6:10 P. M. outside Beth's apartment building, Jennifer and Jeffrey were sitting and waiting in Jennifer's car as Number-Six was being dropped off by Gregg next too the car. Number-Six, Jennifer and Jeffrey got a good look at each other's faces before Number-Six turned and walked towards the building.
A short time later, as Number-Six was reaching her floor, she saw Jeremy and Beth talking just outside Beth's apartment. Beth was holding two large containers of homemade Christmas cookies that Jeremy had just given her. Beth was wearing sweat pants, a sleeveless shirt that showed most of her shoulders and no socks or shoes. Beth's long hair was loose and flowed down her back.
Beth saw Number-Six approaching with a dumbfounded look upon her face as she stared at Jeremy. Jeremy turned to see what Beth was looking at.
When Number-Six was a few feet from them, Beth asked, "Are you okay, Savannah?"
Number-Six gestured towards Jeremy and said, "There's a kid who looks just like him in a car outside."
Before Beth was able to answer, Jeremy said, "It was me out there. I'm just fast."
Number-Six looked at Jeremy in a skeptical manner as Beth said, "Jeremy's messing with you. The kid outside is Jeremy's twin brother Jeffrey."
"I didn't think twin siblings could look so identical," said Number-Six.
Jeremy looked at Number-Six in a perplexed manner and asked, "Where you from, Mars?"
Beth said in a quick and stern manner, "Jeremy, be nice. You and Jeffrey do look more identical than many identical twins."
"You can tell me and Jeffrey apart in a second so we must not look that much alike," said Jeremy.
"I've been around you and Jeffrey since the day you two were born, so I know what to look for on how to identify you two," said Beth. She then slightly lifted the containers of cookies. "Anyway, tell your mom thanks for bringing me some cookies, although I can't possibly eat all of this without gaining thirty or more pounds."
"Mom and grandma figured that you would want to share them at work," said Jeremy. "That's why mom had me bring up so many."
"I'm definitely going to share them," said Beth. She then glanced at Number-Six for a second. "Well, your mom is waiting for you so you should get going, and tell your mom that I'll call her later."
"Okay; bye Beth," said Jeremy as he began to back away.
"Bye," said Beth.
When Jeremy turned and walked towards the stairs, Number-Six asked, "Is he related to you?"
"He's my cousin; his mother and my mother are sisters," said Beth. She then looked at the top cookie container. "Can I offer you a cookie? Perhaps even several?"
Number-Six hesitated before saying, "Sure. I'll try one."
"Follow me in to my kitchen so I can put these down and I'll be happy to give you some," said Beth.
As Beth and Number-Six were entering Beth's apartment, Number-Six said, "For now I'll just have one."
As Beth was carrying the cookies towards the kitchen, Beth said, "My grandma is the one who baked the cookies and for fair warning my grandma is an excellent cook, so stopping at one cookie might be next to impossible."
Beth's hair was only covering a small portion of the tattoo on her left shoulder and as Number-Six gazed at it she said, "You have me wanting the cookie now."
After walking into the kitchen, Beth put the cookie containers on the kitchen table and then opened the top container. The cookies in the container were peanut butter, sugar and two different kinds of chocolate chip cookies. The sugar cookies were made in a butterfly shape.
Beth picked up a chocolate chip cookie and just before taking a bite, she gestured towards the cookies and said, "Help yourself."
Number-Six picked up one of the sugar cookies and as she held it up she asked, "Do you like this design?"
Beth swallowed the bite she took and said, "Jeremy's mom is the butterfly fanatic so the butterfly shapes are her doing."
"You must like the butterflies too since you have one tattooed on your shoulder," said Number-Six.
"The tattoo on my shoulder is supposed to represent a viceroy butterfly," said Beth. "The word viceroy is also tattooed just below it in small letters and I actually got that tattoo for symbolic reasons more so than that I like butterflies. Which I do like butterflies; I just don't want butterflies on everything like my Aunt Jennifer does."
"I'm going to be showing my lack of knowledge on this, but what symbol does the viceroy has?" asked Number-Six. She then took a bite of the cookie.
"The viceroy butterfly almost has the exact markings of a monarch butterfly and if a person doesn't know what to look for, he or she can't tell the two butterflies apart," said Beth. "The viceroys are not poisonous to predatory animals, but the monarchs are and the predators know to leave the monarchs alone. The animals too can't tell the difference between the two butterflies so the viceroys fly around, free from harm while living off of the monarchs' reputation."
