- God, Interrupted, Chapter 2

"Who are you?" Lee asked.

"There are twelve Cylon models." The woman replied. "I'm Number Six."

"You're a Cylon?" Lee asked weakly. He was starting to feel cold and there was a loud ringing in his ears.

"You're hurt. I can help you." Her voice seemed to be coming from a mile away and it was getting harder to breathe.

"They'll send …rescue..." He managed.

He un-holstered his gun and tried to aim it at her but he was weak and his hand shook violently from the gun's weight. She took it from him easily and tossed it aside.

"Nobody's coming for you, Captain. They've all jumped away."

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"Why did you bring him here? Why didn't you kill him?"

"They call him 'Apollo.'" Six replied.

Three turned from the glass separating them from the man laying on the bed in the next room and looked at Six. She knew Six was thinking of the prophecies.

"He's part of God's plan." Six continued. "We have to help him."

"This is ridiculous." Three spat. "He's no god. He's a human. He's not part of any plan. Just let him die."

"No, we won't let him die." Five said. "He may be useful." He turned and walked out of the room.

Three turned back to Six. "Looks like you get to keep your little pet." She said viciously and left.

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Six walked into the room and stared at the sleeping pilot. They had fixed his obvious injuries - set his broken leg and stitched the cut on his arm. There were internal injuries too that had required surgery but they refused to tell her any more than that. Could they have done something to him? Possibly. She knew they didn't trust her to tell her if they did. Her model was prone to be sympathetic towards humans. She had heard rumors that the Six model assigned to infiltrate the Colonial Defense main frame had fallen in love with the human she had used to complete her mission.

Well, this Six had no reason to fall in love with this human. He had a purpose to fulfill. She was going to make sure he lived to fulfill it and that was all.

She ran her hand across his forehead and smoothed his hair back. His skin was cool and dry to the touch. His breathing, slow and steady. She traced a finger down his jaw line and down his neck, finding the chain that hung there. She slowly pulled it out from under his hospital gown and studied the dog tags attached to it. Name, rank and serial number. A soldier with the call sign of a god. A god that legend said would help lead his people to Earth. His people, and, ultimately, her people.

Lee's eyes fluttered open and she dropped the dog tags back onto his chest, startled.

"Captain," She almost stuttered, "how do you feel?"

"Where am I?" He asked.

"In a hospital on Caprica."

"Caprica," he sighed and closed his eyes, sinking back into the pillow. He was on Caprica. It must have been a dream. His home wasn't destroyed by the Cylons.

Cylons!

His mind raced back to reality and he scrambled to get as far away from her as he could. Pain exploded through his body with the sudden movement and he collapsed on the floor.

"Captain!" She started towards him.

He pressed himself against the wall like he was trying to go through it. "Get away from me." He warned. His hand automatically went to his hip looking for his sidearm, but found only the cloth of his hospital gown. "Where the frak are my clothes?" He shouted, searching for something - anything - to use as a weapon.

"Captain." Six knelt in front of him and grabbed his shoulders. She needed to calm him down before his shouting brought the others. "You're not well. Please, get back into bed."

"I have to get out of here."

"You will." She said calmly. "And I'll help you, but you need to get your strength back first." She hooked her arm under his and pulled him to his feet.

When she turned around, Five was standing in the doorway.

"Good. You're awake." He said.

A/N: I'm not up on my greek mythology, but I'm pretty certain that the god Apollo had nothing to do with finding Earth - but let's pretend for fiction's sake. :-)