Ellen Tigh sat at the desk in her husband's quarters and watched the man she had married in his current passed out position on his bed. She had given him plenty of ambrosia and plenty of reason to want to drink it all as quickly as possible. He never turned the opportunity down. That was the part she couldn't understand. Why would a man who had so much to gain from being sober want to live in a constant state of haze?

Sighing, she picked up the phone and requested a line to one of the other ships in the Fleet.

"This is Tom Zarek. Make it quick."

"It didn't work."

"Excuse me?"

"I tried to put a divide in between Artemis and her twin."

Ellen could hear the man on the other end pause before asking, "And how is this relevant to me, Ellen?"

"Don't be flip with me, Tom. We both know you're starving for power in this Fleet. And the only way to do that is to bring either Adama or Roslin down. The way to Adama is easily your the first step. Roslin would be the next."

"And if Adama were to fall right now, that leaves your husband in a rather interesting position. Convenient."

"We can help each other, Tom."

She could hear him think it over a moment before replying to her offer. "Very well put but I still don't see what this all has to do with the two twin gods this Fleet worships."

"Don't tell me you haven't picked up on it? They are the heart of this Fleet. And they are the heart of William Adama. If their lives are in turmoil, he becomes distracted, preoccupied with fixing whatever's wrong."

"How do you know that?"

"I've known William for years. We've never really gotten along." She let out a small laugh. "He would do anything to keep me out of his life and the lives of his children. He went as far as to tamper with Roslin's precious little baby program just to keep me from getting close to Lee. He's scared. And he's not thinking. A little push and he might lose it all together."

"I'll take that into consideration."

Ellen rolled her eyes as the line cut off. Tom Zarek was a fool if he chose to ignore the obvious benefits of working alongside her. They both had agendas, and for the moment, they were working towards the same goal.

There was a light knock on the XO's door which caused Ellen to jump slightly. "You're early," she muttered to herself as she stood up and walked over to open the hatch.

The blond woman at the door scowled at her briefly before pushing into the room. "You failed."

"This is not easy. Anyway, I'm working on another option," Ellen said, clicking the hatchway closed. "And it's very bold of you to come here and talk of such things when you know my husband is only two feet away."

"If he remembers my being here, just tell him that Shelly Godfrey was here to speak to him of her continued suspicions that Gaius Baltar is a Cylon. If you did your job and gave him enough drink, he'll believe the explanation without question." Six shook her head and sat down on the desk. "But let's not worry about that unless we have to, okay? For now, let's dwell on your high level of incompetence."

"It is impossible to drive a nail between Adama and Thrace."

"Are you saying they are invincible? Untouchable like their pathetic little gods that they believe in so blindly?"

"No. I'm not saying that. I just think that the way to drive them apart would be easier if we approached them from their precious humanity. If we used their own kind to weaken them."

"Tom Zarek is not the way. He does not have the strength."

"We have no other option."

"God has another plan for them. You would do well to understand that and stay out of the way before it's too late."

Ellen's face erupted in confusion at the blond Cylon's words. "What other plan? I know of no other plan."

"You are not the favored child of our god, Ten."

"And you are?"

"I am in his favor, but I am not favored. That honor falls on the third model. He has done his part for the Fleet."

"There are no third models in the Fleet," Ellen protested.

"There was one copy deeply hidden. And he sacrificed his life to do what had to be done."

"He altered her?"

"According to the way things must go, she can now no longer play a role in stopping us." Six stood up and her mouth crept slowly in a unnerving smile. "The end of humanity is finally within our reach."

Ellen Tigh watched the hatch door click shut and turned to stare at where her husband still lay, passed out. She would never understand humans.