Chapter Four - and in the midst of confusion, he will find her.

As he left Jack's office Adama walked over to one of the curtained off cubicles.

He pulled the flimsy fabric back and stepped up to Laura's bed. She looked peaceful at last; whatever Jack was giving her obviously helping.

He let her sleep; he loved to watch her like this. He made a point of waking early on the nights she stayed over, just so he could see her at her most peaceful. Her face held none of the tension it did during the day - oh she hid it well and to the bystander she always looked relaxed but he could see through that, he could see the layers of burden and he rejoiced inwardly that when he walked into her rooms they lifted just a bit.

Laura's sleep however was not always peaceful, he remembered the very first night she had spent with him, it had been the night she had pinned that frakking medal to his chest. Bruised and battered she had still desired him and a quiet drink in Bill's cabin, after the ceremony, had turned into a long night of reminiscence, alcohol fuelled laughter and antics. Funnily though when he had leaned over and kissed her on a silly whim, they were suddenly both very sober. They had stared at each other, for a few seconds, before coming together again with a passion that had taken them both by surprise. Their feelings for one another weren't new, they had truthfully been aware of the attraction for a long time but the furiosity and hunger they had built up had exploded that night, within a few moments they were naked and in his rack.

He had woken in the night to Laura twisting and turning in the bed, she had fought her way upright and away from the sheets seconds later. He tried to soothe her, rubbing circles on her back and quickly the shaking had stopped. She turned grateful eyes towards him before settling back down next to him. He knew she feigned sleep after that but when he asked what it and subsequent dreams were about she always claimed she never remembered them. He let her get away with the answer figuring it was a rather private thing and when she was ready she would tell him, he was still waiting and of late if anything they seemed to have got worse. Bill wondered, as he looked down upon her now, whether he should have push harder to find out.

Her eyes fluttered open and Bill took hold of her hand and whispered, "Laura?"

Her eyes fixed onto his and she attempted a smile, "Hi."

"Hi yourself," he said relived she at least recognised him although the pain was still evident in her eyes and furrowed forehead.

"Cancer?" Her voice faltered.

"No, No not cancer, I can't really explain it but there is something effecting you and the Cylons in this area in space."

Her brow furrowed further and she said, "But I thought I saw the Chief out there and others too?"

Bill turned to look out the curtain, he hadn't wanted to go through his with her, she wasn't strong enough but knowing Laura she would now draw every little bit of information out of him.

"He is... Laura he's a Cylon."

Her head turned slightly and her eyebrows rose in surprise at his words.

"Tyrol is a Cylon?" she repeated in shock.

"Yes."

The next question had him wincing, "Who else?"

"Laura we'll talk about it when you're better," he said hoping to deflect her.

He should have know that won't work with Laura Roslin as she demanded more forcibly "Who else?"

He swallowed and started with the easier one, "Sam Anders, Kara came down briefly to see him but didn't stay long, I'm sure it must be very shocking to find out your husband is a Cylon. Cally has been down here too, the whole time I understand but Nicholas is affected as well, so she has a lot to cope with"

Laura squeezed his hand knowing he was avoiding telling her something, "Who else?"

"Tory," he said simply waiting for her reaction, She turned her head away from him briefly and when she turned back it was with tears in her eyes.

"How did we not know?" she questioned.

He shook his head, his eyes filled as well as his stuttered out, "Saul is a Cylon too, Laura."

She brought her other hand up to meet their already held hands and gripped more tightly.

"Who else?"

"What?" he asked unsure with what she meant?

"There are twelve that makes eleven as I count."

Bill Adama looked shocked, "I hadn't thought about that, damn, I'm a fool."

"Bill," she said pulling on his hand to get his attention, tears once again trying to escape down her face. "Is it me," she asked softly, "Am I the last Cylon, is that the reason I'm here?"

His hand quickly went to cup her face and he said gently, "no Laura you're not the final Cylon," he said giving her a watery smile, "You're not the same, my love; the others are in comas, completely unconscious. You're suffering a fraction of that, just as you have a fraction of Cylon blood in your body," he said reassuringly leaning forward to place a soft kiss on her lips.

