Azula was laying down on the bed in her cell, doing nothing. It was much more uncomfortable then she was use to in the Fire Nation. She guessed that at least an hour had passed since her arrival at wherever she was, and hadn't spoken or heard from anybody besides the Baltar person in the cell across from her, who had been either sitting down or pacing across his own cell with a worried expression on his face. She wondered what he was here for.

Azula was considering asking him just to try to get rid her boredom, but before she could do anything she heard the door leading outside of the brig open. She sat up, and watched as somebody dressed in a uniform similar to the solders who attacked the prison walked in, carrying a chair. He placed the chair down In front of her cell. Another person walked in, a middle aged women. The women thanked the man, and sat down in the chair, as the man walked outside of the brig.

"Hello," The women said to her calmly, "My name is Laura Roslin."

Azula didn't respond. They were probably going to try to interrogate her or something. She'd seen Fire Benders do the same to captured Earth Kingdom soldiers, though that usually involved a lot more yelling then what they were doing.

"Were not going to hurt you. What's your name?"

The women was just wasting her time. She might not look it to these people, she didn't just give things up the second somebody threatened her, unlike other people her age.

"We just want to try to explain some things, and try to avoid further hostilities with the Fire Nation"

"Her names Azula." Guias Baltar, who had been watching the two of them said.

Azula glared at Baltar, thats what she got for talking to someone.

Roslin Didn't bother to look at Baltar. "Azula, we know there have been some... Problems between our people, but were not looking to start a war." At least I hope not. She thought to herself. If they wanted to stop the Fire Nation from slaughtering everybody else, they might have to use force eventually.

"Yet you attack our people, twice, free some of our prisoners of war, and kidnap me."

"When we first arrived we weren't attacking you. We weren't aware of your city, our people were just trying to get us out."

"How can you not know of us? The Fire Nation are the most powerful Nation on the planet!"

"Were not from around here."

This was ridiculous. "Then where are you from, the spirit world?"

Roslin had to explain there story twice now and it's getting annoying. How many times would she have to do this? "We came here to get away from another war, to make a new home."

"Then why did you attack the prison!"

"We first made contact with Omashu when it was still under Earth Nation control. We needed to rescue Bumi to help talk to the Earth Nation."

"And why did you kidnap me?"

"You were injured, and your people didn't have the technology to treat you. It was the only way for you to live."

"And what do you intend to do with me?"

Roslin had been giving this a lot of thought. She thought she had a solution. "Were going to tell you everything we can. Then we'll bring you back to the Fire Nation. We ask that you tell your leaders our side of the story, try to understand us."

Azula was silent. The Fire Nation would never allow them to just settle down somewhere, they would be defeated and occupied. These people had interesting devices, perhaps they could be useful serving as slaves.

"I can prove were telling the truth." She walked outside of the cell for a moment, and walked back in with the man. "Get her out."

--

Adama walked into the large, busy room that was Galactica's Command In Control center. There were always at least three dozen people, manning various consoles and keeping the ship safe. He walked over to Colonel Saul Tigh, who was standing in the center of it all.

"You miss all the action Bill." Tigh said, looking away from the main Dradis display. "We had an escaped raider while you were gone."

"We had a what?" He yelled. "What do you mean 'escaped?'

"We don't know yet. A Heavy Raider just launched. itself and jumped away to who knows where. The Cylons claim there confused as we are and say we should have an answer in a day or two."

Adama took this in. "Claimed?"

"There Cylons. I don't trust them. For all we know that raider is calling in every Basestar within fifty light years."

"They've earned our trust Saul."

He laughed. "Ill trust those toasters when there dead."

"Thanks to them the Cylons can actually die now. That should scare the main fleet away for awhile."

"I hope your right." Permission to be relieved Sir?"

"Granted. Get the hell out of here."

"Thank you, Sir.". Adama watched Tigh walk off the CIC, and walked over to Gaeata. "Any luck on that signal?"

Gaeta looked up from his desk, he appeared to be looking over some readouts. "I've gone over the planet a dozen times. There's nothing."

"Redirect your search efforts, look for solar bodies that will be in close proximity of the planet, comets in particular."

Gaeta looked surprised. "Sir?"

"The kids mentioned the fire benders launched a comet into space more then a century ago. They don't have the technology to do that, the President thinks it was created by the Thirteenth Tribe long before then."

"I guess it's possible. Ill start a search area around the planet. Did they anything about the comet?"

"They said it was getting close, and..." He knew Gaeta would laugh. "And it would give fire benders much more power, if that helps at all."

"After everything we've seen so far that doesn't surprise me to much. Ill start looking right away."

"Thank you." He walked away from Gaeta.

Adama thought about the Thirteenth Tribe. There Mythology said that, log ago, Mankind's original home was Kobol. Something happened that caused mankids to divide and go there separate ways. Twelve of those became the twelve Colonies of Kobol, the thirteenth was Earth.

It was believed to be some crazy superstition, and Adama laughed at the idea three years ago. Amazing how things change.

He realized that he needed to give the three kids something to do. He did say he would try to get them a tour of the ship. Gaeta was busy, so he couldn't do it. What was Kara doing?

