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"Talking"

"Thinking"

"Wireless/communication"

"Speaking in a different language"

Chapter 13: Childhood's end

New Caprica, high orbit, 4 months later

The Discovery, with the Ares in tow, returned back from yet another battle. With the Colonial help, the rebel Cylons managed to catch up with the Cavil's, but the starting gap was still showing.

"New Caprica command, this is the Discovery. Were back. Have some battle damage to take care of." Apollo reported.

"Nice to see you back, Discovery. Give us the short version." the comm officer on the satellite asked.

"The Discovery has some minor hull damage, but the Ares lost 2 port turrets. Again. The shield emitter is still not fully functional there, since the damage bleeds thru there. Tell the chief to take another look at it."

"Acknowledge. You are cleared for docking port 7."

Lee then went to his quarters, leaving the docking procedure to his XO, which was still Shaw. She had her day in court, and was found innocent, because of the circumstances she was in. As well as the stress and pressure. His now wife Dee however was not on the Discovery. For biological reasons. Pregnant women and war do not mix. Admiral Adama was surprised and happy to becoming a grandfather, even if he did not show it directly. He even teased his son, that he went for these long missions for the rebels just to get away from her mood swings.

The alliance with the rebel Cylone remained strong. The Cylons gave the Colonials full access to their better, more fuel efficient and more accurate jump drive tech. And the Colonials needed it badly. While the Colonials did not want to give away their location, a system outside the old Colonial worlds was chosen as a retreat area for the Cylons, if their war should go badly. There they would meet the Discovery for the next phase. For that purpose, the rebel Cylons already had 2 Basestars there, protecting one of their resurrection ships. As for the location of the Colonials, even Cavil agreed that it was best so. If they ever got compromised, the enemy would learn nothing. Only the ring address would be learned, and neither Cylon or Colonial could calculate the coordinates of a gate based on the symbols, they just did not understand how the rings did that.

New Caprica, admiral Adama's office, 10 minutes later

"Well, that is good news indeed. 2 victories in a week. And our rebel friends are now upgrading their fleet as well to get on even grounds with the Cavis." the admiral read the report.

"Yes, but we still don't know where their colony base is."

"Maybe, but we have clues to where the hub might be. Our Cavil said that if in the next month we don't find and capture it, we should just blow it up. In that case..."

"Yeah, we tell Saul and the others. Feels like yesterday when we learned. And Sam actually managed to convince Cavil to change, when he himself does not know that he is a Cylon? Am I the only one confused here?"

"What worries me is this report the rebels got after a raiding attack on an outpost. The Cavils send their own expedition to find something. If we only knew where they went, the Discovery could beat them to it. And what they want to find there? I have to talk to Laura again. My evacuation plan needs to be improved, if things go bad."

"Speaking of the president, how are you two?"

The elder Adama looked at his son with a smirk. "None of your damn business. How is my daughter in law?"

"Why ask? You see her more often than me!"

The Admiral smirked again. "I know. That is my point. We are done here, go to your wife, Lee! Don't screw up, like I did with your mother."

New Caprica, Kobol outostship, military complex, 3 hours later

Apollo had arrived soon after his debriefing with the admiral. His wife was not home, so he went and unpacked. For a few days, he could relax, before another mission would come up. Since he was now a high ranking officer, they got a military apartment for officers. It was located in the middle part of the central structure of the outpostship, just above the market and below the political hub. It was twice the size of a regular apartment, so space was not an issue.

Dee had taken her time to decorate it in the more traditional style of Sagittaron. That meant a bit more religious items that he was used to, since the Adama father and son were not religious. A picture here, a small bust of a Lord of Kobol there as well as a piece of text on a cloth hanged off the wall next to the emblem of the Colonials, Sagittaron and Caprica. The text was one of the many written by Pythia.

"The Lords shall keep watch over their children and guide them in their endeavors." Lee read out loud. This decoration was new to him. "They did a piss poor job till now."

Lee looked around some more. She really did turn this previously empty apartment into a warm home. Plants, color, decoration, furniture... Even the view outside was nice, they could see the town on the mainland clearly.

"Hello, Lee. Heard you were back." Dee said as she entered the apartment.

"Hi you." they embraced and kissed."Or should I say hey you two?"

"No, you should say, hey you three."

Lee's brain froze for a moment. "You mean..."

"Well, unless dr. Cottle is wrong or I meant a parasite, yes, that is what it means."

"Oh... wow, that is fantastic news! Does the admiral know?"

"No, not yet. You were the first one. But before we continue this, I think we should have dinner, don't you?"

"Sounds like a good idea. You do need to eat for three now."

"Looking at you, you already were eating for three these past few months." she teased him.

He stopped dead in this tracks. "Oh not you too! As if Shaw did not give me a hard time about this as well."

Dee turned around and looked at him. "And for once I agree with her! Look, not that it bothers me, but you... you lost your edge. Get a grip, Lee. If you want to get back into shape, I already asked Karl to help you. Please? For me?"

When she gave him her puppy look, he was doomed. "Frak, all right! I'll talk to him first thing in the morning."

New Caprica, ring room, same time

Nash was having his standard routine day. Ever since the addresses for the ring became available, they explored all of them. They were mostly dead planets or planets that were not prime real estate. The best they got were tundra or arid planets, but those were rare and far apart. The exception was a Caprica like planet that appeared to be a jack pot. However, that all changed, when they discovered that a primitive version of human life already existed on that planet. Pre-verbal, barely using rudimentary tools. Based on that, colonization was put on hold there. The other issue was the distance. It was on the other side of the galaxy, right on the edge of the void, where their galaxy ended. But it was in the direction of the large galaxy theirs was orbiting. Based on that distance, only the Discovery could make any trips in a normal amount of time.

The only really good news was that materials were now in abundance. All those worlds may not have much in the way of food, except for that one world, but natural resources were all there. Except for naquadah, which was still rare and the biggest concentration was still only found on their moon.

"Incoming wormhole." the ring officer reported.

"Expected?"

"Yes sir. Rebel Cylons. Has to be an update."

Indeed it was, as D'Anna stepped thru the ring. The rebel expedition fleet had returned and the Cylons were now using one of the 2 rings to get to New Caprica. Several security measures were added, just to increase security.

"Permission to come aboard?" D'Anna asked.

"Granted. Now, what's the news?"

"Not good." She handed him a report. "The Cavils are getting bolder. They struck our base in Byss system. However, we have some good news. We found the colony base."

"You did? Where is it?"

They went to the holographic display and activated an image of the galaxy. "Here, in a stable orbit of a singularity."

"Frak me. A black hole? Who would be insane enough... Never mind. It's the Cavils. And one would never guess to look there."

"Yes, but there is more. It is a strong defensive position. There is only one safe jump in spot, 1 click from the colony. If I was them, I would point all the guns of the colony at that parking spot. And they probably have the upgraded weapons on the colony by now as well."

Nash cursed. "Makes sense. One way in and out and you turn it into a choke point and a killing zone. Frak. Let's go brief the admiral."

New Terra, same time

In the conference room set up for SG personnel debriefing after their missions, SG-1, Woolsey, Selmak, Narim and Hammond were having one such debriefing.

"Well, it's confirmed. Another world that has fallen to Anubis." cursed Woolsey. "The council will not like it."

"Like we do?" O'Neill countered. "We knew that he would come, was just a matter of time. But that SOB. How did he find the Aschen home world!?"

SG-1 had just returned from another mission and was now being debriefed in a conference room.

"I can only assume that our spy on Delmak was tortured and had a mind probe used on him." Selmak speculated.

"Were those neural thingies not supposed to prevent that?"

"Nothing is fool proof. He hasn't attacked us or the Jaffa base of operations, so that tells me he only got bits of information."

"And we even made it easier for him!" Daniel cursed.

"Our analysis shows that the Aschen defenses would have made little difference." Anise replied.

"Who cares. I say they deserve each other!" O'Neill grumbled.

"What has me worried is what he did with their tech, now that he has it." Carter said worryingly.

"According to our analysis, not much. Allot of the stuff there was probably already something he knew. Only their bio tech has me worried." Narim replied. He then began to read a report. "On a brighter note, he did launch a Ha'tak to survey Tollana 3 days ago. And it will not come back. Our phase weapons and energy manipulation upgrades were successful. We can confirm that we are at least on the same tactical tech level as Anubis."

"Your Ion cannons worked?"

"Yes, to a degree. The ship fell apart to concentrated fire power. We still had to deploy the local shielding to protect our population centers."

"So he is testing our defenses." O'Neill surmised. "Do the system Lords know who their mystery Goa'uld is? Or who he is?"

"No." Selmak answered." Based on that, the Tok'ra high council thinks that we should leak that info to them. Maybe then they will take more action."

"Agreed."

"By the way, why did we not spot Anubis over the Aschen home world? I thought that we would be observing them?" O'Neill demanded to know.

"We had no ships to spare for an around the clock observation, even Al'kesh. We were stretched thin back then. Still are today, just not as much. Besides, we crippled them. An outside attack on their world was NOT what we expected. So we only learned recently. Can't be helped." Woolsey responded. "And with the news leaks on Earth, the System Lord's attack on Atropos that we barely managed to fend off with our forces there, including the loss of an 304 and 305 with all hands, the new members we got and the location of Atlantis and it's gate address by dr. Jackson, we have our hands full, colonel!"

"Speaking of that, when do Sheppard and lemon boy go?"

"I resent that!"

"Yeah, yeah, we heard you the last 20 times."

"Once all member worlds have assembled their teams. The probe we sent there has shown that the city is still in good shape. We will add the one ZPM we found on a world under control of Camulus. Based on your recommendation, major Sheppard will be 2nd in command there, when it comes to military matters, while dr. Weir will be the de facto leader." Woolsey responded. "Did I miss anything?"

In the last months, the Alliance, now simply named the Terran Alliance, expanded, by contacting other potential human worlds, that were ignored at first, or simply not known of. The Berdosians, Opctricans and Tegalusians were contacted, but the political landscape there made it impossible for them to join until they solved their own problems. The people of the Stromos were awoken and resettled, to the same planet the people of the old Aschen Confederacy. Those people needed to recover from the abuse by the Aschen, but the main reason for their resettlement was Anubis. If he found the Aschen home world, their other planets were known to him as well.

In total, over 20 new worlds joined, all barely meeting the minimum requirements. This was both a good and bad thing. The good: More man power and resources. The bad: More territory to defend.

The fleet program was being expanded as well, now that the production of ships was becoming something normal, but they still needed more.

When Daniel found the gate address for Atlantis, the Asgard informed the Alliance of the status of that galaxy. At first not liking the idea of another enemy, potentially even more powerful that the Goa'uld, it was ultimately decided that the gains would be greater than the risk, especially if they don't wake the Wraith. Because of that, the Asgard decided for the first time to share technology. They provided intergalactic hyperdrive, advanced sensors, shields and beam transporters to the fledgling civilization.

"No, that is it."

"OK, SG-1, you are dismissed." Hammond said and went to file his report.

As they went to their quarters for a needed shower, O'Neill spoke to Sheppard: "Will miss you, Shep. Do a good job there."

"Will try sir. Wish you would keep Meredith."

O'Neill smiled. "Oh no, you're stuck with him now." Then he looked at Teal'c. "Hey, T. How is it going for free Jaffa?"

"Mostly well, O'Neill. More and more of our brothers are joining our cause. We have also, with Tollan and Tok'ra engineers, manage to finish many of the ships we captured from Apophis, including the Jaffa Freedom. Her sister ship is, however, a long way from completion. But I fear what Anubis is planning."

"Yeah. Things are not as it was predicted by Janus. I guess we really did change so much that the info is mostly useless now. And the Jaffa Freedom is...?"

"One of those Apophis mother ships, sir, Re'nak class." Carter answered.

"Hey sir, since Thor was here 2 days ago, why were you in such a foul mood?" Mitchell wanted to know.

"No idea what you are talking about." O'Neill replied as he walked away. Fast.

"I think Jack is still mad that the new, as he put it, big space ship with big honking guns the Asgard have, is named the Teal'c." Daniel answered.

Teal'c just had a grin on his face. The others noticed it.

"Oh, so that's it."

"Oh, that is great. Not only the colonel, but the muscle guy too? This is so unfair." McKay grumbled.

Sheppard whispered to Mitchell: "Best not to tell him that Carter and Jackson have ship classes named after them as well. The envy might kill him."

"Maybe we should ask Thor to name a ship after him to pipe him down."

"Oh? Like what?"

"An Asgard hot air balloon."

Sheppard had to contain himself: "Good one."

New Terra, main R&D complex, 20 minutes later

"And I want that and that. Oh, and this as well." Rodney said as he took PDA's, computers and other stuff from the lab.

"You think you got everything? The kitchen sink is still there, you know." Eli said as he saw Rodney take so much stuff with him for the trip to Atlantis.

"Laugh it up, college boy. You are good, I'll admit that. But this is the capital city of the Ancients we are talking about. And yes, I need all this stuff. You know what. you should come too. With your brain we could achieve so much together. At least you are somewhat competent, not like Zelenka. Trust me, it will be candy land."

"Yeah, I'll pass. rush needs me here and I have my mother to worry about. And I want to keep my sanity."

During all of this, Narim was having a talk with Carter while they were looking at some designs.

"So, how long until we can install these?" she asked.

"The Asgard designs are impressive. We can implement them in all ships currently under construction, but for the existing fleet... it will take time."

"And the other project that you green light?"

"The Banshee and her sister ship are being tested in an undisclosed location as we speak."

She nodded at that, understanding the importance of the secrecy. Ever since that reporter questioned her, the SGC had been looking into it. The reporter and the channel she worked for, agreed to hand over all material and not pursue this any further. In return, they would get the exclusive behind the scenes, once the program gets disclosed.

The Ancient technology they found on Velona coupled with the Aschen database had worked well. The Tollan's managed to upgrade their tactical and other systems to multi-phase and multi-dimensional status. On top of that, the medical advances were also making large progresses. With the Aschne knowledge, the sarcophagus project was in its prototype phase. If it was side effect free, which would still needed to be determined,it would get produced, but it was a good sign in any case. Also, admiral Vix got his wish. No more rings needed for the transporter platforms.

New Terra, military academy, same time

"Good job, people! You are people now and maggots no more!" Gunnery Sgt. Payne addressed the cadets. "We still have months to go, but all of you that made it this far will make it to the end. Now, I have a new batch of maggots to train from here on out, so the other instructors will finish your training. Also, tomorrow, you will get field training for your respected fields. Pilots will fly, marines will shoot, navy will command and so on!"

"Thank you sir!"

"Dismissed!"

As the cadets began to leave, James went to his friends. "So, see you in a few, guys. I'm going back to Langara for a field exercise."

" Yeah, I'm going back home for a few days as well." Ornek replied.

"Oh yeah!"

"Why are you so happy, Mary?"

"She is going to fly an F-201 off the SGC base." Jennifer answered.

"You know it! I'll rock. This 'Barbie' will kill it!"

Everyone shook their head.

Asgard galaxy of Othala, planet Hala, same time

The war was at a stalemate. The upgrades to the Asgard fleet had shown to be effective. The Asgard themselves made sure that the Replicators would not get their hands on their newest technology. By any means necessary. That included a self destruct system of a new generation. If any ship was being boarded and its systems hacked by the Replicators, then the ship would automatically self destruct, even if Asgard were still on board. A truly extreme measure.

In the laboratory on Hala, where Replicators were being studied by Fenrir, he had a new object to study. A young, unconscious woman. Or so it looked on the outside.

"Truly amazing that she is the origin of the Replicators."

"Yes, Fenrir. Somehow we must find a way to utilize her to our advantage. But we cannot permit her to fall in the hands of the Replicators or..."