Number-Six swallowed the bite she took and asked, "So do you consider yourself like the viceroy?"
"I would have to say that I'm more like the monarch than the viceroy," said Beth. "The reputation I have I actually achieved on my own. I got the tattoo when I was thirteen and during that time I would have liked to go through life free from harm without having to defend myself."
"I would think that being thirteen would be too young to be getting a tattoo," said Number-Six.
"Extremely," said Beth. "At the time though, I was tired of being dragged to formal political dinners and wearing formal gowns so I did what I knew that would piss off my parents."
"Were your parents pissed off?" asked Number-Six.
"Oh yeah," said Beth. "I was grounded for six months and the sad part is that it didn't change a thing; except that my parents made be wear dresses that covered the tattoo."
Number-Six smiled. She then said, "I'm thinking of what you said earlier about you having to defend yourself and I find it hard to image that you being in fights."
"Actually I was given no choice in the matter," said Beth.
"What do you mean?" asked Number-Six.
"Well, when I was eleven there was this twelve-year-old girl who thought that she could bully other girls and a couple of boys around and I had to prove to her that I wasn't anyone's prey," said Beth. "When I was fifteen, another girl who was two years older than me also tried to bully me around. The second one found out faster than the first one that I was no prey."
Beth while acting on instinct turned towards her house phone. Just as she was facing the phone, she realized to what she had done and quickly turned away. Number-Six saw Beth's movement along with her nervous behavior as Beth stared downward and took another bite of her cookie.
"Are you okay?" asked Number-Six as the phone rang.
"I'm fine," said Beth. She then gestured towards the phone. "And I need to get that." Number-Six looked at Beth in a curious manner as Beth walked over and picked up the phone. "Hello."
"Hey, it's me; Spence," he said. "What are you doing?"
"I'm in the kitchen and talking to Savannah," said Beth.
Spence asked in a shock manner, "Savannah's there?"
"Yeah, and I'm okay with you coming by," said Beth. "Just don't break any traffic laws to get here."
"Am I that predictable that you know what I was going to do?" asked Spence.
"Yeah, in this case you are," said Beth.
"Well, I'm leaving the precinct and I'll be there in a few minutes," said Spence.
"Okay, I'll see you then," said Beth. "Bye."
Beth hung up and as she looked at Number-Six, Number-Six said, "You looked at that phone just before it rang. Did you know it was about to ring?"
"No," said Beth as she shook her head. "When you saw me looking at the phone, I was thinking that I needed to call my mom back to find out what she wanted, but I'm not really in a hurry to find out what she wants. The phone ringing a second later was a coincidence." Beth suddenly got the urge to turn towards the front door, but as she stopped herself, Number-Six again saw Beth acting in a nervous manner. Before Number-Six was able to say anything there was a knock at the door. Beth gestured towards the door. "That's too quick to be Spence." Before she went to answer the door, she gestured towards the cookies. "Have more cookies." Beth turned and as she walked away, Number-Six watched her in a puzzled manner.
When Beth opened the door and saw her best friend Alicia Baxter standing at the door, she grabbed her by the upper arms and pushed her farther into the hallway. The door closed slightly behind them.
Alicia looked at Beth in a confused manner and asked, "Did I do something to piss you off?"
Beth said loud enough for only Alicia to hear, "There's someone in my apartment right now and that person can't find out that we are psychics."
"Well, you are the psychic, I'm just someone who can see and communicate with ghosts," said Alicia.
"Regardless, Savannah must not know anything about you or me," said Beth.
"I don't know what's going on, but sure; I'll play along," said Alicia.
"Thanks," said Beth.
"To catch up, can you tell me what's going on?" asked Alicia.
"I want to, but I can't," said Beth.
"Why can't you?" asked Alicia.
"I made a promise that prevents me from talking to anyone about this," said Beth.
Alicia shook her head and said, "You and your promises. I never met anyone like you who would rather die than break a promise."
Beth crossed her arms and said, "I'm holding on a few of your secrets don't forget." Beth then gestured towards the door. "Anyway, we better get inside."
Alicia gestured towards the door and said, "After you."
As Alicia was following Beth into the apartment, Beth said, "My grandma had sent me Christmas cookies. In fact, Jeremy dropped them off not too long ago."
"I thought I saw your Aunt Jennifer pulling away as I pulled up," said Alicia. "Anyway, who baked the cookies? Your grandma or your Aunt April?"
