Chapter 6:

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"Please don't hurt me. I didn't mean to attack you."
"Very funny. I expect that you didn't mean to pick up that pipe?" Starbuck asked.
"NO!" Sharon shouted back. "She... She made me." She was crying now. She looked back over her shoulder. Six was gone. Typical of her to leave now.
"Who made you?" Adama asked. This was an important chance.

"The sixth did." She replied.
"Who is she?"
"I don't know! She's tall, blonde, otherwise, I don't know."
"You're not telling me the whole truth."
"I swear I'm telling you all that I know."

"I believe you." Adama turned and left the brig.
"What the frak are you doing, sir?" Starbuck asked. This was lunacy. She turned to Sharon. "Stay right there" She threw the cylon onto the ground.

"Excuse me sir, but you can't just leave her alive." She protested.

"I can and will lieutendant. Now at ease."

"sir.."
"I gave you an order. Now at ease." Adama turned and walked away. Baltar would need to be informed.

"What have you been up to?" Baltar asked six. It seemed that the woman was getting up to more than nothing while she wasn't with him.

"I don't know..." She said honestly. She couldn't let her cover be blown by the human. She looked up sharply. "Someone's coming."

It was one of the women from the SGC. A scientist of some sort, and an expert in wormhole physics. Dr. Carter or something.
"I heard that there was something I would be interested in up here." She said. Six was leaning of his shoulder.

"She seems like the type you're in to. Tall, blonde, (A/N Well, the blonde at least. Let's look at the list. Six: Blonde. Starbuck: Blonde. Random Reporter from Colonial Day: Blonde. Does anyone see a pattern here?) and very smart."
"Shut up." He hissed.
"Excuse me?" The woman asked.

"I said what's up? I here it's an earth saying." He straightened his suit.
"It is." She responded. Jack had been right, this man was a bit...odd. But being eccentric had always been part of being brilliant. And she had been told that he was very brilliant.
"Well, errm, what is it that you were wondering?"
"I was wondering how you managed to detect these Cylons."
"Well." Baltar started "There's an emission in their blood that is biomechanical in structure. It can be detected using this machine here" He gestured towards the detector.

"And once they're detected?"
"They're sent out the airlock."
"Oh." That seemed a bit... barbaric. But if put in their position, she doubted she would do differently. There was a huge crash.
"What was that?" Samantha asked.
"All pilots to their vipers."

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