Laura entered Bill's office in a huff without saying a word. She locked the door behind her and sat down on the sofa beside Bill.

"Bad day?" He asked Laura

"Try bad month."

"Tell me about it. I have been so busy I've barely had time to breathe properly."

"And on top of all the other problems, paperwork a mile high, press hanging on the bell all day, religious leaders pestering me day and night, my aide Tory has decided that this is the perfect time to start a family, she's pregnant."

"I'm going to be a grandfather." Bill said simply.

"Why Bill, that's good news."

"It would be if I could be happily oblivious to how said child was conceived, however the details of which are shoved in my face every twenty minutes."

" I wish I could say I knew how you felt Bill, but I've never had children of my own."

"Well at least the worst of it is over." Bill smiled over at Laura, "Can I offer you some algae?"

"No, I'm not quite as hungry when I realize that's all we have to eat."

"How about some ambrosia?" Bill leaned over conspiratorially.

"You mean you still have some?" Laura's mouth was agape. "I figured everyone would be out."

"I kept a bottle or two laid away…" Bill trailed off. He went over to his hiding place and pulled out one of his two secret bottles of ambrosia, this one was only about three quarters full. He pulled out two fancy crystal glasses and set them down on the coffee table. He set the bottle down but didn't fill the glasses.

"Didn't you just offer me ambrosia?" Laura puzzled.

"Well, the way I see it, you still owe me a neck-rub." Bill grinned at Laura and she grinned back at him. She went to work on Bill's shoulders. Working out all the little knots, listening to his responses and learning to touch him how he liked to be touched.

"Mmm…that's the spot…ah…a little harder please." Bill groaned. Bill was very much enjoying himself, but he found Laura's hands a little too stimulating. In fact he was wondering what those amazing hands of hers could do with the rest of his body. But he was soon disappointed as Laura picked up the bottle of ambrosia and poured them both a glass.

"Oh, just what I needed." Laura sighed as she sipped her ambrosia.

"Me too. Well actually not quite what I needed." Bill said loosening the collar of his uniform. Laura crossed her legs, and Bill's eyes were drawn to one of her most beautiful features. He was struck by how much he loved this beautiful, amazing woman. Sex with her, would not just be sex, it would be something much more.

"What I need, Laura is some good, honest, wholesome, old-fashioned love-making." Bill looked up into Laura's eyes, which twinkled.

Without a word, Laura got to her feet and smiled at Bill. She gently caressed his cheek and kissed him. "You know." Laura started, "I've been feeling like that too lately…" Then Bill started to touch Laura. It was slow and tender and unbelievably passionate, and this was just through her clothes. Bill claimed her mouth with his kissing her so deeply that Laura's knees shook slightly. He slowly eased her out of her blazer as his mouth went to her neck finding all her sensitive spots and all her ticklish spots. Laura wrapped her arms around Bill's neck and started trailing kisses across his face. Bill led Laura then to his bed, or perhaps Laura pulled Bill, neither could remember which of them started this. It was slow starting with soft touches and caresses every inch of bare skin was exposed and explored by hands and mouth. Bill kissed every finger, every toe. He worshipped Laura's entire body. And then Laura explored Bill, all the scars and the old war wounds and kissed then all and he told her the stories of each one. Then the explorations became more heated with hands and mouths working on each other's most sensitive areas resulting in gasps of pleasure and sighs of joy. They were both completely bared to the other. Bill removed his wedding band and shoved it into a drawer, his wife was dead, this love was alive and in his arms. Then they came together completely fitting so well, like the best lovers do. They moved together on the bed, Bill's eyes staring right into Laura's. After a while she surprised him by flipping him onto his back and taking the reins, so to speak. Bill was quite quiet, but Laura was a screamer, half the ship must have heard her release.

When it was over, they lay sated in the other's arms. Not even enough energy to roll over or get dressed, just to lay in memories.

Unfortunately, Lee Adama had been waiting to see his father for a quarter of an hour. And from outside the door he heard the sounds of wild, passionate lovemaking coming from within his Dad's office. He heard the voices and sounds of his father making love to a woman. Lee reacted how any mature, self-respecting person would act. He put his fingers in his ears and started humming an old colonial drinking song Kara had taught him. Unfortunately he could not block out the woman's scream.

"OH GODS!!! OH BILL!!! I!!! UH!!! LOVE YOU!!!!"

Lee quickly turned around and ran back to the medical bay where Kara was receiving her ultra-sound, he was hoping that his father would have come to see his first grandchild, but Bill had sounded very busy to Lee.

"Where's the Admiral?" Kara asked Lee.

"He was…occupied."

"What? You mean…?'

"Yeah, I'd have never guessed it. Dad's a nooner."