--

Aang, Katara, and Sokka were discussing what they would do back on the planet. Aang would have to find a new earth bending teacher if Bumi didn't make it back to Ba Seng Sa, and he didn't know anybody else. Katara was feeling much better, she could get up and walk around the medical bay. Sokka was watching the funny moving screen that beeped every second or two.

"So where's Appa?" Katara asked.

"I told him to stay there. There was grass and stuff nearby so he should be fine until we get back." Aang was hopeing his large, hairy, flying friend was doing alright.

While the two were talking, Kara Thrace walked in. She recognized Katara and smiled at her.

"Glad to see your back on your feet." She said in a cheerful voice. Katara noticed she sounded a lot happier here then back on the planet. "I was wondering, how do you deal with Sokka? He couldn't shut up back at the prison."

Katara smiled back. "You get use to him, usually."

"If not the airlocks down the hall to the right."

Katara looked curious. "Whats an airlock?"

Oh, right, these people haven't learned everything yet. "Nothing. Adama told me to give you guys a tour."

"Wait a second, didn't you say this ship was like a mile long?" Aang asked.

"Not the entire ship, just the more important parts. You just have to keep your hands to yourselves and don't touch anything, the usual."

--

It turned out proveing something to Azula was much, much harder then to the kids. She had been impressed, or so it seemed, with some of the Technology aboard Galactica, Computers, monitors, and other modern tools. But she refused to believe the nonsense of being in space.

So, as a drastic measure, she had gotten two guards with her and taken her, still in her cuffs of course, on a raptor trip in space to show her the fleet.

"Thats Space park." She said, pointing to one of the larger ships. "And thats called Colonial One." She pointed towards a medium sized blue-white ship, her home in the fleet. She handled all presidential business there.

Deep down inside, Azula was amazed. She didn't dare show it. For all she knew she was unconscious and this was all a mind trick. But it still felt so real...

"Why don't you open a window then, let me feel space?"

Roslin tried hard not to laugh. "Because then it would be rather hard to breath."

Azula looked at the many ships. Some were huge, like Galactica. Others she could barely make out.

"It takes Fire Benders to weld together Iron ships. How can you possibly build these without them?"

"We have things that are like fire. Torches and other devices."

She was finding it harder and harder not to believe them, but why would they be doing this.? "What do you want from me?"

"Actually, I was hoping you could tell me something."

Aha! I knew it! This was to get information! "What do you want?"

"I want to know everything you know about 'Sozlins Comet.'"

"Cool!" Sokka exclaimed, staring at a mark 2 Viper.

One of the first stops on Kara's tour was the hanger bay, where they stored most of the fighter craft used to fight the Cylons. The mark 2 Vipers, a white colored fighter with a single red stripe, three fins, and a cockpit barely big enough to hold a person were the main ship.

Mark 7's, the newer design, were a sleeker, silver colored fighter. They used better, more powerful weapons and maneuvered a lot better then the mark 2's. They were useless during the Cylon attack on the colonies, but since Galactica removed the network from the fighters they became a lethal weapon to the Cylons.

The three were all staring at the mark 2 viper, which had been moved to a more open spot in the hanger bay to get repair work done on it.

"These are used to defend the fleet during attacks." Kara Thrace explained. "There weapons work on a similar principle to the hand weapon I had on the planet, except a lot more complicated and bigger."

"It's kind of pretty." Katara said, putting her hand on it. "Do you ever fly them?"

Kara smiled proudly. "I'm the best Viper pilot in the fleet."

"Cool."

Aang admired the fighter. But he still couldn't ignore the fact they were used to kill things. He wondered how many Cylons Kara had killed.

"You want to get in?" Kara asked Aang.

"No thanks."

"I do!" Sokka cried out, trying to figure out how to open the cockpit.

Sokka was really getting on her nerves. How did these kids deal with them? He was rude, annoying, and seemed to consider himself superior to everybody else. Still, as much as she hated it, she had to be friendly to them. "Here, like this."

--

The raptor landed gracefully in the port landing pod of Galactica. After wating for it to repressurize, Roslin had Azula escorted back to her cell. She had refused to say anything about the comet unless she was returned immediately. Either way, at least she believed them now.

Roslin thought about there next move. They managed to recover the crashed raptor by the cave, but the one they first took to the planet seemed like a lost cause, it was missing. The craft was far to complex for them to figure out how to work it, but it was annoying.

Surely what happened in the Fire Nation had been heard of elsewhere. How could you keep something like that secret? And even they had, when they initially arrived ships landed everywhere, in Fire, Earth, and one or two small water tribes. They hadn't visited the poles though, where Katara had mentioned there main cities were.

So, if they saw a 'skyship' come anywhere near Ba Seng Sa, they would be captured or killed. A Raptor was out of the question. Aang had mentioned something about Appa being a 'flying bison,' but did even these people have such strange things? And would the Earth Nation really trust the word of a twelve year old boy, even if he was the avatar?

One thing Roslin knew was that the Quorum of Twelve was going to give her a major headache at there next meeting.

I hope I got the story of the 13 tribes right. I think I did, but since my house lost the TV I haven't been able to watch the episodes to make sure.