Fic: The Way It Should Be
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Title: The Way It Should Be
Rating: R
Characters: Kara/Lee, Sam, Helo, Gaeta, Hoshi, Zak
Warnings: mentions of past child abuse
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Author Notes: Written forworkerbee73 for the song prompt “Box Full of Letters” and the lyrics I wish I had a lotta answers/'Cause that's the way it should be/All these questions/Being directed at me...
Summary: Lee Adama heads home for spring break to join the Occupy CapCity protest and finds himself questioning everything.
Lee slams the door as he gets out of the car, twenty minutes of angry silence expressed in the gesture. His mother takes off with a screech. He shakes his head in frustration and drops his tent, swinging his pack onto his back.
As he turns toward the camp, he catches a girl watching him. She’s perched on the stone wall that runs the perimeter of the dozen city blocks that make up Greystone Park, and she’s looking at him like she saw everything that just happened.
He flinches under her gaze. When he meets her eyes, she offers a lopsided smile. He feels his heart start to pound. For a moment Lee thinks he must know her.
pilots_presents and can finally claim it!Title: The Way It Should Be
Rating: R
Characters: Kara/Lee, Sam, Helo, Gaeta, Hoshi, Zak
Warnings: mentions of past child abuse
Beta Thanks: ALL the thanks to
wicked_sassy for her help!Author Notes: Written for
workerbee73 for the song prompt “Box Full of Letters” and the lyrics I wish I had a lotta answers/'Cause that's the way it should be/All these questions/Being directed at me...Summary: Lee Adama heads home for spring break to join the Occupy CapCity protest and finds himself questioning everything.
Lee slams the door as he gets out of the car, twenty minutes of angry silence expressed in the gesture. His mother takes off with a screech. He shakes his head in frustration and drops his tent, swinging his pack onto his back.
As he turns toward the camp, he catches a girl watching him. She’s perched on the stone wall that runs the perimeter of the dozen city blocks that make up Greystone Park, and she’s looking at him like she saw everything that just happened.
He flinches under her gaze. When he meets her eyes, she offers a lopsided smile. He feels his heart start to pound. For a moment Lee thinks he must know her.
