When Lee knocked on the hatch to his father's office a couple afternoons later, he was surprised to see the Admiral working on crayon drawings with Kacey at his desk. "Dad?"

"Come on in," Adama told him. "Kara had to fill in for one of her pilots on CAP, so I have an assistant for the afternoon."

"Drawing up battle plans?" Lee asked with a smile. Adama looked to the multi-colored scribbles on Kacey's paper.

"I sure hope not," he replied with a chuckle.

Another knock sounded on the frame of the Admiral's open hatch. The LSO was waiting with some files. "I guess I'm popular today," Adama told Lee as he stood, putting Kacey down on his chair, and went to talk with Captain Kelly.

"Pretty?" Kacey asked Lee, holding up her picture.

"Yep…I got something for you."

"Present?"

"Uh-huh. Have you ever had chocolate?" Kacey's eyes instantly lit up. "I'll take that as a yes," Lee said with a laugh. "When I was little, and my dad would come back from the other colonies, he'd bring candy or chocolate for me and my brother." Lee pulled a little baggie out of his pocket. "We'd always have to eat it in the backyard so our mom wouldn't see."

Kacey smiled, popping a little piece into her mouth. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Adama returned, smiling at the sight of the two of them together. "I need to borrow your playmate, Miss Kacey," he told the little girl. "Can you work on some more decorations for my walls while I talk to Lee?" She nodded.

Lee got up and joined his father over on the couch. "You're sneaking her sweets?" the Admiral asked.

"Figured I'd pass on the tradition. And the alternative would have been me eating them."

They went over the paperwork that Lee had brought from the Pegasus, discussing issues with each of their crews. The conversation eventually turned a little more personal. "Is she doing okay?" Lee asked, tipping his head in Kacey's direction.

"There haven't been any other incidents. Kara's been keeping her behind closed doors more, though." Lee frowned.

"Really?"

"I have a feeling it wasn't totally her idea." He considered that for a moment. "How are you doing?" Adama continued. "How's Dee?"

"Not speaking to me at the moment, but I'm getting used to that."

"What happened?"

"The usual. Sometimes I wonder how we wound up together in the first place." Adama had often wondered the same thing, but didn't make that comment out loud.

Lee looked at the wall clock, "I should be getting back to the Pegasus," he told his father, standing up to leave. Kacey toddled over, holding one of her drawings. She presented the sheet of paper to Lee. "I like that blue," he told her, pointing to the color on the page.

She smiled. "For you."

"I can keep it?" She nodded. "Thank you."

Adama looked to the clock as well. "Kara should be getting off shift in a few minutes. Should we head down to find her?" he asked Kacey.

"I can take her," Lee said.

"You sure?"

"I'm going that way anyway."

Kacey ran over to give Adama a hug. "Bye-bye, Grandpa," she told him.

"Bye, Kacey."

Lee was stunned. "She thinks you're her grandfather?"

"Her mother's idea," the Admiral told his son. "Although I didn't complain." Kacey put her little hand inside of Lee's, and after he also said goodbye, they stepped out into the hall.

Lee wasn't even going to bother denying that he felt jealous. Cylon hybrid or not, Kara had been able to do something for his father that he hadn't. Now that he thought about it, he didn't even know if his wife wanted children, although he didn't really like the idea of having them with her anyway. For some reason that he wasn't going to admit to himself, he'd always pictured fair-haired little rugrats clamoring for his father's attention whenever he'd pictured the Old Man with grandkids – and now Kara had gone and done it, and without him.

Kara was just climbing down from her cockpit when they got to the hangar deck. Lee said his goodbyes before heading for the Raptor that was waiting for him, and Kara took Kacey back to their quarters. Things for her had been tense the past few days. Sam hadn't mentioned leaving Galactica again, but she was pretty sure he was simply waiting for the right opportunity. Kara hadn't wanted anything to happen that could give him ammunition against staying, so she'd been keeping Kacey close when she could. Eventually it would blow over, or so she hoped.

Lee headed for his office when he got back to the Pegasus; he had a lot of work waiting for him. As he sat down, he remembered that he'd put Kacey's picture in his pocket. He removed the piece of paper and unfolded it, laying it out on his desk. The splash of color stood out between ordered piles of reports, bringing a slight smile to his face. He propped the drawing up against a picture frame already on his desk and got to work.

Dualla came in an hour or so later with the latest logs from the bridge. "Thank you," he told her. She just nodded once, and had started to turn around to leave when she noticed the picture. Her curiosity overruled her desire to keep up the silent treatment.

"What is that?"

"A crayon drawing."

She rolled her eyes. "I figured that out for myself, Lee. Where'd you get it?"

"Kacey made it. A thank you for bringing her some chocolate, I guess."

Dee raised an eyebrow. "The Cybrid?"

"She's a kid, Dee."

"Since when?" He didn't reply. "Oh, I get it. She's KARA's kid. Right? That's the only thing setting her apart from any other Cylon the fleet's found."

"That's not true."

"Sure, Sir," she shot back with a very sarcastic salute before leaving. Lee sighed. He'd probably be sleeping in his office again.

TBC...