"NO!" Apollo screamed as he watched Starbuck disappear beneath the churning water. He hesitated a moment and felt strong arms grab him.

"Don't you even think about going in after him!" Boomer yelled in his ear. "It's suicide." Apollo pulled against his grip. "Think of Boxey!"

"Frack!" Apollo's reason quickly returned. They had come so close. "He can't be gone, Boomer. He just can't be." Apollo could feel tears of frustration and loss welling up in his eyes. He looked at his friend to see his raw emotions reflected back at him.

Sheba, Tuija and Galena caught up to them. All stared into the surging water that had taken their friend to an unknown fate. Sheba was oblivious to the tears running down her cheeks. Apollo pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. Tuija and Galena were surprised to find they were also blinking back tears. After a few centons they slowly made their way back through the tunnel. No one said a word until they have exited the cave.

"I can't believe he's gone. I have to be certain. I know it sounds crazy, but Starbuck's a survivor." Apollo started.

"I know how you feel, Apollo. I refuse to believe a little running water could take him out." Boomer added.

Sheba nodded her head vigorously. "That Starbuck luck is legendary. We have to find him. Either way. I refuse to give up on him, Apollo."

"You're all crazy," Tuija reasoned with them. "There's no way he could survive that. I know you loved Starbuck, but you have to be realistic. He is not a force of nature."

Apollo smiled, "That's where you're wrong, Tuija. He's very much a force of nature, as are all of the human race. Right, Boomer, Sheba?"

Sheba nodded her head also smiling. Boomer clasped him on the shoulder, "Let's go find him."