"Lee," said Starbuck frantically, looking for her wingman.
"Keep your eyes on the game," said Shepherd as he zoomed his jumper over her. Starbuck hit off a couple raiders bye instinct, never taking her eyes off the clouds. "Or maybe not," he added, seeing how well Kara was doing WITHOUT looking.
"Frack, he's not here,"
"I'm sorry Starbuck, but THIS IS NOT THE TIME!"
"He's not dead!"
"How do you know,"
"I JUST KNOW!"
"OK. We'll look for him AFTER all the cylons are gone."
"After the cylons are gone. The story of my life," muttered Starbuck. Just then, the whole earth fleet got an idea what an enraged Starbuck could do. She plowed through about fifty raiders without getting shot, and effectively shot the basestar in half.
"One down, three to go," said Mitchell after seeing the destruction.
"That's what you think. She's on a warpath," responded Shepherd.
"Who?"
"Starbuck."
"You've got to be kidding. The laid back, 'I'd rather take a smoke', Starbuck I know doesn't go on a warpath."
"No YOU'VE got to be kidding. Starbuck 'laid back' now I've heard everything. My guess is she'll do all your work for you if you boys don't get in the game!" came the voice of Commander Adama, one of the few men who know her best, over the radio.
"I think he's got a point," The X302 and the Puddle Jumper scrambled back into the game. Pretty soon the Samantha Carter had destroyed one base ship, Starbuck another, and Mitchell and Shepherd were zeroing in on the last one.
"Little back up here?" said Shepherd as he realized that he was pretty much surrounded.
"No problem, guys," said Kara as she did the Starbuck thing to do and whiped out about half the cylons covering them. "I'll keep them back. Get to work," Soon Kara was put into the same position as her earthen predecessors. Turning around in circles and shooting at everything in her path didn't seem to be helping, so she started thinking. And thinking (not to be Kara bashing, but this could take a long time, hehe!).
"Hey, what about…" And Kara knew exactly what to do. "I wish you were here, Lee." The two of them had made up this move during long hours of having a teacher with you in the simulator. Kara quickly hit one Raider on the wind, just enough to incapacitate it without exploding it, and flew right at it. Just as Kara knew, from experience, there was a little black box sitting in space. "Now all I have to do is kill all the cylons without dropping my transponder. And she quickly did that.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" coursed Mitchell and Shephard when they came back from destroying the baseship.
"You looked drunk," added Shephard helpfully, "You didn't happen to go at your secret stash when you heard about Apollo, did you?"
"One- I HAVE NO SECRET STASH (this is a matter of great dispute on Galactica, and many a bet has been lost on Starbuck's mythical 'Secret Stash'), Two- Apollo is definitely alive, Three- I am very, very sober. In fact too sober to have just helped to defeat the cylon fleet. I'm gonna go find Lee, and then come back to get totally and completely wasted."
"Have fun!" said Shephard, knowing that there was no use in stopping her.
Kara quickly flew to where she last saw Lee. After scanning, she found some marks that a jump had been made recently. Knowing Lee like she did, Kara knew his computer malfunctioned somehow. She powered down and maneuvered into what had once been his airspace. "Here goes nothing," and she pushed the jump button.