Okay, so for all of you that read this, here's the deal: I've written a couple of things, things that I had completely planned out and was really excited to write. But, they all kinda fizzled out before I was anywhere near done with them. This fic, I just wanted to get the basics out of my head really quickly, so, obviously, the writing is a little choppy. Also, I feel like there might be a story to be written from these two chapters, and I tried to get the idea across as best I could, but I'm pretty sure that I'll never have the energy or time to really write it. That's why there are a couple of things that don't really make much sense for a one-shot….or two-shot in there, but may make more sense for a longer story. Any questions about the whats or whys, feel free to ask and I'll get back to you with answers.

So, the deal is, anyone who reads it and want to continue it…go for it! Anyone who wants to just use one or two ideas…it's all yours. Just drop me a review telling me so I can be sure to check it out.

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She woke up with a gasp. Senses coming back in a sudden snap, like being born. The burning in her throat and the screaming in her ears subsided when she sucked in another breath. She couldn't help but flinch from the soft brush of fingertips against her shoulder. Turing her head she struggled to focus her eyes on a face, haloed in white blond hair and lips moving, Kara. Slowly, the sounds started to make sense, "It's okay just breath….it's okay."

As she tried to settle into her skin she looked around, she was in one of the tubs that the hybrids used. Panicky, she reached behind her, feeling here spine and ribs below the skin and counted, one…two…three….four…and a little to the left. Her fingers contracted and her heart gave a little flutter in relief as she felt the edges of a scar.

She collapsed backwards, laying on the edge of the tub, watching Kara give her a sarcastic smile through half open eyes. "I'm back, I'm really back. And my skin is real, I can feel things again." She paused a moment while Kara grabbed a towel and a robe. While she stepped out on wobbly legs and wiped herself dry she started again, "I stayed too long, that body wasn't real, but I don't feel right in this one, like the skin is too tight, and I'm floating."

"You could as some of the cylons." She couldn't control the small frown that twisted her lips on the word. It transformed quickly into a smile. Expressions that she didn't have to create and force onto her face, definitely an upside to having a real body.

"I'd rather not. I may be one, doesn't mean I particularly want to ask them for a personal favor…maybe I'll ask Athena." Kara nodded along.

"I'm sure Hera will be happy to see you. She comes to visit every couple of days."

Cameron smiled a little at the thought of the little girl, "What about you? Does General Connor not need ballsy half cylon, viper jocks blowing up skynet forces anymore… or did you just want to keep me company?"

"Glad to see that getting in touch with your toaster side has affected your sense of humor. But no, I'm off on medical leave."

Cameron looked at the older woman. It took her a moment to get used to just using her eyes, instead of being able to scan, but there didn't seem to be anything wrong. For a moment, she was tempted to make a crack at Kara's mental state, but after having known her for a few years, she knew that there were some things that you just shouldn't tease about. "This isn't because we think that your dad might have been that last cylon…David."

"No….no. This doesn't have anything to do with that….whatever he was, he's as dead as everyone else on the colonies and it doesn't really matter anymore. Nope, nothing to do with my freaky possibly pseudocylon self." The grin she gave was somewhere between wicked and worried.

"Then what…" Cameron glanced over Kara again and stopped at her arms, crossed lowly around her stomach. "No way. Your….You and Lee are having a baby!?"

The frown that came across Kara face was severe, "Who says it's Lee's?" Cameron met the angry face and waited. Usually trying to outlast Starbuck was more likely to get you punched in the face than anything, but after a minute the viper jock broke the contest and let a smile twitch across her face. "Yeah, well looks like I'm going to be in the first group going back. On the upside, with you coming too, I won't have to worry about finding a babysitter."

By now they were walking along the halls, and through the windows of the grounded ship, Cameron could see the bombed ruins of post-JD Earth. "Who all will be coming back in the first trip?"

They nodded and exchanged a few words with the soldiers posted outside MedBay and Cameron sat while they waited for Doc Cottle. "The General seems to think it's a good idea to only send back a small group for now. Some of the original cylons, maybe a representative from the final five, me, you, Baltar," they exchanged a look at the name, "some civvies, some military. It's still all coming together, but the old man, Lee, and Roslin all want to stay until most of the fleet has gone back. We think that some people might want to stay here…you know, better to stay in the middle of a war than to go back and face having to live through the bombings again."

"Is there any chance for Roslin?"

"No, I don't think so. She's just barely hanging on, waiting to make sure that we've actually made it. The admiral isn't going to be the same without her." They waited in silence for Cottle and Kara left midway through her exam. After being medically cleared she reported to the admiral to be debriefed.

She told him almost everything. The things she left out were things that were just for her to know and try to understand. Before she left the admiral asked her a question, that she hadn't considered, despite how obvious it was, "Are you going to see Connor? General Connor I mean, before you go?"

"I don't know yet. I guess I'll be seeing him soon either way."