lanalucy | Fic: Nobody Special, Kara (K/Z), PG-13, pre-mini AU, no warnings (Reply)

Theme: Write somebody else's headcanon.
Prompt: Zak was using Kara to pass basic flight. (

Even though they spent nearly all their downtime together, Zak had resisted keeping any of his stuff at Kara’s place. He’d spend the night, often, but always took his dirty clothes and his ditty bag back to his dorm room when he left, unless she’d already put his clothes in the washer.

At first, she’d thought maybe he was just trying to keep up appearances. While their relationship wasn’t expressly forbidden by any regulations, Fleet higher-ups would frown on her sleeping with one of her students. So she told herself he was just trying to be careful - avoid any appearance of impropriety.

He never complained when she wanted to get out by herself, always quick to tell her he had a study group he’d been meaning to check out, or he wanted to get some extra SIM time with a classmate. He was so easygoing, she almost thought he was too good to be true, especially after all the stuff her mother had told her all her life.

The only time there was even the remotest hint of something off was when his grades weren’t what he expected. The first time she remembered, it had been about another class, and he’d complained for a good half hour about how the instructor wasn’t being fair, didn’t like him, wasn’t teaching what he was testing on. Kara had tried to placate him, but still make it clear that he wouldn’t be getting any special treatment from her just because they were lovers.

He said all the right things, reassured her that in her class he wanted to be just another student. And she forgot about the conversation for a long time.

They had dinner with his brother, and Zak had said and done all the right things, and now she wondered if the way things had been with Lee had been some kind of sign that what she had with Zak wasn’t right. She’d felt connected to Lee in a way she’d never felt with Zak, no matter how good things were. Maybe she should have paid more attention to that, been less blinded by Zak’s pretty smile and perfect words.

He’d passed his flight quals - barely - and only because she fudged his scores on two maneuvers, but he’d passed. Things had been really great after that. Until the day she’d come home to a note on her door: I’ll see you around, Kara. Thanks for getting me my wings. And everything changed.

Now when she looked at this apartment, everything was overlaid with deceit and false promises and recriminations. When Zak had trapped her against the counter and frakked her within an inch of her life, had he wanted her, or was he using the tactic that would keep her under his control? When he’d told her how wrong her mother was about her, had he secretly agreed with Socrata? Had every good thing he’d ever said about her been a lie?

Kara wondered all these things as she closed the door for the last time, dropping the keys into the office mailbox. She’d leave almost everything behind to go to her new, tiny, crappy apartment that held no memories of anything better, and forget she’d ever heard the name Adama.