Anastasia Dualla Adama-Anders, Dee to those close to her, Ana to those closer, observed herself in the mirror. Pregnant, she could barely get her mind around Doc Cottles’s announcement. She, Lee, Kara, and Sam decided the best way to get over the jealousy and the hurt of finding Lee and Kara in the throes of passion in the observation deck was if the four of them were to enter into what their ancestors called a group marriage. It seemed like such a simple solution. They worked out the sleeping arrangements and when they each would “be" with the other. That being the case, when Dee found out she was pregnant her first thought was,
“I wonder who the father is, Lee or Sam?” Either would be fine with her. She knew Lee would teach their baby the finer points of being a top pilot and explain what it would take in order for them to make CAG one day. Sam? Sam would teach them everything about playing Pyramid and how to think on their toes in case of an emergency. She smiled at the notion. She could see Kara sneaking them into Joe’s to teach them how to play Triad. “Always keep your cards close and your cubits closer.” Dee grinned at that image of Starbuck with a child. Pregnant. Wow.
How should she approach everyone with the news? Would they be happy? Mad? Indifferent? She could try ending it and keep the pregnancy to herself. What? No! What was she thinking? Get rid of it? With so few of them left—Dee pushed that thought from her mind. Of course, she would keep it. Besides, no one with half a brain would kill the Admiral’s grandchild—if it were Lee’s, and definitely not Sam’s child. Not when he was a Final Five Cylon and she was human.
There had been a Cylon-Cylon pregnancy with Saul and Caprica and male human and Cylon child with Helo and Athena, but never had a human had a Cylon baby, especially a Final Five Cylon baby. The last fact was that she loved both Lee and Sam and wanted this child no matter whose it was. Gods knows if they waited for Kara to decide to have a child the Old Man would have a Colonial flag draped over him and would be sent out the airlock into the stars before that happened. There had been bets placed on that-Dee had overheard some of the crew talking about it. No. She was keeping it and that was that.
Dee unlocked and opened the hatch door. The smell of onions, mushrooms, and burdock root along with the ever-present algae for tonight’s algae soup made her run to the head. The others looked at each other as they all exclaimed the same thing, “What the frak is wrong with Dee?” Lee and Sam jumped up at the same time to check on her as Kara stood stirring the pot with a concerned look on her face. “Let me know if you need me to call Ishay or Cottle.” She was worried. She had not told the others or Dee, but she had seen Dee almost pass out in the bathroom yesterday and she had been looking at little tired lately. She would kick herself if it was something serious and she had held out on Lee and Sam. She was determined to make this marriage work and not frak up.
Lee and Sam saw Dee go in the stall barely getting the door closed before they heard her empty her stomach of her midmorning snack. “Ana? Anastasia honey, are you all right?” That was Lee. His voice filled with love and concern. “Yeah Babe are you okay? You’ve got us worried.” Sam’s voice held the same sentiment as Lee. “I’m fine. I will be out in a minute. Tell Kara I am okay. She doesn’t have to call the Doc.
They left out looking hesitantly back at the stall and at each other. A few minutes later Dee came back to where Kara had prepared their bowls of soup and a cup of ginger tea for Dee. Dee sipped at the tea, held her hand up in the form of a no at the soup. “So,” said Apollo. “Care to tell us what brought that on?” “Yeah Dee, you okay?” Somewhere in the back of Sam’s mind, he had an inkling as to what might be wrong, but he waited patiently with the others for Dee to speak. If his idea was right, he hoped it was his. He had really come to love Dee. In fact, he was amazed at how quickly he had fallen in love with her.
“Well everyone. It’s not contagious.” Kara blew out a sigh of relief and laughter. “We can thank the gods for that. On a more serious note, what’s wrong love?” It still sounded strange to Dee to hear Kara speak so lovingly to her, knowing that just a few short months ago she would have called her something far less endearing.
Dee took a deep breath and gazed at all of them before starting. “Well guys. I don’t know exactly where to start. I don’t know how you guys will react when I tell you what I have to say.” Sam stared lovingly and intently at Dee. They had spent a lot of time together since getting married so that they could get to know more about each other. It gave Kara and Lee and him and Dee time to have a proper honeymoon with each other’s spouse. In that short time, it seemed that he knew her better than he ever knew Kara. He wasn’t sure, but he felt that it had something to do with what the two of them had experienced at the hands of Lee and Kara, but there seemed to be something more. It almost seemed like Destiny had brought them together. As he gazed at her, Dee turned to gaze back and their eyes held a knowing that he just could not put his finger on. Dee was good at reading people though, so maybe that was it. Maybe she knew what he was thinking.
Dee smiled at him and then turned her attention to Lee and Kara who looked at her with concern wondering if Dee was sick again like when she had Mellorak sickness when the Sagitarrons had come on board despite her denial that what was wrong with her was not catching. “Well everyone.” Dee paused and took another deep breath before continuing. “I’m pregnant.”
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Dee's Dilemma (Part 2 of Sam and Anastasia-I Do and I Do Again
FanfictionDee's got a lot on her mind and a decision to make. These characters belong to Ron D. Moore, Sci-Fi, Universal, etc. This is a second attempt to share how I think my favorite Quad could have ended up. I'm a big fan of Sam/Dee/Lee/Kara quad. I believ...