A/N I've been working on other fanfiction projects is why I'm slow to update on this story. Stargate is one. Four chapters have been posted on that. I've also have been writing on a fanfiction that I haven't posted yet, but I will be introducing it real soon.
Aboard the Solar Flare, Kim was in the recreation room with Adonis, Faxon, Cleona, Nathan and Agnes while playing a game. Kim's attention was abruptly drawn to Beth's astral projecting spirit as it appeared before her. Before Beth was able to say why that she was there, Kim practically blurted out quickly, "I have to use the bathroom."
Kim saw everyone in the room looking in her direction as Adonis questioned, "Can you wait until after this game?"
When Kim grinned and vigorously shook her head, Cleona said, "Well, hurry."
Kim was standing as she was saying, "I will."
As Kim was slightly rushing towards the exit, Beth said as she followed, "Kim, I was actually astral projecting to you in order to get to the fleet. I'm here to talk to Dr. Clu-Isic."
Kim whispered barely loud enough for Beth to hear, "Why do you want to talk to him?"
"I need to talk to Cmdr. Adama and I know Dr. Clu-Isic has quarters on the Galactica," said Beth as Kim was reaching the exit.
As Kim was leaving the recreational room, Kim asked, "What's going on?"
"I want to keep you out of this one," said Beth.
"Why?" asked Kim.
"I have my reasons," said Beth.
"Something bad is going on, isn't?" asked Kim.
"Something is happening, but at the moment I don't know if it's bad," said Beth. "That's why I want to talk to Cmdr. Adama."
"Okay, you definitely got my interest peeked," said Kim.
Beth slightly laughed before saying, "I want to keep you out of this one; however, before I go find Dr. Clu-Isic I think that there's something that you're not aware of and I feel that you need to be."
"What's that?" asked Kim.
"The human-like Cylons are very religious," Beth began. "They're only doing what they're doing because they truly believe that they are fulfilling god's will. With Noah Walker's help, one of the Cylons became convinced that the Cylon mission was wrong and defected to our side…"
"So Cylons are not as ruthless as I've heard?" Kim questioned.
"Well, you still have to be leery around them, but Cylons only destroyed the colonies out of revenge… which was wrong, but it was also wrong for how the colonies had treated the Cylons before the original Cylon War," said Beth.
"How was the Cylons treated?" asked Kim.
"I'll put it to you this way," said Beth. "Think of Star Trek and imagine that the Cylons are a race of Data's being built to be used as slaves."
"Okay, that was wrong, but now the Cylons want us dead, so we have to stop them before that happens," said Kim.
"As I told Spence, the Cylon's mission has to be stop, but anyone or any intelligent being who believes in a higher power as the Cylons do can change believes through powerful persuasion," said Beth.
"And if one Cylon could be convinced that their mission is wrong then others could be convinced of that also," said Kim.
Beth grinned and said, "Exactly."
"This whole thing sucks big time," Kim commented.
"That it does," said Beth. "Just remember though that the Cylons are only doing what they think that God wants. They shouldn't be look upon like some kind of demons from hell that needs to be eradicated." Kim just grinned to acknowledge the statement. "Anyway, I'll see you later."
"Before you fade away, who's Spence?" Kim questioned.
Beth pleasantly grinned before saying, "He's my boyfriend."
Kim smiled before asking, "Am I hearing wedding bells?"
"We only been dating for a couple of weeks, so it will be several months before we get to that point," said Beth.
"Is he a doctor too?" asked Kim.
"He's a policeman," said Beth. "He works in the same precinct with Brandon… in fact Brandon was the one to introduce me to him."
"Cool," said Kim.
"Anyway, I'll see you later," said Beth.
"Bye." Once Beth had faded away, Kim said in a normal voice, "I actually do need to use the bathroom." She then continued down the corridor.
Aboard the Galactica in the mess hall, Dr. Clu-Isic, Catalina, Jess and Denton were enjoying a casual conversation over their meal.
