For a tumblr prompt from
dragoninthecup
Kara stays on Caprica.
Kara/Sam.
Kara knows Sam promised to take down the farms, but he didn’t see them. He doesn’t know how evil they are, how much the thought of them makes her skin crawl (where it doesn’t hurt, but she’s not thinking about that). She needs to see it happen herself. So she sends Karl and Sharon back with the Arrow, hoping that’ll be enough to keep the toaster alive, though she’s not sure she cares all that much, really.
Sam frowns at her, until she challenges him on it, trying to grin. “What? You can’t wait to get rid of me, after all?”
“‘Course not. But if I had the chance to go, I wouldn’t be staying here.”
He says it dry, as if he means it, except they both know he’s lying, because he had the chance and he refused.
Sam watches the Heavy Raider head into the sky. Kara’s eyes track it but then fall to trace his profile in the fading orange light.
Those women in the farms haunt her, but right now, this moment, she can admit that leaving him here to die would haunt her more. She doesn’t need any more ghosts on her own way to the end.
His arm goes over her shoulder and for a moment, she forgets they have no chance. And that’s enough.
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Kara stays on Caprica.
Kara/Sam.
Kara knows Sam promised to take down the farms, but he didn’t see them. He doesn’t know how evil they are, how much the thought of them makes her skin crawl (where it doesn’t hurt, but she’s not thinking about that). She needs to see it happen herself. So she sends Karl and Sharon back with the Arrow, hoping that’ll be enough to keep the toaster alive, though she’s not sure she cares all that much, really.
Sam frowns at her, until she challenges him on it, trying to grin. “What? You can’t wait to get rid of me, after all?”
“‘Course not. But if I had the chance to go, I wouldn’t be staying here.”
He says it dry, as if he means it, except they both know he’s lying, because he had the chance and he refused.
Sam watches the Heavy Raider head into the sky. Kara’s eyes track it but then fall to trace his profile in the fading orange light.
Those women in the farms haunt her, but right now, this moment, she can admit that leaving him here to die would haunt her more. She doesn’t need any more ghosts on her own way to the end.
His arm goes over her shoulder and for a moment, she forgets they have no chance. And that’s enough.