A/N thanks to iatlotf for the idea to this one.

d ) down right sneaky

"I am the best pilot you have ever seen, and when I'm in a Viper no one can beat me!" Kara slurred as she staggered down the corridor. She had been playing Triad with some of the other pilots and the chief had of course brought some of his special brew. Kara was now really drunk along with many other pilots, all of them now trying to find their way back to the bunk room without getting put in hack first. That is when they met Anders coming the other way.

"Well well we lost?" he said.

"No I know perfectly well were I am" Kara said poking him with her finger for emphasis.

"Whatever, come on follow me" he laughed and started to lead the rowdy gang to the bunk room.

When they got there Kara fell on her rack and fell fast asleep, making one of the nuggets laugh, "I thought you said she could handle her drink," he laughed before he fell on the closet rack and fell asleep as well. Anders saw the situation as an opportunity and began to undress Kara, then he stripped and got in next to her.

In the morning Kara woke up with a massive headache, she felt his warmth next to her and cuddled into him. Suddenly her eyes shot open, those weren't his toned tight muscles, that wasn't his calm steady breathing, this wasn't Lee. Just at that moment Lee decided to walk in, he had been working all night and was shattered, but when he walked in he just stared at Kara's bunk in disbelief. There she was in her bunk next to Anders, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Lee..." Kara cried sitting up and wrapping the sheets around herself to try and keep some sort of dignity. Lee just stared at her, pale and silent, then he turned away, " Excuse me" he whispered before walking back out the hatch. Kara ran to her locker grabbing some clothes before she ran out after him. When she got into the corridor though Lee had disappeared. He was in a corner of the hanger deck, behind some cargo boxes thinking, not quite sure what he was doing here, normally he would be out there facing his problems, but for some reason he couldn't, for some reason all he could bring himself to do was hide.

Hours later and Kara was still searching for Lee, by this time she was joined by half the pilots that weren't on duty while the rest checked cameras and logs to see if they could find any trace of him. It seemed like he had just evaporated, there was no mention of him anywhere and they had searched the ship a thousand times. She was just checking the hanger bay again when she saw Anders walking over.

"You this is all your fault!" she screamed as she launched herself at him.

It took Helo, Tyrol and half of the people on the hanger deck to drag her off him.

When they finally did Helo shouted at Anders, "Get lost, and if you know what's good for you, you had better make yourself scarce." making Anders jump to his feet and scurry away as quick as his they would take him, plan d would have to be put on hold. Helo calmed Kara down as much as he could and took her to the rec room in hopes of taking her mind off Lee and the whole situation. Meanwhile a hooded figure sat in the back of one of the Raptors going to one of the civilian ships, no one knew who he was and it seemed very clear to all of the other passengers that this was the way he wanted it to stay.

Weeks passed by and there was still no news as to Lee's whereabouts, and it was becoming increasingly obvious that his disappearance was effecting Kara more than she let on. She was missing briefings, which was a major problem as she was the one that was supposed to be taking them, she had thrown herself into her work taking as many shifts as she could possibly get cleared on, and when she wasn't flying she was either downing shots in the rec room or laying on her rack staring at the ceiling. She knew she had gone too far when she was called to the Commanders office for a "word". She entered his office silently and sat down before he had even registered that she was there.

"So.." the commander said when he noticed her, "How are you coping?" he asked.

"As well as could be expected sir" she stated looking anywhere but the commander.

"Good, however that is not why I brought you here" This made Kara look up at him in surprise, "Yes, we have had a report of a suspected Cylon on one of the civilian ships. Apparently he has been getting in fights with some of the passengers, no one has seen him before or recognizes him, so they think he is a Cylon."

"Right sir, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to take a team to the ship and apprehend the man, he needs to be stopped but it would probably be better if he did not survive, if you get my meaning."

"You want me to kill him, but what if he is not a Cylon?"

"Then it would be a very unfortunate death, but as he doesn't seem to have any family that anyone can tell, I don't think he will be missed."

"Yes sir" Kara saluted and took that as her cue to leave.

Within minutes she had a team set up and they were all sat in the back of a Raptor on their way to the Civilian vessel where the "Cylon" had last been seen. Almost as soon as they had stepped off the Raptor they were met by a huge commotion. A hooded man was fighting with another man, as a child ran away from the fight crying.

"Oi" Kara shouted as the team made there way towards the fighting men.

At the sound of her voice the hooded man looked up at them, the turned and ran down a corridor. Kara and a few of the others followed him as the rest stayed behind to find out what had been going on. As the man ran he pulled down his hood in an attempt to fit in to the crowd, but Kara wasn't taken by the school boy trick and kept running after him. Finally after running around almost half the ship, the man took a wrong turn and hit a dead end. He took a deep breath and fell to his knees, which shocked Kara, most men would turn around and try and fight their way out, but he seemed to have just given up. She slowly walked towards him, gun held out in front of her just in case he suddenly decided to try something. She reached him and pressed her gun in the back of his neck, the barrel embedding itself in his short matted brown hair. Her finger twitched on the trigger but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to shoot, there was something familiar about this guy and for some reason she just couldn't pull the trigger. She stood there her trigger finger twitching as a battle was going on in her head, one side telling her to shoot, the other telling her to wait, she might know him, he may not be a Cylon.

Her mind was spinning, the blood pumping in her ears blocking out all sound, "I'm sorry" she whispered as he finger tightened slightly on the trigger. She took a deep breath and just before she pulled the trigger three simple words filtered through the pulsing in her ears.
"I forgive you"