A/N: Warning I do not own Terminator, I do not own BSG and I do not own any other references to movies, vidogames, comics, and already written novels if I even use those references. Thanks for reading and as always this is posted Raw. Let me know what you think of it.

The following weeks were hectic as the Colonials ran to continuously convince the fleet that Erik and his crew and the Draugr were human and not the enemy. It was even more of a problem while Erik was over at the Galactica standing in as an emissary from the Draugr. News soon spread after Erik was able to work out the details on the Galactica's refit and overhaul, the consensus was that anyone new to the fleet would not be able to access the fleet or its ships. Even though it was a military call the fleet was divided as Erik worked hard to have people see the Draugr and her crew were allies and with the Colonials, however fear ran their hearts and minds as a man by the name of Tom Zarek, known terrorist turn politician turned the people against one another as the Cylons threw in their two cents and wanted to be part of the fleet and have citizenship. The worst of hell happened at the two-and-a-half week mark while Erik was fighting to keep standing in the CIC, those standing around him could see something wrong but they didn't bring that to the Admiral as he stood talking to Erik yet not looking at him too much. Erik had brought a lot of paperwork with him that Adama and Tigh were looking over; the pallor of Erik's skin was so sickly white turning grey that despite his strong voice in talking to the President and her staff that Laura Roslin told Admiral Adama to watch the half machine man. As they stood around the main console Erik looked up from a file that he was handed when he saw a Marine post themselves at the entrance to the CIC, looking over his shoulder and to the upper level he saw more men in black situating themselves. Closing the file there was a commotion and Erik saw a one legged man by the name of Gaeta stand up and yell out orders, Erik's hearing had gone fuzzy as he shook his head and he turned to see guns trained on them. Blinking away the continuous pain he had been in for the couple of weeks, he turned in time to see a muzzle flash then heard the bang as a bullet slammed into him in an armoured section of his chest and he was slammed against the main center console. There had been another shot as Erik heard screams and thuds off to his left. Erik turned his head and saw a young dead deck hand, Adama had been taken to the ground but he was unharmed as more guns were trained on them.

"I SAID HOLD YOUR FIRE!"

Hearing the one-legged Gaeta screaming for control of the CIC and the mutiny that he created Erik slid onto his butt and was breathing heavily as he put a hand to his chest before pulling it away to see thick blood. Since having his blood filtered and the nano machines removed Erik's body despite his best attempts to keep it from degrading, it was doing so. The left side of his body ached constantly as the metal that had been infused with his bones was weighing on him. The arm structure and power source was constantly hot to the touch and there were patches of greying flesh on his right side. It was getting close to the time that he would have to be put into a special solution on the Draugr; the CMO of the Galactica was a chain smoking doctor slash surgeon by the name of Sherman Cottle, he had excellent bedside manners meaning he had none what so ever, but he grew protective of Erik ever since his back and forth to the Medical Bay over the last couple of weeks.

Getting shot was not one of the high points of his priority list as Adama crawled over and looked Erik over as he was now sweating badly. Once him, Erik and Tigh were up and escorted out of the CIC and down a hall, Erik slumped standing against a wall, both of the Marines went to the man only have Erik whip around and grab both men by the necks and slam their heads together hard enough to knock them out. Dropping them Erik leaned against a wall breathing heavily as Adama and Colonel Tigh picked up the two Marine's weapons; they turned to him and questioned him as he put a hand to his chest gripping at it only to have some small amount of flesh pulled away from the bullet hole.

"Christ, I need to get you two off this ship; I need to get off this ship... hang on..." Erik reached into his coat and pulled a small device out and flipped it open pushing a couple of buttons. Putting the device to his ear he waited five seconds before listening to something, grunting he spoke a couple of words and listened more before he flipped the device closed. "We need to move, from what I've been told, the hanger has been taken but my Draugr pilot has been liberated by Kara Thrace and Lee Adama, they are moving to a secondary location with Laura Roslin to get her off the ship. Time to go..." Erik grunted and told Adama the location of where the transport was going to pick people up. As soon as they made it to the location after being held up at gunpoint by Kara, Erik found himself sliding against a wall till he was sitting against it and leaning his head against the bulk heads.

Watching Adama kiss Roslin was like watching a sappy romance movie but Erik could see that the two loved each other a great deal. Closing his eyes, the next thing that Erik realized was that he was being lifted and put into the Raptor that was going to take Gaius Baltar and Laura Roslin away to a safe spot. As Erik was being laid down heard voices around him, he tried to tell apart who was talking, but the fuzzy tones and sounds was too much as he turned his head to the side feeling someone pressing something to his forehead before his world went black.

