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Of all the people she could’ve been stuck with at the end of the worlds, the Gods gave Lee Adama to Kara Thrace. She couldn’t figure out why they’d seen her deserving of another Adama, but Kara would take it without complaint. No time for contemplation after that, the claxons sounding and the fleet set to Condition One.
After 238 jumps, Kara knew she felt and looked like crap. Standing under the shower, she let the water and soap wash the grime away. Though she knew they’d fight 90% of the time, she was glad he was with her anyway.