John M. Richardson Jr said: "When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened."

Four Weeks Later:

Kara sat on the bed in the life station on Galactica waiting for Cottle to return. She had been feeling unwell since she had told Lee to leave. Cottle had brought her back up to Galactica because he wanted to run a few more tests.

"So what's the verdict Doc?" She asked when he returned looking slightly pale. "I'm not dying am I?"

"Not any time soon to my knowledge."

"So what's wrong? Something I ate on New Caprica disagreeing with me or I have a picked up some bug?" She inquired.

"It depends on how you see it." Cottle replied.

"Just tell me what's wrong?"

"It seems you've gone and reproduced."

"What?"

"You're pregnant." He clarified.

"Pregnant." Kara repeated.

"It explains the nausea and tiredness."

"Pregnant." Kara repeated again.

"Repeating it isn't going to change the situation."

"You're not joking."

"Take a look for yourself." He handed her the chart.

"How long?"

"My best guess about a month." He replied. "Since we can rule Samuel Anders out, I'm assuming you know who the father is."

"Yes." Kara whispered.

"I suggest you tell him." Cottle told her. "No ambrosia, no hoggies, and no flying a viper."

"Okay." Kara was so stunned that she agreed without argument.

"I have to stay for a while; you can either wait or find your own way back."

"I have somewhere I have to go first." Kara said.

"Tell Apollo I said hello." Cottle told her.

"What?" Kara looked at him.

"You're not as unpredictable as you'd like people to think." Cottle told her. "Just take things easy, I'll see you in another month."

"Okay."

BSG BSG

After allowing herself some time to let it sink in she slowly made her way to CIC.

"Hey Kara." Helo greeted her. "I didn't know you were up here visiting, how are things planet side."

"Good." Kara replied. "They're getting settled."

"Good." Helo smiled. "So what can I do for you?"

"I'm looking for the Old Man."

"He's in his quarters." Helo told her. "I'm sure he'll be happy to see you."

"I hope so." Kara sighed.

Kara headed for Adama's quarters. She took a breath before she knocked on the door.

"Enter." Adama called from inside.

"Admiral do you have a minute?" Kara asked as she walked inside.

"Kara, it's good to see you." He rose.

"You too sir."

"I heard Cottle was bringing you here for tests, is everything okay?"

"I'm fine sir." She replied. Kara knew she would have to tell him eventually but she couldn't do it right now.

"So what brings you by?" He inquired.

"I need to borrow a Raptor." She told him.

"Cottle is going back down to the planet in a few hours, can it wait until then?" He asked.

"No sir." She replied. "And I don't want to go back down to New Caprica, I need to go Pegasus."

"I see." He removed his glasses. "You know he'll need to be informed if you want to land."

"I think you have some pull there sir."

"Is it really that important?" Adama inquired.

"I wouldn't ask if it wasn't sir." She told him.

"Okay." He agreed. "But I need you to promise me something."

"What?"

"Don't break his heart." Adama requested.

"Yes sir."

"He's been like a bear with a sore head since he left New Caprica, and especially if anyone mentions your name. Neither of you are as tough as you like to make out."

"I know sir. Trust me I know." She replied.

"I'll set it up, give me twenty minutes."

"Thank you." Kara half whispered.

TBC