When Erik went down, the others ran to him and were terrified at what they saw when Baltar pressed his hand against Erik's chest to feel something shifting away to the side. Pulling the uniform jacket to the side and unbuttoning Erik's shirt slightly Baltar's eyes widened and as he saw the grey flesh sloughing off and away from Erik's body leaving behind silvery metal behind. Pulling his hand away Baltar wiped his hands on his pants and turned to look at Adama.

"This man cannot stay here, he is very sick and I fear that if he is not treated soon, he will die."

"Get him onto that Raptor and get him out of here" Adama ordered, Baltar reached down as Colonel Tigh went over with Lee and Kara Thrace. Picking him up carefully was hard as they couldn't put too much of a grip on him, but they couldn't have too much of a light grip, but they managed to get him onto the raptor were Baltar had cracked open a medical kit and was pushing something to Erik's chest while looking beside him as the door to the raptor closed and President Roslin knelt down next to him.

"What can I do?"

"Use this cold pack, this man is burning up and we need to get his temperature down." Baltar handed the cold pack to the woman and went back to digging through the med kit as the Raptor took off from the Galactica's hull, there was some commotion up front as he felt the familiar feel of the FTL drive activate before they were shot out of the sky by the mutineers of the Galactica.

The pilots of the Raptor was a Sharon from the Rebel Basestar and the Draugr Pilot from the Galactica hanger, the pilot from the Draugr got up from his co-pilot seat and went into the back and saw that his boss wasn't doing so good, Pulling something from his flight suit he flipped it open and pushed a few buttons before he spoke softly into the device, after a few moments of watching Gaius Baltar he tapped the man on the shoulder and held out the device.

"It's for you..."

"What am I supposed to do with this?"

"It's a phone, use it like a phone." The man held the device out a little more that Gaius looked to Laura before he took the device and held it to his ear.

"Hello, this is Gaius Baltar."

"Tony McEllgen, you Gaius Baltar, that genius doctor right?"

"Yes... Formerly"

"Good, I need you to listen to me and give me the information I need. That man that is with you laid out on his back, what color is his skin on his chest?"

Baltar pulled the sleeves of his jacket up and looked to the man before him and opened his uniform jacket then his shirt, Laura Roslin gasped and covered her face as Baltar's face paled to a ghost color. The skin of Erik's chest was mottled gray and green with areas of black where the machine components were.

"Grey with areas of green and black sections where... is that a robotic arm?"

"Focus! How spread across his chest is it?" The voice on the phone was beyond worried as it fought for calm.

"It's maybe the entirety of the right half of his chest, it's about a quarter over onto his left side, he was shot but it doesn't look like it was too damaging... I see a small dent in the metal from the section of skin that has all but fallen off.

"What do you mean he was shot!?"

Baltar pulled the phone away from his ear at the scream that came through the speaker. When he was about to put the device back to his ear the phone was pulled from his grasp by the President. Watching her put her ear to the phone she spoke to the man on the other line in a calming and yet soothing voice. Turning his gaze to the man before him, Baltar gulped and looked around in panic. He was pulled away from his musing when he saw Laura putting a hand on his shoulder before going to the Eight-Sharon ordering her to jump on the safe side of the Draugr.

The Sharon nodded and pulled a headset on and contacted the Basestar to let them know that the Galactica was under mutiny and they were not going to the Basestar but the Draugr. The Basestar readied for an attack from the Galactica as well as the Draugr and her crew, once the Raptor was landed on the Draugr, the Hanger Bay was ready with a medical team to take the passengers.

Erik was offloaded first and rushed away from the Hanger while Laura Roslin and Baltar were taken to the Medical Bay. As the two sat on a bed, they could hear the rushing around and calls as Karin Landing fought to stabilize the man before her. It was a tense forty-five minutes and Baltar looked to the woman at his side who was holding the phone in hand and looking off in the distance.

"Madame President..." No response from her, getting off the bed he stood in front of her and put both his hands on hers and called again. "Madame President... Laura Roslin."

Hearing her name, Laura looked around see that Baltar had been trying to get her attention, watching him pull his hands away and stood back as a Marine and Helo walked into the Medical Bay. Since the Draugr and her rising, Helo had been told to stay put on the Draugr to learn the systems as well as help command the ship.

