Kara felt Lee behind her as she walked forward to place the Arrow of Apollo. He jumped right along with her when the artifact was pulled out of her hands that last few inches. Then, when the tomb was engulfed in darkness, she could swear his hand came out to hold hers.
But the stars came out and she found him yards away, closer to the President than to her.
Her mind drifted to think of Anders as the President started naming the original names of the Twelve Colonies, and she found herself struggling to picture the way he had smiled at her as she began to break down in tears upon their parting. Her time on Caprica felt like years ago instead of days. If she was being honest, Kara actually felt like it was a whole other person who had waged war against the Cylons on her home planet.
It hurt to remember Anders and the sacrifice she had made in leaving him behind, but somehow, standing in such a tranquil place soothed whatever pain the distant memory caused her. She would have to get used to the dull ache because she couldn't deny it any longer. Both she and President Roslin knew there was no way the Fleet could return to any of the twelve planets they had called home. They couldn't risk it.
Kara found herself faced with the harsh truth. She was going to have to mourn yet another loss, thanks to the Cylons. Blinking back tears, she let her eyes drift around until they rested on Lee. He had offered her a chance to share her problems with someone, and Kara figured a shoulder to cry on was included. She had always used Lee for that in the past.
The words Leoben Conoy had whispered to her once rang through her head. The time she spent on the Geminon Traveler felt like ages ago, but his words still held true. Kobol will lead the Fleet to Earth. Kara looked down at the ground as those around her tried to figure out what this newfound map meant and where Earth could be found.
She didn't have to listen to their words. In her heart, she already knew where Earth was.