Beth looked back at Alicia with a grinned on her face and said, "My grandma did, so the cookies are safe to eat."
"Your grandma usually sends me a box of cookies, so most likely I'll be receiving that in the next few days," said Alicia.
As they walked into the kitchen, Beth gestured towards Number-Six. "Alicia, meet Savannah. Savannah, this is my best friend, Alicia."
When Beth faced Alicia, she noticed Alicia looking next to Number-Six around chest high just before Alicia focused on Number-Six.
Alicia stuck out her hand for Number-Six to shake and said, "It's nice to meet you, Savannah."
As Number-Six shook her hand, she said, "It's nice to meet you as well. Are you a doctor as Dr. O'Brian?"
Before Alicia was able to answer, Beth said, "Savannah, you might as well call me Beth."
"Okay, I will," said Number-Six.
"To answer your question, Savannah, no," said Alicia as she stepped up to the cookies and took one. "My mom owns an art gallery and I work there. We buy and sell all kinds of art from old paintings and sculptures as old as we can get our hands on to freshly painted paintings from inspiring new artist such as Beth here. We even sell on consignment."
As Alicia took a bite of the cookie, Number-Six asked, "You paint, Beth?"
"I rarely paint," said Beth. "My skill is in hand drawings and it's just a hobby of mine."
Alicia swallowed the bite she had and said, "Well, your hobby did make you five hundred dollars after we sold seven of your drawings and four of your paintings. You can even make more money if you just give us more of your work for us to sell."
"I'm more interested in perfecting my skill as a surgeon than I am wanting to paint or draw," said Beth. Beth then took a cookie followed by Number-Six. Beth grinned at Number-Six. "I knew you couldn't eat just one."
Number-Six smiled and said, "I have to admit that these are good. " Beth and Number-Six took a bite of their cookies.
"Well, you have talent, Beth, that really shouldn't be placed on the shelf," said Alicia. "I think you really should find or even make the time to draw or paint. You can definitely make money from it and my mom has been asking me when were you going to submit more of your art."
"Okay, when I find the time, I'll break out my pencil set and draw something," said Beth.
"Good," said Alicia. "Oh uh, someone bought one of Jeremy's wood sculptures today for thirty dollars."
"He'll be happy about that," said Beth.
"Does Jeremy's twin brother sculpture too?" asked Number-Six.
"Jeffrey is more into baseball than anything and he wants to become a professional ball player," said Beth.
"For identical twins, their aspirations are completely different," said Alicia. "When you give birth to your identical twins, Beth, I wonder if their aspirations will be different also."
Beth looked at Alicia with a grin on her face and as she shook her head, Number-Six asked, "Are you pregnant, Beth?"
Alicia slightly laughed as Beth vigorously shook her head and said, "No. Identical twins run in my family and Alicia is just screwing with me."
"I'm telling you that you are to be the next woman in your family to give birth to identical twins," said Alicia.
"I have no problems with caring for more than one infant at a time, so I really wouldn't mind if I did," said Beth.
"Besides Jeremy and Jeffrey, who else are identical twins in your family?" asked Number-Six.
"My grandma; my grandma' grandma and two of my grandma's cousin were born identical twins," said Beth. "There're other identical twins farther back as well, but my grandma doesn't know who or what relationship they would be to us."
"That's interesting," said Number-Six.
"And now, statistically speaking, you are to give birth to twins," said Alicia.
Beth again just shook her head and grinned.
"How long have you two been friends?" asked Number-Six.
"For seven years," said Beth.
Alicia gestured towards Beth and said, "Savannah, since you called her Dr. O'Brian earlier, I'm going to guess that you two just recently met and at the hospital."
"Beth stitched up my wounds. We then met again after I became a roommate to a man down the hall," said Number-Six. "In fact I should get going. Beth, would it be okay if I take a few of these cookies with me?"
Beth smiled and said, "Take as many as you want."
"Okay, thanks," said Number-Six.
"I should be thanking you for helping me eating them," said Beth.
Number-Six just grinned as she picked up a handful of cookies. She then looked at Beth and said, "Bye; I'll see you later."
Beth and Alicia both said, "Bye.
Beth watched as Number-Six walked out into the hallway. When the door was pulled shut Beth faced Alicia and asked, "There's a ghost in this apartment, isn't there?"
"Actually the ghost is attached to Savannah," said Alicia. "The ghost was an eleven-year-old boy give or take a year."