"Yes, yes, Thor. You said it before. Hmm... well, I can confirm that she is based on some form of Ancient technology. The way I see it, the primitive humans on that world found pieces of Ancient data and build her. Like children playing with fire. I'm not surprised of the final outcome. Except for my fellow Asgard to do something so stupid that is now causing the replicators to rampage in this galaxy."

"So? Do you think the plan can work?"

"We isolate her recall program that sends out a signal that orders all Replicators to converge to that place? Could work. But I will need time to find that part and isolate it, then create a copy of it."

"Understood. I will leave it to you then."

"Where are you going?"

"To the Teal'c back to the Milky way galaxy. Our Furling allies have send some disturbing data that the Goa'uld are acting strange. Also it seems that Anubis is beginning to take action."

Earth, SGC, 2 days later

"So, Daniel, how is it looking over here?" O'Neill asked as he barged into Daniel's office.

"All good, Jack. The Atlantis expedition goes in 3 hours and I am going with them for a few days."

"Good, space monkey."

O'Neill went back into the corridor. His next objective, the science lab. There they were taking a look at these Eyes of the Goa'uld. Ra's and Tiamat's. They still did not know where the others were. As he passed a corner, a young blond female cadet bumped into him. They both fell on their rears.

"Hey pal! Watch where you are going!" Mary grumbled.

"Watch it yourself, blondie. And it is sir, not pal!"

Realising who she bumped into, Mary got to her feet and stood at attention. "'Gulp', ehhh... sorry sir. There is no excuse for my bumping into you, sir!"

"Way to many sirs! At ease, cadet. Where are you going to be in such a hurry?"

"Main hangar, first day of flying a real thing, not that neural simulator."

O'Neill smiled. "Ah, that explains it. You know what, that sounds way more interesting that the lab where I was going. I'll go with you."

Mary did not know how to react. Colonel O'Neill did not want to bite her head off, like... Payne would. "Umm, thank you, sir?"

"Come on! And stop it with the sir already! That IS an order!"

Antarctica outpost, 3 hours later

"Well, here we are." Daniel said as he entered the main room. The 2nd gate was moved back to Antarctica to be used for this specifically. McKay modified the gate coding so that any dialling to and from Pegasus would only work here.

"Yes, dr. Jackson. You were almost too late." Weir said as she stepped next to him.

There were many people in the gate room itself, but many more waiting outside. And allot of equipment was ready for transportation as well.

"You nervous, Meredith?" Sheppard asked.

"No. And would you stop calling me that in front of everyone?"

"No."

With the Earth ZPM still in the outpost, there was more than enough power for this expedition. So the dialing began.

"OK, people! This is it. When the gate opens, we go thru in an orderly line!" colonel Marshall Sumner said as he addressed everyone.

"You ready, Ford?" Sheppard asked Lt. Ford who was assigned to his team.

"As I will ever be, sir."

"And you, doc?"

"A wee bit nervous. Never traveled to another galaxy." Dr. Beckett replied.

"Ah, you'll get over it."

Just then, the gate activated. "Major Sheppard, move out!" colonel Marshall ordered.

"To all, good luck, and god speed! Hear from you soon." general Hammond said as he and O'Neill were there to see them off.

"Yes, sir." Sheppard then entered the event horizon.

Pegasus galaxy, planet Lantea, Atlantis, same time

As he exited the wormhole, he and his team, mostly marines, spread out of the gate room. "Clear here. You can proceed." he said into his comm device.

"Acknowledge major." Marshall replied over the comm.

As more and more people came, the city became alive again, activating the lights and other systems.

"OK, let's get to work." colonel Marshall took charge. "Major Sheppard, the command chair room, dr. McKay, power room. Use the ZPM we brought with us. Captain Lee, outer city branch alpha, captain Zajcev, branch beta, captain Braun, gamma, captain Andersen, delta, major Reos, epsilon. Dr. Weir, please have the gate room checked. Major Fisher, oversee the transport of our equipment. Move out!"

"Ford, you're on me." Sheppard ordered as they left for the chair room.

McKay and Zelenka arrived in the power room with their marine escort.

"OK, let's do this. Radek, hand me the ZPM, and..."

"Em, Rodney."

"The systems look good, some power is flowing..."

"Rodney?"

"Come on Radek. Where is the ZPM?"

"Rodney!"

"What?"

Radek just pointed at the power hub. 3 glowing ZPMs were clearly seen in it.

"What the hell. Why did you not tell me sooner!?"

"I tried, but you never listen!"

"Ok, they have to be depleted by now or close to." They went to the power console. "What the hell! All of them over 80% charge. According to my calculation, 10000 years, constant drain from the shield, water pressure... they should be empty!"

"Dr. McKay, I think you should see this." a marine guard called as he went around the power hub. Behind it were 5 ZPMs. 3 dark, depleted, but 2 were still OK.

"What is going on here!?" Rodney raged.

In the command chair room, the marines spread out while Sheppard took a seat. Instantly, the chair activated and showed the status of the city.

"OK, is it me, or is this too easy?"

"No, sir. Something is not right." Ford agreed. "It is too good to be true. And if something is too good..."

"It usually is not. Sheppard to colonel Marshall and dr. Weir."

Back in the gate room, Weir and Marshall were taking a look at the city status at the consoles when they received a call from both Sheppard and McKay.

"Yes, gentlemen, what is the status?"

"Elizabeth, we brought our ZPM here for a road trip and nothing else. We have 3 of them here, all in the upper 80% charge. We also have 3 dead ones next to the power hub and 2 more, charged! Something is wrong here. Did the Asgard do this?" Rodney reported.

"Why would they not tell us this then?" Sheppard asked.

"A question for another day. Good work doctor." colonel Marshall replied. "Major, your report?"

"Sir, the city structurally intact. No damage detected. I can take it to the surface, if we want to save power."

"A good idea. 3 ZPMs or not, wasting power is not a good idea."

"Agreed Rodney." Weir responded.

"Also, there seems to be a satellite network in orbit of this planet, Ancient in origin. Might be a good idea to check it out as well. On the bad side, we have only a hand full of drones left and the long range comm system is off line. It reads that it was shut down intentionally."

"OK, leave the comm the way it is for now. Rodney, bring all the extra ZPMs, even the depleted ones, to the gate room." she then turned to Marshall. "Maybe we can get drones from Earth? They still have several 10000 in the outpost."

He nodded. "Good idea. But it will have to wait for now. Major, get us topside."

"Acknowledge."

As the city began to rise to the surface, the gate room was getting full. Not by people, but equipment. Several minutes later, the process was done. Colonel Marshall updated Earth thru the still active gate and once they got the whole picture of the situation, Atlantis will call Earth back. Then the gate shut down.

"OK, were on the surface! Major Fisher, begin deployment of the weapons we brought with us. Find good positions that also have a connection to the power grid!"

"Do you really think that deploying these 20 rail guns right now is necessary?" Weir asked.

"If nothing else, we get them out of this room. And you can never be too careful. But I will only feel safe once the ships assigned here get their intergalactic hyperdrives and get us the ion cannons to install in the city as well."

Atlantis, 2 hours later

The city was in good shape. The rail guns were deployed and the people had already found apartments to settle in. But the mystery remained as to why the city was in such a good shape.

Rodney was looking at the recordings in the holo room. The history of the war. It was not long after he began, when the system stopped responding and a holographic image of a man appeared.

"Oh, for god's sake. Is this thing busted?"

"Not really. Doctor McKay I assume?"

"Emm, yes? Wait a minute! How does a program know me!?"

"I think it would be best if Sheppard, Weir, Ronon and Teyla come here. I have things to tell you."

"Emm, OK? But who are Ronon and Teyla?"

"Ahh, I see. The time line was changed. You are a few years early anyway."

Rodney began to think deeply. All of this sounded... "You are Janus!"

"Well, more a recording of him."

"Oh, wow, the great inventor. I cannot say how glad I am to speak with you. Can I ask you..."

"The others, doctor! Focus."

"Oh, right. Em, since you left that message to dr. Jackson, should he come as well?"

"He is here? Yes please."

Several minutes passed as the people requested arrived. One of them was colonel Marshall as well. He insisted.

"OK, Rodney, why have you called us here? We have things to do." Sheppard asked.

"Emm, it was not me. It was him." he pointed to the hologram.

They all looked at the hologram. "Yeah right. Stop trying to scam us, Meredith..."

"Your Janus, aren't you?" Daniel asked.

Janus smiled. "I see my trust in you was well put, Daniel Jackson. I am a recording of Janus. Welcome."

"Wait, the Janus?" Weir asked.

"Ah, doctor Weir. Nice to meet you again."

"Em, again?" she looked at the others. "When have we met? I would have known of that."

"You are right. We both have and have not met."

"How does that make any sense?" Sheppard held his head, feeling a headache approaching.

"Time travel! He invented a time machine. He must have traveled to the future and met her..." Rodney began to put things together.

"No, we met in the past."

"Emm, what? Now I'm lost as well."

Janus began to explain his first meeting with Weir. A Weir from the timeline this one was now merging with and replacing. After several minutes, the team was having a hard time getting to grip with what they just learned.

"Wow, that other time line sounds so different from ours." colonel Marshall said.

"And who are you?"

" Colonel Marshall, military expedition leader of Atlantis."

"Oh, sorry to say, you didn't survive this for more than a day."

"Yeah, well, we all didn't when the water crushed us. Has crushed us? Ahhh! Time travel!" Rodney wanted to correct him but only getting irritated.

"No, I mean the second time. The second time that I now altered. He gets killed by a Wraith queen. Or at least brought near to death."

"Well, won't happen thins time. Will not go and wake the vampires." Sheppard replied.

"That would be advisable."

"OK, so now what, Janus? You have a plan, right?" Daniel wanted to know.

"It is up to you. I have set up the table. What you do with it..."

"OK, what do you advise?"

"Don't activate the long range comm. It would activate all Ancient tech in the galaxy. Some of it could be tracked by the Wraith. I will instruct McKay how to bypass that. Also, recruit Ronon and Teyla, major Sheppard. They worked good with you in the team the last time."

"OK... where do we find these people..."

"Not so fast!" colonel Marshall stopped this discussion. "I will not have unknown people on this base just like that!"

"Colonel, I think we can trust Janus. Without him... We would not be nearly as far as we are now." Daniel defended Janus and his idea.

"I have to agree." Weir sided with Daniel.

"I will make sure there won't be any security leaks, sir." Sheppard went along with idea.

Outnumbered, colonel Marshall gave in. "All right! But Terran command will have to give its blessing as well!"

"I have put gate addresses you should visit as soon as possible in the computer, but have locked out things that you are not ready for, yet. I will remain here to answer question you might have, but will not answer them, if you are not ready for the answer. In conclusion, Elizabeth, you should go visit yourself."

"Visit me? You mean..."

"She remained in a stasis pod. Go to the gate room. It should be shown there now."

"Before we go! I have one question." Rodney demanded. "Did the Asgard put the 3 ZPMs here, as well as the others?"

"I asked them to."

Rodney cursed. "They could have said something."

Around 30 minutes later, they were in the now established infirmary, their guest laying on one of the beds. Just like Janus said, they found Weir. The other Weir. The one that laid dormant in a stasis chamber for the last 10000 years.

"She is stable, but really weak. Her DNA however has confirmed it. She is you, Elizabeth." dr. Beckett reported to the people in the room while looking at Weir.

"Like walking over your own grave." Weir said as she sat down next to herself.

"I have no idea how to write this into my report." colonel Marshall shook his head.

"Shh, look... she is waking up." Beckett looked at his patient.

She felt warmth on her cheeks. Perhaps light? And a softness on her back. A bed? She began to open her eyes. "Where am I?" Looking around, she recognized the people around her. "Rodney, Beckett, Sheppard... how good to see you all again."

"Well, yes. Likewise, Elizabeth." Beckett smiled back.

"Yes, hello, Elizabeth."

"Ah, yes, hello Elizabeth. I never thought how it would feel to see myself. The fact that you are all alive means that it worked?"

"Better than expected." Sheppard replied. As he got a confused look back, he explained: "Janus altered the time line. Allot. All based on the knowledge he received from you. We are all here years ahead of time. Earth is in an alliance with other planets, we have a fleet of ships already,... as I said, allot."

She smiled again. "I wish to hear all of it. And to tell you my story. So that my friends will not be forgotten."

Earth, SGC, 4 hours later

The first reports from Atlantis had been both interesting and shocking. O'Neill thought that having a robot twin was strange, but to have a old alternate time line you is even weirder. The council decided to first fortify the system as best as it could be. The satellites in orbit were without power and would need at least a micro ZPM to get an acceptable level of power. But the Alliance had none to use, except the 3 standard ZPMs, but they could be used elsewhere. So 2 were sent back to New Terra and one would remain in Atlantis if a satellite would need to be powered up. But with 21 long range ship killer satellites in orbit, one ZPM would be a drop in the ocean.

Until the system is sufficiently secured, any and all gate activities in Pegasus have been suspended with the exception to and from Earth. The taskforce, made up of 6 ships, all of them already upgraded with the Asgard improvements, would leave as soon as possible. It would, however, still take them 3 weeks to get to their coordinates. But it would only be 6 ships, the council was not prepared to send more as long as the Goa'uld remained a threat.

"Going home, colonel?" the guard at the security check in post asked.

"Yep. Long day behind me, Bob. Now going home to get a cold one and some Simpsons time. See you."

20 minutes later, Jack was finally home. He took the groceries from his car and went to his house. After he unlocked the door and put the bag with the groceries down, he noticed it. On his carpet. A blood trail. He drew his gun and placed himself to a wall next to a door. He followed the blood trail with his eyes. It lead to his washing room. Opening the door to the room, he stormed in, his gun still drawn.

"OK, whoever... shit! Harry!?" he shouted as he saw Maybourne slumped next to his shower, covered in blood.

"Hey Jack... 'cough'... what kept you?"

"Shit, shit..." He went to his medicine cabinet, only to find it plundered.

"I already took some pain killers from you... sorry."

Jack began to call SGC. "What happened? How bad is it?"

"Guess I stepped into the hornet's nest this time. It was Simmons goons. I learned too much for their taste. And Kinsey is in on it as well..." he lost conciseness.

"Harry!"

Earth, SGC, medical bay, 20 minutes later

Harry was laying in the medical bed, hooked to multiple devices. A nurse was using a modified hand healer on him. During all of this, O'Neill and Hammond were talking to dr. Fraiser.

"How bad is it, Janet?"

"Was close. An hour later and... The good news is he should make a full recovery. Multiple shot wounds, blood loss... He had luck."

"Yeah, not like the 2 assassins we found in your back yard, Jack." Hammond said. "Maybourne must have dealt with them. If this is Simmons and Kinsey..."

"Oh, it's them alright. They messed up my home and shot Harry!"

"Aww, I knew you cared, Jack."

Maybourne had regained conciseness.

"Colonel Maybourne, glad to see you not leaving us this day." Hammond said. "But we need an explanation. If we did not have such a good response time..."

"Yeah, I get it."

"So, let's have it, Harry."

Maybourne looked around. "Only the three of us."

"OK people, leave us." the general ordered. "That means you too dr. Fraiser."

"Sir, with all due respect..."

"He is not going anywhere doctor, I insist."

She left reluctantly.

"General, I don't know much, but operation Awakening will begin in a few days. Whatever it is, Simmons has eliminated anyone who knew too much. I don't know if Kinsey is part of it or just a liability to Simmons."

"OK, but what is this operation and it's end goal?"

"No idea on what it is, but the end goal is the Clava Thessara Infinitas."

O'Neill and Hammond looked at each other. "Did Daniel not say that this thing is just mumbo jumbo?"