Beth appeared in the room behind Dr. Clu-Isic. She stared at Catalina in a curious manner as she stepped into Dr. Clu-Isic's view.
Dr. Clu-Isic was a bit surprised to see Beth's astral projecting spirit and blurted out, "Is there's a problem, Beth?"
Catalina, Jess and Denton gave Dr. Clu-Isic a concerned look. As Beth turned away from Catalina to face him, she said, "There's no problem, but I would like to talk to Cmdr. Adama and I was hoping that you can help me do that?"
Before Dr. Clu-Isic was able to answer Beth, Catalina questioned, "Are you okay, Dr. Clu-Isic?"
"Beth, the person who Kim is clone after is here." Dr. Clu-Isic continued to say as he was standing up, "She wants my help to talk to Cmdr. Adama…"
"I heard of Beth and what she's able to do. I'm Catalina, Beth," she said.
Beth told Dr. Clu-Isic, "Tell Catalina and the others hi for me."
"Everyone, Beth says hi," said Dr. Clu-Isic. "Anyway, I'm going to assist Beth."
"I'll see you later, Dr.Clu-Isic," said Catalina.
Dr. Clu-Isic just nodded and grinned before walking away. Beth followed him.
Beth commented once they were out of earshot from Catalina, Jess and Denton, "Catalina has human features, but she also has features to an alien that we know as Greys."
Dr. Clu-Isic grinned and said, "You're exactly right. She's half human and half Grey; however, she uses the term Hominid rather than Greys."
"The people in the colonies had mixed with the Hominid?" Beth questioned.
While walking out of the mess hall, Dr. Clu-Isic told Beth all about Catalina and her people.
Minutes later, Dr. Clu-Isic was leading Beth into CIC. Cmdr. Adama's, Col. Tigh's and the CIC crew's attentions were drawn to Dr. Clu-Isic. Geata had the speaker in his had and was about to make a ship-wide announcement, but stopped when he heard Dr. Clu-Isic telling the security at the entrance, "It's very important that I talk to Cmdr. Adama."
"Let him pass," Cmdr. Adama ordered. As Dr. Clu-Isic was stepping up, he asked, "What are you doing here, Doctor."
Beth was gazing over CIC and was looking into the faces of the crew as Dr. Clu-Isic said, "Beth is with me and she wants to talk to you."
Cmdr. Adama grinned before asking, "What is it, Beth?"
Beth faced Dr. Clu-Isic before asking, "Should we be concern about a woman… a human woman getting pregnant by a male Cylon?" Dr. Clu-Isic gave Beth a curious look before repeating her questioned.
Col. Tigh was the first to blurt out, "My Gods; are they trying that again?"
Beth glanced at Col. Tigh while questioning, "So human women getting pregnant by Cylons aren't anything new?"
After Dr. Clu-Isic repeated Beth's questioned, Cmdr. Adama said, "A female Cylon had purposely allowed a member of my crew to impregnate her six years ago."
"What happened with that?" asked Beth.
After Dr. Clu-Isic repeated Beth's questioned, Cmdr. Adama hesitated before turning towards Col. Tigh and saying, "You have command. And hold off on the jump until I return."
Col. Tigh faced Geata and said, "Power down the FTL drive for now."
Geata was verbally acknowledging the order as Cmdr. Adama was telling, Dr. Clu-Isic, "You and Beth are to follow me." Dr. Clu-Isic just nodded.
"I must have wandered into a sensitive subject," Beth commented as Cmdr. Adama was heading for the exit. "I also hope that I didn't interrupt an important military operation with this."
As they were leaving CIC, Dr. Clu-Isic said, "Beth is slightly worried that she had interrupted an important military operation."
"We were going to jump into a solar system and conduct a test of a newly formulated compound that is supposed to neutralize nuclear radiation with no bad after effects," said Cmdr. Adama. "If it works then we can use it on Earth to save the planet and the people if the Cylons decide to nuke it."
"Cool," said Beth.
Beth heard the amused tone in Dr. Clu-Isic's voice as he said, "You respond to things in the very way that Kim does."