"I know a little bit about Savannah and it doesn't make since that she has a ghost attached to her," said Beth.
"As you did, the boy saw that I was looking at him and he told me that he was on board the plane that crashed and that the boy blames Savannah for his death," said Alicia. Alicia noticed that Beth wasn't surprised at the news. "You knew that though, didn't you?"
Beth took a seat at the kitchen table and said, "I can't answer that."
Alicia sat down in a seat next to her and asked, "Who did you make a promise to that you wouldn't tell?"
Beth grinned and said, "I promised the FBI and the homeland security. I was even asked to sign a nondisclosure agreement. Therefore, I can't answer what I know about Savannah."
Alicia grinned and said, "You just did."
"All you really have is a speculation, and like me, a lot of your speculations are right," said Beth. "I can't tell you though if your speculation is right this time."
"Hypothetically speaking, if my speculation is right, why are you acting like a friend to Savannah?" asked Alicia.
"Hypothetically speaking, if I don't, I could inadvertently warn Savannah that I know who or what she is," said Beth. "And I said more than what I should, so let's change the subject."
Alicia grinned and said, "Okay, but I now know why you told me to hide our abilities from Savannah."
Beth grinned and said, "Again that's a speculation that I can't confirm or deny." Alicia grinned and shook her head. Beth then told Alicia about Spence.
They talked and snacked on cookies for ten minutes before Alicia saw Beth turning towards the door. Alicia grinned and said, "Your boyfriend's here."
Beth smiled. She and Alicia then heard the knock at the door. Beth stood up and said, "I'll go and find out."
Seconds later Beth opened the door to greet Spence. Spence quickly asked, "Is Savannah still here?"
Beth shook her head and said, "No, she went to her apartment."
Spence smiled and gave Beth a passionate kiss. After the kiss ended a few seconds later he began to ask, "Since we're alone…"
Beth interrupted, "We're not alone." Spence looked at Beth in a curious manner. "Alicia, my best friend, is here. She's in the kitchen."
"I remember you talking about someone name Alicia a couple of nights ago," said Spence.
Beth grinned and said, "It the same woman." She then took Spence's hand. "Come with me and I'll introduce you to her."
As Spence was following Beth, he said, "After kissing you, I'm getting a taste of chocolate." Beth looked back and grinned. "Have you been eating candy?"
"I ate a few chocolate chip cookies before you got here," said Beth. "I should have told you that before you kiss me, so I'm sorry for that."
"That's no problem," said Spence as he followed Beth into the kitchen.
As they stepped into the kitchen, Beth gestured towards Alicia and said, "Spence, meet Alicia. Alicia, this is Spence."
"Nice to meet you," said Spence.
"Actually we briefly met about a year and a half ago," said Alicia.
Spence looked at Alicia in a curious manner and asked, "Where did we meet?"
"You stopped my sister Brenda and me for speeding," said Alicia. "I was driving and we were running late for Brenda's wedding. Instead of you giving me a ticket, you actually escorted us to the church."
"I remember that incident," said Spence.
Beth gave Spence a hug and said, "Ah, that was sweet of you." She then gave Spence a passionate kiss.
Spence stared at Beth in a delightful manner for a second after the kiss. He then broke the stare and as he refocused on Alicia he said, "Alicia, my memory isn't anywhere near as good as Beth's so I'm sorry to say that after a year and a half I wouldn't have been able to recognize you or Brenda."
"No one's memory is as good as Beth's and there are two reasons that I remember you," said Alicia. "The first reason is that I was thinking the same thing that Beth just said. I thought it was sweet of you."
Spence grinned and said, "Thanks. So what's the second reason?"
"My brother-in-law's brother caught you on video as we drove up to the church so I was actually reminded what you look like when Brenda and I re-watched the video on her anniversary," said Alicia.
"Now that you mentioned it, I do recall seeing a video camera on me," said Spence.
"Well, I need to use the bathroom," said Beth. She then gestured towards the cookies. "Spence, help yourself to the cookies."
Spence saw the size of the container and asked, "Is both those containers full of cookies?"
"Oh yeah," said Beth.
"That's a lot of cookies," said Spence.
Beth grinned and said, "My grandma loves to bake and during the Christmas season, she actually turns her kitchen into a bakery." She then gestured towards the bathroom. "Anyway, I have to go." She then turned and walked away.
Spence took a seat at the table and then took a cookie. Just after he took a bite of the cookie, Alicia asked, "Do you know Savannah from down the hall?"
