A/N: Thankyou for all the reviews. Sorry it's taken me a while to update. I kind of forgot about for a while there. But I'm back with a few chapters for you. Keep the reviews flowing. It's good karma. Pfft, I don't know. I'm not entirely sure what's good karma and what's bad karma. Have some fic...


"R-E-B-E-K-A-H Roslin," Billy almost yelled into the phone, becoming frustrated with the pilot he was talking to. "Has nobody told you her mother's the President? We need her, and her son, transferred here as soon as possible."

Sitting at the table, Laura sifted through the paperwork that was continually being dropped in front of her. Names, more and more names, were being piled in front of her - people coming and going, leaving things for her to look at. She'd sorted them as best she could. Lists of passengers, food, beds, space… it was all too much.

"Ma'am?" Billy gently lay a hand on her shoulder. "Your grandson is on the line."

"Secure line?"

"Yes ma'am."

She stood up and took the phone from him. "Isaac?"

"Grandma, you're the President. That's so awesome!"

"It's not that fun," Laura laughed. "How's your Mom?"

"She's alright," There was silence on the line for a moment, and Laura just listened to the sound of her grandson breathing. "Mom wants to know what's going on with us."

"I'm seeing if I can get a shuttle to pick you up, as soon as possible, and bring you to Colonial One," Laura explained slowly. "There's not a lot of space but you two will be okay to share with me right?"

"Sure," Isaac replied after a moment. "How are you?"

"I'm fine thankyou…"

"Mom said you had a Doctor's appointment," Isaac muttered. It wasn't a question, and yet it requested an answer. "She wants to know how it went. Are you sick Grandma?"

"Sweetheart…" Laura sighed and rubbed her eyes, relaxing into a chair. "We don't discuss things like this over the phone. I'll talk to your Mom when she gets here."

"Alright…"

"I have to go do some Presidential stuff," Laura smiled as she heard her grandson laugh. "I'll see you soon, I promise. I love you."

"I love you too Grandma."

Laura handed the phone back to Billy to continue negotiating with the pilot of the Gemenon Traveller. She sat back down at the coffee table to look at the notes. "What's this?" She asked as another paper was handed to her.

"Names of the survivors that arrived on Lieutenant Valerii's Raptor," The young woman explained.

"Thankyou," Laura muttered and put it with the other lists of names, returning to the issue of finding beds. The few ships reported to have some space available were already making arrangements to take on survivors. It was beyond ridiculous. She sighed and glanced at the other piles of paperwork, stopping on the list of names. Pushing her glasses up, she picked up the paper and read down the short list…

Sophie G. Russell, 5.

"Oh Gods…" She whispered. "Billy are the children from the Raptor still in the Cargo Bay?"

"Yes Ma'am," He glanced up at her. "Is something wrong?"

"No Billy," She grinned as she stood up. "No, everything is finally going right today."

Before he could stop her, Laura had taken off towards the Cargo Bay at a speed he didn't know she was capable of. Not that he was calling her old… He mentally told himself to stay on track as he dashed after her.

--

"Sophie?" People were watching her as she moved past them, searching frantically for her daughter. She found an older looking woman and stopped. "Have you seen a little girl with red hair and big brown eyes? She's about…" Her hand moved up and down as she tried to remember how tall Sophie was.

"The child's asleep," The old woman told her and pointed to wear a bunch of children had curled up together to take a nap.

"Thankyou so much," Laura smiled and rushed towards them. "Sophie…" She sunk to her knees next to her daughter, instantly recognising the purple overalls that her daughter hated to be removed from.

"Mommy…" Sophie murmured, tightening her hold on her teddy bear.

"Sophie, baby, wake up," Laura said softly, brushing back the mess of ginger hair. "Mommy's here, wake up for me."

She breathed in deeply and began to stretch, almost hitting Laura as her arm flayed out. "Mommy…" She yawned and opened her eyes slowly. "Are we home yet?"

"Oh baby," Laura pulled her into a hug and tried desperately to hold back her tears. "We've got to have a big talk when you're wide awake, but right now I'm just so happy you're here."

"There were big bangs…" She muttered as she yawned again. "I'm tired."

"You can come and sleep with me," Laura promised her and slowly stood up, moving Sophie to her hip. "I think you're heavier then you were last week."

"I'm a big girl," The statement usually meant she was about to argue that she didn't want to be carried, but nothing followed as Sophie lay her head against her mother's shoulder.

"Yes you are," Laura smiled and turned to find Billy catching his breath. "I need a blanket for my daughter."

"You're daughter? But…"

"This is my youngest, Sophie," Laura explained as she pressed a kiss to Sophie's head.

"Ah okay…" Billy nodded. "I'll go find that blanket for you."

"Thankyou Billy."

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After twelve hours of continuous work, including being shuttled back and forth between Galactica and Colonial One, Laura finally collapsed into a chair next to her sleeping daughter. She reached over to gently push back Sophie's hair. As she took in her daughter's sleeping form, she smiled. Knowing her baby was alive seemed to make everything feel just a little bit better.

"Mom?"

Laura looked up to see Rebekah walking into the room. "Oh my Gods," She muttered, standing up to hug her daughter. Her hands ran through Rebekah's dark hair. "Sweetheart, I was so worried about you…"

"It's okay Mom," Rebekah said quietly, trying to reassure her mother. "I'm alright, and Isaac's alright. We're all going to be fine."

"Isaac…"

"Billy's taken him to get something to eat," She explained, sitting down with her mother slowly. "I'm afraid food outweighs seeing Grandma." Rebekah laughed as she pulled her legs up onto the chair.

"Are you okay?" Laura asked slowly.

"Mom, seriously, I'm fine…"

"But you don't have any of your equipment…"

"Back to basics," Rebekah shrugged and glanced at Sophie. "Where did you find Soph?"

"She was brought up with a few other children on a Raptor," Laura couldn't stop staring at her daughter. It was as if she was seeing Rebekah in a whole new light. The piercing blue eyes seemed to be more striking than she remembered. "The Pegasus is missing though. I spoke to the Executive Officer of Galactica and he told me it was likely Pegasus was destroyed…"

"Doesn't sound like a very positive XO," Rebekah muttered, watching her mother carefully. "Angie's going to be okay, and even if she's gone you'll know she went down fighting. But we have to believe she's alive and safe." She reached out, taking Laura's hand in her own.