Chapter Forty-Two

Three months later

The sound of a door closing roused Zak from sleep.  He blinked and rolled over, coming fully awake as he realised the other half of the bed was empty.  A thin line of light glowed under the bathroom door, and he could hear the shower running.

After a few moments he flicked on the bedside light and sat ( Read more... )

Chapter Forty-One

Zak entered his quarters and sat down on the sofa, closing his eyes with relief.  It had been a long day.

Not as tiring as it could have been, though.  After three weeks as commander of Pegasus, he felt he was finally starting to get a handle on things.  Although it had helped that he wasn’t a complete newcomer to the ship ( Read more... )

Chapter Forty

Bill Adama didn’t sleep that night.  He lay on the sofa in his quarters, thinking about the past and his sons.

He’d never been one for dwelling on the past.  Always thought the future was more important.  And that’s what he’d concentrated on with Zak and Lee.  The future.

He realised now he’d never talked about the past with ( Read more... )

Chapter Thirty-Nine

The airlock sensor turned green and the hatch wheel turned.  Lee pulled off his helmet as his father entered the airlock and grinned.

“How long was that?”

“Twenty minutes,” said Bill with an answering smile.  “Well done.”

He’d managed to keep his breathing steady the whole time.  Lee felt a surge of triumph.  He’d been ( Read more... )

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Emma opened her eyes, blinking in the harsh fluorescent light.  It took a moment to recognise her surroundings, and then she remembered she was in Galactica’s sick bay.  After the ordeal on Cloud Nine and the long anxious wait for Lee to come out of surgery, she’d been exhausted, practically asleep on her feet.  Eventually ( Read more... )

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Bill Adama wasn’t often surprised, but one morning he received three surprises in quick succession.

The first was that his elder son appeared in his quarters wanting to talk to him.  The second was that he called him ‘Dad’, and made it clear this was a personal conversation.  Relations between Bill and Lee had thawed ( Read more... )

Chapter Thirty-Six

Another morning, another briefing.  Kara scrubbed at her forehead, as if that could erase the headache the coffee she had gulped down a few minutes ago hadn't managed to dispel.  She shouldn't have started that second bottle of the Chief's home brew last night.

She took a deep breath, straightened her jacket, and walked ( Read more... )

Lee walked through the dimly lit rooms of the Prometheus.  A watcher might have thought him to be lost in his own thoughts, but in reality his every sense was on high alert, braced for signs of attack.  He hadn’t made any effort to hide his arrival, and a response would come sooner or later.

Whatever happened though, he was going to get Shevon and ( Read more... )

Chapter Thirty-Five

Dr Seton wasn’t quite what Lee had expected.  Not that he’d ever met a psychiatrist before, but he’d pictured someone who was all bright smiles and touchy-feely.  Instead he was faced with a sharp-eyed middle-aged woman who greeted him briskly and told him to take a seat.

He certainly hadn’t expected her to take one look at ( Read more... )

Chapter Thirty-Four

Kara smiled sharply as the blips she had spotted on her dradis were confirmed as Cylons.  Her last few CAPs had been dull and uneventful; it would be good to finally see a little action.

“Apollo, I have two Cylon raiders on dradis.  Do you copy?”

She scanned around her as she spoke, braced for more raiders to appear, but ( Read more... )