-1Helo

Helo knew he was in deep shit when the Commander came to meet him when he got back.

"My son?" he asked.

"They were hit," started Helo, but at the Commader's crestfallen look he continued, "but I think they both made it to the planet safely. At least pretty safely, he thought to himself as the Commander started issuing orders for a recon mission. Helo had faith that if they were down there, they would be found.

"DADDY!" yelled the little bundle that was currently situated in his wife's arms. Luara Kara Agatho was currently three years old and obsessed with planes. "Was there fire?"

"No honey, I've told you, fire doesn't last long in space."

"It's because there's no oxygen in space, right daddy?." Originally, Helo had been taken aback by his daughter's strange intellectualism, but he slowly became used to it and he grew to love it.

"That's right honey." Just then Sharon came off the raptor, and they had a little family hug, but were interrupted as a new face walked onto the flight deck.

"Karl!" came a shrill voice, "what have you done with my man?"

Helo rolled his eyes. It was the brainless wonder (he and Starbuck had put it together all by themselves), Leah. No one, including the Commander, had any idea what-so-ever as to what Lee saw in her. Even though she was rather pretty, she had absolutely no brain function whatsoever. But she was Apollo's girl, and unfortunately everyone, had to respect her.

"Not me, the Cylons," sighed Helo. She was rather annoying. At this point Leah tried to steer him away from his wife, but Sharon would not allow it.

"I believe they were staking out this planet. But luckily neither Apollo nor Starbuck got hit directly, so they should both have been able to land."

Helo knew he had to be the luckiest man alive to have a wife like Sharon. She always knew exactly what to say.

"Starbuck was with him?" said Leah with more than a little hint of jealousy. In her opinion, Lee spent too much time with his Lead Pilot.

"Yeah, Kara was his wingman for the mission."

"Don't you mean wing woman?" deadpanned Leah.

"No, not really."

Starbuck

Why me? Why do I get stuck with the man I've been trying to avoid? I think I might be cursed.

Kara was huddled by the signal fire, desperately hoping for the rescue party to come soon and take her away from that place. She was still avoiding Lee, but now she also had to avoid the strangers who claimed to be from Earth. She didn't know what to do, or whether or not to believe them but she had complete faith that the Commander would know what to do.

Apollo

Starbuck is avoiding me. Apollo was certain of that now, he no longer needed to guess. She chose to sit downwind of the fire instead of next to him. At first, Ie wondered if it might be because I never told her about Leah. That would be just like Kara. Of course, if she had just stuck around long enough, or even spent time with her, she would know that I'm not that into Leah. At least, the one time we did frak I was thinking of HER, which can't say much for Leah. Urgh. I don't know.

The Notebook Of Dr. Daniel Jackson

They seem nice enough, and their culture is very interesting. A mix of Ancient Greek and modern technology. Maybe our world would be like that without the rise of the church.

Despite the fact that the pilots seem very familiar with each other, the woman, Lt. Thrace, seems to be avoiding the man, Cpt. Adama. Its all very interesting.

The Laptop Of Cpt. Samantha Carter

They think we are Cylons. Supposedly, Cylons are a race of machines that they created. The Cylons revolted, and attacked the Colonies rather like the Replicators. Also like the Replicators, the Cylons can take human appearance. But unlike the human form Replicators, these Cylons seem to be genetically altered humans, not machines that have a human form.

Judging by the abandoned plane, I would say these people are ages in front of us; they could have a lot to offer. If we can convince them were not Cylons…


A/N- In case you can't tell, I'm a big Lee/Kara shipper…also maybe a little Sam/Jack action in here. I'm still thinking about the next chapter, but maybe differences resolved, MAYBE… review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review!