"Madame President, I need you to come to the CIC with me, there is something you need to hear."

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Upon entry to the CIC, the room went silent and all eyes went to Laura Roslin, a few looked away from her as Helo looked to one of the crewmen that was the communication's officer of the Draugr. Looking down to his console he hit a couple of buttons and the speakers came to life.

"This is Tom Zarek, President of the Twelve Colonies. It's over, Laura. Saul Tigh was killed attempting to escape. Bill Adama was tried and found guilty of his crimes. A firing squad executed him this morning. It's done, Laura. You want to think about the people of this fleet now, and surrender."

The recording ended as everyone looked around to her; they clearly had been briefed on who the leader was of the Colonials as they all stood by waiting for her to do something. Looking to Helo she asked for a connection fleet wide, once a connection to the fleet was established she was handed a handset.

Looking around the room, she could see tears in the eyes of the Colonials that had been transferred to help on the Draugr, as well as those of the Draugr that had heard great things about Admiral Adama and what he had done for the Fleet of people here with the Galactica.

"Tom Zarek, I will not be cowed by you, I will not be told to step down, I will use every cannon, every bomb, every bullet, every weapon I have down to my own eyeteeth to end you. I swear it! I'm coming for all of you!" Laura turned to look at Helo and ordered him to prepare to attack; the Cylons had heard the anguish in the woman's voice over the radio and prepared to attack the Galactica from the Basestar. However time stood still after Laura Roslin gave the five minute warning, what seemed liked mere seconds, a voice that Laura and Helo thought they would never hear again was heard over the fleet radio and in the CIC of the Draugr.

"Madame President, this is Admiral William Adama hold your fire! The Galactica has been secured." Breaths that were held were let go as Helo hugged a weeping President and the others cheered for the success and luck of one man. Once Helo let go there was a call to the Draugr that was answered and a smile was given to the woman at the main console. Picking up the phone Laura wept more as she heard Bill's voice.

"Laura, are you alright?"

"I should be asking you that."

"I'm fine; I'll be coming to the Draugr in bit after I deal with Gaeta and Zarek. How is Lieutenant-Commander Destler?"

"He's not doing so good Bill; I don't think he has much time left... I'll explain when you get here and Bill?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"And I you Laura, I will see you in an hour. Galactica out." Putting the phone down Laura looked to Helo and asked to be taken back to the Medical Lab. With the guard detail was someone by the name of Jarl Andrews leading the way, she felt much safer with him there however instead of being taken to the Medical Bay the man took Laura to a lab that she had been to before and was taken to the observation platform were there was an operation happening. Looking through the glass Laura watched as the man that was willing to do almost everything was being cut up and pulled apart.

She watched as doctors and Tony pulled the metal components out of Erik's chest, he was laid open for the world to see and missing all of the skin and muscle or what was left or Erik's organic components on his right side. It was almost like watching an autopsy on the man that had saved their lives more than once, the only thing that signified that Erik was still alive was the complex medical systems inflating and deflating his lungs and the fact that his heart was being still beating. There was movement around her as she continued to watch with a sick fascination.

"Laura?" A voice pulled her away from the scene before her and she turned to see a slightly bruised but living Admiral Adama. With a sob she put a hand to her mouth and slowly walked to Adama who met her half way, reunited the two hugged each other tightly as Adama pressed a kissed to Laura's forehead.

Once the two separated Adama walked to the railing where he could look down to the lab turned operation theatre. Seeing the man that save his life and took a bullet and now taken apart such as he was, was not what he wanted to ever see or experience for him. He remembered when Erik told him that he gave him life and his body up for the service and to see the proof that he literally had given everything up was not what he expected to see in the room before him.

"I can't take my eyes away from this, Erik Destler... a living reminder of what he has been through and what he has put himself through... I can't help what wonder exactly happened in the past the he had to go through so much of this, I cannot imagine the pain he has endured all his years and the pain he must currently be going through right now." Laura stood at his side and wrapped her arms around herself as Adama looked on and watched as a special horizontal tank was opened. It seemed that they removed all of the damaged sections of his body as well as anything metal in his body which was a very large majority of the man's body. Everything that was reinforcing his spine, his ribs and his hip bones was removed with portions of the bones themselves.

