Ok, I'm going to appologize in advance that this chapter is really short... I'm not trying to draw this out or keep you in suspence but I just got a little busy and a little sick these past couple of days and when you have a fever there's a limit to the amount of creativity you can muster...

I promise the next chapter of this story will be much longer and will be posted in the next few days... so just stay with me ok? and don't worry... the BIG showdown between Dee and Kara and Lee is coming soon.. very soon...

Part 4

"Look Dee," Kara said angrily, trying hard to ignore the knot that formed in her stomach at hearing Dee's words "I know half the fleet thinks Me and Apollo are secretly frakking each other, but I thought at least you, of all people, would know better…"

"I know you and Lee aren't frakking each other" Dee's face twisted at the distasteful word. "If you had been, maybe this whole thing would have been resolved by now… one way or the other…"

Kara chuckled "The 'frakk each other and get it over with' approach? Funny, it sounds more like something that I would say…"

Dee frowned at her and shook her head "That's not what I meant…"

"By the Gods! How many times do I have to say this?" Kara suddenly exploded "There's nothing between me and Lee! Nothing!"

Dee was about to respond when the two of them were startled by a small knock on the hatch behind them. Chief Tyrol's face peered in through the glass and he gave them a small wave, he frowned when he noticed the blood on Kara's head but she gave him a small wave back to signal she was alright.

"Well, at least the cavalry is here" Dee sighed and wrapped herself tighter in the thermal blanket "It's starting to feel like a freezer in here"

BATTLESTAR GALACTICA - CIC

Lee stood nervously at CIC, listening to the incoming transmission from the rescue mission.

"Galactica actual, this is Chief Tyrol. I'm starting repairs on raptor 7"

"Chief, this is Galactica actual, can you see Lt. Starbuck and Petty officer Duella?" Admiral Adama asked

"Yes. Lt. Starbuck seems to be a little bruised and battered but they both seem fine Sir." The chief's response echoed throughout the room over the speakers.

Lee's jaw clenched at the news Kara was injured? .

He and his father exchanged a glance, each one mirroring the other one's concern.

"Galactica actual this is Chief Tyrol. Request permission to move to secure transmission"

The admiral and the XO exchanged perplexed looks at the strange request, then gave a signal to Lt. Gaeta and picked up the receivers in order to continue the conversation with the Chief more privately, Lee edged closer so he could hear them.

"Sir, I'm inspection the damage to Raptor 7 now, and I think we have a problem here…"

"Don't tell me you can't fix that ship" Colonel Tigh asked wearily

"I can fix it Sir. It's gonna take a while but I can fix it."

"Then what's the problem Chief?"

"Sir, this damage wasn't caused by an accident… someone sabotaged this Raptor sir. Someone rigged this raptor to jump and then power down. Someone wanted this ship to get stranded here…"

Lee could feel a shiver of cold fear running down his spine. He could see the emotion mirrored in his father's face as the realization hit him. Colonel Tigh, slow on the uptake as usual was about to ask something when the look of utter determination on Admiral Adama's face caused him to stop with his mouth half open in and almost comic gesture.

"Notify the president to get back on colonial one!" the Admiral's voice boomed through the large room "Prepare the fleet to jump! We are on alert level one! Battle stations! Battle stations!"