"Was the stargate and pyramids as landing platforms not mumbo jumbo a few years ago Jack? It does not matter if it is true or not, Simmons believes it. And he is willing to go over bodies to get it. Has that Goa'uld you lost working for him. Also has the ship from Isis. Maybe even more than that. What I do know is that there have been high agent activities in Egypt. Whatever they are looking for... has to be there."

O'Neill hated it, but Maybourne had a point. "We have to inform Woolsey and the president."

"Jack, we have no evidence and Simmons is a decorated..."

"To hell with that, sir! Woolsey was there when we recruited Harry, he will believe him!"

The general sighed. "OK, Jack. You call Woolsey, I'll go and get my red phone."

"There is one more thing." Maybourne said before they managed to leave. "I don't know how, but Simmons managed to capture another Goa'uld. One with knowledge on his final prize. He managed to smuggle that Goa'uld to Earth, bypassing our defense grid. How? Don't ask me."

"Great. That means that someone in a high position on Earth is working for him!"

Edge of the Large Magellanic cloud galaxy, same time

The 2 Basestars had arrived at the coordinates days ago. They began the standard search procedure and send raiders in all directions. whatever they were looking for had not been there. In such a long time it drifted elsewhere, so searching for it made sense.

"Frak, we are wasting our time here! We should be back there killing our enemies." Cavil raged. He hated this assignment. A waste of time for him. But a One had to be in charge. The Cavils did not trust the other 2 models. They did not trust their own model from time to time.

"Sir, a raider just jumped in. They report that they found something." a Four reported.

"Oh, where and what?"

"Here around a gas giant in a nearby system." the Four pointed on the display showing a map of the nearby space. "As for what." Another image appeared. An image of a large ship. It was split into the forward and aft section. The forward section was made up of 2 pylon like extremities, all focusing at the tip of the ship into a large crystal. The aft was made of a large engine section with 3 distinctly visible engines. In total, the ship was easily over 3 kilometers long, dwarfing the 2 Basestars together.

"Finally." Cavil smiled. "Set course and prepare to jump. Any signs of life on it?"

"None that we could see."

After the jump, the 2 Basestars circled the derelict ship and began scanning it.

"Whatever it is made of, it is deflecting all scans."

"I can see that, you moron." Cavil raged. "Prep a squad of Centurions and one of your models to accompany them. Use one of the Colonials space suits we acquired."

"As you wish."

10 minutes later a group of raiders left one of the Basestars, escorting 2 heavy raiders to what seemed like a docking port.

"Look at the size of this thing." the Four said over wireless.

"Stop admiring it! Besides, our Colony is bigger." Cavil ordered over the wireless. "Focus on your damn job!"

Another 15 minutes later and the 2 heavy raiders were docked. As the Centurions began to cut thru the hull. Fortunately, they were upgraded with improved plasma cutters that were added after the Cavils realized the toughness of the fighter they found months before. Finally they managed to cut the doors open.

"We are in." the Four reported. "Dark as frak in here."

"What did you expect? A party?" Cavil verbally smacked him.

"OK, Centurions, spread out. You two, on me."

In another part of the ship, consoles became active once again. Unknown to the Cylons, this ship had proximity sensors. And once they detected the 2 Basestars, the automated systems began to wake up the crew. In the same section, several stasis pods opened up and out of one of them, a blue hand, covered in ice crystals, reached out. Moments later, blood red eyes looked out of the darkness.

"Finally. Now, who do we have to thank for awakening us?" the commander asked.

"Whoever they are, they will soon regret it." another replied.

"Tell the solders to gear up. Exterminate the intruders, but bring me their leader. Alive. I'm going to the bridge. We need to accelerate the power drain."

"Yes, commander Bailless."

Back on the Basestar, Cavil was getting restless. "Have you finally got to their CIC or engineering?"

"No, we still haven't found any working consoles to see the ships layout. We..." just then, shots were fired in the distance. "Frak. The centurions are engaging someone."

"That can't be, this ship is deserted!"

"We need to... AHHHHHHH!" the wireless cut out.

"Four? FOUR!? What the frak is going on there!?" he then turned to the Five and Four next to him in the CIC. "Frak, this thing is not as dead as we thought. Ready weapons and prep the jump drive."

"We already tried. We have a massive power loss over the entire ship!" the Five reported.

"We barely have enough for sub light engines!"

Just then, the lights began to flicker all around them in the CIC. Cavil began to understand the shit storm they were in. This ship was draining them of their power. In space, all the raiders went dead. On the Basestar, all the Centurions fell to the ground. Even the nukes were being drained of their stored nuclear energy. This ship was not dead or playing possum. It just ran out of power. And they just delivered them the power!

"We are down to emergency power. Only artificial gravity and life support are still somewhat functioning!"

Moments later, a sound was heard from the outer hull. With DRADIS dead, they could not see that the alien ship just docked with the Basestar. Then they heard screams of other human form Cylons. Then they heard footsteps. The doors to the CIC began to screech, as an outside source began to tear them apart. There in almost total darkness, the 3 Cylons were waiting for what was to come.

"You Cavils and your ideas!" the Five raged.

Then a large spike was shoved thru the door, piercing it completely. It was made of a crystal... or ice? The Cylons could not tell. As the door was torn apart, 3 large humanoid figured entered the room. They were covered in the same crystal like armor. The 3 Cylons opened fire with their sidearm's. To no effect. Their shots did little to the armor and where they did damage, it quickly grew back.

One of the creatures jumped in front the Five and grabbed him with one hand by his throat. His other hand became cowered by ice and grew into a spike. Like with a dagger, the creature stabbed the five thru the chest. Moments later, his corpse became frozen.

Another of the creatures began to grow a spear made out of ice and threw it at the Four, hitting him in the head. He was dead on the spot. Cavil was the last one standing. But as they surrounded him, they did not kill him.

"What a weak race."

"Indeed. I was hoping for more. The Furlings at least managed to push us back, but these weaklings... not even worth killing. At least those metal one's were somewhat of a challenge."

Their leader then grabbed Cavil by the throat and lifted him to his level. He was after all more than a head taller than him. "Who are you!? Why do you have Asgard technology!?"

Not understanding, Cavil merely managed to speak: "I 'cough' can't 'cough' understand you."

"Whatever you are saying, you will tell it to my commander.

30 minutes later, Cavil woke up, restrained to a chair. Next to him were devices that looked like they were meant for surgical procedure. Then he noticed a small device attached to the side of his head.

"What the frak? Where am I?"

"I am the one asking questions here, Cylon!" Cavil turned around. Another one of the creatures. "I am commander Bailless. You have boarded my ship, tried to steal it for your own petty war. How pathetic."

"How do you..."

"Understand you? Know what you are thinking? The device attached to your head is a nerve scanner. I still speak my language, but thanks to it, we can now communicate. Now, machine! Tell me how you got your hands on Asgard technology!"

"Asgard tech? What are you talking about!?"

"Your resurrection technology! It is the same as that of the Asgard! We scanned your ships database. We know you use it. You are just too far away to be resurrected. And based on your memories, these Colonials found Ancient technology. What do you know of these races?! Where have they gone to!?"

As Cavil did not know how to answer these questions, he knew that he was fraked.

"Don't worry, my mechanical friend. One way or another, all your secrets shall be revealed!"

New Caprica, same time, Baltars laboratory

"Frak, every time we get close to solving it, we bump into another problem!" Baltar raged. He and Caprica had been trying to solve the last 'test' for the past 4 months. They soon figured out that it was a mathematical formula they needed to solve. But what it was for, was still unknown.

"Yes, even as a Cylon, I find these equations to be annoyingly tedious." Caprica added.

"That will be the least of your problems, my friends." a voice said out of nowhere.

"Oh no." Baltar cursed. "Not you again."

Illusion Caprica appeared next to him." Gaius, we need to talk."

"Oh, now you show up, but when I call you..."

"Gaius, I can see her!" Caprica said.

"Of course you can my dear, we want you both to see us." illusion Baltar said from behind her.

Both Baltar and Caprica were now in a state of confusion and shock. "I guess we aren't crazy after all. So what do you want now?" he asked.

"The Cavils have made a massive mistake."

"You don't say." Caprica said sarcastically. "The war we are fighting is the result of that."

"Not that mistake. One far worse." illusion Baltar replied.

"Remember that expedition they sent that you newer found out where it was leading them? Well, they found what they were looking for. A ship of the Jötunn."

Baltar and Caprica looked at each other. "The same race that fighter was from?"

"Yes, but it is worse than you think. It was not dead. It's crew was in suspended animation."

"For 100000 years? I have a hard time believing that." Baltar argued back.

"They have extreme longevity if they freeze themselves." she replied back.

"The Cylons have now provided that ship with the one thing it needed. Power. The Cylon force was drained dry. And the Jötunn will find the rest of the Cavils and kill them. Then all of you."

"It is just one ship..."

"It is more than a match for you. It will drain all of your ships of their power! Only the Ancient ships can resist them to a degree!" Illusion Caprica tried to explain. As she got confused looks, she continued: "Ancient, as the race that build this city! Besides, only the vacuum extractors are immune to their power draining technology."

Now Baltar and Caprica knew that they were in trouble. "What can we do?" they asked.

"We will give you the answer for the final test. You are taking too damn long! After that, you will find someone who will be able to help you! But know this: You must leave! The Jötunn know the astria porta technology. Or as you know it, the ring. They will be able to track you! You must go!"

Then illusion Baltar spoke: "That is all we can say. The others are already looking for us." He then touched the forehead of both Baltar and Caprica. "Use the knowledge wisely!"

Then they disappeared. Moments later, Baltar reacted: "So that's what it's for! A mathematical formula for the calculation of stellar drifts and distances between the rings!"

"Yes, and we must hurry to the ring room to input the solution! You heard them!" Caprica hurried up and ran thru the door, with Baltar right behind her.

New Caprica, Kobol outpostship, main hangar, same time

Galen was running out of the hangar as fast as possible. He did not want to hear what he just heard.

"Chief!" he heard her screaming after him.

"Frak off! I don't believe you!"

Flashback, 20 minutes earlier

Galen was working on another raptor in the main hangar of Kobol. In the past months, he had his work cut out for him. All these raptors needed to be upgraded with Cylon FTL and navigational technology. The vipers, not so much. It would take a completely new viper design to add and FLT capabilities to them.

As he was in the cockpit installing a new console, someone entered the raptor.

"Hi chief."

"Hi Sharon." he replied, recognizing the voice, but was too busy to look at her. "Is the get together with you and Karl still on for tomorrow?"

"Galen, It's me, Boomer."

He hit his head as he stood up a bit too quickly. "Ouch! What? Boomer?" He turned around to see her. Indeed it was not Sharon Agathon. She was not pregnant. "Em, well... this is awkward."

"Yes, it is. How have you been, chief?"

"Well, you know, busy as all Hades."

"Yes, I can see that. And privately?"

He smiled. "Well, I'm a married man. Soon to be a father and..."

"What? A father? How is that possible?"

"What do you mean? You did get the whole bees and birds thing, right?"

"No, it's not that, it's... Have they told you?"

"Told me what?"

"I mean, they had to, if you fathered a child. That would mean that Sharon's baby is not the only one anymore."

"What are you talking about? What does Sharon's and Karl's baby have to do with this?"

Boomer looked at him with a determined look. Then she closed the raptor door behind her. "Frak it! They said not to say anything, but... You are a Final Five, Galen!"

"Final what?"

"One of the final Cylon models! From the Earth of the 13th tribe!"

Galen smirked. "Yeah right. After months we see each other again and you try to pull a fast one on me. You know, for a Cylon you have a good sense of..."

"It is the truth! You, Saul, Ellen, Starbuck's husband and the president's assistant, you are the Final Five! Our parents! You created us! Ask the admiral! Ask the president! Cavil told them months ago!"

The chief lost his balance and fell onto the pilot's chair. "You are not joking, are you?" He then remembered. That one time he was on the Discovery when she flew back to 'Earth' to see if anything else can be found... he heard that strange music. No one else heard it. Cottle gave him a week off for medical reasons, thinking it was stress. "The colonel too? What the frak!? How? Why? Why would the admiral not say anything!? ... OMG! ... Cally! That's what you meant! Our child..." He stood up and shoved Boomer out of the way and ran outside the raptor. He wanted answers.

Flashback end

"Chief! Stop. Talk to me!" Boomer screamed behind him as she was chasing him around the corridors. He was still ahead of her and reached a transporter booth.

New Caprica, outpostship, ring room, moments later

The admiral and Cavil were still talking while Cavil was preparing to return to the front.

"With this new information on the location of the colony, we can begin preparing to assault it." Cavil suggested as he moved to the ring.

"Yes. The Discovery and Ares can bypass that choke point, so we should.."

A shout was heard from outside the room. "Admiral Adama!" Just then, the chief entered the room. "How long have you know!?" He grabbed the admiral by his uniform. "How long!?"

"Chief! Get a hold of yourself!" the admiral commanded.

"You heard him, chief!" Saul roared from behind the admiral. "Get a grip! This is borderline assault!"

"Oh you should be talking! You are just like me!"

The pin dropped.

"What the frak are you talking about!?" Saul demanded to know.

"Chief, please... oh frak." Boomer said as she realized how the situation just escalated.

"Boomer. I should have known!" Cavil raged. "Wanting to become more human is one thing, but becoming dumber! What were you thinking!?"

"So it IS true!" Galen looked with pure rage at the admiral. "You, the president... You knew that I was a..."

"Chief! With me to my office! You too Saul!" Then he looked at Cavil. "Better come along for this. And you too." he added, looking at Boomer.

In the admirals office a few minutes later, the chief still hadn't calmed down.

"So explain it to me, Boomer, what possessed you to tell him!?" Cavil raged.

"He is married and his wife is with child! Do you know what that means!?"

Cavil face palmed. Of course she would think that.

"Before we continue, yes chief, you are a Final Five." the admiral sighed.

"And you knew and did not tell me!"

"For your own safety and security! Based on how you are reacting here is proof of that!" the admiral countered.

"Final Five? Those Cylons from Earth?" Tigh began to grasp the situation. "You said that... No. ... Noooo." He then looked with an expression of shock and hurt at his old friend. "No way that is true! You would have told me!"

"Saul. You were happy. Content. For the time it was not necessary to tell you." Adama tried to justify himself.

"Not necessary!? I'm a fraking toaster!"

"Not just you and me. You wife, Kara's husband and the president's assistant!" Galen said it out loud.

"Ellen?" Saul again did not know what to say.

"Yes, father. You and mother were the first that were send back." Cavil confirmed. Then he went to explain the whole story of the Final five. From the end of Earth to the betrayal of the Cavils.

"Frak." was all Saul managed to say.

"What about my baby?" Galen asked.

"Do you really want to know?" Cavil asked back.

"I fraking want to know!"

"Me too!" Boomer added.

The admiral sighed. "The child is not yours. Cally was with someone else before you two got together. When we learned that she was pregnant, we told Cottle of your status. So he, reluctantly, told us what Cally told him. He made the DNA test. It is confirmed. The child is 100% human."

"Cally... Why would she not tell me?"

"She was afraid of losing you, chief! Simple as that."

"Admiral Adama to the ring room! Repeat, Admiral Adama to the ring room." was the call over wireless that came in.

"What the frak now?" As he began to leave, he turned around. "Sorry that you had to find out like this, but we can't change that now! Get over it! Like I did! Cavil, come with me, this might be for you as well."

Back in the ring room, Caprica and Baltar had just arrived and began to input the solution for the final test. and it worked like a charm.

"Yes, yes! There it is. The mainframe is now available!" Baltar beamed.

"Doctor Baltar? What is so important..." the admiral demanded to know as he returned.

"We did it, admiral! The mainframe is unlocked!" Baltar pointed to the main screen to show his accomplishment.

Everyone in the ring room now wanted to see this.

