A/N : I'm aware of small mistakesin previous chapter, but don't worry, they were fixed as soon as I got home and re-read whole fic. Again, I do not own characters/ships from Battlestar Galactica or Star Trek, my OC are mine.

Two hours later, USS Enterprise shuttle bay.

-Raptor with Commander Adama and president Roslin on approach.

-Tent hut! - shouts my XO, as soon as the shuttlecraft, or should I say support fighter? Touched down our deck. Everyone went into stern position, damn, even I did that, even if I still outrank Adama, but I do not President of Twelve Colonies.

-Admiral. - says old man.

-Commander, Madame President. Welcome on board of The Enterprise. Those men are my crew, captain Corspa, my XO, commander Spock, science officer, commander Montgomery Scott, best engineer we ever had, lieutenant commander Joanna Gałecka, my navigator and also my firstborn ...

-Dad ...

-And finally lieutanat Yolat, my pilot.

-Nice to meet you. Can we speak in private? Or atleast you and your XO with both of us?

-Sure, follow me, I'll show you the way towards observation deck. - we head to the turbolift that takes us to deck 5 where it's located. As we enter the private room, we can see magnificent view to nebula and Galactica.

-So, you say that your fleet is huge? - asks Adama.

-Huh?

-You said Federation, and by the number on your hull I can say that you have 1701 ships.-I burst into small laughter. - What?

-This number is just registry one, in fact we have over three thousand ships in Starfleet, but only 100 are designed for deep space exploration, Enterprise is one of them.

-Oh, and your weapons are extremely powerful, I saw that basestar vanishing after one shot.

-It's thanks to overload in our main couplings, in order not to fry them we had to reroute power to port phaser array.

-Those nukes caused it?

-Yes, your ship wasn't affected with EMP blast thanks to our size.

-I still didn't thank you for that.

-No need commander, any other Starfleet officer would do the same thing.

-I see, but when I was travelling to the Enterprise I saw some turrets with standard guns, or am I wrong?

-You are not, those are indeed standard guns.

-Why would starship like that need them?

-Well, in our reality we have shields which are protecting us from enemy fire, phasers can be stopped by them, but not guns. Only kinetic barriers can stop normal shells, but only Federation ships have them.

-What if both systems fails?

-We have very old protection system, that was used almost 150 years ago, we simply polarize our hull, it gives small protection, but can stand only few hits.

-Bill, you forgot about main question - adds Roslin

-Oh right, sorry. Do you know where Earth is located?

-If this region of space is the same as our, then we do. Can you send us your maps, so we can compare them to our?

-Sure, we will.

-Bill ... - says President

-Jesus, Laura, you are white as wall.

-I don't feel very well - she says, and looses her consciousness.

-LAURA! - shouts Adama. I barley manage to catch her.

-What's wrong with her?

-She has breast cancer that had spread into her brain, our doctor says she has five to six months.

-Bah, we can cure her. - I look at Corspa who is giving me a weird look. - What?

-What about altering timeline?

-To hell with it, we did it before.

Meanwhile Laura wakes up, she looks pretty tired.

-Uhhhh, I should gave you a warning before we set off.

-It's not your fault.

-Madame President? - I ask

-Yes captain?

-I know about your sickness, do you want us to cure it? - I see as her jaw drops to the floor.

-Wait ... can you actually do it?

-Of course we can.

-I don't know ... I need some time to think about it.

Then all lights turn into red and alarm turns on.

-Red alert! Captain to the bridge!

-Excuse me, you'd better stay here with my XO.

-Sure.

I run to nearby turbolift that takes me directly to the bridge.

-What the frak is going on?

-Sir, you won't believe it, but we have another baseship incoming at our position, they will get into firing range in 2 minutes.

-Full power to shields! Phasers and main guns on standby!

-We got incoming small craft, probably fighters.

-Fire AAA guns, create cover for the fleet. Uhura, give me contact with Corspa.

-Yes sir!

-Corspa here.

-Get Adama and Roslin to transporter room and have them beamed over Galactica.

-Roger that.

-Mr.Gałecka, bring us closer to the fleet, Yolat prepare main and secondary battery, we will do it in old way!

-With pleasure dad! - says my daughter. I give her wide smile. Damn, she's almost as her mother, I wish my Asia was still alive.

-Incoming enemy missiles!

-Keep firing flak!

-They are different than previous ones, not nukes nor HE.

-Then?

-God knows.

-Do Vulcans believe in god? - I ask Spock.

-I am using typtical human language captain.

One of our AAA rounds hits one rocket detonating it, whole screen is flushed with bright light.

-Osz kurwa mać! - I say in my native language.

Everything on board explodes, are we dead?