Chapter 2

-CIC of the Battlestar Galactica-

"Bill there are survivors here..." The silence in the CIC was deafening. No one could believe what they were hearing over the com speakers. The people at their stations surrounding the command station looked to each other before turning their gaze to the commander of the ship standing at the command station. The Admiral's was worn and tired. Taking the glasses off of his face he run a hand over his eyes letting out a tired sigh, a hand on his arm brought him out of his display.

"Saul, how can you know this?" The gravelly voice called out, it sounded more tired as the man looked in front of him where his son stood, the woman at his side held onto him. Looking down to her he saw that she was just as tired looking at him and even more worse for wear.

"Laura are you ok?" he asked gently.

"I'm fine Bill" Laura whispered softly, her eyes lit up as she was eager to know what the XO of the ship had to say. Pulling her closer the Admiral kept and arm around Laura while his son Lee looked on with a soft smile, he too was waiting to see what was to be said.

"I... I got flashes of memories, this place... Bill you need to get the cylons and get down here. I have to show you... it's hard to explain"

"How do I know this isn't just a wild goose chase?"

"Bill you have to trust me... I know I frakked up before but I'm not lying to you. I also know who the final cylon is..." At this everyone else who wasn't already listening looked up and at the speakers. Now was the time if an explosion or a Cylon baseship where to happen they wouldn't give a rat's ass. Holding onto the Admiral's hand Laura and the rest of those in CIC waited for the voice to come through the static.

-Earth's Surface landed Raptor-

Helo and Athena stared at the Colonel as he spoke to those at the Galactica, the information wasn't all that convincing when Saul had started talking but as Athena a fellow cylon and a member of the Colonial Fleet looked on, the gleam in the man's remaining eye said otherwise.

After Tigh had mentioned that he knew who the final Cylon was, the two sat on the edge of their seats hanging onto his words. A flicker of sadness made its way through his features that gave the two pilots a bad feeling.

"Ellen... it's Ellen, Bill..." Saul dropped the soaking wet towel he was using to try and dry off to the metal floor as he looked to the ground running a hand over his face. Everyone was in shock, this was not expected, and even in the CIC from the sounds of things everyone was floored by the knowledge. Hearing a female voice speak up, it was apparent that Laura Roslin was the first to recover.

"Colonel, are you sure?"

"Yes I am Madame President" Saul looked out the hatch again to the water where he was standing at before, the memories surfacing in his mind's eye.

"We'll contact the rebel cylons and meet you down on the surface. Galactica Actual out" The rough voice of the Admiral spoke after a few moments more of silence. Once the connection was cut Saul moved out of the Raptor and stood outside, a lone tear making its way down his cheek, his mind going back to New Caprica and him having to kill his wife after their betrayal. His wife the last of the final five.

"Oh Ellen... I still love you" the Colonel said softly to the wind.

-CIC of Galactica-

"Get me the Basestar"

"Yes Admiral"

William Adama, Admiral of the Colonial Fleet, Commander to the Battlestar Galactica, and father if not by blood to those that were under him looked around. His tired eyes looked to his son, an interm president for Laura Roslin, to the woman at his side to everyone else. The stress of the last week was getting to him, from finding about the cylons in the fleet including his best friend to his daughter-in-law shooting herself, to his failed attempted suicide. Everything that could go wrong had and was still continuing to go wrong. The only real light in his life was his son and the woman at his side, but even still he was still on the losing end the cancer was eating away at Laura Roslin's life and health. William Adama was losing a battle that he so desperately wanted to win even though he knew he would fail.

Everyone could see that the Admrial was crashing, but then so was everyone else. And the mighty ship that was Galactica was paying for it inside and out as she groaned and buckled under the stress and pressures of life. Feeling as old as she was Adama pulled his glasses off with a hand and with the other hand ran his hand over his face hoping to remove the visage of stress, but there was no luck as his attention was called.

"Admiral"

"Yes Mr. Hoshi?" The Adama pulled his glasses back on and looked to the communications station where once his daughter-in-law held the position. The young man looked tired like everyone else but he kept up his professionalism as he spoke.

"I have the Basestar on the line"

"Here we go..." Laura took Adama's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze while giving him a soft smile. Taking the hand set and putting it to his ear he looked around with his eyes before looking at Lee.

"We have new information..." Started Adama tiredly, this was going to be a long day.

-Surface of Earth and hour later-

After both factions had landed they made their way following the group of the final four cylons along the beach. They had stopped as the four stood at the water's edge as if something had caught their attention.

"This place..." Started Galen Tyrol, the former Deck Chief of the Galactica, he was continued on by Saul who played with his wedding band.

"This place used to be a military installation; it was a place where we ended up creating the organic memory transfers. We ended up taking this place and doing something to it, we made the base better." Sam Anders was followed closely behind by Kara Thrace known more by her call sign Starbuck. Walking over the remains of a what seemed to be a launch pad Sam moved to a particular spot and looked around as his mind took him back to when he saw a shape in the sky then a bright light before nothing.