"I can confirm it, sir." Felix said as he was monitoring the situation. "The mainframe is unlock... Em, sir. The moment dr. Baltar unlocked the mainframe, something has been happening. The outpost computer is alerting me to a location... above the main power room." He brought up an imagine of the floor plan of that section.

"There is nothing there." Baltar said as he went to look.

"There is now." Felix corrected him. "Must have been a hidden door or something."

The admiral and Cavil were listening to the whole conversation during all of this. "Dr. Baltar. While congratulations are in order, how did you manage this?" Adama wanted to know.

"Unfortunately, it was not us, admiral." Caprica answered. "'They' gave us the answer. And they said much more. They warned us."

Everyone could hear the fear in her voice "You mean those 'ghosts' of yours, Caprica?" Cavil mocked her. Adama briefed him on what they learned from Batar and Caprica of their secret 'benefactors'. Cavil did not buy it.

"Mock me all you want, THEY gave us this info to unlock this."

"All right. Let's calm down. You two!" the admiral got everyone's attention while looking at Baltar and Caprica. "What else did they say to you?"

Caprica and Baltar explained everything. When they were finished...

"As I thought. You are mad, Caprica. Your warranty must have gone bad, if you ask me. And Baltar was always a few cards short..." Cavil began again.

"Commander Nash." the admiral addressed the commander, who was standing next to him all this time. "Set the planet and fleet to condition 2. Begin preparing the evacuation plan, but don't execute it, yet. I need to talk to Laura." He then looked at Cavil. "I'll send Lee out again ASAP. You should tell your forces to begin intensive patrols and to stay on guard."

"You can't be serious! These two are mad."

"I don't think so. I don't know if the ones they see are the Lords themselves, or the Cylon one true god... but another power is having a hand here."

"Heh, so, what, are they angels? Demons? Those are superstitions."

"They were never wrong before. So I can't take that risk."

"Admiral, if I may." Nash stepped in. "Maybe we should go to that 'new room' that was just now unlocked? Maybe there are answers there?"

The admiral realized that Nash was right. "OK, call the president and brief her. Tell her where to come. Baltar, Caprica and, if you want to come, Cavil, let's see where this rabbit hole leads us."

A few minutes later, they arrived with a marine escort. Indeed, a door appeared where there was none before. As the marines entered the room, they fanned out.

"Clear left!"

"Clear right!"

"Sir, you can come in!" the head marine reported to the admiral.

As the group of people entered, the president had arrived as well to join them. "Admiral, is it true?"

He whispered to her. "From what I know, it is. Also, the Final Five secret is not a real secret anymore. Saul and the chief know."

The room was mostly empty, with one exception. On the left wall was a stasis chamber. As the group approached it, the admiral put his hand on the glass and tried to clear it to see what was inside. They did not expect that.

"A man?" was the general response.

Inside was a man in suspended animation. An old man. His white beard and grey hair showing his age.

"Perhaps one of the builders?" Baltar thought logically. "It would make sense. He could give us so many answers!"

"I agree. But gods know how long he was in there. We need to be careful. Marine, get Cottle here on the double!" the admiral ordered.

Minutes later, as Cottle arrived, they prepared a gurney for him. Then they pressed the only control in the room. It worked as the stasis chamber stopped glowing. As it opened up, the man fell out of it. The marines were able to catch him and put him on the gurney.

"He has a weak pulse. Gods... must be 90 years old or something. Let's go to the medical bay!" Cottle ordered.

Minutes later in the medical bay, the group was waiting, while Cottle and his staff were working. Cain was already there for her medical checkup, so she went to the group.

"What is going on here? Who was that old geezer?"

"We don't know. We think he may be one of the original builders. We found him in a hidden room in a cold sleep chamber or something like that." Baltar explained.

"You're serious?"

"Why would we be making fun of something like that?" Laura said.

Then Cottle returned. "He'll live, but for how long is anybody's guess. He is so old, his body is not going to last much longer. But I can confirm one thing. He can't be human. Or at least a normal human."

"Why do you say that, doctor?" the admiral asked the question on everybody's mind.

"Old or not, he is too healthy. Too perfect. No abnormalities, no defects. Every human had some form of genetic mutation that maked him not 100% perfect. This guy besides old age is perfect." He then lit a cigarette. "Give him time to regain consciousness. We can't force him. I'll call if he wakes up."

The admiral nodded. "Make sure he lives, doctor. That man can explain everything to us." Then he turned to the others. "Baltar, Caprica, go thru the mainframe and see what was unlocked. Laura, you and I need to talk to get the evacuation plan started..."

"And you need to talk with us!" came a demanding voice from the entrance of the medical bay. It was Saul. And the chief, Sam and Ellen were with him. "And since you are going to the president's office, she can call Tory as well."

The admiral felt a migraine approaching. "Fine. Cavil, will you join us?"

"Huuuuh, I guess I should, shouldn't I? I guess I need to have 'the talk' with mom, dad, then dad again, mom again finally dad. Caprica, my dear, contact D'Anna over the ring and update her. Maybe there is some truth to your imaginations."

After that, they went their separate ways.

Cain was left alone in the medical bay, with only the medical personnel there. And their new patient.

"Who... what are you?" she asked no one in particular as she looked at the old man.

Discovery, minutes later

Lee had returned to 'his' ship as ordered. He was a bit pissed as he wanted to enjoy some privete time. His XO was already there.

"Any idea what this is about, Shaw?"

"No fraken idea. I was hoping for some down time."

"Yeah, I hear you."

"Sir, the admiral is on the line." the comm officer reported.

"Put him thru."

The admiral appeared on the main screen. "Sorry for this Lee, but we may have a big problem. We just learned that the Cavils found a ship from the same race their reverse engineered technology comes from."

"Frak. So what now? Should we try to find it? Destroy it?"

"Negative. We also believe that that ship was not, I repeat, NOT a derelict. The original builders were still on board and they want to kill us all now. Cylon and human. Begin a search pattern of all known Cavil bases and fleet positions. If these aliens know what the Cavils know, they will strike there first."

"Sir, how reliable is this information? Where did you get it?"

"From 'them'. And I can't risk them being wrong."

Lee did not like it. Info from ghosts. "OK, understood. Will commence preparations. Will leave in 10 minutes. Should we take the Ares with us?"

"Negative, it is ONLY a reconnaissance mission. Do not engage any enemy, no matter what. Understood?"

"Yes sir."

Milky way galaxy, unknown planet under the protected planet treaty, high orbit, same time

A large space battle was underway in the orbit of this PPT world. 11 Furling cruisers had arrived to defend this planet from an invading Goa'uld force of 18 Ha'tak's. But unlike before, this force was not a pushover for the Furling's. The tactical technology of this Goa'uld fleet was equal to theirs and now the sheer number of Goa'uld ships was turning the tide of the battle to the Goa'uld side.

The Furling's deployed their standard tactic, engage the enemy in space and use the gateways to invade the ships from the inside.

"Move out!" the leading Furling solder ordered after the rift closed. As they spread out, the Jaffa defenders arrived to engage them. That was a one sided battle. After a minute, the Jaffa were dead.

"Too easy." the 2nd officer said.

"Do not get cocky, young one." the leader reminded him. "Never underestimate your enemy."

"Commander. We have more incoming." another solder said as the heard more footsteps from around the corner. And what came around the corner was not what they expected. Humanoid solders covered completely in black armor.

"Shields at the front!" the commander ordered as the group deployed their hand held energy shields in the front, like phalanxes did in ancient times. Then the attack came. A fast fire barrage of plasma strikes. Much faster and harder hitting then they thought it would be.

"Go around them and hit them in the flank! We will hold them here!" the commander ordered.

A minute later, the 2nd in command and his force made the flanking attack. As the unknown defenders responded to the flanking attack, the commander saw an opening and took it.

"That was your last mistake!" he jumped out of the defensive line and in one jump closed the distance to his target. Activating his energy blade, he sliced at the head of his target... only for his target to catch his hand and hold it in place. "What in the name of harmony is this!?" he switched his shield in the other hand to another blade and tried from the other side. Here he managed to hit the target... and his blade did not slice thru. It was stuck in the upper layers of the defenders armor. "What kind of creature are you!?" Realizing that this was no Jaffa, he disengaged and jumped away, but the creature reengaged him and hit him several times in the chest. Most of the shots were absorbed by his armor. "Ahh! This is indeed something new!"

"Commander, other teams are reporting the same from the other ships!"

"We are ill prepared for this!" the commander agreed as he activated the recall trigger and seconds later, the rift appeared behind them. "Move!"

They managed to retreat back, but took some losses while doing this. In space, the situation was equally grim. Another Goa'uld ship arrived, this one much bigger. It was the flag ship from Anubis.

"My lord. We are in position." Her'ak reported with a smile.

"Good. Activate the weapon." Anubis ordered.

In space, the ship now turned so that it's dorsal side faced the defending Furlings. Then it's top opened up and light could be seen inside it. Charging.

"The weapon is charged and ready, my lord."

"Target the first ship and fire!"

The ship opened fire with a concentrated beam of yellow energy that was being focused at the tip of the dorsal side. 4 other beams hit the main lens and concentrated into one beam. The front Furling ship was hit and it's shields only held for a few seconds before they failed. The ship was then cut thru like a knife thru butter. The Furings on that ship managed to begin evacuations, but many had died right there and then.

"Good. Target the next one." Anubis ordered.

Her'ak obliged. "The weapon in on a recharge cycle. 20 seconds left."

But before they could fire again, 3 ships appeared from behind the Furling defenders. It was the Asgard. 1 Teal'c class and 2 O'Neill classes.

"Anubis. Has to be him." Kvasir said while looking at the data on his display on the command bridge.

"Agreed. No point in talking. Open fire." Thor responded.

The Asgard force engaged the Goa'uld fleet. The improved tactical systems were proving their worth. Ha'tak's were being destroyed at a better rate that the Furlings were able to accomplish before.

"Concentrate fire on the Ha'tak's. Leave the command ship to us." Thor ordered as the many ion guns began to hit the shields of Anubis flagship.

"My lord. The shields are beginning to take damage." Her'ak reported.

"I can see that. Fire the weapon at the lead Asgard ship, record the results and then we leave!"

As commanded, Thor's ship was hit with the focused energy beam. The ship shook violently, but fared better than it's Furling allies.

"That was an impressive attack. A high focused plasma disruption beam." Kvarsir said as he analyzed the attack.

"Indeed. Our shields lost 22% in one hit. I would not have expected that. We need to destroy it!" Thor agreed as he ordered the O'Neill's to forget the Ha'tak's and focus their fire on the command ship. As that happened, 3 more Furling ships arrived to reinforce their fleet already there. among them was a Furling Battleship.

"I believe that we outstayed our welcome, Her'ak. Get us out of here."

"Yes, my lord."

The Goa'uld fleet disengaged and entered hyperspace.

"My lord, I take full responsibility for this defeat. If you wish to kill me..."

"Do not be stupid. We gained valuable data today. The Asgard intervention was unexpected but not unpredicted. What was unpredicted, were their upgrades and improvements. But we now know that my Kull warriors can not only replace the traitorous Jaffa, but stand up to these hairy beasts!"

"But the ships you lost..."

"Are of little importance. The gained data is worth it. We also saw the effectiveness of the new plasma super weapon I developed. It is a shame I do not have all 6 of the power amplifiers. But I do know that at least one is in the hands of the humans. The weapon I have now can be powered by 4, but I will get the other 2, sooner or later!"

Her'ak remembered the raid on Abydos. The planet was deserted, no humans to be found on it. But what was more important, no eye of Ra! And the eye of Tiamat was also not in his temple.

Back to the Furling and Asgard fleet, the Furling were taking care of their wounded and dead. K'orang, who had arrived with the Furling reinforcements, had beamed to Thor's ship along with the Furling commander of the assault teams. He briefed Thor and K'orang of what transpired on the Goa'uld ships.

"That is worrying." K'orang said as he heard the report. "To think that Anubis would be able to create them already..."

"Those creatures." the assault commander spoke. "I felt nothing from them. No emotions. The Jaffa at least felt something, even if it was fear. These things... empty shells."

"Yes, and it seems that he improved them somehow. They seem to be stronger than what Janus said they should be." Thor added as he looked thru the data from the Furling assault team. "It appears, my friend, that we will be needed here as well."

K'orang growled, feeling insulted. "Heh, I guess. Or we increase our presence here."

New Caprica, Kobol outpostship, main medical bay, 1 day later

Light. For thousands of years, he felt light on his skin again. As he opened his eyes and looked around, he recognized his surroundings. The healing area on Kobolous. But strangely decorated.

"How long have I been asleep? he asked in Ancient.

Cottle, who was presently working with Cain on her rehabilitation, heard that and reacted.

"Frak, our patient is awake! Call the admiral and president!" he shouted to the nurse as he put his cigarette out. "Sir, can you hear me?"

"Are you one of the saved ones?"

"Frak, sir, can you understand me?"

"It must be so. Such a strange tongue you speak."

Cain and several nurses also came to his bed. "Doctor, how is he?" Cain asked.

Cottle was looking him in the eyes with a small light. "Seems to be fine, but frak if I know what he is saying. We'll need one of those that used the chair." Then he remembered. "Nurse, get Dualla Adama in here. She is in the other room getting a checkup!"

A minute later, Dee was present and sat near the bed. "OK, let's see if this will work." she inhaled and exhaled. "Sir, do you understand me?"

"Ah, young one. Are you one of the saved ones?

"Saved ones? Sir, what do you mean with that? Who are you?"

"My name is Erian. I was there at the beginning of your civilization, when we took your ancestors to Kobolous."

Dee did not know what to think after that answer. "Sir, what did you mean with that? You took us to Kobol?"

"Me, my sister and her husband. We wanted to help your ancestors. So we took you from Earth, from under the eyes of the Goa'uld and brought you here to Kobolous, so that you may one day build a civilization and technology to defeat the Goa'uld who were oppressing humanity."

Dee now had trouble breathing. "Earth? Are you saying that Earth is the birthplace of humanity?"

"Yes. Everyone knows that."

"But why take us from there then!?"

"Humans were used as slaves and hosts by the Goa'uld. They forced your kind to worship them as gods. We wanted to give humanity a fighting chance. So we took you out here, to another galaxy where the Goa'uld would not be able to follow so easily."

"Gods? Which gods?" Dee asked with tears in her eyes.

"I do not know of them all, they were constantly fighting each other for dominance in the galaxy. Some died, other rose to power. I know that Earth was under the rule of Ra, but the area from which we took you was under occupation of Cronus."

"C... Cron... Cronus? As THE Cronus? Enemy of the Lords? Zeus, Athena, Ares..."

"As far as I know, they were all Goa'uld."

Dee could not take it anymore. "By the gods!"

During all of this, the admiral and president had arrived. With them were many others, like Nash, Saul and Kara.

Seeing his daughter in law in pain, the admiral embraced her to comfort her. "Dee, what is it? What have you learned?"

"If what he just told me is true... we were all morons! Our Lords... they... his kind, they saved us from them! Our Lords are not gods, they are monsters!" She needed a minute to calm down. Then she explained everything.

Even the president needed to sit down after that. "By the gods. How can that be?"

"I can tell you how." Baltar said as he too arrived with Caprica in tow. "An advanced civilization can easily conquer a primitive one, especially, if their advanced technology looks like magic to the conquered people. Persuading them that you are a god after that is a simple matter." They then joined the group already assembled around the patient.

"Dee." the admiral said. "Can you translate for us? I want to ask him some questions."

Whipping her tears away, she nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Sir, if what you are telling us is true, why have you not driven these creatures from Earth?"

"There were only a few of us left. We had little strength in us. Not long before that we returned from another galaxy where we lost a war against an enemy made of your worst horrors. The Goa'uld just filled the void we left in the galaxy for all those millennia. Our allies did try to stop them, but they were multiplying too fast to be contained."