Spence swallowed the bite and said, "I met her. Was she here when you got here?"
"She was and I have my reason to believe that she is dangerous," said Alicia. "I think Beth knows all about how dangerous she is, but she won't tell me because of a promise she made to the FBI and Homeland security. In fact telling me about the promise she made is all she will tell me."
"She told you that Savannah was dangerous though?" asked Spence.
"She wouldn't even tell me that part," said Alicia.
"How do you know that she's dangerous then?" asked Spence.
"I can see ghosts… spirits that haven't crossed over," said Alicia. Spence looked at Alicia in a curious manner. "There was a pre-teenaged boy attached to her who died during the plane crash. The boy told me that Savannah was responsible for the crash. I think there's more to that story and I know Beth knows what it is, but she rather die than break a promise."
Spence said in a timid manner, "A couple of nights ago, I found out about someone who Beth and her brothers call Kimberly-two. Do you know who I'm referring to when I say Kimberly-two?"
In a skeptical manner, Alicia asked, "Do you know that Beth was abducted by space aliens when she was fourteen?"
Spence grinned and said, "I know all about it. Beth was clone after being abducted…"
Alicia finished Spence's sentence, "And Kimberly-two is Beth's clone. Okay we both know about it. Why would you bring that up when we where talking about Savannah?"
"I'm going to guess that you also know about the Cylons and the twelve tribes from Kobol." Alicia just nodded. "Savannah is a Cylon."
In a shocked manner, Alicia asked, "What?"
"Savannah and eleven other modeled Cylons had infiltrated the city," said Spence. "Beth had gotten a vision of their plans when Savannah grabbed Beth's arm within several minutes after the crash. Beth quickly called Brandon and asked Brandon to contact the homeland security."
"That's the reason the terrorist alert had been raised and everything dealing with the wreckage had been seized," said Alicia.
"That's right," said Spence.
"I would have thought that the president would want proof before listening to a local psychic though," said Alicia.
"Well, I should have said that there were eleven possible Cylons in the city who are alive," said Spence. "One of the Cylons was DOA. Beth recognized the body of being a Cylon and it was turned over to the FBI."
Before Alicia was able to respond, her attention was drawn to Beth as Beth walked back into the kitchen. Alicia stood up and as she stepped up to Beth she said, "Your promises are going to get you hurt one of these days, and I should hurt you myself for not telling me about how dangerous Savannah is."
Beth looked at Spence and asked, "You told her about Savannah, didn't you?"
"Hey, I never promised anyone that I would keep quiet," said Spence. "And I'm not either."
"Just don't get me in trouble with the homeland security," said Beth.
"As long as you keep quiet about it, there's nothing they can do," said Spence.
Alicia slightly smacked Beth's arm. Beth quickly looked at Alicia in a curious manner and asked, "Why did you hit me?"
"You and I are best friends," said Alicia. "To hell with your promises; you should have at least told me that Savannah was a Cylon."
"Well, you know now," said Beth.
"Yeah, thanks to your boyfriend I know how serious the situation is," said Alicia. "You on the other hand would have kept me, your best friend, in the dark because of a promise."
"Can we drop this discussion please?' asked Beth.
"Well, I have room for you at my place, so you should come live with me," said Alicia.
"I'm not moving out because of Savannah," said Beth.
"You're in danger here," said Alicia.
"No; I'm not," said Beth.
"How can you say that?" asked Alicia.
"Alicia, as long as Savannah doesn't find out about me being a psychic, I'm not a threat to her or her plans and she won't jeopardized her plans to harm an individual," said Beth. "Plus there are homeland security agents following the Cylons that I was able to point out, so I am perfectly safe to be around her."
"Well, if you get yourself killed over this, don't expect me to be nice to you as a ghost," said Alicia.
Beth grinned and said, "Noted. Now can we drop this?"
"Fine, you win," said Alicia.
As Beth went to take a seat at the table she said, "Thank you." As Alicia took a seat, Beth began a discussion that wasn't related to the Cylons or Savannah.
7:30 P. M. Number-Six while being by herself had stepped into the tavern that she was in the previous night. She looked around and saw William and four other Cylons, two males and two females, sitting at a back table. Two empty seats set at the table. She walked up to the table and took one of the empty seats.
After Number-Six sat down, Number-Three asked, "So how are you doing, Six?"
William saw a waitress walking towards the table as Number-Six said, "I'm good; everything's good."
