Adama quickly picked up a headset, "Dee, patch me through" he ordered to the young Petty officer.

"This is Galactica actual to the ship claiming to be Atlantia please respond" Adama said through the wireless.

"Sir, the contacts are broadcasting Colonial recognition codes, they are authentic" Dee said with a smile on her face.

"This is Colonial Actual, Adama is that you?" Adm. Nagala's static-filled voice filled the CIC.

"Indeed" Adama said over the wireless.

"How did you survive the attacks?" Nagala asked over the speakers.

"Long story sir" Adama replied.

Adama looked out the Raptor's cockpit and saw six Battlestars and twelve Firestars near him, he was headed for the Atlantia to have a meeting with Admiral Nagala, when he entered the ship, he felt familiar with it, Atlantia was a modified Columbia-Class Battlestar, appart from the fact that Atlantia was two hundred meters longer than his ship and had eight more Heavy Rail guns, the design was basically the same.

As he walked around the ship towards Nagala's office, many people looked at him, he thought it was because Lee had served on the ship before the attacks, Lee had left Atlantia in order to attend Galactica's decommissioning ceremony, before Zak died, he visited his son once every six months.


Ten Minutes Later

Commander William Adama walked into Adm. Nagala's quarters, he remembered the last time he came into this room, almost three years ago, Nagala had personally informed him of his son's death, he walked in and he saw Admiral Nagala waiting for him.

Adama gave a stiff salute to the Fleet Admiral.

"At ease, first of all, how did you survive the attacks?" Nagala's dark voice asked.

"Galactica was being decommissioned when we found out the Cylons had attacked, we had no ammunition to fight, we jumped to Ragnar and then we escorted a civilian fleet of little less than fifty thousand people out of the fighting zone, we ran out of water, we found more, we ran out of fuel, we took it from the Cylons, we then found Pegasus, the rest of it is in my logs, what about you sir?" Adama said.

"Bill, during the counteroffensive at Virgon, the Cylons launched nearly forty basestars against us, I had thirty Battlestars and we managed to destroy half of them before they arrived with reinforcements, the toasters arrived with nearly two hundred Basestars, I ordered the First Fleet to do a blind jump, we then found a civilian fleet composed of nearly two hundred ships, we left them in a Nebulae with two Battlestars to escort them, and since then we have been doing hit-and-run attacks on the Cylon fleet" Nagala explained.

"Sir, Galactica and Pegasus were conducting an attack on a small Cylon fleet when the Cylons arrived reinforcements, we found ourselves dealing with five Basestars, the Cylons fired nukes at us and I ordered a blind jump, that's how we ended up here, Sir, I suggest we link up with our fleet, Galactica took moderate damage with the engagement with the Basestars and we are in no shape for a fight, we also didn't have time to recover our air wing since we had to jump before the toasters nuked us" Adama said.

"Don't worry about that Bill, we have a couple of mobile Dry docks in the Nebulae that will patch up Galactica" Nagala said.

Gods, a mobile dry dock? Adama thought.

"Well, thank you sir" Adama said.

"I'd dispatch the Battlestars Rycon and Delphi to link up with your fleet, I am also promoting you to Vice-Admiral and putting you in command of the First Fleet, composed of the Battlestars Zeus, Rycon and Delphi, the Galactica will serve as your flagship" Nagala said and then passed him the Vice-Admiral's pins.

"Congratulations, Admiral Adama, dismissed"

Adama gave a stiff salute and then rose up and left the room with a smile on his face.


Light years away, Rear Admiral Helena Cain sat on Colonial One waiting for the "President" to meet her, Cain thought that Roslin was nothing but a school teacher who had rose to the occasion and was using "religious crap" to improve morale on the civilian refugees, however, she still was the President of the Twelve Colonies, and she had to respect her.

"Admiral, the President is ready to meet you" Billy Keikeiya said to Cain.

She walked into the compartment which housed the office of the President, "Sit down Admiral" Roslin said.

Cain sat in a chair directly in front of the President's table.

"Madame President, it is good to meet you again, however I wish it could be under better circumstances, during the attack on the Resurrection Ship, the Cylons brought reinforcements, they jumped three more Basestars, one of them fired nukes at Galactica and Commander Adama ordered the ship to jump away, he didn't have time to land his air wing, I then ordered a Nuclear strike on the Basestars, the Cylons lost four of them, I then recovered both Air Wings and jumped back here, We have Raptor Scouts all over the ten nearest systems in an effort to find Galactica, however I think an FTL glitch caused them to jump way over the Red Line into unknown space" Cain explained.

Oh gods, Bill, I can't lose him, Roslin thought, "Okay, thank you Admiral, I was wondering, when will Pegasus be resupplying the civilian fleet?" Roslin asked.

"I already ordered a dozen of shuttles to start distributing the goods throughout the fleet" Cain said.

"Admiral, I was wondering, what will you do with Chief Tyrol and Lt. Agathon?" Roslin asked, she'd never cared about Tyrol nor Helo, but they were important to Adama.

"I will wait until we find Galactica and will then achieve an "agreement" with Cmdr. Adama over the sentence.

Roslin felt relief when she knew that they would not be executed, for the moment, "Thank you Admiral, that would be all" Roslin said.

"One more thing Ma'am, I do not know how to say this, but I am sorry by the way I behaved, It was my fault we ended up in that stand-off with Commander Adama, I could have had avoided it"

Roslin just nodded in approval, seconds later Cain rose and left the room.

On the Raptor back to Pegasus she thought of the mistakes she'd done in the past, when she shot her own X.O, when she ordered the Cylon to be tortured and raped, the Scylla, the way she ordered for innocent people, woman and children to be shot, a thin tear left her cheek when she thought of the last.

And she realized she wanted to change.