The group listened as Dee translated.

"Sir, how long were you in stasis?"

"Don't know. Have you checked the stasis pod I was in? What was the number on it.

Baltar stepped forward. "There were many numbers on the console of that pod."

"It should be on the bottom of the console."

"Frak... it is at 8002. So, more than 8000 years?" As Baltar said that, everyone got a bit paler.

"8000 years? So long? Why did you take so long to find this place? What took you? We left clues for you to find..."

Adama sighed. Yes, it would be one of those days. He began to tell the story of the Colonials and Cylons as Dee translated. After about 10 minutes, he was done.

"So, instead of becoming humanities saviors, you kept repeating the same mistakes... Uhhhh... our plan failed. The humans back on Earth might still be suffering because of our mistakes... you however only reaped your own mistakes.

Baltar spoke: "Sir, the master control, what is it for?"

"Uhhh, I guess it would be best to help you, wouldn't it? It grants you full control of all the systems of the ship as well as access to the database, including the technological one."

"What about the Discovery? Where was it heading?"

"Discovery?"

"Yes, the long range automated scout ship that we found."

"Discovery..? Ah yes. I remember."

"Yes, thank you for sending it to us, but where was it heading?"

"Send it? I never send it. I... I guess someone else must have done that. Someone of my people must have seen that the original plan was not working. As for where it is going. The Helix star system. All those ships should return there."

"Helix?"

"Yes, one of the old shipyard worlds we used. While outdated by our standards, it should be usefull to you."

That got everyone's attention. The admiral reacted first. "Where is it? Does it have a ring? An address?"

"Yes, it has an Astria Porta, but it is not in this galaxy. It is in a cluster of star systems between this galaxy and it's neighboring galaxy that this one orbits."

Baltar muttered. "No wonder that we did not find it."

"Is there a habitable world there? One like Kobol?" Laura wanted to know.

"Yes. 2 planets and several moons in the 3 star systems are habitable. I can give you the address. This ship can also get you there. It is only 62000 Ly."

"That will be difficult. It's engines are damaged. The fast ones don't work. And 62000 Ly is allot for us." Baltar explained.

"It can still make it. It will only take longer."

"Before we go down that path... "Adama interrupted as he pulled out a photo from the alien ship the Cvils had. The defected Four managed to sneak one with himself as he fled the Cavils. "Do you know who the builders of this are?"

"Yes. Yes... we and our allies once drove them out of their galaxy. They attacked here in a desperate attempt to counterattack. I can't believe that you fond one of their ships."

"It may be worse than that." Adama sighed as he looked at Baltar. "Doctor, if you would explain your visions and the warning you got?"

As Baltar began to explain the visions and warning he and Caprica got, Erian listened closely.

"Those hallucinations of yours... I may have an idea about that, but it can wait. It has to be a command ship of the Jötunn. If that is the case, they will kill you all. You must evacuate and go to Helix!"

"Can't we stop them ourselves?" Caprica wanted to know.

"Our ships may be effective, to a degree, but you only have 2. Not enough. Your own ships will not be a match. That ship will have a power draining generator that creates a field that can drain any power source not of the same design as the ones on that ship itself. It also has a planetary freezing weapon. It was their standard tactic to make worlds uninhabitable. Except for themselves. Only the vacuum energy extractors are immune to that technology."

"And if we stay hidden?"

They will be able to find you. They know how the Astria Porta technology works. They will be able to find you if you use it. The Cylons will be even more at risk. Your organic memory transfer sounds like Asgard technology. But you added range to it. Sounds useful, but an advanced civilization can track you based on that."

"Frak." Caprica cursed. "We need to warn the rebels."

"Agreed. But before you go... Convince Cavil to hand over the last crystal. The time for bargaining is over. we're in the same boat now." Adama turned to Erian again. "Do you have any suggestions on how to destroy them?"

"If you are in the star system I think you are, than yes."

Earth, Egypt, 2 days later

The Earth council was informed and the defense forces put on high alert. Military bases and personnel were all awaiting what would happen. They all thought that an attack from space was incoming, but only the special forces were informed of the true danger. The reason for that was to not tip off whoever was working for Simmons in the defense forces.

In Egypt, the currently available members of SG-1 were working with special forces and Egyptian military forces. They were in a military base, looking thru any and all reports of strange activities.

"Well, another bust!" Mitchell raged as he stood up from the table. "All over the world, nothing!"

"Yes, every known base and location of the former NID agency has been raided. All empty." Carter scratched her head. "As if they knew we were coming."

"Yes. As if..." Young then looked at O'Neill." Sir, I know that you think that he is on our side, but..."

"Harry may be an a-hole, but he is honest about that. Especially the security of Earth! He would never side with Simmons."

"Understood, sir."

Then a solder entered the command room and handed a report to the base commander, an Egyptian general.

"Colonel O'Neill. We may have something." the general said as he handed the report over.

"Hmm, it's from dr. Gardner excavation team." O'Neill read out loud. "Some strange activities near the location where Isis had his ship hidden. Might be worth checking out."

As SG-1 began to gear up for the departure, the general advised them. "I am sorry to say that I can't provide you with an adequate escort. My sources are stretched thin at the moment. I have men searching all suspected locations, so I can't spare many to aide you."

"No problem. We can handle it." O'Neill said as the exited the base and went for the military SUV.

"Put the coordinates in, Sam, let's go hunting."

SG-1, minus Daniel, who was still in Atlantis, as well as Sheppard, McKay who would remain there, drove out of the base with another SUV for escort. Teal-c was also not present, he was still with the Jaffa leadership, planning an offensive.

35 minutes later they arrived at their location on the edge of the dessert. It was the same location where Isis hid his ship.

As the stepped out of their vehicles, O'Neill looked around. "OK, where is dr. Gardner and her excavation team? It's a bit too quiet."

"Yes, sir." Young agreed. He then looked at the Egyptian solders behind them. "OK, let's move out!"

As they approached the dig site, they saw the excavation team. Or the lack of an excavation team. But clear signs of a struggle. Something was not right here. Immediately they took cover.

"Shit! This is bad." O'Neill cursed. Then he looked around his cover. "At least dr. Gardner is not among them." He looked around again. "OK, I'll take point, we take the left flank, you guys take the right one. " The Egyptian solders went to the right flank, as ordered.

As SG-1 moved around the excavation site to get a better view of the situation, gun fire could be heard from the direction the Egyptian solders went to. As well as Zat discharges.

"OK, this is getting annoying." O'Neill cursed. "Let's move! Activate..."

"Let's not, shall we?" was the voice they heard as they all got shot with a Zat discharge.

As O'Neill was loosing consciousness, he looked up to see a man approach him. He had stepped out of the ship that belonged to Isis. Only someone upgraded it with a cloak. It was landed behind them all the time.

Unknown location, minutes later

"Uhhh, what was that all about?" O'Neill asked no one in particular as he awoke. "Anyone get the number of that truck?"

"I'm sorry, O'Neill, but I don't own a truck. Will a fist do?" was the answer he got. As well as a punch to the face.

"Ahh! Son of a ..."

"Finally awake?" Simmons gloated. SG-1 was restrained and their weapons removed. As O'Neill looked around, he saw dr. Gardner and her excavation team were here as well, also restrained.

"Simmons, you SOB!"

"Ah, back to insults. Yes, you have little else to throw my way right now."

As SG-1 looked around, they realized that they were not in Egypt anymore. They were in a large room. Simmons was sitting behind a control console on a slightly elevated platform. Simmons then stepped down and moved to SG-1. "It has been a while, Jack. How is Maybourne?"

"Alive and well, no thanks to you."

"So it worked out." Simmons smiled. "I let him get away. Or did you really think I let that 2nd rate washout spy get away from me?" he then went to inspect the gear they took from SG-1. All this time, his goons were keeping an eye on their prisoners. "You see, the best plan is the one where you make your enemies work in your favor."

"So, this plan is...?"

"Do I look like a movie villain, where I explain my plan only for you to stop me last minute?"

"Actually, you do look like a bad B-movie villain, if you ask me. Besides, we know you have something in Egypt and we will find out..:"

"That it is only a diversion. Theatricality. Make your enemy believe what you want them to believe. While your forces are wasting time there and my mole cripples the planetary defenses, I'll get of Earth and find the Clava Thessara Infinitas."

"You do know that the Clava Thessara Infinitas is only a myth?" Carter said. "Even Daniel dismissed it as that."

"And since when was dr. Jackson right about everything he said?" Simmons smiled again as he moved to dr. Gardner. "I mean, he was wrong about trying to be together with her, didn't he? Did not work out between them? Now he is stuck in the 'friend' zone. The worst thing a woman can say. But as an understanding moron, he liked that idea as well."

"OK, you want to stop with the bad guy routine? If you start laughing like that, you officially have lost it!" O'Neill raged as he tried to get loose. "Just get it over with!"

"So impatient, colonel. I still need hostages for the unlikely event that something will go wrong. After you and that excavation team stumbled onto my phase one, I just had to take you with me, for insurance." He then took his communicator. " Power room. How does it look down there?"

"Everything is good to go , sir."

"Excellent. Begin phase 1 of operation Awakening."

In Egypt, the Cloaked Goa'uld ship lifted off. Simmons knew that cloak or not, it would be spotted sooner or later by one of the many bases on Earth, since they all now had an anti-cloak sensor modification. Knowing where and when to use the ship until now allowed Simmons to stay under the radar. But to get spotted and to divert attention was the plan now. The pilot on the ship knew that it was a suicide run, since he would be shot down. But for that to happen, Earth's defenses had to become more public than they would have liked. So the pilot flew in the opposite direction of where his boss was now.

And just like Simmons anticipated, the Earth defense forces began focusing entirely on that ship. As he got the news over the receiver, he smiled again. "Phase 2 gentlemen." he ordered his solders.

The entire room began to shake. "I don't think we are in a base sir?" Carter said.

"Yeah, I got that. A spaceship would be my guess."

"More like an outpostship, the predecessor of the old Olympus on New Terra, which in turn is the predecessor of Atlantis. So yes, it is an old junk, but more than sufficient for my needs." Simmons smiled more as he took his seat on the raised platform. "The Goa'uld that eluded you and is now inside Conrad was most cooperative once I persuaded him. He modified the ring transporter on that outdates Goa'uld ship to link to the one on this ship. The Ancients really did leave allot of junk on our planet."

"Something like this needs a ZPM! So where did you get it?!" Carter demanded to know.

"Oh that? From the same person that gave me her." he pointed to the entrance to the room. As it opened, 6 people entered. 4 were solders but the remaining 2 were heavily restrained. "SG-1 and dr. Gardner, let me introduce you to Adrian Conrad, or should I say the Goa'uld inside him. As for the woman next to him... Qetesh. Also, I have her to thank for the cloak on that rust bucket from Isis."

O'Neill was at a loss for words. For once. The woman was Valla, but still being possessed by Qetesh. "How did you get a snake here to Earth? And why?"

"Oh, her old friend Athena was with her back to a wall after Apophis smacked her forces around. She was desperate and I had info on a hidden Goa'uld military world full of, outdated maybe, hardware. It was abandoned by Cronus a long time ago. In exchange, Athena betrayed her friend to me. The snakes, so simple and predictable. Sooner or later they betray." Simmons smirked as he looked at his prisoners. "And she threw the micro ZPM in the bargain as well. The poor fool never knew what she had."

"You will not get far with only 1 ZPM." Carter argued.

"Far enough for me, my dear. Which reminds me." He pulled out his gun and aimed it at Adrian Conrad. "I have no further use for you." He shot him in the head, killing him. "As for you, my dear, you will still be useful." he looked Qetesh.

"Until you don't need me anymore as well? How foolish do you think I am. When I get loose, I'm killing you first, then..."

"Uhh, the Goa'uld threats become so tedious after a while, don't you agree, O'Neill." Simmons then moved next to SG-1. "The way to compensate for only 1 micro ZPM is this: A power amplifier jewel. It was integrated into the power systems by my people. Not an easy task. But now it counts as half of a micro ZPM on top of the one I already have as it amplifies the existing ZPM."

"We have those crystals! So I know you are lying." O'Neill smirked back.

"Not the one from Cronus."

"Cronus never had one." Qetesh argued.

"Oh, but he did. He just never told the others. And after Ra threw him off Earth, he just forgot about it. It was hidden in a secret stash that he left here on Earth. It was there that we also found the info that I sold to Athena. And I have it all thanks to Daniel Jackson. If he did not, for some strange reason, suddenly become a person that was always right about things he researched and always found out things for the SGC, we might have never found it." Simmons then sat down next to O'Neill. "By the way, nice new combat suit under these cloths. We heard that the Alliance was working on something like that. A trinium reinforced combat suit. They call them nano-suits, right? Enhance the strength, speed, durability and all of that? But still susceptible to two zat discharges in quick succession? Won't kill the one wearing it, but will short out the suit. Those engineers need to work on that problem." Simmons smiled. "Information, so wonderful. Just too bad that it can't protect the face."

"Why did you let us keep it then?"

"I already had you disarmed and the suits disabled. When you are dead, It will be no problem to get them off of you."

"Sir, we are approaching the surface." one of Simmons aids reported.

Simmons returned to his chair. "Excellent. Now, colonel, your secret will be out for the entire world to see."

Earth, council meeting room, same time

"So still nothing?" the US president asked.

"No sir. We are looking everywhere. Simmons appears to be 2 steps ahead of us." his aid responded.

"Yes, it would appear so." the UK prime minister grumbled.

"In this case, we should begin to prepare a plan, should the worst case scenario happen." the Chinese ambassador said. "The stargate program and the Alliance initiative might not remain hidden for much longer."

Another aid who just ended a conversation over the phone, returned to the table. "Or not at all." he then took the remote and activated the large screen in the room. It was CNN.

"As you can see, this large, unknown object has just surfaced a few kilometers from the Okinawa islands. People are in panic, not knowing what is going on and the police forces are having a hard time containing the situation. Just now..." a panicked pedestrian grabbed her microphone and screamed into the camera: "It is a Kaiju! Run for your lives!"

The broadcast was muted. "Fucking damn it!" the US president cursed.

"Sir." A military aide began reading a report. "A Goa'uld ship was shot down over Kansas, while still cloaked. But many citizents saw the fight in the atmosphere and saw the crash. Our rapid response teams are under way.. but..."

"Yes, we get it. This just became a new D-day."

Earth, outpostship, same time

"Sir, we have surfaced. Atmospheric engines are ready."

"Good, get us off this planet before the planetary defenses can react." Simmons commanded.

Sol system, Mars orbit, same time

A group of F-201's were having a simulated battle in Mars orbit, while the Prometheus was watching and keeping score. Pendergast liked this babysitting role for a change.

"Sir, flash traffic from Earth!" the comm officer reported.

"What do we have?" Pendergast asked as he moved to the comm station.

"You will not like this, sir."

As he looked at the message, he cursed. "Comm, order the fighters to form on us, helm, military thrust back to Earth! This training mission just went hot!"

On board one of the F-201's, cadet Mary was having the time of her life. She was proving to her instructors that she really was not a 'Barbie'

"OK, people. Play time is over. We have a situation on Earth. Form on the Prometheus and full throttle back! Also, just to tell you. The Stargate is no longer a secret, it seems." the instructor ordered all of her students.

"Crap, what is going on back home?" Mary thought.

Earth, high in the atmosphere, minutes later

"Well, colonel. It seems that my plan is working as clockwork. Your bases are not responding because of my inside man and the rest of the world is busy with the shards of your secret." Simmons gloated.

"And all for what?"

"For the future of humanity. Earth's humanity. The rest of the galaxy can go to hell for all I care. If I am to be honest, the rest of Earth's humanity can do the same. Except for the USA of course."