"Beth just said, 'cool,' didn't she?" Cmdr. Adama questioned.
"She did," said Dr. Clu-Isic.
"The phrase 'the acorn doesn't fall to far from the tree' is supposed to apply to parents and their children, but I think it would apply to me and Kim as well," Beth commented.
Dr. Clu-Isic gave Beth a grin before he repeated what she said for Cmdr. Adama to hear. Cmdr. Adama just smiled.
Cmdr. Adama led Dr. Clu-Isic and Beth to his quarters and the only words spoken during the remainder of the walk was when Cmdr. Adama inquired about if Beth was still with them.
After stepping inside Cmdr. Adama's quarters, Beth saw the wooden ship model that Cmdr. Adama had put together a few years before. Cmdr. Adama then recaptured Beth's attention as he spoke about Sharon and her daughter Hera.
The helicopter flight to the remote island was long and took a few hours. The island was relatively small and was a test area for the U. S. Naval ships. Once the two helicopters landed, everyone got out. There was very little chatting by the Cylons and the military as the military set up.
The sharpshooters knew why they were there and when it came time to begin the executions, each sharpshooter saw in the Cylons' faces as to how trivial the event was to them. They also noticed the curiosity in their faces as the Cylons watched the leader of the group shouting out the commands for a traditional firing squad.
Aboard the resurrection ship near Jupiter, each of the eight Cylons had gasped for air while lying nude in a tub of liquid.
In the room with Number-Three, another Number-three said, "Welcome home. You returned just in time before we launch the attack on Earth."
"The attack must be called off; it's too soon," Number-Three abruptly said without trying to get out of the tub.
"Why do you believe it's too soon?" asked the Cylon.
"The thirteenth tribe had broken themselves up into multiple governments and they knew about us from the beginning," said the Number-Three as she finally moved to get out. The other Number-Three assisted her. "The people of the nation that I was in recognize us as a society and they want to establish diplomatic talks."
"The only way for them to have known about us is if someone from the fleet had made contact with them," said the Cylon as she draped a robe over Number-Three. "They want to establish diplomatic talk is a ruse until…"
"It's not a ruse and no one from the fleet contacted them," Number-Three quickly said as she faced the Cylon.
"Then how do you explain their knowledge of us?" the Cylon questioned.
"There are psychics among the last tribe and one of us had crossed path with one," said Number-three.
"Psychics?" the Cylon quickly questioned.
"I know how it sounds, but I'm convinced of it being true," said Number-Three. "I also believe I know who the psychic is."
"We disregarded the hybrids' ramblings because we believe that future events can only be seen by God…" said the Cylon.
"The same thoughts had crossed my mind, but psychics are real," said Number-Three.
"Are you certain that there can't be another explanation for them finding out about us?" the Cylon questioned.
"I do suspect a Cylon traitor might have passed information to them as well," said Number-Three.
"Do you have any suspicions of who the traitor might be?" asked the Cylon.
Number-Three thought for a second before saying, "Number-Six associated with the person who I believe to be the psychic. If I have to guess to which one of us was the traitor, I would look at her first. Where is she now?"
"Unless she recently resurrected she's not aboard," said the Cylon.
"If she didn't resurrect before me then I'm even more convinced that she's the traitor and had chosen to stay behind," said Number-Three. "There's no time to worry about her now though. We have to stop the attack on Earth."
"A Raptor from the Galactica was spotted in the solar system," said the Cylon. "If they didn't know where Earth was at before, they do now, so are you still convinced that the attack on Earth is too soon."
"The people of Earth know nothing of the colonies of Kobol… except for what the friendly voice of the twelve tribes of Kobol had told them," said Number-Three.
"Who's the friendly voice of the twelve tribes of Kobol?" the Cylon questioned.
"That information is not public knowledge," said Number-Three. "It doesn't really matter at this point anyway, but what does matter is that the people on Earth feel as though that they have no loyalties towards the colonies. The nation I was in will not choose sides unless they feel that they had a reason to do so. Our secondary mission to Earth of if we can coexist in peace with the people of Earth can be achieved by us not giving the people of Earth a reason to take sides and allow diplomatic talks to be established."
