A/N : I know a lot of people are wondering how Cain could have possibly gotten hold of Apollo and Kara's son and are claiming that it's highly unrealistic…BUT IT'S MY FRAKING STORY! Just kidding! I agree with all of you now that I've thoroughly thought over the situation. But it can't be undone, so I'll try my best to clear things up. (Thanks again for all the reviews guys)

Chapter 7

Back on the Galactica

Kara knew something was wrong the minute she walked into her quarters. She looked down and spotted the crew member that had been watching Tegan; she freaked. She knew he was gone without even looking in his crib. She ran over to the phone on the wall and within seconds she was connected to Commander Adama.

"He's gone!" she cried; fear taking over her emotions.

"What?" Adama asked, fear creeping up his spine, "Kara? What's wrong?"

"Tegan's gone; I just got here and he was gone," Tears were running down her face now, "Specialist Smith is dead." She added.

Cain, Adama thought; Lee had said she was capable of anything, "Someone's on there way down, Kara. Stay put, I'll take care of it."

"My baby…" Kara cried as Adama cut the connection.

He turned to Tigh, "Get some Marines down to Lieutenant Thrace's quarters ASAP!" He ordered; he then turned to Gieta, "Get me the flight log for the last forthy minutes!"

How the hell did she get him? Adama questioned himself. He knew that there had been none of Pegasus' Raptors on board since Kara had last seen Tegan. So how the frak did she get him?

For some reason, there was no doubt in Adama's mind that Admiral Cain was the guilty party in all this, the only question was why.

"Commander, the automated flight log has one Raptor leaving the port side hangar deck three minutes after the Cylons presence was detected." Gieta informed him.

"Was it one of our Raptors?" Adama asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, Sir."

"Who was aboard?"

Gieta looked down at the paper in his hands, "An officer from the Pegasus and a Marine detachment."

For the first time in his life, Commander Adama didn't know what to do. Did he go to war with Cain and risk the lives of his crew and the civilians over his selfish wants? Did he let her get away with it? NO! His conscious screamed. What do I do?

"Sir?" Gieta asked.

Adama turned, "I want you to send the new coordinates to all civilian ships, but not the Pegasus." He finally said, putting emphasis on the last part.

Gieta raised his eyebrow at this, "Yes, Sir."

Tigh reappeared, "Colonel, I want fifteen Marines in the hangar bay in ten, and find me two pilots." Adama ordered him.

"What are you doing, Bill?" Tigh whispered, "Are you actually planning on boarding the Pegasus? Are you fraking nuts?"

Adama looked Tigh in the eyes, "She has my family." He answered simply.

"You won't get within three hundred meters of that ship, Commander." Tigh tried to reason.

"I gave you an order, Colonel." Adama answered simply.

Tigh came to attention and saluted his superior officer, "Yes, Sir."

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Seconds had passed since Cain had fired her pistol. Apollo was slightly dazed and found himself on top of Cain. He had tackled her and in the process had gotten himself shot to shit but had managed to knock her out when her head had hit the floor. To his misfortune, blood was oozing from his wounded shoulder. Frak!

Apollo grabbed Admiral Cain's pistol and turned on the Marine who was in a state of shock, "Put the boy on the ground, Corporal!" Apollo sneered.

The Marine did as he was told; the look in Apollo's face was not one to be defied with.

Apollo spared a glance at his son who was crying his heart out. The kid was scared. I am too, buddy.

He made quick work of tying the Marine to a post and ridding him of his radio. He grabbed Tegan and was out of there.

He avoided as many people as he could as he made his way to the Raptor he knew was making a trip to the Galactica in an hour or so. When he entered the hanger he hid the pistol between himself and Tegan.

He spotted the Raptor which was already prepped for launch; the only thing missing was its pilots. Apollo thanked the gods and quickly made his way towards his safe haven. He hid Tegan, who had quieted down somewhat, in the back of the Raptor and went to the front, "Pegasus actual, Raptor 2-4 ready for launch." Apollo said over the radio.

"You're not do for launch for another hour, Sir." a voice replied.

"The schedule was changed, didn't you get an update?" Apollo asked, trying to mask the pain in his voice.

"Oh…right…Raptor 2-4, go for launch." The voice finally replied, obviously feeling left out of the loop.

Seconds later he was flying, behind him a voice spoke up, "Viper?"

Apollo took a second to glance back at Tegan who had obviously forgotten about what had just happened, Kids are some resilient, he thought to himself. Tegan had a goofy grin on his face as he realized he was flying. Apollo almost wanted to laugh, but it was then that he realized that he was getting weaker.

"Galactica, Raptor 2-4, permission to land?" Apollo asked, no longer keeping the pain out of his voice.

"Raptor 2-4, permission denied, you are ordered back to go back to Pegasus." A women's voice replied.

"Tell Commander Adama its Apollo." Apollo ground out. He felt like passing out, but he fought it as hard as he could.

Seconds ticked by, "Raptor 2-4, you are cleared to land on the starboard flight deck, over."

"Copy that," Apollo replied.

But Apollo couldn't fight it anymore. To his horror, thousands of images flashed before his eyes…and then nothing. Everything went black.

In CIC, the cries of a child could be heard over the radio.