"This was where I died..." looking around he blinked a few times he stood close to the water's edge that had finally made its way up onto the land from the years of change to the environment. Tory, Laura's former aid had walked ahead of Sam and stopped when she saw something in the ground. Kneeling down she picked up the remains of what seemed to be a necklace. Running her fingers over the groves and lines to remove the dirt, the past came up and hit her as she saw a wedding ring, computers and storage tanks, and lab coats among people in undergarments.

Standing up and looking at Saul she gripped the necklace and looked at the Colonel as a Leoben walked up beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder lightly.

"What did you see?"

"The Colonel is telling the truth... there are people here... or there should be..."

Colonel Tigh was moving among the wreckage looking around for something, it looked like he was in his own thoughts. Kneeling down by a pile of debris, he reached down and pulled pieces away and soon he was looking at semi-warped hatch like door. Looking over his shoulder he looked to the group that had been huddled around Tory and Sam.

"SOMEONE HELP ME!" the older Adama looked up from the necklace that Tory was showing him to his friend and headed over, soon people moved and hurried to where the two men were pulling things away from what seemed to be a door in the ground. Soon everyone except for Laura Roslin was moving stuff away from the slightly warped hatch like door. Brushing their hands on their coats or pants they circled the door as Colonel Tigh kneeled down along with Galen Tyrol.

"This door is warped just a bit but it's still able to open. So what do you want to do?"

"I don't know about you people but I'm going in" The Colonel moved like he had a purpose of his own as he reached down to unlocking the door. A hand on his shoulder stopped him and he looked up at Adama who ordered one of the people from Galactica to hand him a light, passing the flashlight over to his friend, he pulled his hand off the man's shoulder and stepped back away from the door.

"Lead the way..." Adama said softly, the others nodded to the Colonel as he put his back into lifting the door open. Stepping inside and heading down the stairs he was followed by the rest of the group one by one. After a certain point a sound shuttered through the halls that everyone was going through and lights flickered to life. As the sounds reverberated through the metal and stone walls everyone jumped expecting the worst but all that happened was power came onto the building and the air systems came back online from the sounds of things.

"Damn... what the frak was that?"

"The complex's systems coming back on... it's nothing" Tory spoke up and looked around, Saul turned his flashlight off and head down a hall like a man on a mission. "Wait up!" Tory called going after the one eyed man. As the rest of the group followed, echoes of the past followed the final four; people walking down the halls, sounds of training, then the explosions from the bombs above. They all continued on not knowing what they would find. As they passed through the halls, Kara stopped and stood at the entrance to one of the rooms looking in.

The room looked no different than the officers' room where most of the officers went to play cards most evenings after flying CAP. Racks lined the walls much like the ones on Galactica, but something felt different. Stepping to the room she could echoes of laughter, happiness. Glasses and a bottle of what seemed to be alcohol was left on a pair of table pushed together, rectangle cards laying on the surface with different shapes and what seemed to be numbers. The way the cards where organized looked like someone had just been in the room moments before had it not been for the layer of dust on them and various other surfaces around the room. The room would of looked perfect and normal had it not been for the over turned chairs and blood splatter on one of the walls.

"Kara..." Lee had stepped into the room stepping behind the blond looking over her shoulder. To Lee it felt like the Rec room on the Galactica.

"This place... it looked like whoever was in this room was caught off guard..." Kara said softly, Lee looked at her then around and he saw the blood on the wall. Going over to it then the table he stood at the opposite end as his friend and looked at her.

"I was going to say this kinda looks like home up above" the two looked at each other, an officer and a politician. The gaze they gave each other locked in a silent combat of wills before Starbuck looked away and down at the cards running her fingertips along them. "Come on, we need to catch up to the others Kara" Walking away from the table the two left the room and their echoes. Passing along various other rooms including storage lockers and armories, research quarters and other soldiers' quarters Kara and Lee gave quick glances and knew that there was something with the building, it was too haunted.

Everyone finally made it to a set of double doors that read 'COLD STORAGE'. It was amazing the underground base may have been rocked and destroyed on the surface above ground but down in the depths there was barely a warped door or a fallen section of hallway. A quick glance of the door suggested that whoever was the last out the door didn't bother to lock up. Pulling the door open they quickly found that the lights were off and that the only light came from a row of tanks to the left and right of them. Below them were bare lights like something was casting a weak light against the darkness and failing. Despite the 2000 years of no activity, the power in the entire was building and it was more so evident when a set of computer consoles rose from the ground and stopped with a hiss and click when they reached their required height.

"What is this?" Asked D'Anna one of the leaders of the rebel cylons and of the last number 3 line.

