Lee opened his eyes and found himself starring up at a thatched roof, much different from the metal shingles of his own house. He looked to his left and saw Kara, curled up in a blanket with an arm draped across his chest. He smiled to himself. Yesterday had definately been the best day of his life, hands down, no questions asked. He'd found Kara. The rest of the fleet, too, but Kara was all that mattered to him. In all the years he'd been searching, she was really the only thing that kept him going. He could hardly remember exactly how he ended up in Kara's house, in Kara's bed; everything else after seeing Kara running to him and knocking him to the ground was a blur.
Moving Kara's arm off of him gently and putting his feet on the rug covering the dirt floor, Lee went into the other room, pouring himself a glass of water from a jug on the floor. He decided to have a look around the small house while he waited for Kara to wake up, and was slightly surprised to see an old picture of Kara and Zak, with Lee standing awkwardly off to the side, tacked to the wall. He lifted a finger up to the faded photograph and traced Kara's happy smile. She had rarely been that happy three years ago when everything still pretended to make sense, but last night, when she'd come running into his arms like that was the obvious place she belonged, he had never seen her happier.
"Lee Adama, you old sap. Should I get you a tissue?" There was Kara, standing in the doorway, completely naked. Lee felt his face going flush, and he sucked in a sharp breath. She winked at him and suddenly charged into him, knocking him backwards onto a pallet of blankets and pillows, laughing wildly. He let himself fall back, supporting her weight with ease, and enjoyed the feel of her body on top of his.
"I've missed you, Kara," he placed a chaste kiss under her chin, "Really, really missed you." He lifted his head and rested it on her shoulder, inhaling the earthy, sweet scent that was Kara Thrace.
She replied with a laugh, bending down lower to nip his neck and grind the soft skin between her teeth. "So how long did you think it would take after you found me until I let you frak me again?" Her smirk was wicked, and Lee's eyes grew big; he let in another sharp breath. He started to move a hand upward to cup her breast, but pulled back at the last second.
"Kara, shouldn't we talk first?'
She bent her head again and traced a pattern of kisses down his chest, shaking her head. "What's there to talk about? Sam's dead, Dee's out of the picture, and- oh, wait. I know." She sat up abruptly, one leg on either side of him, and put her no-bullshit-tell-it-like-it-frakking-is face on. "Why don't we talk about that little girl you were holding last night? The one you handed back to Dee so quickly."
She crossed her arms and tilted her head, waiting. She knew it was all too good to be true. Here was Lee, finally here after three years, but there was a catch: he had a frakking kid. Hell, there was always a catch. She couldn't really say she was surprised.
Lee propped himself up on his elbows, his growing hardness quickly dwindling away. Well, he had wanted to talk, after all.
"It's not what you think, Kara. Ophellia's not my daughter. She's Dee's, and I've helped look after her a few times. She calls me Uncle Lee, Kara, not daddy."
Kara's tough, hard-as-nails resolve crumbled slightly. "She's not yours?"
"No." Lee raised his eyebrows when Kara didn't look like she believed him.
"So... so let me get this straight. Sam's dead, and Dee's just a friend?"
Neither of them had to speak what the words meant, nor could they hide their smiles as Kara leaned into Lee for another earth-shattering kiss. This time it meant so much more. It meant the gods had won, destiny had won, and there was nothing stopping them from being together now. Not the Galactica, not duty before love, not marriage vows or commitments. No more quick fraks in the bunk room in between CAPs, no more forbidden kisses stolen from another person's love. Now they were free, free to go outside in the cold rain and shout promises of love to the stars, like that long ago night on New Caprica.
Lee put a hand to her cheek, placing a kiss to her forehead. "Kara, I love you." His words were simple, innocent, yet unyielding and strong all the same.
Kara's gut reaction- the one she had whenever someone told her that- was to push Lee and his love away, like she had so many countless times before. But this time, it was all different. Even the way he said the words was different, like this time he knew it was really going to be returned.
She brought a hand up to cover his, and whispered the words back, closing her eyes and feeling anew. She rolled off of him so she was laying cuddled into his side, her head on his chest, and for the first time in maybe even her whole life, she felt like she had something, someone, to call 'home'.
a/n: yay, a happy ending. although there will be at least one more chapter, maybe even two.