"Dradis contact!" Gaeta's voice rang through the half empty CIC. "5 ships… Getting Colonial signals… It's the Pegasus, sir."

"Get me Pegasus Actual."

"Yes sir… Galactica Actual requests to speak to Pegasus Actual." Gaeta handed him the headset.

"Sit-rep, Commander."

"Mission accomplished sir. We also found some friends. We picked up over 1000 survivors, most were resistance fighters. One of the ships is another Tylium refinery, two others are large passenger liners… The fourth was a smuggling ship, it was outfitted with some pretty interesting toys that I think you might want to have a look at."

"We'll start transferring immediately… Can any of these resistance fighters fill some of the positions we lost?"

"Actually, some are from the academy… They survived because they were on a wilderness survival training trip. That group also has a couple military instructors too. We even managed to pick up a few pilots… We should be able to train the rest."

"Good… Once the munitions transfer is under way, I'd like you to meet me in my quarters."

"Yes sir."

"Bring over any status reports you have so I can get a better idea of what we've got… Also, we had… a transmission from the resistance on New Caprica that I'd like to discuss with you."

"Will do, sir. Pegasus Actual out."

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"How's she doing?"

"She's sleeping again… Which is good, she needs to sleep so her body can heal… I'm just worried there's going to be permanent psychological damage. She needs to talk to someone, but she certainly isn't going to talk to us."

"Six is going too far; she's ordered the arrests of all the rest of the religious leaders… That's going to enrage the humans more than anything else…"

"Six came in here earlier… She was asking me about hallucinogens, about their potency and if any were known to give the user prophetic abilities. I thought she was planning to use them herself, but now I'm not so sure… You'll be meeting with the resistance later today, right?"

"Yes, in a couple of hours."

"I think we should make a list of everything you need to talk with them about."

"Make sure I don't forget anything important?"

"That's the idea. Besides, there are some things I'd like clarified. Namely, will they be willing to take us with them when they escape off the planet… I realize that's highly unlikely, but if I have the option of not dying I'd like to know… You do realize that if we do this we're going to die. I mean really die, the others are not going to download us into a new body after this."

"Yes. And if they won't? Will you still do this?"

"Of course I will… I just don't want to die if I don't have to."

"Alright. Anything else you'd like me to mention."

"Bring a map of the lay out of this building to them. I'm going to have her moved to quarantine treatment. It's more secluded and closer to an exit… I'll need you to point out where it is and the best place to land one of their ships… When she wakes up, we'll see about getting her able to walk. I think it would be best if we get her out of the building, that way we don't have to worry about them tripping any alarms."

"Sounds good, you'll let me know if it looks like she'll be able to walk? That would make things easier."

"And… Tell Starbuck… Apologize to her for me."

"I will."

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Doral was on top of her, pinning her down. She couldn't move. "Where are your Gods now, prophet?" He punched her, hard, in the stomach. She was struggling against him, but she couldn't move her arms or her legs. She twisted madly, trying to loosen his grip. "They aren't going to save you. They don't exist. Say it!"

She shook her head. He smacked her across the face.

"Say it!" His grip was tightening.

"No!" His hands slid from her arms to the front of her shirt. "No!" She was screaming, she couldn't move and his hands… Oh Gods, make his hands stop.

She woke up, still screaming, to find she'd been strapped down to the bed. Simon rushed in.

"Get these off of me!"

"I'm sorry, you were thrashing around in your sleep, I was afraid you'd do yourself injury." He came forward, and began to undo the restraints on her legs.

"Don't ever restrain me like that again!" He paused, frowning, then glanced up at her. The look on his face was odd. "What?"

"Sorry." He resumed releasing the straps. "You just reminded me of Starbuck when…" He stopped talking, realizing that he shouldn't have said anything. She was struck with a realization.

"You're the Cylon doctor that operated on Kara? What did you do to me? What was this surgery for?" Why hadn't she figured it out earlier? His name was Simon, how stupid could she be?

"Calm down--"

"Calm down? I've talked with Kara, she told me all about her stay at your hospital--"

"Calm down before you hurt yourself. When Leoben brought you to me, one of your ribs was sticking out of your skin and you were bleeding internally as well as externally. Another one of your ribs had punctured a lung. If I hadn't operated then you would have died." He paused to let that sink in. "I truly regret what I did to Kara… I was following orders. I know that's no excuse and that there's no way I can ever make up for what she went through. I haven't done anything to you other than what was necessary to keep you alive." She suddenly noticed that her surroundings had changed.