The man that looked out others before himself looked nothing more than a corpse and it was extremely unnerving. After Erik was put into the tank and the tank was carefully filled with whatever liquid, what remained of Erik's body floated gently in the very middle of it with cables and tubes, he looked liked a side-show creature floating in the tank.

A door opened off to the couple's right and Tony followed by a couple others including Ellen Tigh in scrubs went to stand at the railing beside Adama and Laura. Running a hand through his hair Tony looked to the two that turned their attention away from the man in the tank.

"I have never had Erik in as bad a condition as I have him in now. I've had to cut away at a lot of dead tissue to leave healthy tissue behind. The tank that he is in now will keep him alive and help rebuild some of the cut away tissue and bone. I'm glad that I remembered 'Starship Troopers'." The two Colonials looked at Tony as he spoke but when he mentioned 'Starship Troopers' they were all confused. When he didn't elaborate he saw the confused looks staring at him. Sighing he banged his head against the glass gently twice over. "It's a movie... basically I took an idea from it and made it reality. Granted that it's not on the large scale but the nano machines will do the same job." Turning away and glass there was someone that ran in and started hitting Tony over and over till they collapsed on the ground sobbing with Tony hold them.

"Why?!"

"Leona, he didn't want you to find out."

"And you think that gives you the right to keep me away from him?" The woman whom had previously been beating on Tony now with red eyes and tears streaming down her face turned to look at the Colonials. She saw the looks that were been shared and wrapped her arms around herself as they moved over to offer what comfort they could.

"Are you Leona Vallen?" Ellen Tigh knelt down beside the young woman and took her hand in her own giving it a squeeze, when the younger woman nodded. Ellen took her from Tony and wrapped her arms around her and allowed her to cry into her neck. "You know Erik talked about you quite a bit on Earth, mentioned this strong, bright, young woman that was all too happy to spend her days with a guy that was missing half his parts. I have to say that you got the good end of that deal. You are lucky to have someone like him; he put you up on par with an angel."

"He did?"

"Trust me dear." Adama and Laura looked on as if Ellen had grown another head, but then when they first met her she was a drunk, partier, someone that had sex with everything that walked, but then no one bothered to mention that she was only like that due to the fact that she had false memories planted in her head and that her days as a proper wife and scientist were withheld from her. When Ellen had been killed and she had been resurrected she remembered everything and she was beyond pissed that her child would something as stupid as what he had done. The people that had been left in the tubes had more and more in common with the Cylons and Human of her generation that she spent time working on DNA tests, genealogical history to see how far back they actually went.

She wouldn't share anything with the Colonials yet until she was able to talk to what remained of the final five, there was a stage of research that she wanted to bring her husband and Sam Anders into. While Saul was a designer by nature he was able to see the organic side of her research and build upon his previous research provided that the rest of his memories could be accessed in full. Looking to Tony who pushed himself up to a stand he quickly left the room as Ellen sat with Leona who was curled up on herself. Even for a soldier it was clear that for someone like Leona there was nothing that she could do for the man that was laying in the tank, Ellen rubbed the woman's back and looked to Adama and Laura.

"Ellen?" Adama looked at the woman who was clearly alive, how she got to the Draugr well that was the burning question going through his mind.

"Hello Bill, Laura how are you both?"

"Mrs. Tigh, last I heard…" Laura was about continue on when Ellen stood up and cocked her head to the side and raised an eyebrow to the couple before her.

"Yes, I am well aware of my death, and my resurrection, frankly you can blame my son John for that one. Beyond that I was able to make my way off the Basestar with someone you call 'Boomer' during the Galactica's occupation. Tony and I have been fighting to save Erik's life since he was brought on board." Ellen held out a hand to Leona who took it as she was pulled to her feel wiping the tears from her eyes and face. Adama and Laura looked to the younger woman who moved to the glass and looked to the person in the now upright glass tank. "Frankly I don't blame Saul for poisoning me, had I had my pre-Cylon one war memories this would have never happened and I frankly do not enjoy the fact that I was used as a mental patient slash test subject."

Laura looked to Bill whom looked at her before they both stared at the woman before them, this was a confusing moment as the three entered a terse silence. Shaking her head Ellen turned away and walked out of the room before she looked over her shoulder to the three in the room. "Well are you three coming or what, Tony needs to talk to all three of you in his lab."

As Ellen left, Leona turned her gaze to the couple who looked at her with sad eyes before the woman hooked her arm with the man's and they walked over to her offering her a sad but reassuring smile. The man stood tall gazing at her.

