Battlestar Galactica

2100 Hours

The Commander stepped into the public meeting hall, it was turned into a party filled with rowdy crewmen everyone was happy and a sign that hung above the DJ said 'Peace'. Peace? It wasn't a peace accord, it was just a stalling tactic to give the Colonies one last chance to prepare for a battle. Before he left for the party, he looked at the intelligence reports. They we're not good at all, on all colonies the citizens we're preparing for peace, in reality they we're preparing for a siege. He saw everyone there, Col. Doyle, Lt. Gaeta, his command staff, and the presidents aide….

He stopped dead in his tracks he instantly knew her. Laura? SHE is the presidents representative and aide? My god how long has it been? 5 years, 8 Years, 20? He last saw her in college they we're former sweethearts , they both went separate ways after the war began…..

"Sir? Welcome to the party!"

He suddenly snapped back to reality and saw his chief engineer Commander Joseph Montgomery.

"One hell of a party isn't it?"

"Y-yeah it is Commander." he replied eyes transfixed on his former friend.

Adama strolled over to the refreshments table and took a sip of wine. He than went to his table we're Doyle was waiting for him. They talked, they laughed, they discussed politics, ship gossips, and some troubles, and Galacticas history. As they chat Doyle could see the Commander repeatedly look over his shoulder and watch the Presidents Aide look and smile at him while he was not looking. Cute he thought. He didn't know they we're in a past…. relationship.

He saw the Viper pilots CAG, Lee Kabowski, arm wrestling the Raptors CAG, Malcolm Reynolds

Both sides we're cheering him on and people placing bets on who would win……

Battlestar Galactica

0900 Hours

As Commander Adama stepped into his quarters he was exhausted….. He looked at his clocked and winced, he was at the party for 10 hours- and it felt like 30 minutes. He was going to sleep when his intercom rang, he picked it up and answered.

"Yeah, Commander Adama here."

"Sir, there has been a change of plans."

It was Col. Doyle's voice.

"What change in plans?"

"Sir this is ugly news we have received this transmission in the open."

"What does it say?"

Doyle's voice was silent

"Colonel what does it say?"

"'President is dead, Cylon attack on Caprica is under way. All forces are to drop all activities and go to Caprica for defensive posture.'" The Colonel began to choke up trying to hold back fear, Adama could easily sense his anguish because he was also choking back to avoid an emotional outburst.

"All ships go to DEF-CON 1"

"Sir"

He hung up the phone and said aloud to himself.

"How can we wait unknowing,? This is the price of war we rise with noble intentions and we risk all that is pure."

Caprica

0900 Hours

"ZZZ- All ships assume delta-Formation alpha! Battlestars Solaria and Serenity use nukes on Cylon Base ships -ZZZZZ"

Nigel Nagumo stood up from the wreckage of what remained of the Presidents Palace. He looked up and saw the sky on fire, filled with Battlestars and Cylon Basestars, he also saw SAR Raptors searching the debris for survivor as he knew they we're none but himself nevertheless he kept looking.

He looked up as he saw nukes exploding across the sky. He than saw a missile heading for him.

"Well, I guess this the end, of all things."

He sat down and closed his eyes to await paradise.

Battlestar Galactica

0930

The CIC was in total chaos! Reports and small data streams have poured in everywhere! Lt. Gaeta struggled to contain the situation. It was about to explode into total confusion when Commander Adama and Col. Doyle stepped onto the bridge.

Everyone on the Bridge fell silent.

They Walked to the Command and Strategic table, right below the DRADIS screen. After a small conversation he than ordered all hands to battle stations. Adama turned to Gaeta to order a condition he only saw once in his life, in history classroom about the Cuban missile crisis. DEF-CON 1.

"Sir, Nuclear attack?" Gaeta asked

"I'm afraid so Mr. Gaeta." said Col. Doyle

Doyle and Adama looked at the DRADIS screen to find no ships there.

"Where did the fleet go?"

"They jumped away sir, Dee told me so, she saw them jump away as soon as we received the message. Probably heading to their own respective Colonies."

"Damn it…" Commander Adama said silently.

After a few minutes he clicked his com to engineering.

Scott of "Scotty" as a joke to the old 1960's Star Trek appeared on screen.

"Sir, I have to be blunt but what the Frack is going on here?!"

"You will get the news soon, it's not pretty. But until than get Galactica's engine power to 110 we are getting back to Caprica pronto."

Adama than switched to Ship-Wide COMS.

"All hands head for battle stations all Viper and Raptor pilots to flight pods and stand by for launch!"

Col. Doyle than shouted "Arm all missile pods A through D! Nuclear Missile firing is now authorized! All hands to battle stations!"

"Jump to Caprica is authorized! I don't care how you do it Scott just get us there NOW Goddamn it!"

"ALL HANDS ALL HANDS GET READY TO JUMP!" The loudspeaker together with the klaxon was indeed making the crew feel nervous and edgy.

Galacticas Finest or last Hour was at hand...

Galactica made a bright flash and disappeared to reappear to see wreckage of Battlestars, Destoryerdstars, and Explorerstars floating helplessly. She Moved through it all to see the Cylon Basestars jumping away. Galactica came too late……… But the baseships deployed about 50 Raiders and 1 wing of bombers all heading for Galactica!