"This... this is the survivors" Looking around in the darkness the final four cylons walked over to the computer consoles looking at them and the files left behind. The rest walked amongst the tanks looking at the glows and the faint outline of the figures under the dust and grime of them. It was creepy to some of the people that there would be people in tanks like this, even the cylons looked on and unnerved at the scene before them. Adama and Laura moved along the steel grated pathway their footsteps echoing in the room. As Adama walked up to Saul and the others Laura slowly made her way to one of the tanks running her hand over the grim and removing it, looking inside she saw a man with a face mask, a metal chain and what seemed to be tags of some sort and other things that looked like sensors.

"See if you can't turn the lights on in here" Galen looked at the computer and tapped a key on the keyboard and the screen booted up with a prompt. There were spaces for a user name and password, but the last to use it in the user name spot read. 'S. Tigh' Sighing he turned to the Admiral and shook his head.

"What is it Mr. Tyrol?"

"The XO needs to sign into it, I can't do anything Admiral"

"How do you know it's him?"

"It's under sir" Adama looked at the screen that Galen turned showing to the Admiral, turning his gaze over to the man who was running a hand over a name plate on one of the tanks. E. Destler. Turning to the Admiral, Saul went to the computer. Picking up one of the files he opened it and saw his own writing in it, handing it to the Admiral he picked up another one and opened it and saw a word written into it under S. Tigh, it was Resurrection. Looking at the computer screen he looked down to the keyboard and put in the letters. R E S U R R E C T I O N. Hitting enter the lights came up in the entire room. The group moved away from the tanks and looked over the railings and looked around. This wasn't just a room; it was a massive storage bay. Row upon row of tanks like the ones they have behind them, the bay was massive and it seemed to go on and on as Adama looked to the final four cylons.

"My gods..how?" Laura said clearly in shock like the rest of the people, she couldn't even finish what she started to say that Adama at her side picked up on her question that she wanted to ask.

"How many people are in these tanks?" The final four looked at each other than a clip board that was hanging on the railing. Sam was the one to speak up as he picked up the clip board and looked at the many pages coming to the last paper he looked at the number and looked at Adama.

"3000 sir" Everyone looked at the tanks before back to the final four, there were questions and answered that need to be given and explained. Saul looked at the computer screen as another screen prompt that came up.

Do you wish to process with automatic recovery procedures? Y / N? Y \

The Y \ blinked several times it looked like someone hit the wrong button instead of enter. Rubbing a hand over his face Saul sighed and hit the backspace button and put in N and hit the Enter key. Soon after another screen came up and Saul called Galen and Adama over he had to explain something to them.

"I know why they aren't awake..." The two men and the rest of the group looked at Saul, Sam came over and looked at the one eye and laughed, and shook his head looking to the tanks.

"On my way out during the bombing, we had imputed and automatic awakening procedures for all the tanks and the occupants inside, however.... I hit the wrong key instead of Enter. We should wake them up now.."

"How do we even know they are still awake?" Galen the sceptical one out of the entire group was going over the prompt screens and looking over the information. For a former scientist as Saul had shown the people through the files Galen was a bit of a sceptic when it came to engineering feats of the XO who happened to be a scientist and engineer as well. The files that Adama and the rest of the group read gave them that much information.

"We put them in here Galen... you're a scientist or were... using that brain of yours would be nice..."

"Mr. Tyrol there are monitors above these tanks... maybe that's some sign" Laura spoke up and pointed to the one monitor above the tank, all the monitors above the tanks had turned on and there was readings from what the cylons gathered to be medical read outs.

"Yes well, Colonel I remember that I was working on the resurrection technology... this whole thing was your pet project..."

"Why you..."

"Gentlemen. Enough. Wake a V. Valentine and an E. Destler... maybe they can tell us what the hell is going on seeing as none of you know why they are in tanks in the first place..." Adama's voice gave no room for arguement as Laura continued to stand by the tank that read E. Destler. The four final cylons looked at each other and bickered over everything while the a Leoban, Caprica-Six, Sharon and D'Anna watched on in amusement and curiousity. Everything that unfolded was not part of the scriptures or religious faith. They we're taking off course and it was unnerving them, the Leoban looked at Kara as he was the first to witness that there was more at work then the lines of scripture and religious faith they had.

"Yes Admiral" The people backed away from the tank that said V. Valentine. The screen read Liquid Cryogenic Suspendation Deactivated. Focusing on the tank, hissing and from the looks of it whatever was inside the tank started to drain out of an opening on the bottom of the tank allowing whatever it was to spill out onto the floor, but because of the grates that made up the floor the liquid fell through. Moments later the door opened and the figure inside fell out and landed on his hands and knees. Breathing heavily and steaming from the liquid he looked up and pulled his mask away and looked at the feet in front of him before he looked up and saw the eyes of the men and women.

"I take it this isn't a social call?"

(A/N: Read and Review people it doesn't hurt)