Disclaimer: Battlestar Galactica belongs to Ronald D. Moore and the Sci-Fi channel. Hannah and Charlotte are mine.
Chapter 3: And with your permission, may I list a few
Adama walked Laura and her daughters to the guest quarters, letting Hannah close the door once everyone was inside. Laura pulled the hood down as her eyes scanned the area. "Bill, this is huge. Are these really guest quarters?"
The quarters contained a main room, one bedroom, and one bathroom, along with a kitchen area. "It was being used as a storage room and then we discovered that it had a bathroom," he explained, turning to her. "Is this alright for you?"
She smiled politely, noticing the bed, couch, and dining chairs. "It'll be fine, thank you."
Laura sat down on the couch, holding the baby. Hannah set the diaper bag on the floor and joined her mother. Bill glanced from the baby to Laura. "I'll try to find something for the baby to sleep in."
Hannah turned toward her mother, sighing heavily. "So how long are we stuck here for?"
The older woman raised an eyebrow. "Young lady, the admiral has already gone out of his way to find us a place to stay. I know our situation is not ideal, but you will remember your manners."
Hannah crossed her arms. "Sorry, mom. I just wanted to make it back in three days. Jake Sisko said the officers were going to play baseball ad I could come with if I wanted to."
"Baseball?" Bill asked.
"It's an Earth game," Laura replied. Then she spoke to Hannah. "I'm sorry, sweetie."
Hannah stood and headed for the bathroom as she retorted, "This blows like tillium dust."
Bill raised an eyebrow, watching the girl leave. "Now that's one I haven't heard."
Laura sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. "She learned it from a few friends at the school on the Gemenon Traveler. I will be glad when she can start school with other children. The ones she knows now teach her words that I wish she wouldn't bring home."
"From the mouths of pilots?" Bill joked.
She nodded. "Something like that. I need to apologize for Hannah. She's not usually like this."
Bill shook his head. She's taking this better than I am. "She's been thrown completely out of her regular life. I wouldn't be surprised if she had a similar problem during the attacks on the Colonies. How old is she?"
"Twelve, nearly thirteen. She's just usually much better behaved," Laura replied.
"Which means that while she's on the edge of being a teenager, she's away from her friends and she's probably as confused as I am about the whole 'double universe' thing," Bill pointed out.
"That makes sense. She's so mature that sometimes I take her age for granted," Laura admitted, arranging the pillows on the couch to make a bed-like area for Charlotte. When Hannah emerged from the bathroom, Laura asked her to watch the baby for a while.
Then Laura walked Bill to the door. "I really appreciate you setting us up like this."
"No trouble," he muttered automatically.
"I know we're a big inconvenience at the moment, but there is one more thing..." she started to mention.
He sighed. "Yes?"
"I forgot to ask Jack for some painkiller before we left Life Station and I have a rotten headache at the moment."
"Follow me. I think I've got a few things you can use," he stated, stepping outside the guest quarters.
She trailed him to his quarters. Once they were both inside he shut the hatch. "Thank you," she said, removing the hood of the gray robe.
"I'll check the medicine cabinet," he responded.
Suddenly she gasped. Adama looked from her to follow her sightline as they both heard a glass crash to the floor. Lee Adama looked up from the couch, a puddle of water and broke glass at his feet.
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