Laura had learned that in this life there was one thing that came as a certainty – death. No matter how much anyone tried to dismiss it, no matter how much anyone thought it wouldn't come to them; Laura knew different. Laura had thought the same. Laura shied away from it. Now Laura was dying.

Though dying and death were practically the same, for all she felt was numb.

Religion told her that once you were to die, your family would be on the other side to greet you – those long lost relatives; her sisters. She hoped that was true, because of who she had here, and who she would be leaving behind.

There couldn't be just nothing.

Laura lay dreaming of it. Some days she'd welcome death's kind hand, other's she'd fight it. That depended on her – Kara Thrace.

Because like Laura she knew death was imminent. She fought it every day of her life. Viper Pilot. A brave solider in the sky.

She always said if she was to go out it would be with one frak of a bang!

But she wouldn't, and couldn't because she couldn't leave Laura, and as selfish as it sounded she didn't want to either.

Of course, cancer wasn't like dodging a bullet. Cancer was embedded into a person. Cancer suddenly became a person. There was no avoidance.

She'd have Lee, she supposed, and the old man. But neither father nor son could hold Kara like Laura did. Nor could she trust them enough to cry in their arms and listen to the soothing voice echo in her ear.

She was Starbuck, tough; she was more man than woman half the time.

But Laura knew her more than the rest ever did or ever would.

Kara belonged to her, and she hoped Laura knew that.

That was why some days she'd yell, she'd shout and scream – much like a child not getting their own way – because Laura just had to get better , she just had to!

Then came the days when she'd curl up beside her dying leader, and hold her hoping that somehow her embrace would make it all better.

Though nothing would.

Kara believed in a lot of things. She believed now that she'd get to see her dying lover fade away before her eyes. She believed that maybe they would find the fabled Earth. But above all she believed that death was, indeed, the only definite part of life. Of that she was certain.

And of that she couldn't do a frakking thing about!

"I believed in you Laura..."