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Galactica-CIC
"Are you serious?"
"The contact has neither a Cylon nor Colonial transponder, sir" replied Dee
Adama looked at the Dradis screen again; just a minute ago a new contact appeared on screen and was heading towards them at a slow but steady pace. It was too small to be a Baseship, and far too slow to be a fighter.
Tigh walked up right beside his old friend and superior officer "It's a Trap, Bill, their just trying to confuse us; we've got to jump now before their on top of the fleet"
Adama looked at his XO strait in the eye and was about to say something before Dee interrupted them both.
"Sir, I'm picking up a wave from the new ship, I think it's trying to talk to us."
Adama gave Tigh a look that spoke volumes "On speaker"
Dee flicked a switch that turned on the overhead speaker, and out of it came the voice of a little girl.
"A ship runs on love…a crippled ship led by a crippled girl…I tried too counting the stars but they ran away too fast…hummingbird"
The crew of the Galactica just stood in an awkward silence.
Serenity-Galley
Jayne was sitting at the table cleaning his guns, "Mal! Your moon brained pilot is playing with the radio again!"
"Gorramit, how many times do I have to tell River it's not a toy."
fin