This update is very short, and I apologize for that. The next chapter is the end and it is a bit rushed because well I hate endings in general and I could write on this story line for a lot longer but I'd like it to be finished so my other fics don't suffer. Thanks for following this long and being patient with the long drawn out conclusion!

The next eight hours were spent going over the gun footage, reviewing the differences and how to get Other Kara back to her timeline. There were arguments between the Admiral, president and scientists on whether or not this was possible. After the grueling hours in the wardroom, Kara and Leoben found an area in the lower decks to talk. Other Kara was allowed a room, with a guard since the circumstances were so bizarre and the Admiral was afraid of what the others on Galactica might think.

Other Kara drifted to sleep that night wondering how different her life could have been.

Other Kara stayed aboard Galactica for a little over a week before she was allowed to leave. She tried to escape several different times, feeling the press of the universe as she sat aboard Galactica.

Kara carefully avoided the look-alike in the hopes that she wouldn't confuse the point; there was a way to earth and Other Kara knew how to get there. In fact her gun footage showed precisely how to get there which made everyone very suspicious as the solution was just too easy.

"I don't trust her." Kara said to Leoben over their meal one night after returning from CAP. Any time Kara was within spitting distance of Galactica and not ingrained in serious talks about the path and how to get the fleet to earth Kara was called out on CAP duty.

Leoben looked up from his protein noodle mess and smirked. "You realize what that means right?" He questioned dangerously. Kara frowned at him.

"Yes, it means I don't trust myself." She looked up from her noodles. "No wonder you have such a hard time with me." She winked at him and they smiled at one another. "But the admiral and President are in a trusting mood it would seem. Since they're still trying to get her to her own timeline."

"I don't know if they trust her so much as they'd like to see her gone. If you've noticed, they've kept you and she pretty far apart."

"How do you know it's me?" Kara grinned teasingly at Leoben who rolled his eyes.

"Because the Other Kara wouldn't come within spitting distance of me, even if it was to spit on me." He grimaced remembering how she'd kicked him. It had been funny at the time and in retrospect still was but it'd still hurt. Kara laughed at the memory as it came flooding back.

"Too true." Kara said sitting back and observing the pilots mess. It was the same families and people from the day before. She smiled, knowing this was going to be her life unless the information the Other Kara gave proved to be accurate.

"Shall we?" Leoben asked, as he got up from their table, motioning towards the hall way and eventually their cot on Galactica. Kara smiled, knowing this is just where she wanted to be in that moment.

Months passed; with every available mind pouring over the data Other Kara had supplied the fleet, hoping against hope that it would prove fruitful. In the end the coordinates were set and the entirety of the fleet prayed as they jumped into completely unknown space for the hundredth or so time in the past year.

The fleet held their collective breath as the dradis looked upon the Earth for the first time. Each member of the fleet would have their singular moment of seeing the Earth; from the command deck, the observation deck, a viper, the port hole of their ship or even the first time they set foot on the shore line.

Kara sat in her cockpit, pondering landing her Viper on the planet without Leoben and knew they would fight about that for the remainder of their lives if she decided to take such a stupidly bold step. She pursed her lips and asked Galactica for permission to land.

"Sorry, Starbuck, repeat?" Dee's voice came over the comm..

"Permission to return to Galactica?" She asked again.

"You're the only one asking for that permission. Permission granted."

"Yeah well I know a particularly cantankerous cylon waiting for me in the observation deck that would fight about this for the rest of our collective lives if I took this bird down without him." She smirked as she angled towards Galactica.

TCB...