"What about the primary mission?" asked the Cylon. "Did you learn if their military is a threat to us along with identifying which targets to hit first?"
"At first glance, I would say that they don't pose a threat to us, but there's so much mistrust between the nations that some of their weapons are classified top secret," said Number-Three. "I do know that they had recently design a fighter comparable to the vipers, but not all of the nations have them. As for which targets to go after, the targets are randomly scattered throughout the planet and to get to all of them on the ground would be too time consuming."
"We should join the council so you can tell them what you're telling me," said the Cylon.
Minutes later, while Number-Three was passing on what Agent Weatherly had told her, three Base-Stars had jumped in the system near Jupiter.
At the South Africa Astronomical Observatory, a middle-aged man was observing the stars when his view turned dark and blurring. After refocusing, he couldn't believe his eyes that he was looking at actual spacecrafts. He documented what he could along with contacting his government. Within two hours of the sighting, the news had spread to several governments including the United States and the allied countries.
5:35 P.M., at Beth's apartment, Beth was in middle of cooking dinner when she paused for a second as she faced in the direction of the living room. She took a step towards the living room just as there was a knock at the door. Seconds later, Beth was letting Spence into the apartment. After Spence greeted her with a kiss, he sniffed the air before asking with a slight stunned expression on his face, "You're cooking?"
Beth looked at him in a curious manner before saying, "I have been known to cook from time to time and I have cooked for us before."
"I know that," said Spence. "I wasn't… before today, you had told me when you were going to cook."
"I thought I surprise you this time," said Beth.
"It smells like a roast," said Spence as he was taking off his coat.
Beth smiled before saying, "It's pork roast. Since it's your favorite, I wanted to make it for you."
"I do like pork roast, but it's not my favorite meal like my mom had told you," said Spence as he was hanging up his coat.
"Then what is your favorite meal?" asked Beth.
"I don't really have one, but there are meals that I would prefer over a pork roast," said Spence.
"Like what?" asked Beth.
"I like homemade chicken and dumplings," Spence began. "I had homemade potpie once and I would put that above a pork roast. Depending on how it's cook, I prefer chicken over a pork roast. Also I prefer…"
Beth interrupted with, "Okay, why does your mom think that pork roast is your favorite meal?"
"My mom is an okay cook while cooking meals that she had cooked for years, but if you ask her to cook unfamiliar dishes, she doesn't do so well," said Spence.
"So pork roast is your favorite dish that your mom can cook?" Beth questioned.
"Exactly," said Spence.
"I understand why you didn't say anything in front of your mom, but why didn't you tell me that pork roast wasn't your favorite meal after we left you parents' house?" Beth questioned.
"The thought of my mom telling you about my favorite meal was forgotten two minutes after she had mentioned it," said Spence. "The thought of you making it for me the very next day never entered my mind or I would have made an effort to tell you." Spence saw a slightly displeased expression on her face. "And you're pissed at me aren't you?"
"I'm not pissed," Beth quickly said.
"You don't look happy," said Spence.
"Well, I wanted to surprise you by fixing your favorite meal, but all I did was wasted my time," said Beth.
"I am surprised… and pleased that you fix me a pork roast," said Spence. "I do like it, so you didn't waste your time."
"Yes I did," Beth assured him. "If I wanted to surprise you by cooking an ordinary meal, as apparently this meal will be, I would have cooked something other than a pork roast."
Spence gave her a curious look before saying, "You don't like pork roast."
"Let's just say that there are many meals that I prefer over a pork roast," said Beth. "In fact, along with the pork roast, we'll be having a salad, mash potatoes and side dishes of vegetables too, and I'm planning to eat only a small portion of the pork roast."
"Today will be the last time that you'll cook pork roast, won't it?" Spence questioned.
"I wouldn't say that," said Beth. "If you ask me to cook it for you then most likely I would. I just won't be surprising you with it again."
