BSG Oneshot: Conversion of the Mind
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jesterladyficTitle: Conversion of the Mind
Rating: PG
Summary: Conversation from when Sharon told Helo she was pregnant.
Disclaimer: I don't own BSG. Some lines are from the show. The title is from James Houston.
Conversion of the Mind
She wanted to tap her foot again but she figured it was probably best not to upset him. It hurt to hear what he was saying even though she knew she deserved it.
“I don't care. I don't love you. I loved what I thought was you.”
While pondering if this was the right time to mention her pregnancy, she cast
about for something to say that wouldn’t involve her crying or getting shot again.
“So, I guess you’re not worried anymore about what the Chief will say
when we show up together?” He just looked at her. “Sorry, bad joke.”
“This whole thing is a joke to you, isn’t it?” He squatted down, keeping
his gun pointed at her. “You pulled the wool over the idiot human’s eyes. Ha,
ha. Big Cylon party.”
“You know I think we have slightly more important things to do than play
around with you, of all the people we could pick.” She knew he was hurting, but
that didn’t mean he had to be ridiculous.
“Probably.” He laughed bitterly and turned away. She hesitated, but
knew it was right.
“Helo, I think there's something else that you should know. I'm
pregnant.”
She wished she could capture the look on his face as he turned back to
her.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant. That’s why I was sick before.”
“How did…”
“A machine get pregnant?”
He nodded silently, as if unable to speak.
“We couldn’t before. We thought maybe we needed love. So we found
someone who would love me.”
“Me. I’m a guinea pig in a breeding experiment.” Helo stood up and
walked away and then turned back, livid. “You sick toasters.”
“Shut up,” she said quietly. “Maybe it started out like that, but did
you notice a change after that night? Maybe that we had to run so much harder
and faster than before? Maybe that I turned against my own kind for you because
I did fall in love with you?”
“How could you?”
“I don’t question what I feel. It doesn’t even matter how it happened.
But I’m in love. With a human. And I’m carrying his child. Your child. So sit
up and pay attention, because all three of us are in danger now.”
***
He sat there and tried to deal with this new information. It was completely mind boggling. Even as he sifted through the different emotions he realized how much he appreciated it when she could take command like that and let him process. But was any of it real? All the facts did lead to her being pregnant, to her genuine desire to help him. But she was a Cylon.
“Helo,” she said softly. “Look, this is really hard to accept. But can
we just wait to figure out the us thing, because there is one and you know it,
until after we get off this frakking planet?”
“Sure,” he gulped and felt like he’d made a tangible choice. He put away
his gun, without looking at her.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
He just looked at her and searched her eyes. He thought he found what he
was looking for, but there was no time.
“We need to get moving,” he said instead.
The us thing would wait.
Rating: PG
Summary: Conversation from when Sharon told Helo she was pregnant.
Disclaimer: I don't own BSG. Some lines are from the show. The title is from James Houston.
Conversion of the Mind
She wanted to tap her foot again but she figured it was probably best not to upset him. It hurt to hear what he was saying even though she knew she deserved it.
“I don't care. I don't love you. I loved what I thought was you.”
While pondering if this was the right time to mention her pregnancy, she cast
about for something to say that wouldn’t involve her crying or getting shot again.
“So, I guess you’re not worried anymore about what the Chief will say
when we show up together?” He just looked at her. “Sorry, bad joke.”
“This whole thing is a joke to you, isn’t it?” He squatted down, keeping
his gun pointed at her. “You pulled the wool over the idiot human’s eyes. Ha,
ha. Big Cylon party.”
“You know I think we have slightly more important things to do than play
around with you, of all the people we could pick.” She knew he was hurting, but
that didn’t mean he had to be ridiculous.
“Probably.” He laughed bitterly and turned away. She hesitated, but
knew it was right.
“Helo, I think there's something else that you should know. I'm
pregnant.”
She wished she could capture the look on his face as he turned back to
her.
“What?”
“I’m pregnant. That’s why I was sick before.”
“How did…”
“A machine get pregnant?”
He nodded silently, as if unable to speak.
“We couldn’t before. We thought maybe we needed love. So we found
someone who would love me.”
“Me. I’m a guinea pig in a breeding experiment.” Helo stood up and
walked away and then turned back, livid. “You sick toasters.”
“Shut up,” she said quietly. “Maybe it started out like that, but did
you notice a change after that night? Maybe that we had to run so much harder
and faster than before? Maybe that I turned against my own kind for you because
I did fall in love with you?”
“How could you?”
“I don’t question what I feel. It doesn’t even matter how it happened.
But I’m in love. With a human. And I’m carrying his child. Your child. So sit
up and pay attention, because all three of us are in danger now.”
***
He sat there and tried to deal with this new information. It was completely mind boggling. Even as he sifted through the different emotions he realized how much he appreciated it when she could take command like that and let him process. But was any of it real? All the facts did lead to her being pregnant, to her genuine desire to help him. But she was a Cylon.
“Helo,” she said softly. “Look, this is really hard to accept. But can
we just wait to figure out the us thing, because there is one and you know it,
until after we get off this frakking planet?”
“Sure,” he gulped and felt like he’d made a tangible choice. He put away
his gun, without looking at her.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
He just looked at her and searched her eyes. He thought he found what he
was looking for, but there was no time.
“We need to get moving,” he said instead.
The us thing would wait.