"You're a real patriot, you know that?"

"Oh I know. Just like someone else." Simmons nodded to one of his soldiers who disappeared out the main entrance of the command room. Moments later, he returned with another restrained and bloodied prisoner.

"Kinsey." O'Neill muttered.

"O'Neill." Kinsey muttered back. "Not so smart assed now? Just wish it were under different circumstances."

"Yes, yes. You hate him, he hates you, and I hate the both of you." Simmons continued smirking.

"Why do you even have him here, Simmons?"

"Oh, he still had resources and contacts that I needed. But he was becoming a liability. So I had to take the kid's gloves off."

Kinsey was shoved to the ground next to the other prisoners.

At that moment, the room began shaking. "Sir, we are under attack. 2 squadrons of F-201's and one F-202's plus the Prometheus!"

"No need to worry. They don't have anything that can endanger us. Maybe annoy us, so to be on the safe side, return fire when ready."

"Simmons! You bastard! Those are our people out there!" O'Neill raged.

"Every revolution needs sacrifices." he smiled back at him. "Do it!" he ordered.

Outside, the outpostship opened fire.

"OK, nuggets! This isn't a simulation anymore! Evasive maneuvers! The form up on me. We have to take out those engines!" the instructor ordered.

"Mam, what is the point, we can't scratch those shields!" another pilot argued.

"Stow it and follow orders!"

"A great way to start a carrier." Mary thought. "EVA, get the weapons charged and scan the target. Find me a soft spot." she ordered the on board Electronic Virtual Assistant, a simulated intelligence now being added to most Alliance ships.

"Weapons are charged and ready, operator. Scanning target now." was the electronic response she got.

The outpostship entered orbit, with the Prometheus right next to her, both of them still exchanging fire while the fighter were still ineffectually attacking the outpostship. During all of this another 70 fighters of the Earth defense force came to bolster the squadron of cadets. It was s sight to be seen.

"Well, this is getting annoying." Simmons cursed. "Can't we just disable them?"

"Sir, we did not have time to check the weapons, most of them are not in good shape. We were kilometers under water."

"Well then, just get the hyperdrive ready! ASAP!"

"Sir, 5 more contacts arriving in the orbit!" the aide on the tactical station reported.

In orbit, 5 Alliance ships appeared. 4 304's and one 501.

Simmons cursed again. "An Excalibur class?" He then looked at O'Neill. "They were not supposed to be operational for months!"

O'Neill smirked. "We kept their production schedule a secret, just in case a bastard like you tried anything. The Excalibur and Apollo were finished a week ago."

On board the Apollo, captain Abraham Ellis stood from his chair and began issuing orders. "OK, people, SG-1 is on that ship! Their locator beacons are there! Our mission is to disable it, and in the case of failure, we try to execute plan C, since A failed already! Scan the shields of that ship and transmit the data on channel epsilon 34! Now, let's give the Prometheus some back-up!"

"Sir, SG-1's suits are off line. Must have been disabled."

"Shit. Damn Simmons must have read the problems the mark One's have. Can you remotely reactivate them?"

"I can try."

"Do it! In the mean time, charge the subatomic particle beams and fire!"

In space, 2 orange beams were fired from the Apollo and hit the outpostship. These weapons were not fixed on a turret but were directly integrated into the main hull, so their firing arc was narrow. Then all the newly arrived ships turned their turrets at their target and opened up with their blue pulse weapons.

"Sir, shields are failing!"

"This is not how I planed it!" Simmons cursed. "Get us into hyperspace, NOW!"

As ordered, the outpostship accelerated from orbit and entered hyperspace.

On the Apollo, Ellis smirked. "Captain, why are you smirking, we failed?" his XO asked.

"Because they will not get far."

Hyperspace, unknown ancient outpostship, moments later

Simmons breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, no matter how much you planed against me... I still win, colonel!"

"Are you sure about that?" O'Neill smirked back. He just felt his suit resetting itself. Someone must have done it remotely.

"You know, for a man who is about to die, you are annoyingly confident. Your confidence and arrogance always annoyed me!" Simmons pulled a gun out and aimed it at O'Neill's head.

"Sir, we have a problem."

"Not NOW! Can't you see how much I am enjoying this! Your usefulness as a hostage has just ended, O'Neill. And your suit will fit me nicely." Simmons smirked.

"Sir! Our men in the power room are not responding anymore!"

That got his attention. He went for his communicator. "Power room! Respond! Shanks! Talk to me, damn it!" He turned back to O'Neill. "What did you do?"

"Me, I did nothing. Until now. Activate nano-suit! Maximum armor!" On that command, he tore thru his restraints with superhuman strength, as did the rest of SG-1. Young went to cover dr. Gardner, while Mitchell and Carter went to help O'Neill to clean the room. They held their arms in front of their heads to reflect all the incoming fire. Their suits were reflecting all the incoming fire.

Simmons began to run for the door, when it opened and 4 soldiers entered thru and shot him with a Zat discharge. When the fight ended and Simmons and his people were restrained, O'Neill approached the assault team leader.

"Colonel O'Neill, SG-1." He saluted.

"Colonel Sam Fisher, special forces." he saluted back. "Nice job, colonel."

"You too. Is this tub secured?"

"Not yet. We still have tangos running around. Best if we turn this ship around and head back?"

"Carter? Get to it."

"Colonel, if I may ask. Why did you not use the nano-suit's earlier."

"Couldn't. These are prototypes after all. The zat discharge shorted them out for a while. Only when we were in hyperspace, did they get back online. The egg heads need to fix that. Good thing Simmons did not know about them. Also a good thing someone in our fleet outside managed to reactivate them."

As Carter returned, she too saluted the special forces colonel. "Sir, I took us out of hyperspace and turned us around. We should re-enter hyperspace in a minute and then back to Earth."

"Good job, Carter. Also, why do these things short out of hit by a zat? If that were not the case, the Stargate program might still be a secret. That was plan A after all."

"Sir, we are combining multiple technologies here, including Goa'uld, Tollan and Achen nano-technology. As well as a modified virus from the Atanik armbands. There are still many quirks to remove from these suits. And no one knew that these people had Zat's in their arsenal. Besides, the mark 2's will have neural interfaces, so that we won't need to verbally say the commands."

"Well, I hope a full head helmet will be included in that."

"Uhhhh..." Simmons regained consciousness. "What? How.."

"Ah, look! It's Snow White and her 700 goons!" O'Neill began his mocking. "How do you like it, Simmons? Being tied down? Knowing you, you probably pay experts for that every Saturday." Then he turned to Kinsey. "And your ugly stepmother is not looking well either."

"You will never pin this on me, O'Neill." Kinsey defended himself.

"Or we let you two rat each other out. See which rat swims better."

Simmons looked at the special forces. "How in the hell did you people get on this ship!?"

"Oh them?" O'Neill sat next to a restrained Simmons. "They were part of plan C. You see, have the enemy work in your favor is always a good plan." O'Neill mocked him as he repeated his monolog from before. Then he picked Simmons up and dragged him to a window. "Colonel Fisher, would you do the honors?"

"Don't mind if I do. This is colonel Fisher to the Wraith. Deactivate the cloaking device."

On command, a ship, similar in appearance to a 304, but much more smooth with a narrower forward section, de-cloaked. It was docked to the outpostship, attached with its strong magnetic landing gear as well as a docking hatch.

"How... When...?" Simmons was at a loss for words.

Carter began explaining. "When you were fighting the fleet. The Banshee and Wraith are both prototypes, DD-306, made for undercover operations. That means that the Tollans equipped them with their best toy. Matter-phasing generators. When you were engaged in battle, the fleet kept scanning your shields when something impacted them. With the gathered data that they transmitted to the Wraith, she was able to set her phasing frequencies to match your shield settings. She bypassed your shields, landed and docked under cloak while the battle was underway."

"Any other question, you soon to be shot for treason SOB?" O'Neill smirked. Then he moved to Qetesh. "Don't worry. We'll get you out of that head in no time. Just ask Heru'ur and Apophis... if they could still talk."

During all of this, the other prisoners were freed as well, including dr. Gardner. She quickly walked up to Simmons who was still held by O'Neill and she punched him hard in the face. "This is for kidnapping my team!" Then she punched him again as he was already on the ground. "This is for killing your own people!" And she punched him a final time. "And this is for insulting Daniel! Just for your information, it was a mutual decision we made! So don't you dare insult him!"

Then O'Neill stepped to him. "Yeah, what she said."

Earth orbit, same time

Mary returned to the formation of her wing after the outpostship managed to escape. Or what was left of her wing. Over half were shot down during the engagement.

"Nicely done, nuggets. Those that are still with us. Harsh, but this is what you are training for. Hopefully, most got to bail before getting shot down. Should be picked up by our rescue and retrieval forces. As for all of you, welcome to the space forces. Baptism by fire." The instructor said over wireless.

"This is the Apollo to the training squadron, you are cleared on landing bay C. Nice work." The Apollo's wing control operator ordered and began guiding them in.

Large Magellanic cloud galaxy, Discovery, on patrol in Cylon space, same time

3 days of nothing. Lee was getting bored out of his mind. He would rather be with his wife right now. But he remained professional about it. They kept an eye on the long range DRADIS. On it was a large Cylon force, belonging to the Cavils, less that a light year away.

Lee yawned. "Hey, can I get some coffee here?"

"Will call the galley and tell them, sir."

Shaw entered the bridge. "Here to relieve you sir."

Lee stood up. "Thanks. Stow that coffee for me then, will you." As he began to leave, the DRADIS officer reported something.

"Sir, there are massive energy signatures being registered in the area where the Cylon forces are located."

Both Lee and Shaw went to have a look.

"What the frak is going on there?" she asked.

"Only one way to find out. Helm, get us into visual range, but keep our distance as far as possible. Everyone, battle stations!"

As the Discovery exited hyperspace to the desired destination, their DRADIS began to register the slaughter in front of them.

"Frak me. A Basestar graveyard." Shaw reacted with a shocked expression.

"Yes, but most of them are just... dead in the water. As if someone pulled the plug." Lee agreed.

"Sir, the energy signatures match to Cylon nuclear weapons. Looks like they were using them." the DRADIS officer reported.

"Commander!" Shaw said out loudly while looking out the main screen. "Behind the large cluster of dead Basestars. A ship." she pointed at that section. And she was right. A massive ship.

On the Jötunn ship, commander Bailess was looking at the main command display on the bridge. These Cylons were a pushover. With each ship defeated, their power reserves grew. If only his ship hadn't been damaged all those millennia ago! He and his crew stuck with minimum power in this backwater galaxy. Forgotten by their own people. And now, several main systems were still inoperable. Only the Ancient ships these 'Colonials' possessed, could help them repair their ship to full capacity. Their long range comm system was on top of that list.

Their ship was now already at 60% power capacity. The largest boost was achieved, when they attacked this 'resurrection hub' as the Cylons had called it. Either thru sheer stupidity or denial, the Cylons did not know that the organic memory transfer was Asgard tech. The Cylons just added range to it, but made themselves vulnerable to detection thru the subspace signatures these ships emit all the time. Like lighting a torch in the darkness, if you know how to look for it. And the Jötunn knew how to look for it.

But what enraged him the most was the nerve of these machines to dare use their own technology against them! Not that it made much of a difference, but they would pay dearly. The ship the Cylons found still had a subspace transmitter, but the moronic machines had dismantled it. So now it was completely useless.

"There!" Bailess smiled as he continued to look at the display. "An Ancient ship! Looks like the Colonials want to play. Charge weapons, begin draining them and prepare a boarding party! I want that ship in one piece! The parts on it may help us to repair our subspace comm system. Get to it!"

The Jötunn battleship changed course and engaged the Discovery.

"Frak, change course, full speed, get us out of here!" Lee ordered. "Charge weapons and fire on that thing. Maybe we can at least damage it."

The Discovery began to turn to get away from the charging enemy. Both ships opened fire with their pulse weapons. But the Discovery definitely got out worse.

Sparks were flying around the bridge as Lee held on to his chair.

"Sir, forward shields are down to 50%! We can't take much more of this!"

"Frak, we have another problem. Our power reserves are dropping!" Shaw raged. "We are already down to 53%. That old man was right. They are draining us like a lich!"

"Helm, get us out of here! Now!"

The Discovery managed to escape into hyperspace, but took more damage doing it.

On the Jötunn ship, Bailess did not look happy. "You won't get far, little humans." He then turned to his XO. "Have we found where the planet of these humans is?"

"Yes, sir. The Cylon database is precise when it comes to that kind of data. But should we not finish these Cylons off. Like their base at the black..."

"NO! These machines are of no interest! These Colonials are the ones using Ancient tech! It is them we must find! Once we do and get our ship fully repaired to call for reinforcements, we can hunt the rest of these Cylons at our leisure. Now, set a course for the home planet of these Colonials!"

Aschen home world, same time

In high orbit, Anubis was looking over the data gathered in the battle, both in space and on the ships. The space battle did not go as planned, thanks to the Asgard intervention. But his improved Kull warriors were better than expected.

"So, Thoth. As I can see, Nirrti is semi competent?" Anubis asked his head researcher.

"Yes, my lord. She was instrumental in learning that Goa'uld queens can refuse to share their knowledge with their offspring. Now we can use that to create the Kull warriors."

"Yes, but has she done anything else that would allow her continued existence?"

"She was somewhat useful in integrating the Aschen bio technology into the Kull program. It is a shame that the Aschen database had no further useful technologies for us to use. But still. She may be useful in the future..."

"That is enough. You are dismissed, Thoth."

"Yes, my lord." He bowed and left the Pel'tak.

"Looks like your wish to kill her is drawing closer, my son." Anubis addressed Khalek. "Her usefulness to me is coming to an end."

"Finally. I can't wait to snap her neck! She has been annoying me all this time."

"Speaking of usefulness... You may enjoy this next part."

Her'ak and several Jaffa brought Mollem onto the Pel'tak.

"What now? We gave you everything you wanted. You promised to free us."

"And so I did. Her'ak charge the primary weapon."

Her'ak smiled and did as ordered. "As you command, my lord."

In space, the command ship turned it's dorsal side to face the planet. It then opened up in preparation to fire its main weapon.

"Wait! You said you would free us!" Mollem protested.

"I did. You just never specified how you wanted to be freed. Her'ak, fire when ready."

Moments later, the command ship fired its primary weapon. The energy beam hit the Aschen capitol city. The blast created a shock wave equal to a large meteor strike. It began expanding in all directions.

"When the weapons is charged again, target their weapons facilities. Let's release the stored bio-weapons on to their own creators." Anubis commanded.

Again, Her'ak followed those orders with delight.

After several minutes and several more direct hits, the Aschen home world was in ruins. Anubis stood up from his throne and began walking out. "Her'ak, take us and the entire fleet back to Delmak. We have no further use of what is left of the Aschen. Their technology, primitive as it was, is already integrated into my fleet." Then he turned to Mollem. "As promised, your people are free. In death. Now, Khalek, have fun." He walked out.

"Oh I intend to father." Khalek smiled as he looked at Mollem.

New Caprica, 2 hours later

The Discovery had just returned. And the situation was deteriorating by the minute. The rebel Cylons were hit hard as well, losing a large portion of their forces. On top of that they noticed that the resurrection hub signal was no longer transmitting. Either the Cavils dismantled it, or... it was destroyed.

The ring activated again just as Apollo was ringed down to the outpostship. As he entered the ring room, he saw the commotion and chaos all around him. People were rushing to get things done. Even if many did not like it, an evacuation was being made. Then D'Anna stepped thru the ring, holding a briefcase in her hand.

