You're the Voice

This will be a series about the various characters in BSG and the choices they've made and why. BSG tends to leave a lot up to your imagination, and I've just decided to write my thoughts as to what the characters were thinking when they made these choices. They come with songs because I'm a musician in reality, and so I tend to think of songs that suit circumstances.

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We have a chance to turn the pages over

We can write what we want to write

We've got to make it speak before we get much older

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Bill Adama sat, musing on all the things his officers had told him, but the one thing that rang loudest of all was what Dee had said. That girl spoke true wisdom - their splintered family did need to be reunited.

It was the thing that had been uppermost in his mind since he made the decision to stand firm and allow the President and her followers to leave without a fight.

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We're all someone's daughter

We're all someone's son

How long can we look at each other, down the barrel of a gun?

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They weren't the enemy. The gods themselves (if they existed) knew that humanity was tightrope walking on it's last thread of life here - the enemy was numerous and strong, and seemed to have a single-mindedness of purpose that humans never had, even now when their very existence was threatened. There was no way they should be holding a gun to each other now - personal agendas had to be set aside.

Humanity had to learn to cooperate if they were to survive.

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You're the voice, try and understand it

Make a noise and make it clear

We're not going to sit in silence

We're not going to live with fear

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He was the voice. The voice of the military and three quarters of the civilian population as well. He'd better start damn well thinking more clearly before opening his mouth next time. Leading half of a civil war was not something he'd ever wanted to do. "The cylons never asked us what we wanted." The words he'd spoken to Starbuck came back to haunt him. No, they hadn't. But when you were a leader, you did what you had to do.

If they were to stand any chance whatsoever, they couldn't be fighting amongst themselves.

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This time you know we all must stand together

With the power to be powerful

Believing we can make it better

'United we stand.' It had been part of the Caprican Constitution but it held true for all humans. They had the power to defeat the cylons - power not in numbers, but in imagination, ingenuity, and creativity. All the things the cylons didn't have. Couldn't have because they were just machines, despite their ability to mimc human form.

Bill Adama was a patriot, first and foremost. His homeworld was gone, but his colony, his fleet was what was left of humanity. They were family now.

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We're all someone's daughter

We're all someone's son

How long can we look at each other, down the barrel of a gun?

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Lee. His heart ached at the thought of losing his only remaining son. Lee had finally chosen a side - the other side. It had hurt at first, but now he realized there were no sides. They were all instruments of one larger plan, playing their parts. But those parts were meant to work together, to complement each other, not split apart and become enemies. Perhaps Lee had been the wiser one. He'd seen the larger truth and had been willing to risk everything for it.

Kara. His daughter. In everything but name. His heart ached for her as well, now that he'd lost her. True, she might return; she was Starbuck and nothing kept Starbuck down, but she was also Kara. And he'd let Kara down. He'd done what he believed to be best for everyone, but his lie had cut her deeply. More deeply than he could ever have imagined obviously.

He hoped someday she'd be able to forgive him.

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You're the voice, try and understand it

Make a noise and make it clear

We're not going to live in silence

We're not going to live with fear

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It was time to push his fear aside and do what was right. As Dee had said, it was time to reunite their family.

As he pulled on his clothes, he felt a twinge of pain in his wounds. They only served to remind him of how much pain they'd all suffered as a result of his bad decision.

It was time to end the pain, heal the wounds.

Fin