Title: Spring
Author: Sarah Chaya
Pairing: K/S
Spoilers: To end of series.
Genre: AU. Drabble.
Disclaimer: Just borrowing. No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only.
Author’s note: Whereas I usually write K/L, I was inspired today to write this, and the events recently have propelled my love for Sam so much further. This is my first Sam fic.
Summary: This is my personal epilogue of what happens after they “see each other on the other side.”
Please read and review as this is my first foray into this pairing.
The work was messy and hard, but as Kara raked the leaves from under the bushes, slowly freeing the new sprouts to grow in the sunshine, she felt a sense of accomplishment, and completion.
Her hands, calloused from a previous lifetime, now worked to bring life instead of death. Oftentimes, she would marvel at how the tiny plants had managed to survive the long winter, and continue to grow, despite almost being suffocated by the decay of fallen leaves and branches. Somehow, looking at them, she felt a sense of peace and hope, reaching up to the sun for nourishment, and warmth.
Kara knelt down and reached under a shrub she had been tending.
And found eggs. She smiled as she counted them. Five duck eggs. Figures.
Gently, she moved the leaves around them in order to protect them further, and was surprised by a shadow falling on her and effectively blocking out the sun.
She turned, squinting, hand on her forehead to see better, and smiled when she realized who it was.
“Ready to come in?” Sam bent down, pulled her up closer to him and kissed her on the lips. “You’ve been working hard all day.”
Kara raised herself up on her toes and kissed him again. After having to leave him, another lifetime ago, in a tub, hooked up to the Galactica, and barely coherent in his communication, Kara knew she was blessed to find Sam again. Wherever they were now.
“I don’t know,” Kara replied slowly. “There’s just so much work to do.”
Sam smiled. “There always is. Come. I found a nice lake we could both cool off in. No need to wear your swimsuit.”
The twinkle in his eyes made her laugh. Again, she reached up and kissed him, this time more passionately. “Let’s go then.”
Hand in hand, Sam led her away.
*fin*