"Ok?" he asked looking at her, pleased when he saw her smile and nod her head slightly. He noticed that she was starting to wane but she fought on, getting them back on topic by saying, "Nobody else came in?"

"Mnm," Bill said before catching on, "No!"

"Is anybody missing?" she asked.

He shook his head again until an idea struck him, "Damn."

"Bill?" she questioned worriedly.

"I've been trying to get hold of Zarek all day."

"Tom." She said in disbelief again, "Oh Gods, how have we survived this?"

It was his turn to shake his head, "I don't know but those people out there have all worked to help us, Laura, Saul has saved my life many times. They all fought hard on New Caprica. I can't believe they want to destroy us. They could have done it countless times if they wanted to."

She nodded in agreement and they both lapsed into silence for a moment. Without the conversation Laura found her eyes closing again and no matter what she did she couldn't fight it. She felt Bill's lips on her forehead and then heard him stand but she couldn't find the energy to stop him.

Much to Cottle's irritation, Adama's plan went ahead, Helo agreed to take his unconscious wife and jump back to where they had previously been. The Admiral tried to prepare the young man for the fact that if this plan worked, and Sharon woke, he would then have to watch Sharon fall back into a coma as he jumped back. It would difficult for the man Bill had no doubt. Bill had promised that he wouldn't give up on any of them and that was a promise he intended to keep. Helo, of course, had no idea of the amount of turmoil the Admiral's emotions were currently in, he wouldn't give up because it was Laura lying there and he made a vow to himself to never leave her, ever again. Saul as well was his best friend, no matter what he was, he had never been anywhere but at Bill's side when he needed him and Cylon or not, Adama didn't want to think of him anywhere else.

The flight was planned and Sharon prepared, she was taken down to a near deserted hangar deck and strapped into the raptor.

The Admiral was there to see them off, and the small ship departed and quickly jumped away without rousing suspicion. Bill walked rather dejectedly through Galactica - he had decided to wait for news down in life stations. Once he had checked there had been no change with the patients, he went to sit with Laura. She was tossing and turning as he walked through the curtained off area. He immediately sat on the edge of the bed and took her petite hand in his two larger ones, "Laura, come on, my sweet, relax, I'm here," he reached forward and gently smoothed her hair away from her brow. He noticed the damp feel of it in his hands and frowned. What was he to do - he couldn't allow this to go on and on.

"Laura, I need you, come on wake up for me, I need you to help me with this one," he whispered not really expecting her to wake up. He looked to the ceiling to stop the tears spilling down his cheeks. The only thought running around his head, 'why?'

When the tears still ran freely he quickly wiped them away, it wouldn't be good for the Admiral to be caught blubbering over the President. Questions would be asked and right now the Admiral was being bombarded with more than enough questions with not nearly enough answers coming back.

It was just as well, as the curtain was rather dramatically swept open, the only person who would come into a room like that was the Doctor Cottle, so the Admiral relaxed again, he had nothing to hide from Jack and nothing to fear, anything he said or did in front of the old doctor would not be repeated.

Cottle came up beside Laura and gave the Admiral a severe look, "I could have sworn there was a chair beside you, Admiral, you'll find they are specially designed to take your backside, so you don't have to sit on the edge of my patient's bed."

Adama ignore the snarky comment and turned a concerned look towards the Doctor, who now stood holding the President's notes. "She seems very restless, Jack is she getting worse?"

"No, there has been no change, she's getting close to needing another pain injection; I expect the last one is wearing off."

The Admiral sighed heavily, as Cottle started any exam of Laura, "Look, Bill I will be here a while why don't you go get some rest?" Jack watched as the Admiral shook his head and sighed as well, "Ok, go and get something to eat and drink at least, then if you really need to, come back then, either way I need to examine her and I'm not doing it with you here."

The two stared each other down for a few seconds until Adama looked back at Laura and stood slowly replacing her hand gently onto the bed covers.

"I'll be back in an hour," he said gruffly and walked to the curtain, as he pulled it back he heard Cottle say, "Don't rush back on my account."

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