"Hi," Laura greeted forcing herself up from the chair and walking towards Bill to give him a kiss. "We have a brilliant daughter. We were practicing colors and numbers. And she loves music. She's the cutest dancer."
Bill smiled as Laura bragged. The three had spent the morning together but he had to leave them for the afternoon. He hated to do it but it was a necessity.
"Ofcourse she's brilliant. Her mother's the president," Bill noted as he grabbed her arm to help her sit down.
"I'm fine," Laura assured shaking him off. "How are things with the settlement?"
"The transition is going well," Bill reported as he bent down to kiss Faith, "I found a place for us to settle. You'll love it. Blue sky, green grass, a river, more animals than you could imagine. Faith will have so many new things she can learn."
"What?" Laura asked all remaining color drained from her face. "What do you mean us?"
"The three of us."
"We're not taking Faith with us. She has a family."
"We are her family," Bill replied sternly.
"I'm dying Bill. I don't have long. You can't raise a baby on your own. Not on a new planet," Laura reminded a sense of urgency overwhelming her.
"I'm not giving up my frakkking daughter Laura!" Bill venomously exclaimed.
Laura stood frozen and accepted the anger that she knew was built up inside of him. He couldn't bring himself to hate her but she knew he hated what she did. And if he weren't so afraid of losing her, he would give her hell to pay.
Both her guilt and his anger were disrupted by the sudden cries of a frightened Faith.
"Faith," Laura said as she rushed to the little girl and picked her up. "It's ok. He wasn't yelling at you. He's mad at me. It's ok."
"Give her to me," Bill ordered gently taking the girl as he held Laura up and led her to the couch. "I'm sorry I scared you Faith. You must think I'm a mean old man. It's ok," Adama assured as he wiped tears from her face.
Faith quickly quieted down as the tension in the room clearly had passed. Soon she wiggled out of her father's arms and back to the table to continue her scribbles.
"I will not lose all of you," Bill announced firmly placing his hand on Laura's knee.