was dying, and Felix Gaeta was lucky if he was already dead.
“I’m sorry,” he said softly as he held her.
Abruptly she pulled away. “I can’t leave him here, Sam.” Her eyes took on that faintly crazed look he had only seen a few times before.
“Kara…” Sam didn’t know what to say. “They don’t take prisoners. He’s probably already dead.”
“No…. I heard that bastard Cavil.” Her eyes gleamed. “He wanted prisoners. He wanted prisoners before, and that means he’ll keep Gaeta alive.” She shrugged away from his touch. “I can get back into the temple… I can’t leave him here, Sam.”
“That’s… that’s what he signed up for, Kara. He’s a soldier, just like you.” He didn’t want to be cruel. He had the sense that if it had gone down as she had described, that Gaeta had wanted *her* to be safe.
She spun around. “You don’t get it.” Her voice growled with anger. “He’s not the right type. Some people are stone cold killers, and some people make bad choices that they regret. Felix hates this. He’s only here because he thinks it’s his duty and because we convinced him he was the only one who could… who could find this.” She shrugged off the rucksack and opened it.
Sam whistled as she held it up. He wasn’t a religious man, but he had seen temple relics before and Kara was holding a showpiece. It was clearly gold, and he knew without needing to ask that the gems embedded in it were real. She was holding a fortune, but what struck him was how the scepter seemed to glow in the dim light of the tunnel entrance. “Why is it doing that?”
“I don’t know,” Kara said after a moment. “It happened with Felix, too. He said the priests had always wanted him to enter the monastery….” Her expression took on a suddenly intense caste. She held it out to Sam, but he hesitated.
“I might break it,” he said, but after a moment, he took it. He was surprised at how heavy it was, and how it stopped glowing. Kara took it back quickly, and began to twist it, revealing that the entire scepter was like one of the puzzles he had played with as a child. “Kara, be careful… It might break…”
“Motherfrakker!” She slammed it into the dirt. She kicked it into the tunnel wall. Then she seemed to regain control. “Sam… When Felix touched it, it glowed, and when he twisted it, there were… jump coordinates. It was the way to Earth. If… if he’s the only one who can make it work?”
Sam wasn’t all that certain that it was as urgent as that. If the scepter was a puzzle, the way he suspected it was, then it didn’t matter who solved it. Someone would be able to, Kara had told him during her last trip that Gaius Baltar had been among the survivors in the fleet. If the scepter was some sort of puzzle, a man that bright could solve it.
But… he wasn’t a fool. There was never going to be a real happily ever after for him, and that meant that Kara would be alone. She would be alone, when she could be with someone, someone that had loved her enough to let the Cylons take him instead of her, and Sam didn’t think for a second that Felix Gaeta didn’t understand the bargain he had made to save Kara’s life.
That made it a lot easier. That, and the knowledge that he was going to die regardless of how he chose.
“If he’s the only one who can solve it,” he said as he picked up the scepter, noting that it did not glow at all in his hands, “ then I agree. We can’t leave him.”
Kara’s sudden , wolfish smile let him know he had made the right choice.