"Where am I?" She would believe him for now; she didn't really have any other choice.

"I had you moved to make it easier for you to escape when the time comes."

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Lee was reading the message. "They've taken our President." He said as Lee's eyes reached the bottom of the page.

"What's the plan?" Lee asked, eyes gleaming with anger. Bill smiled, that's my son…

"We outfit every raptor we have with two warheads. Each jumps for one of their basestars, fires their warheads, then jumps back. We'll jump in and keep the Cylons away from the civilian transports. The transports land and pick up the civvies. We'll coordinate this with the resistance so they'll be ready. It'll be a little more complicated than that but that's basically it. Once we have more information, we'll plan the rescue mission for the President." His comm. rang and he reached over for it scowling. "What?"

"We've had another transmission from the resistance, sir."

"I'm on my way."

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"Leoben will be coming soon…"

"Are you sure we can trust him Starbuck?"

"You didn't hear him talking about her… We know there's infighting between the Cylons, we've seen it. And at this point, Chief, we don't really have a choice." Cally came running into the tent, her son on her hip.

"They're taking people."

"But that's Father Norrec… Why would they take him?" They watched as the unfortunate priest was marched away.

"I don't--" There was a commotion up the street. Pushing their way through the crowd, they saw a woman had been surrounded by Centurions.

"Sarah…" Zarek murmured, coming to stand next to Kara.

"The Geminese Quorum delegate?" Zarek nodded, his eyes blazing.

"They've crossed the line this time. Taking Roslin was one thing, she was the leader of the resistance, but the people they're arresting now are complete innocents." He made to move towards the Cylons but Kara grabbed his arm.

"Don't be stupid. They'll only arrest you too. We need you; you're our only source of information on Colonial One." She hissed. He wrenched his arm out of her grip and walked forward. "Frakking idiot." she cursed.

"On what grounds are you arresting these people? They are peaceful citizens and are no danger to the… government."

"On the contrary, they are amoung the most dangerous of all… And I think you better come a long as well, Mr. Vice President." A Centurion prodded him next to their other captive.

"They're taking all the religious leaders…" Leoben whispered in Kara's ear.

"Wha--" He interrupted her.

"The prophet was the first to be taken, but Six wasn't sure it would be enough… I have a lot of things to discuss with you."

"Right, this way." They moved quickly through the crowd and back into the tent city, walking towards a tent that looked like all the rest but today was functioning as the resistance HQ. Stepping inside they were met by a familiar face.

"I got your message Starbuck…" Bill paused staring at Leoben. "What is that doing here?" Leoben smiled, it was good to know some things never changed.

"Uh, this is the insider I mentioned in the last transmission…" Kara replied nervously, she hadn't thought that the Admiral would come himself when she had requested that someone from the Galactica come down so that there wouldn't be any miscommunication at this critical point.

"Admiral." Leoben stepped forward, hand extended, knowing full well that the Admiral wouldn't accept it. He smirked when the Admiral glanced down at his outstretched hand and then looked back up at him scowling.

"Let's not push it."

"Of course." Leoben replied still grinning. "Well, I have a lot to say so we should probably get started…" He took a large folded piece of paper out of a pocket and spread it out on the floor. "This is a map of the detention building's lay out…"

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"How's she doing?" Simon turned away from watching his patient forcing herself to stumble across the room and back.

"She's gained 5 pounds, which is good… Although 65 pounds is still dangerously low." He paused, turning back to watch as she leaned heavily against a wall, her breathing labored. "She knows who I am… She's not speaking to me, but she's listening which is better than I had expected. She shouldn't be able to walk more than a few steps, but she's got to be the most strong willed person I've ever met… Starbuck included." Leoben listened to him, his eyes also on the incredible woman struggling in front of them.

"She is a remarkable woman…" He murmured in response. "I talked with resistance. It'll happen tomorrow… Will she be ready?"

"She shouldn't be, but she'll make it… Did you bring up my concern?"

"Yes… After a rather intense argument, the Admiral finally agreed to give us 'sanctuary'."

"The Admiral was there? How did that go?"

"It was interesting… That man fascinates me almost as much as she does… It figures they'd fall in love."