The tears well up, and she puts her arms around him. He cries, holding her tight. You should go, she whispers after a time, and he kisses her mouth. Laura puts one small hand against the glass, and the Twins hold up theirs. Not waving goodbye, but touching palm to palm. Lee weeps. Kara holds her hand to her heart.
Once she was an orphan.
"You know, my very earliest memory of my father was him flying away on a big plane..." Like a car, pulling away from the curb. "And wondering when he was coming back. He's not coming back this time. "No, he's not," she says, and watches his face, measuring loss. Can he take this? "...Neither am I."
Lee looks back at her, neither shocked nor comfortable, neither happy nor sad. I'm here. You're here. This is all that matters. "Where are you going?"
She smiles, at peace. "I don't know. I just know that I'm done here. I've completed my journey." She nods. "It feels good."
They slam down the shots and she raises a finger, impressed with her daring as part of the act. "You and I. Right here. Right now." That's all that matters. I have to cheat to make the pieces fit. She holds her hand up, like a stage magician presenting her latest trick. Lee laughs. "On the table?" He leans in, laughing; she double-dog-dares him. It makes him laugh. He stands up; their laughs are husky and excited. He agrees, and she slides onto the table, slapping it on either side. Her wig is a little bit endangered at this point. Lee leans down over her and she giggles; she arches up to meet his kiss, and shoves a wine glass off the table.
"Oops!" Zak shouts from the couch, asleep. "Something's broken..."
What isn't? The moment ends, and Lee climbs down. They are ashamed. She snatches at a placemat, to put the table in order, and hops down to fetch his jacket, looking at Zak on the couch. She holds out a hand, slowly, but when he takes it in his it's less a shake and more like holding something else. Their skin is touching. "It was nice to meet you, Lee Adama," she says. The lights in their eyes say it: this link will never end. This moment, the awful moment of their attempts and broken tries and promises. They belong to each other now. "Likewise, Kara Thrace."
She holds his eyes, remembering. "So what about you? What are you gonna do? Today is the first day of the rest of your life, Lee." He takes his cue from her tone. "Well? I always thought when this was all done I would, um, uh, kick back." She nods. "Relax, spend the rest of my days doing the absolute minimum humanly possible." She's so close to weeping; keep talking. Say the words. "And now that you're here?" He is young, coltish and excited, almost shouting. "I want to explore! I want to climb the mountains, I want to cross the oceans, I want to... Gods, I can't believe I'm saying this, it sounds so exhausting. I must be crazy..."