Six of One
"Starbuck's got the president."
These women are going to be the death of me. Bill found no humor in this thought as he ran from CIC to his quarters.
Laura had nearly died once, Kara had risked death more times than he could count, he'd lost them both to New Caprica, Kara had died, and now Laura's cancer was back.
This cycle of losing the women he loved was taking its toll on him. Bill wondered how long it would be before his heart succumbed to the pain of loving and the grief of losing and just stopped beating altogether.
Laura's voice was bitter but her words held great truths that moved through him like a bullet.
The reality was too harsh for Bill and he fought back, trying to wound her just as her sickness was wounding him. She told him he was afraid to live alone, but in truth he was afraid to live without her.
"You're afraid you're not the dying leader you thought you were." I pray daily that you're not.
"That your death may be as meaningless as everyone else's." Your death would take all meaning from my own life.
Please don't give up yet.