Kara shifted uncomfortably in her bunk, other living arrangements were being made, but it was a slow process. And the dream that had revealed so much left her lacking in sleep. She shifted against Lee's warm body; he was just beginning to rouse.

"Hey Starbuck!" A familiar voice shouted at her through her curtained bunk.

"Yeah Hotdog?"

"Whose kid are you having?"

At this point Lee woke up and began to open the curtain, first covering himself and Kara adequately with a blanket.

"Have to think about it, eh Starbuck?" Racetrack added in.

"Whoa!" Hotdog jumped away from the bunk after finally noticing the naked CAG in bed with her, "Umm…"

"Guess that answers that." Racetrack muttered before biting into a particularly unappetizing algae bar.

"That's right," Lee looked straight at both of them, "And I don't want to hear of either of you bothering Starbuck about our babies again."

"Babies?" Hotdog repeated it not quite sinking in.

"Oh god, we're in for multiples!" Showboat giggled from behind her curtain, "Oh damn, I have CAP."

Kara felt a dull ache, a physical pain for flying, she'd need to try to fly again, it was necessary, as soon as she had these babies she needed to go.

Kara breathed hard as Doc Cottle injected her with some drug to speed up her labour, for the fifth time in the past two hours. She was almost 36 weeks. She had it all planned, until today when high blood pressure had taken control. And labour had been artificially induced.

She screamed again, standing bracing herself against the bed. She heard some noises and loud voice over the COM, a cylon attack? She was in frakking labour and there was a cylon attack? Luck was certainly not on her side. Not today.

As the pain eased she panted hard, and calmed herself down.

A medic was standing nearby with some forms, "Fleet birth certificates," She explained setting them down out of the way, "You picked names yet?"

"Yes." Kara said pacing the floor around the bed, keep moving is what Cottle told her to do; she wouldn't get pain meds unless she had to. Unfortunately her attempts to swindle them had only earned her a few grimaces. She absently watched Lee run from the room, and sighed.

She didn't remember anything except pain, until Lee returned, all sweaty from the flight to watch the birth of his daughter.

Kara screamed again, not anything specific, just a low noise of agony and effort.

Lee stared in wonderment until a medic tapped his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Oh, Kara, almost there." He said encouragingly, though funnily there were tears in his eyes. If anyone had the right to cry it was her.

The she heard the cry, the tiny wail of her daughter.

Cottle held up the girl, and handed her to a medic to be cleaned as Kara laboured on. The little boy made his entrance minutes later, crying even louder.

"Never again." Kara panted as the Doctors began to clean up. Lee handed her their daughter, Kara noticed the dark hair first, as she held the baby. She looked at Kara, who looked straight back. Something in Kara's throat caught, this was going to be hard; she'd put it off. Lee was holding their son, his hair seemed to be blond like hers; both stared up at her with blue eyes.

"They're so beautiful. They both have my eyes." Lee smiled, "So now are you going to tell me what you're going to name them now?"

"All babies have blue eyes." Cottle grumbled as he cleaned up near Kara's legs.

"She'll be Demetrie Thrace, he'll be Jason Adama." Kara said firmly.

'Thrace?"

"Yes, but Jason has your name."

"No, they're both Adamas."

"But we're not married Lee." Kara smiled in exhaustion, "You never even asked."

"But I'm there father."

"Says who?" Kara snickered slightly, "I'm just kidding Lee." She finished after the chilling look Lee had give her.

"They're Adamas I don't want any odd comments or…"

Doc Cottle leaned over with a needle and stabbed it firmly into her thigh, "An immune booster, that cylon crap is at terrifying levels Thrace, and I'm also trying to round up some antibiotics for you, finally I can do my job."

"Fine, they're Adamas…" Kara let her voice trail off, "Gods, I never thought this would be so…"

"Beautiful?" Lee suggested almost teasingly, "Motherhood's a good look on you Kara."

"Painful, exhausting, time consuming…and beautiful." Kara paused to run her finger along her tiny foot. There was no way she could go through with it now. At this moment there were only three people in the universe Kara Thrace could think of, and they were all in this room. Destiny would have to wait. She did need time to get in shape. And there were two new beings in the universe; that needed their mother.

She stood holding her month-old son swaddled and held against her chest.

The priestess spoke, "With this mark, we dedicate Jason William Thrace Adama to the service of Hermes and Apollo. May he prove worthy of their blessings and those of mighty Zeus. So say we all."

"So say we all." They responded automatically.

The priestess turned her attention to their daughter, cuddled close against Lee, "With this mark, we dedicate Demetrie Artemidora Thrace Adama to the service of Artemis and Demeter. May she prove worthy of their blessings and those of mighty Zeus. So say we all."

"So say we all." Kara and Lee responded.

It had been a makeshift dedication ceremony, but Kara had firmly insisted they follow the tradition, she had already begun to whisper stories of the gods to her children.

Even as they begun to receive the same shots as their mother, also infected with whatever that cylon crap was.

Doc Cottle had insisted it was a precaution, but Kara knew better.

Kara eased the weights up and down in the gym breathing heavily. It had been so long since she had had a minute alone. With Lee and the babies she had so much to do. Tonight was the night, she's been cleared to fly raptors, and with a bit more work she might be cleared for vipers again.

She showered quickly and went to retrieve her children from the crèche. Placing her daughter in sling around her front, and one of the 'childcare attendants' or rather another mother helped her carry Jason home.

They were already nine months old, and Kara had put it off long enough, tonight she had to leave. It broke her heart.

Demetrie crawled around the floor playing with the few toys they had managed to.

Kara put Jason down after he wriggled in her grasp and cried.

And that was the difference between her children, Demetrie was so content and calm, it was difficult to believe she was hers. Jason was more demanding. Perhaps it had to do with his health. He had received nearly as much of the medication that Kara had. Demetrie was healthy.

"Demetrie, come sit with Mommy." Kara called softly, "Mommy has a secret."

Demetrie babbled slightly and crawled towards Kara, who pulled her child into her lap and kissed her head of dark curls. Two pairs of beautiful green eyes met. Her own eyes in the dream had been Demetrie's, she understood that now. Admiral Adama insisted that the hair was just like his mother's. Jason's tuft of white-blond hair set off his blue eyes perfectly, he crawled swiftly over to his mother and sister, a small blue stuffed dog in hand.

"Jason, you want to listen too?"

And Kara whispered into their tiny listening ears exactly what she had to do, and how much she loved them both.

Lee returned that night, as Kara was nursing their children. At first it had bemused him to watch Kara become such an attentive mother, even though the past few months she had been on edge.

"Hey Lee." She called over very casually, looking up from her hungry offspring.

Later that night she made love to Lee so tenderly and with such abandon. Every kiss, every touch had been perfect.

In the morning she was gone.

Lee panicked, his children were still fast asleep, but Kara was gone, and left beside him in their double bunk was a picture, a picture of the Eye of Jupiter…