FIC: Three's a Crowd - L/K/Dee, PG, AU, no warnings

[lanalucy]

Well, it's possible that one of Lee's alleged comments to Kara could be considered coercion.

Lee stopped short in the doorway into the sleeping quarters. He didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared. Kara and Dee made a point to only be in the bed together when he was there. Right now, not only were they in the same bed, but they were both asleep, Kara on the outside of the bunk spooned around Dee.

***

Kara and Dee stared at the hatch with something akin to horror. Lee had just exited through said hatch, right after delivering an ultimatum. “I want you both, full-time. Figure out a way to make that happen peacefully. I’m sick of the fighting.”

Kara, true to form, tried to make a joke. “Who was that, and what did he do with Lee?”

Dee was NOT amused. “Starbuck!”

Kara waved her off. “You know what? I’m outta here. You can have him.”

Lee made it clear over the next few days that he had been completely serious, so Kara found Dee in the mess and gingerly sat down across from her.

“Guess we really have to do this, but I think it’s stupid.”

Dee looked at her impassively. “Noted. Much as I hate this myself, I’m not willing to give him up.”

“I am,” Kara lied airily, “but he said I wasn’t allowed.” She glared at an imaginary Lee Adama. “He threatened to spank me!”

Dee raised a brow. The way Starbuck was sitting, she wondered if maybe he already had.

“In other circumstances, I might just say, ‘Kinky, Lee’ and let him, but I don’t think he meant the sexy kind, and anyway, it’s hard to fly a Viper when you can’t sit down. I’ve tried.”

Again Dee raised a brow, but there might have been a hint of a smile at the corners of her eyes.

“You gonna say anything?”

“As a matter of fact, I am, Starbuck.” She corrected herself, “Kara. I have actually thought about how to make this work. First thing we can do is stagger our schedules, at least as much as circumstances allow us to. It’s not precisely what he asked us to do, but the less time we spend in quarters together, the better I’ll like it.”

“Agreed.”

They went on in that vein. If they were both scheduled with an off night, Kara would take the couch, unless Lee was there. It wasn’t fair, but Kara was more likely to be called out at a moment’s notice. Kara was fine with continuing to shower in the public head, and Dee preferred to use the en suite. If they wanted to spend time with friends, they’d go out to do it, rather than inviting them in. The quarters would be for sleeping and for being with Lee. If they were all sleeping in the same bed, they’d keep Lee in the middle. There would be no frakking between the two women.

Now Kara was the one to raise an eyebrow. “You’re not exactly my type, either, but what if Lee wants us both in there, for...” she smirked at Dee, “...frakking? You gonna tell him no? Oh, you know what? You should. Then he might spank you instead of me.”

Dee slumped just the tiniest bit. “Ugh. I mean I have no problem with other people’s choices, but I have never had the slightest interest in women. Frankly, I can’t imagine anyone I want to frak less.”

Kara lit up with malicious glee. “Not even Ellen Tigh?”

Dee couldn’t help it; she giggled at the sheer monstrosity of the idea. “Oh, gods! OK, yes. I’d rather frak you than Ellen Tigh.”

“We’ll just have to do everything in our power to make sure neither happens. Anything else? ‘Cause apparently I have to move my crap out of the bunkroom before CAP. Frakker.”

***

Kara and Dee moved into Lee’s quarters. They followed their new rules, with a sticky moment here and there. They were both profoundly grateful that Lee had been satisfied with their bedroom arrangements so far, though they would occasionally look at each other and say ‘Ellen Tigh’ and burst into giggles. Life was mostly calm, aside from the Cylons constantly chasing them.

***

Lee stripped down to his boxer briefs and approached the bunk. He put his hand on Kara’s shoulder and whispered “Kara” into her ear.

“Hmm? Lee? W..th..frak?” she mumbled sleepily.

“You probably want me in the middle.”

Kara stiffened slightly and looked at Dee. “Gods. I don’t even remember getting into bed.” She scooted away from Dee to make room for him, then snuggled in tightly behind him and was asleep again before he could say anything.

It wasn’t world peace, but it was progress. He’d take it.