Lee Adama

When Lee left his and Molly's apartment, he wasn't sure where he was heading. First, he'd thought a bar, but going to any of his regular haunts seems like playing with fire when it comes to running into someone either he or Molly knows. And despite having been in Darrow for years now, he's at a loss as to where else might be good to hide out and grab a drink.

It's probably a frakking stupid idea, but he's already headed to Kara's before he thinks better of it.

Things have been weird between the two of them since they were stuck in that other version of Darrow and attacked by copies of himself. Maybe it's not as bad as it had been between them after New Caprica, but they've barely spoken in weeks. And Lee thinks that maybe part of it is his fault, for thinking she needed space and giving it to her. Neither of them really work well that way. The last time they went through this, it took them beating the crap out of each other to even start speaking again. Lee's not sure he wants them to go through that all over again.

Or, him, at least. It's not something Kara remembers, as far as he knows.

Either way, he ends up outside of Kara's place, and even as he knocks on the door, he's not sure if it's the best idea. But everything's frakked, and he can't think of anyone he needs to talk to about it more.

"Kara? Kara, it's me. Are you home?"