"You remind me of Erik you know that Admiral?"

"And how do I remind him of you Ms. Vallen?" Adama had since been able to memorize the names of the important people from the twelve that been first woken up. Leona Vallen, an 'Overlord' Pilot and a part time marine soldier. The files and the images that were provided with the files showed a back story and history of the soldiers that Erik was in command of.

"You remind me of how Erik shows care and concern… he told me about your crew and the observations that he made when he over there, everyone seems to care for you, love you even. You hold such respect amongst your crew, Erik is able to able to do most of that though not because he is commanding from a deck, but because he worked alongside his crew and he was there alongside them in battle or in a lab." Stepping up to Adama, Leona looked the older man over before broken down in tears resting her head against the older man's chest. "You also remind me so much of my father, he was the same way…"

Laura let go of Adama's arm and watched as the Admiral wrapped his arms around the younger woman, he rested his chin on the top of her head and held her as she cried. After what seemed like a life time Leona pulled back and wiped her face with her sleeve before she glanced at the man ashamed before she hurried out of the room leading away from the lab.

"Seems like people of the past see you as a father figure as well Bill." Adama turned his head to Laura and offered her a smile before he took her arm and linked with his leading her out of the room and down to the lab.

"Well it took years to cultivate the fatherly ability amongst the crew; I was the father I should have been to Lee and Zach. Let's go and see what they want from us." The two walked arm in arm to see the upright tank with Erik or what was human Erik floating in whatever substance with what looked to be a custom mask over his what was his face.

It was both horrifying as well as intriguing to see but Tony sliding up to them on a wheeled stool, there seemed to be a grease like substance now all over his shirt and on his forearms, he had bags underneath his eyes but it was clear that he was still awake and gave off the impression that he was buzzing.

"Welcome to the actual sanctum after he's not cleaned up, this is typically how my lab looks so don't worry so much. I need you two to sit down because what I am going to tell you will not only shock you but Laura Roslin you will unfortunately be first in this little project." Laura looked to the two business chairs that had been rolled out into the area and she sat down, Adama on the other hand stood to the side of the chair and remained standing.

"I will stand, what is it that you mean that the President would be first in this project?"

"Admiral, you agreed to let Erik look into working on your ship as well as look into something for the President correct?"

"Yes."

"Well this is the help. First off, I'm going to give you a bit of background on me. I am Tony McEllgen as you may know, I am however not a soldier or fighter... well I could fight if I wanted to, but I prefer to avoid going into a fight at all. That is Erik's thing not mine. I don't really have a file other than that I am a scientist, inventor, scientist, etc, etc.

What you may not know is that I am able to take vague or ideas that are considered to be science-fiction and bring them to life. Or rather I take ideas of what I love and such and make them real. Before I go into what project the both of you are involved in I am going to show you something. Come with me." Wheeling over to a section of the lab the President and the Admiral followed and soon were taken to a rather large metal work bench with what looked to be an arm, a leg and other robotics. Laura looked at the items with interest wondering what exactly Tony was making with the spare pieces of metals laying on another table. Sitting on a section of table that was cleared was a metal tray with four bottles a clear but almost silver looking liquid sitting next to two needs.

"Okay before I show you rest of everything else on the table and what's on the tray I need you to watch something and then I am going to do some show and tell for you. This is for you to see what I am capable of and it will lead to you and what is on that tray." Turning to a computer laying off to the side Tony moved his mouse waking up the screen and opening a program, a window popped up with a man mid-step with and wearing a leather bike outfit and belt of what seemed to be ammo.

Tony pushed a button and the man went on to talking slowly as with purpose, the screen changed shots to police officers telling the man to stop before they opened fire on him. The man kept walking forwards taking the bullets before he pulled a gun from the front of his pants and he opened fire on the police hitting them only in the knees. The damage to the man's face and chest was evident by the damaged steel look. There was blood all over the shirt, and areas of the face. Tony paused the program and shifted it till there was a man that was a writing on the screen that said 'Los Angles, 2029 A.D' behind the writing were destroyed cars and skeletons in the screens. Hearing a voice talk about a war and machines, the skull reminded Adama and Laura about the holocaust of their people. Both Adama and Laura jumped when a skull was crushed under a metal foot, the two looked close as the shot moved up and it showed an entire metal a skeleton. The skeleton looked strangely like the parts that Erik had as Tony pressed pause on the program.