"Here it is, the last crystal." She handed it over to Nash. "Our fleet, what is left of it anyway, is retreating to emergency location beta that we decided to use. Cavil is helping to get whatever can still be salvaged from the Colonies. He and 4 Basestars are in orbit of Gemenon. Once the last of your people leave and we blow the temple up, he leaves as well."

"Good." Nash took the case and motioned her and Apollo to follow him. "We need to go see the builder, as they call him now. The fraken Quorum is there now, questioning him."

"I can't imagine that the Gemenise will like his answers." D'Anna thought out loud.

"Heh, they didn't. Their representative left the medical bay after only a few minutes. Strange thing is, Zarek is still there, wonder what angle he is playing."

"Can I ask why the terraforming satellite is being moved into the orbit of the moon?" Lee asked.

"Not sure, but it's the builder's idea."

As Lee walked with them, he had to ask: "What about that address the builder mentioned? Have we sent anyone there yet? It is urgent if you read my report with the encounter with that ship!?"

"Yes, we send several squads under major Agathon's command. It was difficult at first. Baltar had to reconfigure the dialing system as the builder instructed him. That address has a security password requirement to dial. Something about a safety feature, as the builder explained. Took Baltar longer than expected." Nash responded as they began to walk to the main med bay. "We sent them 20 minutes ago. Should get a report in half an hour. It initial report states a Caprica like world with a large abandoned city. Most likely build by the builder's people." The Nash spotted Gaeta walking fast in the corridor toward the ring room. "Captain!" He stopped him. "Here, take this to the power room and get it installed. ASAP!" He handed him the case with the crystal.

"Sir, is that the crystal?"

"Yes, the Cylons got thru for us. Now, get moving!"

New Caprica, medical bay, same time

Erian was asleep again, his old age limiting his ability to stay awake. The Quorum was now at the medical bay entrance, having a discussion, while Dee remained with Erian.

"Can you believe that man!? The nerve to drag our Lords thru the mud!" the Geminese representative spoke as she returned after calming down.

"You would say that, but it makes sense! We have checked many of his clams, and they make sense!" the Caprican representative argued back. Most of the less traditional or religious representatives agreed.

"I have to agree as well." Zarek said with a look of deep thought.

"Zarek!" his counterpart from Gemenon exploded net to him. "How can you say that? Do you think that the people of your colony will continue supporting you with such statements?"

"I don't care what they or you think! I'm a realist and pragmatic. I don't care if all of you see me as a criminal that only wants what is best for himself. All I want is what is best for the people. Now Roslin did an acceptable job so far, I begrudgingly admit. But what I don't agree with is this cooperation with our enemies. Now these creatures are after us only because we did not stay hidden in this nebula! It' her military policies I disagree with!"

Right then, the admiral and Roslin arrived. "And what assurances do you have that these things would not have found us if we just stayed here and did nothing? Not a single shred of evidence!" Roslin argued back. Then Nash, D'Anna and Lee arrived as well.

"Sir!" Nash saluted. "The Cylons came thru. The last crystal is being installed as we speak."

Both the Admiral and president looked at D'Anna. "Did not think it would be so fast."

"We lost allot, admiral." She looked worried back. "Only the 7 Basestars and one resurrection ship are left at the drop back coordinates, as well as the 4 Basestars now over Gemenon. Not to mention that the resurrection ship has reported that it lost the connection to the hub."

The admiral looked at her. "Lost connection? Do you mean..."

"Either the Cavils have shut it down, or more likely it is destroyed. So I guess we are equals now. Equally mortal."

"Eh, eh..." Zarek drew attention to himself. "While all of this is interesting, I'm sure. May I ask why the satellite is being moved into the moon orbit?"

"Yes, we would like to know that as well, madam president." The Quorum members said.

Roslin answered reluctantly. "Our guest believes that the only way to destroy the alien ship is to trigger an overload of the naquadah deposits on the moon. It will trigger a small nova that should destroy the invaders. We must evacuate before then. When major Agathong returns, we might begin sending people to that world thru the ring already, while the fleet will assemble outside the nebula. As for the satellite, our guest has told Baltar how to alter it's terraforming device to, as he put it, focus a single concentrated beam of energy on the naquadah veins. Hopefully it will work."

The Quorum remained silent, for a change. "What!? Sacrifice our new home...!"

"We found a better one! Get over it! This is do or die!" The admiral defended the decision.

"Speaking of dying, admiral. I wish to speak with the Final Five to hear their input. Technically, they are our leaders."

The admiral began scratching his forehead. Things with Saul were still shaky, but they were getting better. "I'll show you the way."

When they left, the representative from Gemenon spoke to Roslin. "You did not have the authority to decide something like that without consulting us first!"

"You want a vote. Fine. Here is your vote. Stay here and die, or get 2 cubits for that brain and listen to reason!"

"How dare you..!"

"I'll support her." Zarek said.

Everyone turned to him. Laura did not anticipate that. "Really, Tom? What is your angle in this?"

"My angel is to survive. I'll worry about political intrigues later. At least I'm not blinded by religion. Well, not completely. So, all in favor?"

Everyone raised their hand, including the representative from Gemenon, if reluctant. "So unanimous support. Now, Laura, get this thing moving!"

Admiral's office, New Caprica, same time

You know my decision, Ellen!" Saul roared. The Final Five were arguing on their next course of action. As the admiral had invited them into his office to discuss matters with D'Anna, things heated up.

"They lied to us!" Tory argued back. "Roslin knew all this time and said nothing! How can you side with them? Humans always betray, it is in their nature!"

"Humans? You changed sides rather quickly, Tory:" Galen looked at her. "Look, I don't like it either, but no matter what, no matter where I came from... I am staying!"

"So, the chief and me are for staying!" Saul began counting. "Troy is not hiding her intentions, so 2 to 1 for us. Sam?"

"Huuuh, frak me. I mean, wherever Kara is going to be, that's where I am straying."

"So 3 to 1. It's already decided. Ellen?"

"I don't like it either, but ... whatever you chose Saul."

"So, 4 to 1. We stay here. I have never let Bill down, I will not start with it now." Then he looked at the admiral. "But we will have a long talk about this someday, when lives are not at stake."

"Count on it."

New Caprica, ring room, 20 minutes later

Helo and 4 marines returned to make a report on the planet while 2 squads remained behind. As previously said, it was a Caprica type planet, with everything the Colonials would ever need. The place where they ringed to was apparently a sister outpostship of the Kobol. It was docked on the planet surface with a large city of the same design as the ship itself. Large skyscrapers, a road infrastructure, power grid, transporter network, communication network... the works. As far as they could see, the city was mostly intact, but overgrown with plants and overrun in some areas with wild animals. Nothing that a large group of people could not handle and fix. As they restarted the ship and got access to the computers, they say the details of the 3 star systems that were being held together by gravity in the middle of the void between the galaxies. They all originated from the larger galaxy, or as the Colonials called it, Large Kobol galaxy. Based on that, the planets had an abundance of this naquadah material. One moon orbiting a gas giant also had another new material in large deposits. Something called trinium. A matter for Baltar to ponder over, latter. There were 3 habitable planets, 2 in the same star system, one being the one the expedition visited thru the ring. But only that planet was at some point inhabited. The other 2, one of them a gas giant moon, were completely untouched. As for the planet they visited, it had a large shipyard facility in orbit, with several space stations of clearly the same design as the city on the planet. Also, to Helo's surprise, 7 sister ships of the Discovery were in orbit, docked as well as around 2 dozen destroyers of the same category as the Ares. But most of them were in need of maintenance and repairs, so in no shape to help their current situation. The destroyers were also lacking the intergalactic hyperdrive, so they would need a long time to get to them if they were in pristine condition.

After briefing the admiral, the decision was made. The evacuation of the Colonials would begin directly thru the ring. As many as possible. Over 5000 of the Colonials military forces would be send ahead to secure the location and establish some form of order by restarting the facilities there. Then the civilians would follow and take everything that can fit thru the ring with them. To help them in this situation, the Colonials reluctantly accepted the help from the Cylons in the form of Centurion muscle. But the admirals condition was that they have their hand weapons removed prior to that. So now, several hundred Centurions and human form Cylons would follow as well.

As for the fleet, most ships already jumped away to the emergency coordinates. Only Kobol itself remained as well as all but one Battlestar. Once the Kobol reaches orbit, they regroup and set the trap. But the one question was remaining, would the Kobol be able to take the entire Colonial and Rebel Cylon fleet with it to this new location. Would there be sufficient capacity to dock with it? Without it, the Colonial and Cylon fleet would take years to reach it as well as use up all its fuel halfway thru the void.

New Caprica, ring room, 6 hours later

As another group of civilians were moving thru the active ring and then followed by Centurions moving heavy equipment, D'Anna, Boomer and the admiral were looking at the logistical information.

"Well, we moved over 55000 people in this short amount of time. But this is taking too long." D'Anna cursed.

"I agree, but this thing's narrow design is limiting us. Can't help it."

As they were about to begin dialing again, the ring began dialing itself.

"Incoming wormhole." the dialing officer reported.

"Has to be Cavil. Wonder what it is?" D'Anna asked.

As the ring activated, people started to run thru in a chaotic manner. Both Colonial solders, Cylon humans and Centurions, who were turned around shooting at someone, or something. As Cavil jumped thru, he jelled. "Get security here! And for frak's sake, deactivate the ring now!"

He did not get to say anything more. Several blue skinned humanoids rushed thru the ring and engaged the defenders. 2 Centurions tackled one of the invaders, only for one to be froze on the spot while the other began to crumble under the strength of the giant. Another invader raised it's weapon and targeted the Cavil in the back. As he shot several discharges, his target fell to the ground. Then he aimed at the people in front of him. As he was about to pull the trigger, another Centurion grabbed his hand, his fingers turned into claws, and he stabbed him in the chest, as far as possible. But that only annoyed the creature.

More and more Colonials and Centurions appeared in the ring room and with their focused firepower, they managed to begin lowering the enemies numbers. During all of the commotion, Felix managed to deactivate the ring, shutting down the link. The leader of the giants managed to reach the Admiral and began to turn his hand into a piercing weapon made of ice. Before he could strike however, Boomer pushed him aside and took the hit herself. Right thru the chest.

As the last invader was dealt with, the surviving Colonials and Cylons began to help the injured. The admiral turned Boomer on her back and tried to stop the bleeding. "Why?" was the only question he could ask.

"Cough' I guess I owed you... we're even... now..." She looked him directly in the eyes. "I'm afraid. No resurrection... " She died there and then.

During all of this, D'Anna moved to Cavil and did the same thing. "You old fool! What happened?"

"Cough.' They destroyed the 4 Basestars before they could even warn us. Then they invaded and we were barely able to react. They know... they will find this place. They wanted the dialing device. 'Cough'. Frak. Guess this is it." He grabbed D'Anna by her sleeve. "You are in charge now. Listen to our parents... help correct our sins..." His eyes closed as he passed on.

"Frak and hell!" D'Anna cursed.

Saul had arrived with 2 squads of marines as backup during all of this. The admiral stood up after closing Boomers eyes. He walked to the only surviving intruder. He stepped on his chest. Even if the intruder dwarfed the admiral, he did not show any signs of intimidation. He pulled his sidearm and pointed it at the intruder. "What the frak are you? What do you want?!"

The creature smiled. "We are death. We are the ultimate truth of the universe. Everything freezes. Your species is so weak. So pathetic. Just like those creations of yours. Your language,... so easy to learn... To think that the Ancients once thought so highly of you..." The creature then coughed. "You only delayed the inevitable... we will... find..." It died before finishing that sentence.

The admiral removed his leg from it and turned around. "We need to speed the evacuation! Get the Battlestars into a defensive formation! And get Kara over here! She will need to pilot the Kobol!"

Saul had to ask: "Her? Why not Lee or Shaw, or..."

"Lee is on the Discovery, Shaw on the Ares. I'm going to the Galactica and we can't use the Vipers on that thing. It laughed at Cylon Raiders. Our Vipers will not fare any better. And she still is the best pilot we have. That and she used that damn chair. I don't care if she does not like driving a bus. Now she gets to drive a mountain! Get me Baltar, we need to get moving!

Gemenon orbit, minutes later

On the Jötunn ship, commander Bailess was watching the reports. They squashed the pathetic defenses in orbit. As predicted. They detected the subspace signature of an active Astria Porta. As predicted. They took the base where the Astria Porta was located. As predicted. They neutralized the explosives meant to bury the Astria porta. But they did not get a foothold of wherever these humans fled to using it. A minor setback. His scientist were already taking the dialing device apart. The address will soon be in his hands.

Earth, SGC, 2 hours later

As the current members of SG-1 were being debriefed, everyone began to realize the new reality of things. Their secret was not much of a secret anymore. On the many news channels, the speculators were having a field day. The stock markets were falling. Many preachers and 'prophets' were predicting the end of the world. In the end, martial law was imposed in most countries that were part of the Earth council. The same applied to the rest of Earth as well. The markets were closed and all trading halted.

"Well, isn't this a nice surprise." android O'Neill said as he and his team reached the briefing room. "And here I thought that a snake invasion would trigger something like that."

"Nice to see you to, not mini me."

"Oh, haha. Hey, still faster and all of that. So stick it."

"Not with my suit, you're not."

"Everyone, please. The conference is beginning." Hammond said to silence everyone. They were looking at a live feed from the UN, where the representatives of the Council gathered to address the world. The one at the front was the US president himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Today not I, but we address you in our new reality. To tell you the truth that was kept from you for your own safety. The real state of our history... as well as the galaxy."

Colson Industries HQ, minutes later

"I knew that the government was having secrets, but something like this!" Alec Colson said as he and his management staff all watched the announcement.

"Perhaps, but the markets are in a free fall! This is not good." his assistant worried.

"Oh, you worry too much. This is an opportunity for us. Think of how we can help improve humanity with this. We need to get our foot in the door and get contracts with the government." Alec Colson replied.

"Which government. The way I see it, they are all in on it." his best friend added.

New Caprica, orbit, 1 hour later

The planet was now evacuated. Only the Kobol was still in its atmosphere, entering orbit. Kara was indeed flying this mountain, and she detested it.

"OK, finally, we are in orbit. I hate fling this!" she protested.

"Stay focused, captain. We still need you to get us out of here." Felix said as he was monitoring the DRADIS. Then he noticed it. He reached for the wireless. "Admiral. The DRADIS is detecting a hyperspace wake coming our way. Something is approaching us, and I would bet it's not the Cylons!"

On the Galactica, Tigh and Adama were looking at their own DRADIS. "Frak, the frakers are early!" Saul cursed.

"Can't be helped. To all ships, defend Kobol until they can get out of here and the satellite can fire! Also focus fire on their engines. We need to trap them here! All other objectives are secondary!"

In space above New Caprica, a hyperspace window opened up and seconds later, the large Jötunn battleship entered high orbit.

"Frak me. Look at the size of that thing!" commander Garner said as he looked at the Dradis screen. "How I wish Cain was here and in charge! Guess I can't help it. We follow the plan! All weapon ports open fire!"

In space, the fleet opened up on the invader. The Ares and Discovery began flanking it in order to get to its engines.

"Commander! Our power reserves are dropping! We are down to 77%" Shaw's XO reported.

"Hope the modifications to the power grid the 'Builder' recommended hold for a while. The drain is slower than before, but we need to hurry! Helm, full thrust! We need to get behind them!"

In space, the Jötunn ship opened up on the defenders. Its light blue pulse energy weapons began to tear into the Battlestars. The improved naquadah based armor was doing a much better job as the old armor, but it was still a losing battle. The smaller Battlestars were the first to disengage. The 2 Valkyrie's jumped away in order to save themselves. The 2 Mercury's remained for longer, but they too were biting more than they could chew. The Colonials did not use their Vipers or nukes, as they saw how ineffective the Cylons were in using these weapons. The Galactica remained in the back, staying between the satellite and the invader.

