Gaia slowly slides her way down to the area Baltar and his followers have claimed. She expects trepidation, adversity, but is met with the complete opposite. Those who kneel, stand. Some even doing the opposite and kneeling to her.

Baltar sits in the middle of the room, in front of a shrine dedicated to himself. "I had a feeling you would be coming for me." He smirks, causing Erica to make a disgusted face.

"You knew I'd be coming to you." She repeats, the man mocking in her tone, "To your lair of heretics and concubines?"

"Now, now. No need for name calling. I know you are afraid."

Erica raises an eyebrow, "What could I possibly be afraid of?"

"Your true nature."

She can tell by his face that he is doing nothing more than baiting her. "Which is what exactly?"

Baltar's face falters, "You are a child of the One True God. You aren't alone, but there are not many like you. Only a handful at most."

Erica smirks, "And what are the children of the 'One True God'?" She tries to keep herself from chuckling, "I just got here two days ago where I learned my mother is the President. She could use your prayers, by the way. Laura Roslin has always wanted what was best for her people." She glances about the room, "And I understand you all feeling dejected...alone. I get it. However, this man right here-"

"Children of the 'One True God' are what most call hybrid children. One human, one cylon parent." When she turns toward him, surprised, he continues, "So, you've come to me for answers...for acceptance."

"My gods." Gaia begins to chuckle to herself, "This man does nothing but lie to you all. This man knew all about the cylon death squads. Knew about them before they shoved a paper in his face."

"I couldn't do much of anything with a gun in my face." Gaius yells toward her.

"Sure you could, you could have just gotten shot." Erica glares, "Some of us fought them until we couldn't. We made sure you all got off that death trap. I would have died, willingly, for my people. But I'd much rather live for them. Could you possibly say the same, Doctor Baltar?"

He smiles slightly, knowing he deserved that, "Why are you here, Ms. Roslin?"

"It's Tejera." She corrects, "I need to speak with you privately about an urgent matter concerning the President."

"There is nothing we could speak of privately that I couldn't talk about with everyone else here." Baltar outstretches his arms, 'I'm an open book, Captain."

"The procedure you did with the blood of the Agathon child and the President years ago-"

"Where I used the blood of a child of the 'One True God' to heal her cancer, sure. What of it?"

"I need you to do it again." Erica replies simply.

Baltar begins to chuckle this time, "And where do you suppose we get this blood from? The Agathons are not going to be terribly willing to let me take blood from their child again." He shakes his head, "I'm I'm not too knowledgeable about other hybrids in our midst."

The young woman watches the man, "Where it comes from doesn't matter." She folds her arms over her chest, "Are you able to do it or not?"

"Not unless I know where the blood is coming from."

"Parents of children of the One True God...how do you regard them?" Gaia continues watching him.

"With highest regard. The way others regard gods...however, ours are actually living and not myth or fable."

"And you would do everything in your power that you possibly could to protect them." She reasons, "Protect the children as well...both being sacred."

Baltar nods, "Sometimes we pray in their name.'

Erica smirks slightly, "The blood is coming from me, mother frakker. My father was the cylon model known as Seven. I'll be damned if I allow you to allow her to die." She wins, some around her fall to their knees, worshiping her, "My mother means something to the both of our religions. If you let her die, simply because you don't like her, these people," She motions to the room, "These people are likely to throw you out of an airlock...and I'll flip the switch."

He swallows, knowing she bested him in their duel of wits." Guess I haven't much choice then." He nods to her, "Lead the way."

Laura sat in her mother's small kitchen, bringing a cup of tea to her lips. There was no easy way to say it. "Mother, I'm pregnant."

That was probably the only thing Judith Roslin wasn't expecting. She turned from facing the countertop, "Are you sure?"

The young woman nodded, "The um...the father...he's gone missing."

"Missing?"

Laura nodded again, "I didn't get to tell him." SHe cried over this for many a night, simply unable to cray anymore, "I was curious if it would be okay to move back home...just for a little bit." She needed family close, but she'd never say that.

Judith slowly moved back over to her daughter, wrapping her arms around her tightly. "Timing isn't the best, but...it will be nice to have a grandchild."

