A thousand things, good and bad
Summary: Sometimes you have to be reminded one man can save the world as easily as he can destroy it. Set Just after the episode Hero.
Jaffee brought the coffee and a parcel tied with a red ribbon.
"Private?"
Jaffee shifted uncomfortably. Everyone knew the admiral didn't do birthdays. One person apparently didn't know or didn't care. "From the president, sir."
The admiral eyed the package, reached toward it. "She here?"
"No, sir. We met in the hallway. Said she'd see you later. If that's all?"
Adama nodded. When the hatch closed, he unwrapped the gift and opened the book to a random page:
We've had no contact with Galactica since it left four months ago. But I refuse to believe that Adama has abandoned us.
Jaffee brought the coffee and a parcel tied with a red ribbon.
"Private?"
Jaffee shifted uncomfortably. Everyone knew the admiral didn't do birthdays. One person apparently didn't know or didn't care. "From the president, sir."
The admiral eyed the package, reached toward it. "She here?"
"No, sir. We met in the hallway. Said she'd see you later. If that's all?"
Adama nodded. When the hatch closed, he unwrapped the gift and opened the book to a random page:
We've had no contact with Galactica since it left four months ago. But I refuse to believe that Adama has abandoned us.