Title: Athena
Author: PrincessJenn
Category: K/L Kara centric, undertones of other couples to follow
Rating: Depends on the chapter. Don't worry kiddies, I'll give fair warning.
Spoilers: Nope...nope...nope
Disclaimer: Not mine..don't sue, I'm not worth a dime...yada...yada...yada...And besides, if they belonged to me there'd be a gaggle of Thrace-Adamas running amuck...
Summary: Ghosts of the past can sometimes change a person's life forever. What happens when said person is Kara Thrace?
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a BSG fic. Please be kind. Constructive criticism is welcome but no bashing please.
Author's Note II: Lines in italics indicate thoughts. Lines in italics and quotation marks indicate past conversations between characters or flashbacks.
Prologue
"What's your name sweetheart?"
With a shy, but familiar, smile the little blonde answered, "Athena, sir. Athena Thrace."
As his head shook in disbelief, it still seem unfathomable. But, Doc Cottle confirmed it. She was indeed whom she said she was. And the news was earth-shattering.
It was by sheer coincidence that this interesting little piece of information had been stumbled upon. The doctor had been taking blood samples from everyone in the fleet in order to catalogue them for future reference. The President mandated it because she felt that they needed an accurate picture of the population. This way, if anyone should ever need blood for any reason, the medical staff would know who to obtain it from. This ship was the last in the fleet to complete the necessary testing. Since it would take the longest, it was left till the very end. On this ship, the occupants would receive one additional test to analyze their genetic makeups. As the Doc had put, "Young blood is healing blood."
It just so happened that the little pixie had a rare genetic enzyme in her blood. An enzyme so rare, that only one in sixty-five million had traces of it. So out of curiosity, the good Doc ran a more extensive genetic analysis. A DNA test to be exact. Its results only confirmed his suspicions. Only once before in his entire career had he seen not only this rare enzyme but an almost identical genetic makeup. And that person was currently aboard the Galactica.
"Bill, you need to high tail it over to the Storm Chaser A.S.A.P."
"What for?"
He could hear the sigh on the other end.
"Just get here. Please."
He suddenly found himself quite interested and a bit unnerved. It was a rarity that Mack Cottle used pleasantries or manners when speaking to anyone. Even one of his oldest and closest friends. "What's going on Mack?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you over the phone. Just take a damned Raptor and get over here now. This is definitely something you need to see."
"Alright Mack, you got me here. Now what is so damn important?"
"This." He replied as he pushed open the door and pointed to a little blonde sitting quietly on her bed.
Bill Adama's brow furrowed in confusion. "You mean to tell me that you woke me up at this Gods forsaken hour to come over here in a Raptor to see a little girl. Mack, you've frakking lost it."
Doc Cottle just chuckled. "Oh quite the contrary old friend. Read this." He handed him a piece of paper. It was a genetic sample report.
If anyone's eyes could ever physically pop out of their head, Bill Adama's did just that. "This can't be right."
"Oh but it is."
"But only one of my people..."
"Has it. I know."
The two men moved closer to the now awake little girl. Bill knelt down in front of her. "What's your name sweetheart?"
With a shy, but familiar, smile the little blonde replied, "Athena, sir. Athena Thrace."
)))To be continued...(((