The Big Talk ((for elegant_legacy))
It wasn't that unusual for the ship's CO to take a trip to the flight deck to meet an incoming pilot, especially when that pilot was the Commander's own daughter. So when Lee arrived, the deck gang saluted and greeted him the same way they always would, and didn't suspect a thing until they were close enough to see how tightly the Commander's jaw was clenched, and how every bit of him seemed to be radiating tension. Something was about to happen-- Lee could tell that they could tell.
Fifteen minutes before he stepped onto the flight deck, Lee had been in CIC, signing paperwork. Major Gaeta had approached him, pulled him aside and related some scuttlebutt he'd recently picked up on. At first, Lee wanted to punch his XO's lights out for suggesting such a thing, but Gaeta was adamant that the rumor at least had enough merit that Lee, as father and not Commander, needed to address it.
So, he'd ordered the Communications Officer to signal Raptor Alpha to make a priority landing by the Commander's orders, and took the long, long walk out to the flight deck.
Lee waited near the lift that had brought his daughter's Raptor down from the landing deck. Hands behind his back and a small but curious crowd of deckhands milling around behind him, Lee kept still until Anne finished the power-down and the hatch hissed open. When Hera Agathon emerged behind Anne, Lee addressed her first.
"Cadet Agathon, you will complete the post-flight checklist for Raptor Alpha." His eyes then turned to his daughter. "Cadet Adama, you will follow me."
As much as Lee wanted to take this... discussion to their quarters, he just didn't have the patience.
"Lock the hatch," he ordered, as soon as he and Anne were in an unused tool room. Once the wheel had been turned, it took all of Lee's control not to explode.
"You have something to explain to me," he said through gritted teeth.