It was a moment's epiphany, the coalescence of a myriad of tiny details seen and accepted at the time now forming a picture that had been there all along, but unrecognised. A moment when he realized that all the faces in his minds eye were only facets of the man who is his father, only a small part of the whole. He was the hero, the controlling force behind so many of his decisions, the focus of his anger, the dry eyed stoic man who stood, apparently emotionless, as his son unleashed all his bitterness and bile after the death that tore the family apart, and he was the Commander who stepped up to the plate and fought to save the last remnants of civilization and give them hope. But, and now that he has seen it he can't understand why he didn't before, he is a man. In spite of all his belief in his own sophistication, he had still viewed him with a child's naivety. His parents had married, had had two children, and so really she must have been the love of his life. He had messed up, had got a divorce, but it was somehow expected that he would remain alone. He had gloried at the fact that he would suffer her loss for the rest of his life, as the rest of the family moved on. It had been a moment of spite, to twist the knife, that he had informed him of his mother's planned remarriage.

Now looking back, knowing what he did now, he realized that he knew very little about their relationship. He did love her, Lee can remember a time when that was so, but then he remembers the distance that grew between them, that he hadn't wanted to accept at the time.

And suddenly recognised that in that one very short conversation he had with his father, about Rose, he saw more of the man than he ever had before. He was never one to show his emotions, an outward facade of calm covered all but the strongest of them, and yet just the memory of this woman he had known and loved had ripped away the façade, leaving the reality of peace and completeness. And that was something that had never been part of his parent's relationship.

In fact, thinking about it now, the only time he can remember seeing something similar in his father, was occasionally when he was with President Roslin, only brief moments when completely relaxed and unaware of being watched. It was those moments that had led him to believe she may be the future stepmother when he had first found that his father had removed his wedding ring. Only to have his world turned on its head.

Maybe there was something he could do though. If he could find Rose, if she was in this fleet and for some reason had not come forward, he could bring them together. If not, if he could find out what had happened to her, he could give his father resolution at least.

With that in mind and happy to be taking some action, he set off to make an appointment with Tory to discuss looking through the survivor records.