"You know, even though pork roast isn't my favorite meal, I am grateful for the thought that you put into dinner," said Spence. Beth slightly grinned. "After all, it is the thought that counts, right?" Beth just gave Spence a passionate kiss that lasted a few seconds. Spence showed a pleasant grinned after the kiss. "So when will supper be ready?"
"Soon; in fact I better go check on it," said Beth. She then turned towards the kitchen.
As Spence followed behind Beth he said, "So, I'm able to talk about that dilemma that you had earlier."
As Beth was entering the kitchen, she said, "Actually, I decided not to report it."
"The Cylons are making babies and you're not going to report it?" Spence questioned.
"In about nine months that baby is going to be born clueless and innocent," said Beth. "I'm not going to do anything to draw unnecessary drama in that child's life."
"How can you be so sure that any child belonging to a Cylon will be born clueless and innocent?" Spence questioned.
As Beth was checking each of the food items that she was preparing, she said, "Once I got home, I astral projected to the Galactica. I learned that there is a five-year-old girl named Hera who has a Cylon mom and a human dad. Hera is very healthy, happy and exceptionally smart, and she is part of the colonies' society. One of their former presidents, Pres. Roslin checks up on her progress from time to time and Pres. Roslin is confident that Hera will grow into a normal woman."
"You have heard of the fable with the scorpion and the frog, haven't you?" asked Spence.
Beth gave Spence a curious look before saying, "Yes. But what does that have to do with what we're talking about?"
"Hera is five years old and she could live another fifteen years as a normal girl," Spence began. "Then all of sudden… and by design I want to add, a switch comes on in her head around her twenty-first birthday. Now, instead of a normal young woman who is looking forward to graduating a college, she is an assassin who wipes out a large group of people."
Beth looked at Spence as if he had lost his mind before saying, "Honey, I really think that you need to stop watching the sci-fi channel as much as you do."
Spence grinned before saying, "All I'm getting at, is that it might be in the… the hybrid's nature to turned on the humans at some point."
"Let's say that I report the pregnancy today and then twenty some odd years later we come to find out that it isn't in the hybrid's nature for a switch to come on," Beth began. "I would be personally responsible for bringing misery and an unjust batter of tests to a woman and her child… and that's if the government doesn't force the woman to have an abortion. What kind of doctor or even a person would I be if I brought suffering to two innocent people?"
Spence slightly chuckled. Beth gave Spence a confused look and before she had a chance to question him about his chuckling, Spence said, "All right. I will support your decision on not reporting the pregnancy."
"Why did you laugh before telling me that you would support me?" Beth questioned.
"The thought of you being sent back in time to when Adolph Hitler was just a small child had popped in my head," said Spence. Beth just gave him a curious look. "Even though you know what the future will be for that child, I think you would try to reshape his future rather than kill him."
"If I thought that it would work I wouldn't hesitate to try," said Beth.
Spence smiled before saying, "I know and I love that quality about you. But at the same time that quality in you worries me."
"I am capable of taking care of myself so you don't have to worry," said Beth as she was finishing up with checking on the food.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but last night while leaving my parents' house, didn't you tell me about how you bit off more than you could chew just a year ago," Spence pointed out. "If it wasn't for Brandon…"
Beth quickly said, "Okay, that was the only time anything like that had ever happened to me, and I didn't tell you that for you to use it against me."
Spence grinned and said, "I'm just proving my point."
Beth smirked before committing, "Yeah, well, you know where you can stick your point?" Spence continued to grin as he stepped up to give Beth a kiss. Beth grinned and pulled away in a playful manner. "Oh, no. You don't get a kiss after making your point against me with something that I told you."
Spence pulled Beth to him and gave her a passionate kiss. Beth allowed it and just after the kiss ended Spence said, "Just please be careful while helping people or attempting to shape their future for the better."
Beth smiled before saying, "I will." She then gave him another passionate kiss that lasted a few seconds. Once the kiss ended, she gestured towards the cabinet. "Well, supper is about ready, so I better set the table."
