"How?"

"A crewman was walking by the room when he heard the four of them talking and called Code Blue."

"And they were together. Just like that?"

"Yeah…I know it's hard to believe."

"My gods…and they were right there in front of us for all this time."

"Yeah."

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"The mind is a funny thing, isn't it?"

Kara had been alone in the cell a moment before, but she was now staring at Lee Adama. He was leaning against the opposite wall, dressed in black slacks and an un-tucked light blue button-down shirt that starkly contrasted with the whiteness of her surroundings. There was a smile on his face; the half smile that always drove her crazy because she could never figure out what was going on behind it.

"Lee?"

"You've been captured by the Cylons, you're locked in a cell with little chance of escaping, and the one thing on your mind isn't your husband, your dead fiancé, or the man who practically adopted you as his daughter. It's me: the guy you have the ultimate fraked-up relationship with."

"Wha…how?"

"As I said, the mind is a funny thing. You've been like this before and it terrifies you that you might not get out of it this time before the Cylons, or more specifically Leoben, do whatever they want to do to you. So your mind fixates on what gives you hope, the one thing that gets you through those tough times…namely: me."

Kara slowly walked up towards Lee with a look of wide-eyed shock on her face. "I don't understand…"

"What's there to understand, Kara? Sam didn't come for you on New Caprica until the last minute, Zak's dead, and you were on the Old Man's bad side before you ended up here. Meanwhile, despite all the crap that you put me through, I was always there for you whether you liked it or not."

"But…"

"And here I am to help you once again."

She brought her hand up to touch him when he said: "You can't touch me, Kara…I'm not really here. I'm just a creation of your subconscious mind."

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"So this makes it a total of eleven Cylon models that we know about."

"Correct."

"Admiral I want you to interrogate our new prisoners and see if you can find something out about the twelfth model."

"Of course, Madame President."

"No need to do that, sirs."

"What is the meaning of this, Major?"

"This is it, Madame President…Admiral…the twelfth Cylon model."

"Sweet mother of Artemis…Dee?"

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Kara backed away from Lee, now gazing at him warily. "What do you mean you're just a creation of my subconscious mind? Am I going crazy? How do I know you're not some Cylon trick?"

The Lee in front of her gave her a smirk. "How could we ever tell if you're going crazy?" He chuckled softly at the scowl she shot at him. "As for being a Cylon trick…do you think the Cylons would know about the time I had to smuggle you out of that town in a duffle bag when a warrant was put out for your arrest after you vomited all over the town monument?"

"Wait…how do you know about that?"

"How do you think I know? Your mind created me in the model of the Lee Adama you know and love. I know about everything you and the real Lee did together. I'm as big of a dipstick as the real Lee. Think of me as that voice inside your head personified. Or how about your long-repressed conscience finally coming out?"

Kara had to smile at that last comment. Her conscience taking the form of Lee? That was oddly appropriate. The real Lee had always tried to talk her out of doing something she might regret. Sometimes he succeeded. Sometimes he failed. And…

"Now that you're in this mess, you're going to be thankful that I'm here."

That was a sobering thought. Leoben was certainly going to try and break her. Sometimes she wondered if he had already succeeded. The dreams she had been having of the Cylon…

"You're going to need me to keep your mind distracted from whatever they're going to do to you."

Kara looked back her imaginary Lee. He was intensely gazing at her.

"They haven't broken you yet, Kara. And I'm not going to let them get anywhere close to succeeding."

Oddly enough, Kara believed her new imaginary friend. If he was anything like the actual Lee, he wasn't going to let anything happen to her.

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"How did you find out?"

"We were in the rec room when she suddenly told me that her four brethren had been captured but that it was too late to stop them from carrying out their plan."

"What do you mean, Major Apollo? What plan?"

"I don't know…but…"

"What is it, Major?"

"It's…Kara. Dee says she's still alive."