The waitress stepped up and asked, "Ma'am, can I get you a drink?"
"Yeah, get me whatever they're having," said Number-Six.
"Ma'am, there are three different drinks at this table," said the waitress.
Number-Six pointed to one of the drinks and said, "Well, give one of those."
As the waitress wrote down the drink on her notepad she said, "Okay. So does anyone else want anything?'
"We're good for now," said Number-Three.
"Okay, I'll be back in a jiffy," said the waitress.
A couple of the Cylons looked at the waitress in a curious manner as the waitress turned and walked away.
When the waitress was out of earshot, William asked, "So Six, did you find anything useful."
Number-Six hesitated for a second before saying, "What I found is that these humans are a resilient people."
"What do you mean, Six?" asked Number-Three.
"We can blow up as many facilities as we want and try to blame another nation, but these humans have a talent to pick through the rubble and find the truth," said Number-Six. "Blaming it on other nations won't work."
"Do you have a back up plan?" asked William.
"I don't and we're not going to sweep a victory with these humans as we did with the colonies," said Number-Six. "There will be an actual war this time."
"I think that you're overestimating these humans," said Number-Three.
"The military security on Earth is a lot higher because of the mistrust among the nations so planting a nuclear warhead to explode without alerting the military will be next to impossible," said Number-Six.
"So you couldn't find anything on their network that could help our cause?" asked William.
"I'm afraid I wasted my time searching," said Number-Six.
"I wouldn't say that you wasted your time, Six," said one of the male Cylons. "You did eliminate what we can't do."
"We need to find out what we can do though," said Number-Three.
"Our only option may be a direct assault," said the male Cylon.
"We haven't been on Earth long enough to determine that to be our only option," said Number-Six.
"I agree with Six and I still believe that we can get the nations to turn on each other," said William.
"Terrorist acts won't work," said Number-Six.
"That may be true, but I'm guessing that each nation's military missiles are being control by a networked computer," said William. "All we'll have to do is get into the military's sites from a remote site and instruct their missiles to launch."
Number-Six slightly nodded and said, "Earth computers do run on binary code as we're use to, but that's where the similarities end."
"You've learned their computers," said William.
"I learn how to use their computers, but I'm not efficient enough to hack into the military sites," said Number-Six.
"Hack?' asked Number-Three.
"That is the word these humans use to indicate to break into the network sites," said Number-Six as William saw the waitress returning.
"Savannah, your drink is coming," said William.
Everyone looked at the waitress as she stepped up. After the waitress set the drink down in front of Number-Six, Number-Three asked, "Excuse me, Miss, but can you tell me where a person would go to learn computers and preferably a place that doesn't cost that much."
"Just go to the public library," said the waitress. "It free and you can learn everything there is to learn about computers."
"Where can we find the public library?" asked William.
"The closest one is about a couple miles from here," said the waitress. She then told them how to get to the library.
Number-Six politely grinned and said, "Thanks for your help."
"You're welcome," said the waitress. She then turned and walked away.
As the waitress was again out of earshot, William said, "We still have to find a place to build a resurrect lab."
"I think I can help find a place," said Number-Six.
"Okay, you work on finding us a place and the rest of us will learn what we can at the library," said William.
Number-Six nodded as she picked up her drink. As she was taking a drink William and Number-Three saw three men walked into the bar. One of the men had a noticeable deformity of the face from a birth defect.
Number-Three stared at the man and said, "There seems to be more handicaps among these Earth humans than in the colonies." Number-Six set her drink down and turned to look. "We'll be doing these people a favor when we put them out of their misery."
"I've been doing some research on certain groups of handicaps and they don't consider their condition a handicap," said Number-Six. "They consider it a challenge that they have to overcome and from what I read, many of them do live a relatively normal lifestyle with minor adjustments. Several of them have contributed greatly to their society. It's actually fascinating to read how these people are able to overcome their challenges."
"You talk as though you admire these humans, Six," said Number-Three.
Number-Six looked at Number-Three in a serious manner and said, "I can admire them and still complete my mission. I also think that we can learn from these humans' achievements."
"I didn't mean anything by that, Six," said Number-Three.
Before Number-Six had a chance to respond the other female Cylon said, "I'm curious to know why that the handicap rate is higher than in the colonies."
"We'll look into that as well," said William. "Anyway we should share what we do know about these humans."
As the minutes slowly turned into hours they talked about what they learned.
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