"Since you're not going to report that pregnancy to the authorities, I think you need to somehow get involve in that woman's life in order to keep tabs on that child once he or she is born," said Spence. Beth stopped in her tracks and gave Spence a stunned look. "What?"
"I think I'm hearing things," said Beth.
Spence gave Beth a confused look before asking again, "What?"
"I thought I heard you telling me to get involve in that baby's life when most of the time you try to discourage me on getting involve," said Beth.
Spence grinned before saying, "Once that baby is born, he or she needs to be monitored closely and I get the feeling that you won't be pointing out the mother or that child to anyone… even to me." Beth just slightly grinned. "So you're the only person who can watch the child. Just please report the child if you learn that he or she is dangerous and do it before someone gets hurt."
Beth smiled before saying, "I will."
As Beth continued to cabinet Spence hesitantly said, "Wyatt knows that he doesn't have a good track record with you and in spite of that he wants me to ask you something."
As Beth was getting the dishes from the cabinet, she asked, "What does he want?"
"You don't golf, do you?" Spence questioned. Beth looked at him as if he lost his mind and vigorously shook her head. "I didn't think you did, but Wyatt wants to get into a certain golf club and he thought that you can help him."
"Ah; well my Uncle Roy and my Uncle Jonathan are the serious golfers who I know," said Beth as she began to set the table. "And occasionally my Uncle Ernie will go golfing with them from time to time."
"I met them a couple of days ago, right?" Spence questioned.
Beth gave Spence a concerned look before saying in a slow manner, "You did. Do I need to worry about your memory?"
"I met a lot of your relatives two days ago and most people are not capable of automatically memorizing who is who in just one gathering like you can," Spence quickly said to defend himself.
"Okay," said Beth.
"So what should I tell Wyatt?" asked Spence.
"I can talk to my uncles about him," said Beth. "I don't really know who the golfers are at the hospital, but I can ask around. And that's really all I can do for him. Which golf club is he trying to get into?"
Beth saw Spence searching his thoughts. She was about ready to say something when Spence said, "I was trying to listen to someone else when Wyatt was telling me and I don't know what he said." Beth just gave him a skeptical look. "Okay, I'll admit that things can easily slip my mind, but if I was listening to Wyatt, I would have remembered what he said."
Beth smiled and said in a skeptical manner, "Okay. Then perhaps you should call Wyatt and have him tell you again."
"Okay," said Spence as he took his cell phone from his belt.
Just as Spence began talking to his brother, Beth moved towards her kitchen phone. At first Spence gave Beth a confuse look, but when the phone rang, his expression changed to an amused expression.
When Beth answered the phone, Alicia quickly rattled off, "Are you watching TV?"
"No; what's on?" Beth questioned.
"Every news network is breaking into the normal programming about how all of the astronomers' eyes are on three large unidentified flying objects that have positioned themselves near Jupiter," said Alicia.
"Give me a couple of minutes and call me on my cell phone," said Beth.
"All right," said Alicia. She barely got the words out before hearing a click. Alicia just grinned and shook her head.
Beth turned on her TV in the living room and gazed at the images that the news was displaying for a few seconds before moving towards her purse for her cell phone. As she was getting her phone out, Spence stepped into the room to find out why Beth had rushed into the next room the way she did.
When Beth looked at Spence, Spence asked, "What's going on?"
Beth pointed to the TV before saying, "Three large space ships have posted themselves near Jupiter."
Spence looked at the images that the news broadcast was showing before saying, "Please say that they're the colonial ships."
"I don't think so." Beth looked at her watched before continuing to say, "I have to go turn off the stove before the roast burns." She then moved towards the kitchen again. Beth's cell phone rang as she entered the kitchen.
Without looking at who was calling, Beth answered with, "Hey, Alicia."
Beth then heard her brother Keith saying, "For a psychic, you don't do so hot knowing at who's calling. This is the sixth time I believe that you thought I was someone else."
"And each time you just happened to time your calls at the precise moment that I'm expecting a call from someone," said Beth as she stepped up to the stove. "So what's up?"
