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Texts From Last Night: I never thought I'd have to arrest my own parents on a Sunday night.
Kara got out of the patrol car, looked at the only other car in the parking lot, and sighed. Seriously? She trudged across the open space to the playground equipment.
She pointed the flashlight’s beam at the merry go round. “Dad? Saul? What the frak are you two doing out here - oh my gods! Warn a girl, for frak’s sake!” She meticulously kept the beam on the air just above their faces.
One of them groaned. “Kara? What the hell are you doing here?”
Saul spoke up. “Sorry, Kara. We were relivin’ one of our dates from way back, and when we went spinning, genius here dropped the keys, including the handcuff key.”
Bill said, “Yeah. There’s a magnetic box under the hood. About palm width down, under the driver’s side wiper.”
“Yeah.”
We are never coming to Market Square Park again. Especially after dark.
Why not?
Leland to the rescue! You did mean me, right?
Your squad leader. That "adorable" boy down at the grocery. That Pyramid player. What's his name?
I am NOT frakking Anders! He’s a C-Buc! As if, Leland Adama.
Maybe. Depends on how many orgasms I get tonight. ;P
You’d better. I’ll see you in a couple of hours. Be naked.
That is NOT funny, Lee. She knew he was laughing his ass off, though. He had such a frakking weird sense of humor.
When she got back to the merry go round, she stopped about six feet away and tossed the clothes, being careful to keep the light above their heads. “At least get the sweats on. If you weren’t naked when I got here, I don’t have to charge you with public nudity, so make sure my first sight of anybody’s ass, it’s covered.” She turned and pretended to investigate the perimeter of the park, calling in her progress on the radio.
“Tonight is evidence that is patently untrue, Dad.” She walked over to the merry go round and shined the light on the ground around it. “Any idea which direction the keys’d be in?” Something caught the light, and she called, “Never mind. Found ‘em!”
Both men grumbled, but one of the talks they’d had when she’d become a peace officer was about not asking her to do them favors or in any way jeopardize her job. “It’s fine, Kara. Our phones are in the car. Can we get one of them so we can call Zak?”
“I know. I know. Not my first ride in a police car, Kara Thrace.”
Bill came jogging back, phone and keys in hand, grin on his face. “Maybe we should call Lee.”
“You do, Dad, and I’m going to throw the book at you. I’ve been working nights for three weeks. Get in the car, Old Man.” She punched him affectionately on the shoulder. “Just be glad I’m not putting you guys in cuffs.” She got in and started the car. “I’ll take the scenic route to the station, so you have time to get hold of Zak.”
“Thanks, Kara.”
She caught both their eyes in the rearview and shook her head. “I’ve seen a lot of things the last couple of years, but I never thought I’d have to arrest my own parents on a Sunday night.”
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