The young woman closed her eyes, leaning into her mother's embrace. It wasn't often that Judith shoved her much affection, usually showing more to her students at the high school. This was different.

The other woman continued holding her daughter. "Doctors said our planned course of treatment is good." She began stroking the young woman's hair, "So, finding out that I'm going to be a grandmother is a fascinating, if not exciting, change of pace."

The young woman leaned her head back to meet her mother's eyes, "You aren't disappointed in me?"

"Oh Laura, I could never be disappointed in you." She smiled softly, finally breaking apart from the woman to sit across from her, "You and me against the world...another little one is a blessing from the gods. Something to look forward to through all this treatment."

Laura swallowed, "Do you think Daddy would have been upset?"

Judith shook her head, "It seems to me that the only one you need to convince that this is a good thing...a gift sent from the gods, is you."

Lee folds his arms when the young woman passes him, following after her, "So...you got like super powers or something?"

The question causes Erica to stop in her tracks, "Super powers?" When she sees him shrugs, she begins giggling to herself, "How'd you know?" She starts on her pace again, heading back towards the Sick Bay, "All I know is that I can probably save my mother's life...the ability to learn more about her and my heritage is reason enough to want to do it." She shrugs, "Also, I get to be a First Daughter...and maybe do more good instead of just marching around Celestra."

"I realized I could do more when...before the trial. The Adama blood coursing through my veins called for me to be a public servant. Not a soldier all the time."

"But, as the saying goes, you bit the hand that fed you." She sounds so much like her mother at this moment, "And you were raised better than to mistake kindness for weakness."

Lee sighs heavily, glad they were finally at the Sick Bay, "You're kinda freaking me out right now, Gaia."

"You agreed to come for Cottle...and your father. I think he was afraid I'd start shit again. Like I did in the CIC." Erica can't help but smirk, "Doctor Baltar, this way." She leads the man to Cottle's office. "Apollo, stay with the President." She calls to the former pilt before closing the door.

Baltar stares at the young woman in front of him. "Did you lie to me back there? Did you lie to my people just to get me to do your bidding?"

Gaia smirks toward the nervous man, the two of them alone finally, "Don't you wish I were."

"Gaius, look at her. Beautiful, isn't she?" The Six model that seems to live in his head tempts him, gently stroking the young woman's arm, "I wonder what her lips taste like."

He isn't expecting her, the beautiful machine in the red dress, 'You didn't answer my question." Baltar's eyes widen as he stares at the young Roslin offspring, "My people deserve better than you and your mother."

The Six scowls toward him, "She's Daniels's daughter. You don't say things like that to my niece...to family."

"Daniel's daughter." Baltar repeats, "I apologize for my remarks."

"Your people deserve better than you. So, let's get this show on the road so you can get back to those confused frakkers." Gaia begins rolling up the sleeve of her shirt, only just catching the name he mentioned, "Whose daughter?"

"Poor thing doesn't even know." Six shakes her head slowly, "She's figured out Seven, but not the rest."

"Your father was known as Daniel." Gaius nods, "You know him as Seven, but many knew him as Daniel...possibly other names that went off of that one."

Erica nods slowly, knowing the man went by the name Danny. She's curious as to how he knew though, how he figured it out. Was he the real deal after all?

"If we had more time together, what is the one thing you would want for us?" Laura inhaled the herbal cigarette within the confines of the Sick Bay, letting the smoke swirl in her mouth before exhaling.

Bill had taken the cigarette once offered, inhaling himself, "Honestly, if things had gone better on that rock," He exhales, "I was going to step aside. Let Lee be an Admiral." He huffed a chuckle, "Imagine that." Bill glanced over to her, "And we could have built your cabin by the stream."

She smiled softly, "Only thing I truly miss."

"I'd have made you breakfast each morn, we'd have our own small garden...live off the land as much as we could."

Laura hummed positively, "I can picture it." She reached over, taking his hand in her own, "When I die, and you find us a place to thrive, I want you to find a place for our cabin...and bury me near there."

The man leaned closer, gently kissing the back of her hand, "You'll be living there with me."

She turned her palm over to stroke his cheek, "Always in your heart."