As the Kobol began to change course to engage her hyperdrive, the invader switched targets.

"Commander, that Ancient ship is attempting to flee!"

Bailess looked at his 2nd in command. "Drain them. Focus our power siphon generator at that target!"

"We tried. They must use the Vacuum power modules! We cannot drain them!"

Bailess gritted his teeth. "Then destroy them! We can take the 2 ships and that satellite back there for our needs! As for these pests in their flying caskets, get rid of them already!"

The bridge shook. Bailess went to the tactical station to see what had happened. "That annoying little Ancient ship! Disable it already! They knocked out our hyperdrive!"

On the Ares, Shaw had achieved her objective, but at a cost. She was forced to get to the shield perimeter of the invader and concentrate fire at that one point on the shields in hopes to achieve anything. That also worked in the opposite way as the invading ship got many direct hits free of charge. In the end, Shaw decided to ram the shield perimeter and it worked. She managed to disable the engines of her target, but the Ares paid the price. The ship was breaking apart under the heavy fire. She ordered an evacuation to the ring transporters. As one of the last off the ship, she transported to the Discovery, who was also in trouble. As she arrived at the bridge, she saw the Ares go up in an explosion less that 200 meters from the enemy battleship.

"Frak. This is not looking good." She cursed.

"Agreed. We are down to 40% power and shields are failing." Lee agreed as the bridge rocked again.

"Sir, the Kobol is exiting as well!" The DRADIS officer reported.

"Good, let's follow them! Hope the rest can nail them!" Lee ordered.

Both Kobol and Discovery retreated from the battle, leaving only the 2 Mercury's, the Galactica and the satellite left to face the Jötunn battleship.

On the Galactica, Tigh and Adama were looking at the more and more desperate situation.

"Comm, when is the satellite charged!?" The admiral roared.

"Sir, we lost contact. We can't reestablish..."

The ship shook again, violently. "Sir, the Pegasus and Mercury jumped away. We are all that is left."

"Frak. Get us between the satellite and them, and pray."

The Galactica was getting pummeled, her hull getting torn. The armor plating was getting ripped off, exposing critical systems or creating hull breaches. At that moment, the comm officer received a call from the satellite.

"Sir, I have someone on the satellite hailing us."

"This is Cain. Adama, get the hell out of here. The trigger person is dead. I had a feeling something like this could happen, so I decided to stay here. Ill fire the weapon. You get out of here!"

"Cain!? What the frak are you doing there!?" Adama roared over the comm.

"I can't go with you. I will never agree with your holding the Cylons by the hands policy. And the people will not accept me again. My story ends here. At least I get to die the way I wanted to. To protect my people! This is my choice. You promise me to get them to that planet!" The comm went dead.

"Cain!? Cain!? Frak." The admiral looked at captain Gaeta. "Prep the FTL, we are leaving!"

On the satellite, Cain was looking at the main screen. The frakers were not getting out of here.

"Hello sister. I'm going to see you again." Cain said to herself as he pushed the button.

In space, the satellite fired the charged beam of focused energy on the exposed naquadah vein on the moon. The satellite discharged it's whole energy reserve. And the result was as Erian predicted. The moon began to break apart as one explosion followed another, each next one more violent, until the entire moon went up like a small nova. As the shockwave destroyed the satellite, the Galactica made a last second jump. The Jötunn ship was not so fortunate, with her hyperdrive still offline.

Bailess looked at his impending doom. "Heh, I guess these weaklings were not as stupid as I thought."

Deep space, unknown sector, Colonial refugee fleet, Battlestar Galactica

The Galactica had jumped to the emergency coordinates. The fleet was already waiting for her. But as she appeared, her back began to buckle.

In the CIC, many consoles and bulkheads were falling to the ground and burying people under them.

"Ahh... frak." The admiral cursed as he managed to stand up again. "Someone give me sitrep."

"Sir...Ah." Felix Gaeta managed to say as he too was returning to his station after being knocked around. "Sir, the fleet is here with the exception of the Ares. As for the Galactica... we have multiple hull breaches, main power is fluctuation and,... frak... sir, our hull is compromised. We broke her back. She will never jump again."

"Damn." The admiral began to remove the rubble until he found someone. An unconscious Saul Tigh, with a heavy would to his head. "We need medics here yesterday! And get me the Kobol on the line."

Delmak, same time

Anubis had returned to his new HQ as he disposed of the Aschen. In his main bio laboratory, he and Thoth were discussing the Kull program.

"I think that we can have several divisions ready within 2 weeks, my lord."

"Very well. But improve this for the next batch. I need this down to a week. Understood?"

"Yes, my lord. There is one more thing. Nirrti was asking to see you."

"Really? She is asking to see ME? Interesting. I'll humor her."

Anubis left Thoth to go back to work.

As he entered the laboratory where Nirrti was stationed, he looked at the bit tank where more Kull experiments were being conducted.

"So, what is it? This better be important."

Nirrti stopped her work on the gene re-sequencer and looked at Anubis. "I have done as you asked. I helped you with these creatures. Why am I still here? You don't need me anymore."

"Indeed I don't, my dear. But did you really think I would honor our deal?"

She smirked. "No, I did not. But since that thing you call a son is not on the planet at the moment, I thought that this is the best time for this." She turned back to her console and pressed several buttons. The 2 Kull warriors behind Anubis began acting strange. Then they pointed their wrist mounted weapons at Anubis. "I may not be a genius on your level, but I learned allot from you. Including how to genetically program these warriors to obey me, when I activate an override in their helmets. Now, my warriors, kill him!"

Nothing happened. "I said to kill him!" Still nothing.

"Did you really think I did not see your attempted betrayal? I let you scheme behind my back to see how far you would get. And if it would amuse me. I easily undid your tampering. Not that it would have made a difference. I cannot be killed by the likes of you, or them." Anubis then turned around and began to leave the laboratory. "My warriors, kill her."

This time, they did not hesitate.

Deep space, unknown sector, Colonial refugee fleet, Kobol outpostship, medical bay, 1 day later

The morale was low, even if they scored a victory. But to have to evacuate a 2nd time in a short amount of time was something the people had a hard time accepting. Since the fleet was in a star system, the evacuation thru the ring continued, but at a slower pace, now that the danger was over. A raptor jumped into the system where New Caprica was and confirmed the destruction of the planet as well as the alien ship. They had found hull fragments of it.

The fleet would meet up with the Cylon survivors in a week's time. But for the moment, treating the wounded and burying the dead took priority. The admiral entered the medical bay, which was filled to capacity and beyond. The president was there already, helping where she could. That was one thing he always liked about her. She was not above getting her hands dirty. But his objective was his old friend. Cylon or not.

As he reached his bed, he saw it. Saul's face was bandaged up over the right side. "Hey, Bill. Nce to see you. How's the fleet?"

"Heh, good to see you too, old friend. The fleet is as good as it can be expected. We made a decision. We are taking the fleet to that star system that Erian told us about. The one we are already evacuating people to."

"Frak, Bill, that is a longer trip that this galaxy is long!"

"Yeah. We'll just have to dock all the ships to the Kobol and let her drag them there. with 3 crystals, that is no longer a power issue. But space issue is a problem. We can't take everything. We and the Cylons have too many ships for all to dock. Some will be left behind. We are still crunching the numbers. And with all the extra mass and damaged engines, it will take at least 2 months to get there."

"I see." Saul said as he looked around a bit, as if he did not want to ask the next question. "How's the old girl?"

The admiral knew what was coming. "She can't go with us. We could take her, but other ships are more valuable that an old now broken Battlestar. She can't jump anymore. With all the damage she took, that last jump broke her hull integrity. We will take what we can off her and then give her a proper burial. Well guide her into the star in this solar system."

"Frak. She carried us so far, only to..."

"Yeah, I know. But we have to move on. We have our people to guide and protect. She will not be forgotten."

"So where will her crew be put? On the Kobol?"

"Most of them. Me, well, the Pegasus now needs a commanding officer. Garner died during the battle and the ship needs a commander. I will always prefer my Galactica,... but I have to play the hand I got."

"Huh, I see. What about Shaw?"

"She will be on medical leave for a while, like you."

"Well, if you need an XO, I'm ready and willing. Already served on a Valkyrie and a Galactica class. Guess a Mercury is the next logical step." Saul smiled.

Adama was not smiling. "How are you?"

"Huh... well I'll spare you the trouble asking. When the DRADIS screen, and I mean all of the damn thing, fell on my head, it dislodged my eye and crushed it. It's gone. Not even these fancy healing things can heal something that is not there anymore. Guess I'll need a patch."

"I see. And Ellen, how is she taking this?"

"She will manage. The doc had to throw her out cause she did not leave for hours. She will be back in a few."

"Speaking of, well, you Five. D'Anna will ask you to help in recreating resurrection once we get to our new home."

"Yeah, not a fan of that. Did not work out the first time, did it."

Their talk was interrupted, as Dee, who was also helping the wounded, noticed that Erian was awake again. Many people, including the admiral and the president went to his bed.

"Did it work?"

"Yes, it worked. Thanks to your help and information." Dee informed him, smiling and whipping a tear from her cheek.

"Good to hear. My time is at an end. I must leave you."

"Leave us? But we have so many questions. So much for you to teach us. You can't die!"

"My child, who said anything about dying?"

Everyone looked confused at that statement after Dee translated it.

Erian's vital signs stopped. Cottle went to him in order to check. As he shook his head to indicate that the patient was dead, Erian's body began to glow. Then it disappeared as it turned into energy, leaving his clothes behind.

"By the god's!" was what most said.

"This is a sign of god." The Two in the room added.

The energy then disappeared, leaving the Colonials and Cylons stunned. Most religious people there did not know if to parse the Lords or curse the Titan's.

Deep space, unknown sector, Colonial refugee fleet, Battlestar Galactica.

20 minutes later, the Colonial and Cylon leadership arrived in Adamas quarters on board the crippled Galactica to discuss the next step. The Cylons arrived thru the ring as their fleet still had the one from the 13th Earth.

Admiral Adama was staring into the ceiling, an expression of utter shock seen on his face. His son Lee and president Roslin were sitting next to him, with similar expressions. "If it is true, then we really fraked up. All of us."

"Dad, look, there is no real reason to believe..."

"And why NOT!? What purpose would a deception like this have!?" the admiral shouted.

"Who would have thought that a bombshell would have been presented to us after we finally..."

The admiral interrupted her: "What is done is done. All that is left is for us to decide, where we go from here on. Everything we learned and heard in the last days has me convinced. Our 'Lord's' are not gods. And we failed our obligation that the builders gave us!"

"So, what do we do?" Roslin asked him.

"We go to our new home and then find out the fate of our cousins."

"The Quorum will never back an idea like that, not after everything that has happened. We need to rebuild first."

"Erian helped us. Without him..."

"I know, but we can't push this, Bill!"

"Ehhmm. Not wanting to interrupt this little lovers quarrel, but there is still the issue with us." D'Anna asked.

"There is no issue. The Quorum, if reluctantly, accepted the deal. Human and Cylon will work together from here on. No exploiting each other. we will even give Tory a seat on the Quorum as the 13th representative."

"I see. That works for me. And what of the remaining Cavils?" D'Anna replied, satisfied.

"I assume they can't follow us, even if they would know where we are going?"

D'Anna shook her head.

"Then let them hide near that black hole for all we care. They still think that these creatures are still out there. They will hesitate to move out." The admiral replied.

"So back to the original topic. Any ideas on what that was?" Roslin asked.

"Perhaps he is with the Lords now?" Lee responded.

"The Lords or the one true god, I say it is something that can be explained with science!" Baltar argued.

"Some things can't be explained by science, Gaius." D'Anna argued back.

"Not by your science, at least." was a voice that came from... nowhere.

"Oh no, not you again." Baltar muttered.

"Gaius, it's them." Caprica confirmed. Their illusion friends were talking, but not showing themselves.

"Wait... that was that imagination thing you two had?" D'Anna asked. "Then why can I hear them?"

"We can all hear them. I suppose we have you two to thank for this guidance?" The admiral asked no one in particular.

"Yes ,but now we say our goodbye. We cannot guide you anymore."

"Why not?" Baltar asked.

"Beyond your understanding." The female voice replied. "But thank you for returning my brother back to me."

Everyone in the room looked at each other. "Brother? Did she mean... the builder?" Was the common question.

Earth, SGC, medical bay, 1 day later

Maybourne was still in bed. The tritonin had worked wonders, but the doctors insisted. and he was getting restless. A knock on the door got his attention.

"Hey, Jack. Thanks for visiting me!"

"Yeah, brought you something." He threw him a bag.

"Oh, a burger. Thanks. The food here is..."

"Yeah, not so good. Can't see the green jello anymore myself."

"So, I've been watching the news. A real shit storm. Am glad not to be in your shoes, when you have to explain this to the endless comities."

"Heh, and I'm glad not to be in Woolsey's or any other politician at the moment. The Alliance council gave Earth's representative an earful and I can't blame them. They put Earth on probation for a year for us to get our act together and clean house. So more work for you, sorry. We just can't be sure that there is not another Simmons out there. On the bright side, Kinsey will see the inside of a cell this time. He couldn't talk his way out of this one."

As Harry was eating his burger, he smirked. "Let's be honest here. You just can't wait to get your parody episode on the Simpsons."

O'Neill smirked. "You know me too good."

"Yeah, me too." Android O'Neill said as he too came to visit Maybourne, who stopped eating.

"My god, my worst nightmare. Two of you! Please tell me they did not clone you."

"Nah, this is my terminator me. The clone is still a work in progress. will need Thor and Loki for that."

"What are you talking about?" Android O'Neill asked.

"Don't worry about it. all part of the plan."

"Whatever. Let's go fishing. Now that the world knows, having an android copy will not be a shocker. well it will, but you know what I mean!"

"Hey, Jack, before you go, I need to know 2 things. First, have you found out who the mole working for Simmons was?"

"Yeah, a pencil pusher in the communication department on New Terra. That has the Alliance enraged more than anything else. And the other thing?"

"Why has the staff here been saying some weird things about 2 dr. Weir's?"

Both Jack's laughed and explained the situation to Harry.

"Great, you a robot, she a copy from another time line. Does it sound weird to anyone or is it just me?"

"No it's you Harry." Android O'Neill teased.

"Besides, while we don't know how, that other Weir, as she died, did that whole ascension thing. Or at least I think it was. Daniel tried to explain it to me but I wasn't listening."

Deep space, unknown sector, Colonial refugee fleet, Kobol outpostship, 2 days later

The Galactica was stripped of everything valuable that could be taken. A remote control was put into her navigational system, to help her in her final jurney.

The military leadership of the Coloinals gathered in the ring room.

"She was a good ship. The best. I began my career on her and now I will end her career. She kept her people safe and defended humanity as she was intended to. The Battlestar Galactica. She will not be forgotten.

In space, the Galactica ignited her main sub light engines, departing from the fleet. Her course was aimed directly at the sun of this star system

In the ring room, the admiral saluted her for a final time. The other officers did the same.

Higher planes of existence, days before

Weir was looking around. She did not understand where she was. Or why she was young again. she appeared to be in some sort of restaurant, but no one she asked, talked to her. Then the waitress came to her. "What will it be, dear?"

"Emm, excuse me? But where am I?"

"I think we should have a talk, Elizabeth." The man that appeared opposite of her, sitting behind the same table, said. It was Janus.

"Janus. Why are you interrupting." The waitress asked.

"You way takes too long, Oma." Then he looked at weir again and smiled. "It has been a long time."

Decided to end the Galactica with honors, similar to the original ending. But the reason I did this is because I agree with many writers that it made no sense to sacrifice the beast instead of the rust bucket in the original series. But don't worry. This is not the end of the Galactica.