There was good food, good music, speeches from the quorum, Roslin, and Adama. Overall, the night appeared to be a complete success; spirits were good and fleet morale was pretty high.

"Dance with me?" Lee asked Kara at one point after they'd been doing some obligatory mingling with the captains of other ships.

"I suppose," she teased him.

Lee had purposely chosen to find and wear an actual suit instead of his dress uniform. For one night, they could be nobodies, blending with everyone else. They didn't have to worry about the fleet or the war or anything else.

"Are you going to kick my ass if I tell you you're the most beautiful woman in here?" Lee asked at one point.

"Depends. Make it worth my while not to." He fished in his pocket for something, and then showed it to her – a key. "Oh, you were just trying to butter me up because you wanted something."

Lee smiled. "Depends. Is it working?"

Kara took the key from him. "We can't stay here the whole night."

"Then I guess we should probably ditch the festivities now."

When Kara woke up a few hours later, it took a second for her to realize where she was – a bed in a stateroom on the Intersun Liner. She could feel a warm weight next to her that wasn't normally there, and an arm was draped across her stomach. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that Lee was awake, blue eyes watching her.

"Hey," he quietly said.

"How long have you been staring at me?"

Lee smiled. "A while. And I've been thinking."

"That's never a good sign." That comment was rewarded with a poke in the side.

"I'm allowed to be introspective," he told her. "It's been quite a night."

Kara smiled. "Mmm. Well worth the wait."

He cocked an eyebrow at her. "The wait?"

"Nevermind…You're right, it's been quite a night."

"Who would have thought we could go this long without trying to kill each other, let alone…"

"Let alone be happy together?"

"Yeah."

She laughed. "Nobody."

He was quiet for a moment. "Move in with me."

Kara rolled over to look him in the eyes. "What?"

"You and Kacey. Move in with me."

"Are you serious?"

"We're together all the time anyway, and it would free up a set of quarters for someone else."

"So this is just about practicality?"

"You know it's not."

"And what happens a few weeks or months from now when one of us gets scared and does something stupid?"

"I don't know…We remember tonight?"

She thought about that for a long moment. "Okay. But YOU're moving in with US."

Cally had gone to bed with Nicholas, but Tyrol was still up when Kara lightly knocked on his door upon arriving back on Galactica with Lee. "Thanks, Chief," she quietly told him.

"No problem. She's a great kid."

Kara leaned over the couch, carefully trying to gather her daughter in her arms without waking her. "Mommy?" the little girl sleepily whispered.

"Shh, go back to sleep." Kacey laid her head on her shoulder and obeyed.

Lee was waiting in the hallway, and walked back with them to their quarters. "I guess I should get going," he said as Kara finished tucking Kacey in.

"It's after two AM," Kara told him. "Just stay here for the night."

"You sure?"

"We better get used to it, right?"

Lee smiled. "Yeah."

Considering how late it had been when they got to sleep, Kara wasn't at all thrilled to wake up to the sound of the ship's klaxons going off only two hours after going to bed. Pilots weren't being called to their fighters; the fleet was just going to jump away. However Lee still wanted to head up to the CIC and find out what was going on. Just before he made it to the battlestar's nerve center, the ship took a couple heavy impacts that knocked nearly everyone from their feet.

"Were those nukes?" he asked as he walked to the center console. Adama shook his head.

"Ships." The admiral raised the intercom to his mouth. "All hands, prepare for jump." Time and space bent nauseatingly as the ship moved faster than the speed of light to its next destination.

"All ships present and accounted for," Helo reported in from his station. Lee followed his father over to the DC board – at the moment, it didn't look good.

"We've got bad fires topside," Captain Kelly reported. "Teams are on their way."

"Why the frak are they starting with the kamikaze tactic again?" Lee asked.

"Hardest thing to protect against," Adama quietly replied.

The DC lights for half the starboard side of the ship suddenly went out – not red, not green, just out. "What the…" Lee muttered.

"There must be a short somewhere," Kelly said, smacking an open palm against the board as if that would actually fix it. The lights in the entire room flickered.

"We just lost sensor data and power to most of the ship," one of the other bridge officers reported. Adama turned to Helo.

"Where did those ships hit?" he asked.

He looked through his data. "Um, one of them was confirmed by Colonial One as destroyed on impact, topside. The other…starboard side, near the landing pod, also assumed destroyed."

Adama sighed. "Assuming gets us killed."

"They got onboard?" Lee asked his father, and received a curt nod in return.

"Where are Kara and Kacey?" the admiral asked, and wasn't surprised to see his son immediately bolt out the door.

TBC...

Yeah, another cliffhanger. We're actually getting really close to the end...