"Are you watching TV?" Keith questioned.
"Yes; Alicia called me a short time ago and told me to turn it on," said Beth. "That's why I'm expecting her call."
"So you know about the ships near Jupiter?" Keith questioned.
Beth said in a slow and patient tone, "Yes, Sweetie."
"Well, do those ships have anything to do with the colonies of Kobol and the Cylons?" asked Keith. "And please don't sidestep my question. I'm not your little brother who needs protecting."
"Keith, I don't know for sure, but I think those ships are Cylon Base-Stars," said Beth.
"Thank you for not evading my questioned," said Keith as Beth's call waiting sounded.
"You're welcome," said Beth. "Now my other line is beeping. Most likely it's Alicia."
"Okay; bye," said Keith.
"Bye," said Beth before switching lines.
In Washington D.C. Number-Six was being escorted passed a large group of reporters in order to enter the White House by Clarence and four secret service men.
In the Oval Office two more secret service men were standing on both sides of the president. All three men were watching a large TV screen with the news broadcast that was displaying the images of the Base-Stars. When they heard a knock on the Oval Office door, the president called out, "Come in."
As Clarence led Number-Six through the door, he gestured towards her and said, "Mr. President, this is Savannah." The four secret service men followed behind Savannah into the room.
"Savannah, I'm sure you have been informed of our current situation," said the president."
Number-Six glanced at the TV before saying, "Yes, Mr. President. Those are Base-Stars."
"They had been sitting there for more than two hours," said the president. Number-Six faced the president with an interested expression on her face. "How much longer until they attack?"
"If they were brought in to attack, I have no clue as to why they haven't done it already," said Savannah.
Before anything else was said two of the Base-Star had jump out of the system. Everyone's attention was drawn to the TV when the reporter committed, "Yes, it is confirmed. Two of the three unknown crafts had vanished in a flash of light… wait. Yes, there was a forth craft of another design that was uncovered when the two had vanished."
"That forth ship is the resurrection ship and they don't seem to be attacking," said Number-Six.
"…it's hard to see from these telescope images, —" the reporter was saying as a circle was drawn, in a similar manner that would be seen in a sport's broadcast, around the section of the image that they wanted people to see, "—but now it appears that a small object… perhaps a shuttle of some sort, had left the craft that was once hidden from our telescope's view… wait; now that had also vanished in a flash of light."
"It was a Raptor," said Number-Six as she stared at the TV. "I'm guessing that their intentions are to come here by your earlier request to form diplomatic talks. You will relocate them if you refocus you telescopes closer to the Earth's atmosphere."
Before the president had chance to respond, the phone rang. After the president answered on loudspeaker, an air force general reported, "Mr. President, an UFO had just entered the airspace above the Midwestern Unites States. Should I scramble the fighters?"
"You are only to scramble two F-16's," the president quickly said. Number-Six gave the president a curious look. "They to keep a safe distance from the craft while attempting to communicate with the occupants of that craft. If they are able to establish communications, they are to escort the craft to New York and then the occupants are to be escorted to the United Nation Building. If they can't establish communication then they are to only to observe the craft and track their movements… and ground or reroute all planes within a hundred mile radius."
"Yes, Mr. President," said the general.
Once the phone was hung up, Number-Six questioned, "Is an F-16 a fighter plane?"
"It is; however, in all likelihood an F-16 is an inadequate opponent for that Raptor or any other craft that your people have and I'm hoping that those two F-16's won't be seen as a threat to be fired upon," said the president.
"It all depends on the Cylon model in the Raptor if your F-16's will go ignored," said Number-Six.
Everyone's attention was then drawn to the door as it opened. Another secret service man stepped one foot in and said, "Mr. President, the reporters out front is getting anxious and very unruly. If you don't make a statement soon, I don't think that a group of National Guards will be able to hold them back."
"Tell them that I'll make an announcement in fifteen minutes," said the president.
"Yes, Mr. President," said the secret service man. He then left the room.