Alright everyone, I wrote a sequel as you demanded! I would like to thank my beta reader Lidarose13 for her wonderful job.

Any mistakes in the story are my fault so blame me!

Disclaimers: the characters are not mine, if they were I would be rich!

Spoilers: season 2 obviously and even season three (for all I know about it)

Chapter 1: On the planet

New Caprica

One week after the first settlement arrival

Somewhere on the planet

Laura Roslin was tired, settling on a new planet with horrendous atmospheric conditions, working continuously to make the dirty ground a home, and finally finding out she was not really as useful as she thought down there, made her homesick or rather "Galactica sick". She had been able to forget that awful feeling of guilt, the guilt of leaving Bill Adama, the man her heart was longing for, up there, on orbit around New Caprica.

She had buried herself in work, not the usual boring paperwork she had been used on Colonial One, no, that would have been too perfect. No, she worked helping building the camp, settling tents, furnishing the small spaces people would be living in from now on. She was not a leader, not anymore, even if she had some ideas for sure. She stayed in the background, keeping a low profile, helping was a matter of survival and she was just a normal citizen to the eye of the government.

Being busy, she hadn't even thought about the Galactica until today. She was not as young as she used to be and the pain in her back and knees told her she could not carry on like that. Dying from exhaustion the first week was not her idea of a new life. So she thought about Bill, what could have been, what would be if they found a way to leave this frakking planet. It would take time but as Bill said she should never give up hope. How she wanted for him to take her in his arms holding her so close she could feel his heart beating...

She quickly shook herself from the idea, she could not start getting depressed, not now.

Consequently, she decided to occupy her mind . She thought the only thing she was good at now was teaching and for that she needed to meet with President Baltar. People had to find a way to survive by themselves, so she figured, 'I will teach the children of the Colonies' that would give her a purpose to live on that planet, and maybe that will be the ideal cover for her if she decided ever to rally people against the President.

Trying to get in touch with the President was the hard part, he seemed to be somehow busy at every hour of the day. Laura knew that Gaius Baltar would be either drinking, or smoking, or having a handful of women on his lap, instead of taking care of the people on the planet.

She managed to get a hold of him two days later, and had been invited aboard Colonial One. She was escorted by two guards who regarded her warily. Some people still looked at her while she walked on the muddy street of New Caprica, they observed her every move, she was still the former President even though many people had only seen her face once. Being a recluse on a ship, escaping Cylons did that. People knew your name, but would forget your face easily. Once her shuttle landed, the guards took her to her old office where Baltar was smoking a cigar glancing through the window.

"Mister President" she politely nodded at him.

"Madame Roslin, a pleasure; I was surprised to receive a request from you to see me. I would have thought I wasn't your favorite person at the moment" he said giving her a fake smile.

"President Baltar, I'm here to discuss the education of the children of the fleet. As you know, we are barely settled and the parents are building up shelters all around the city while the children are left to play in the mud. I would like, with your permission, to start a school."

"Hmm..." Baltar was gazing into space thinking, trying to find the trap in Laura's proposal. Gaius was clearly overwhelmed by his new status and seemed to be unable to make choices by himself, at least it was Laura's thought once she saw the man behind the desk.

"What a marvelous idea!" he suddenly said coming out of a trance. 'As long as she was out of his way, she could have her school' he thought. Of course he would never give her anything higher than a teaching position, the more power, the more dangerous she would be.

"It might take some time, I am busy with more urgent matters" he replied.

"I could take care of it, Mister President", announced Laura.

"NO" he jerked up quickly, "I will do my best. You will have your school by next week. A few chairs and tables should be easy to find. I don't want you to get involved in that" he said faking a laugh. Looking at her he saw her determination 'Yes, dangerous' he thought.

"Yes sir" answered Laura knowing fully what was going on in his mind, 'he wants to control me, restrain my movements, we will see what happens'.

She was dismissed and escorted back to the camp.

Leaving the ship, she knew Baltar didn't even think about the people down there, like if everything would happen by itself. This was just the beginning, and things would only be getting harder from now on.

The shuttle moved and Laura glanced out the window, she saw it, it was there, so close but so far, the Galactica. This distress that had been haunting her came back 'Bill' she whispered, her hand touching the window, her eyes glazed with unshred tears.

At the same time, Admiral Adama was too glancing at the sky and thought 'Laura, where are you?'

Their journey was just beginning, and their path would bring them together just to better bring them apart.

End chapter 1

a/n: this is just to explain a bit about Laura's life and feelings; and because I'm being nice, I'm putting chapter 2! so you better review!