"Hello my old freinds" a familar sounding voice called out.
They looked to the left Baltar had appeared and was smiling slyly at them "Welcome back, for hopefully the last time".
Sam was confused "What's going on, why do I suddenly remeber Kobol?" he asked.
"You were there several thousand years ago," Baltar said still grining.
"What do you mean how did we live before how many times have you jerked us back and fourth like this?"Kara demanded. She remembered now dragging Sam to the Opera on Kobol, him playing to her on his Earth, playing pyramid on New Caprica, all the lifetimes they had spent together.
"You were both first born on Kobol you lead humanity at a time when man went mad and so did gods. Sam here was the first to create reserection technology and you my dear were head preistess of Athena. He sent us to help guide you to the twelve colonies. You might remember me as Sam's Uncle Joe my counterpart and took the form of your grandmother. I keep this form now because I find it much more handsome don't you?" Baltar said.
"Why us?" Sam asked.
"He simply thought you best for the job, he needed people who would trust in Him above all else and he knew you would do that. Personally I would have chosen differently but these aren't my decisions to make" he said imperiously.
"Now What? do we go to heaven or get a new mission or what?" Kara asked
"He has no plans to use you again although I wouldn't rule it out entirely, lets just say you can take a break for now" Baltar said.
"Where exactly are we supposed to take a break to?" Kara asked
"That's not my department Kara, or maybe I should say Pythia as you were when I first met you" apearing as a withered old man for the first time "I just here its nice"he began to fade away and in the blink of an eye so did everything else.