"This is from a movie from my time; the movie is called Terminator 2: Judgement Day. It was one the first movies that I had been able to translate in reality. The time and effort it took to create prosthetics that would work with the human body took a couple years, but with some ingenuity, some luck and a very determined man that wanted to live I made Erik part Terminator and this has ultimately saved his ass. What I plan on doing is making him lighter so that he isn't a heavy guy. And secondly I'm changing the design a bit so that it isn't as bulky or intrusive, the rest of the movement design is basically going to be the same." Tony stood up and went to a work table where there was cloth covering part of the project, pulling it off he stared at it before he turned to look at the tank.

"Power wise I'm working with the Cylon to strengthen the heart organically as well as implement new nano machines that fix and an all issues in the body. Erik's prime sadly was not in his twenties but in his thirties programming for that will come from the old nano machines which have already been repaired. Erik's wish was that you and Adama would undergo injections to incorporate his personal set of nanites into your body. The programming on them alters a bit to whom receives them and I made the programming of the nanos to be adaptable. The new nanos that Erik is getting will also incorporate new programming due to the new systems that Erik is receiving.

Admiral, Erik's has watched you closely, he see a great deal of himself in you. He is offering to give you back your prime of your mid to late thirties. Unfortunately programming will not bring you any younger than thirty-five. The way this one works is that I set an 'age' for the nanos to work to. You will find soon that after the injection, health, energy, strength, endurance will increase and will do so till the nanos deem you 'healthy' enough. You will however need to stay with me for the length of time it takes for the nanos to do their work. I need to make sure that the work they do is what is expected.

Madame President, Erik informed me that you have an upstage breast cancer and are fighting it the best you can. Medical science has come a long way. I will not tell you how because it all comes down to my technology, all of my time in the military was never to make weapons, never to make things that kill. Yes I have a slightly unhealthy obsession in making things from things that I see a reality, but if I do make it it's always under the use of STAT or Erik.

Erik's nano's have been programmed with algorithms to take on any and all illnesses that a human could ever get, they had to be programmed with it in case anything to Erik were to happen. Erik doesn't know this and I refuse to tell him, but data comes back from the nanos when he's in this lab. It's a bit of a privacy issue because I know the entirety of Erik's illnesses if he ever gets any and sadly there have been at least five or six different times where the things in Erik's body has caused him cancer. These nanos prevented it and destroyed it at the source, let me tell you Madame President, your previous cure. I had a look at that data, the blood was unique and it had the healing properties you are looking for but they degraded causing the cancer to come back. I can help you eradicate it. Permanently."

Tony and the other two stepped up to Erik's tank and stared at him, it seemed that there was more to the man before them and some of that information was kept hidden away from even him. Laura turned and looked at Tony and saw that Tony believed in what he was saying, he could do what no one else could. He was offering not just her but Adama a chance as well. She turned to Bill and saw that he was fighting himself on the subject when he saw the look in her eyes, if she could drop a few years as well, why not give this a chance?

Pulling the man in a hug she ran her hands through Bill's hair and whispered in his ear.

"If we are given a chance, would you take it?"

"Chance at what?" Adama held Laura to him and looked at the tank and to Erik's face and his closed eye. He was giving up his way of health and security to help two strangers in a world that was just as strange to them. The Lieutenant Commander was way too trusting, but then he was able to put himself in front of the bullet that was meant for him. Adama closed his eyes and nuzzled Laura's neck.

"You don't have to go back to being thirty-five how about we bring you to his age of forty-five you will still be ruggedly handsome to me. I was thinking of shaving a few years off of myself as well, what do you think Bill?" There was no verbal answer but the nod against her neck was enough. " , how would you like to go about this?"

"Well Madame President, I think you should go first. The admiral is still needed to run the fleet as well as I'm sure your people don't want to see two people missing. Your treatment might take longer than the Admiral's because of what you have and it will depend on how engrained the cancer is in your body, and I will tell you now you will be ravenous while going through treatment so you might as well stay here on the Draugr." Tony was grinning from ear to ear as he heard that President would agree, if she agreed then that means that Adama would, however there was one last question from the woman.

"These machines I am assuming would have no way of controlling me?"

"Lady these are designed to heal, there is no way anyone not even myself would be able to control the nanos. The only thing they understand is the 'heal' command, that's it."

"When can we get started?" by this time the Admiral and the President stepped apart from each other as the two looked at him.

"When would you like to like to kick the cancer in the ass?"