Disclaimer: I do not own Battlestar, no matter how much I hope to.

A/N: thank you to Artemis how beta read this on the other site!

On the last day of the world, I discovered my own world was over.

For five years it never occurred to me that I should go back.

Adar always said, "Another week won't hurt." I guess he was wrong.

Those words, "another week won't hurt." will kill me now.

How could have I been so stupid? I am… was a teacher, I should have known.

They say when you are about to die, your life flashes before your eyes and suddenly you understand.

They could not have known how right they were.

When the world was over and my life was fading, all I saw was one thing.

Just one thing to sum up all that my life was.

This one thing was my life... or what my life was meant to be.

It was not the faces of humanity, nor was it the face of Adar, who I thought I had loved, nor was it the faces of my students who meant the world to me.

It was the last thing I expected but I guess that's what death does to you.

It makes you realize what a complete fool you've been all your life.

The only thing I saw, just before they saved me, was a face. One single face… Bill Adama.