A month passed since Kara was diagnosed with pneumonia and not much had happened since: the lack of cylons chasing them caused the crew of both battlestars to have to deal with a completely boring daily routine, not that they complained about the peace…

Just a couple of days had gone by since Starbuck was able to convince the doctor to give her wings back, which was the perfect medicine for the cranky mood she had been developing during her so called 'recovery incarceration'. These days, even CAPs were enjoyable for her.

Currently, Kara was in hers and Lee's room preparing herself to their afternoon off.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Lee questioned her. "We can stay back here in the ship if you're having second thoughts."

Kara turned to him and raised an eyebrow. He was definitely in Protective Lee mode. "Why would I have second thoughts? We're just going to spend a few hours in New Caprica. It's no big deal…"

"Well, it is the first time you'll potentially see Sam after you dumped him for me…" he pointed out. He knew she still felt a little guilty by the way things were over between them. It had been really sudden for the guy. Lee actually felt sorry for him, but there was no way he would give Kara Thrace up.

"It is also the first time you'll see Dee after you dumped her for me," she stated, crossing her arms. "I don't see much difference."

"I'm just saying… Obviously, I'm not looking forward to see her too. But she is the passive-agressive type. Plus, she is smaller than me. It's not like she can do much physical damage," he said.

She snorted in disbelief. "Don't be stupid Lee. Sam would never try to harm me. Plus, if he did, I could handle him. You've already had a taste of my punches."

His mind drifted to that day in the hangar deck when he had angrily confronted Kara after she and Baltar had… He shrugged, unable to finish the thought. Just the idea of Gaius Baltar touching her made him want to crack the man's skull… "Okay, I get the idea," he gave up, throwing his hands in the air.

She approached him and put her arms around his neck. "Think of bright side. We'll be able to show people that us dating is not a joke." Helo had mentioned that, during his last visit to the planet's surface, Jammer had said that he wouldn't believe Starbuck and Apollo were together until he had some kind of solid proof.

"I thought they all had 'us' coming…" Lee stated, pecking her on the lips.

"They did, but some of them thought we'd never have the guts to actually shack up together," she pointed, stepping away from him and walking out of the room.

He followed her to the main room. "Get a coat. The weather sucks down there and I'm sure you don't want to get sick again," he warned her.

She reached for the military jacked lying on the sofa without protesting. Two and a half weeks grounded were more than enough for her. They exited the private quarters and guided themselves to the hangar bay, where a raptor should be taking them to the planet.

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New Caprica City was, like it had been the last time they had been there, a cluster of tents planned in a way that tried to pass as organized blocks.

"Oh look, a pyramid court," Kara said in the moment they stepped out of the raptor, pointing at a court a few yards away surrounded by stands. "This is just great. People still have to pee on the floor and bathe in the lake 'cause there are no latrines but gods forbid the lack of a pyramid court," she told Lee sarcastically.

"Baltar's way of organizing priorities isn't exactly unbiased, as he has a private bathroom in Colonial One," Lee pointed out. He still wondered what the hell had gone through people's minds to vote for Baltar as president…

"There is just no way I would give up our warm shower and our comfy bed for this hole," Kara murmured. She understood that all that people felt the need of having real ground behind their feet, but that whole city seemed like a refugee camp. She thanked the gods for having chosen to go with Lee to Pegasus.

"Come on," he said, waking her from her thoughts. "We are not gonna stand here 'till it is time for us to return to Pegasus, are we?"

"That would be a really crappy way to spend time, wouldn't it?" she stated. "We can't forget to go to our spot."

"Our spot?" he asked confused.

"My 'cabin on the forest'," she reminded him, slapping him in arm almost hurt by the fact that he didn't remember.

"Oh," Lee said. The place where they had first made love, of course. "Maybe a round two in there?" he suggested.

She smiled wickedly. "If you keep me happy…" she said, walking away.

Lee followed immediately, already embracing the task of keeping her happy for the day. They strolled around the main 'street' of the city, seeing several familiar faces: Duck and Nora, his fiancée; Felix Gaeta; Tory Foster… Finally, after spending several minutes walking, Lee and Kara bumped into good old Doctor Cottle holding his usual cigarette.

"How did you manage to get pneumonia when you live inside a battlestar, Young Lady?" the doctor unceremoniously interrogated Kara.

"It is good to see you too, Doc. How nice of you to ask how I am," she greeted him in a sarcastic tone.

"I don't have time for your sarcasm, Captain. Just answer my question," Cottle told her in his usual annoyed voice.

"Beats me. Karma, bad luck, voodoo. You pick," Kara said. "Anyway, how the hell do you know I was sick? Are you omnipresent now or did Talbot forget the meaning of Doctor/Patient confidentiality?"

"That doesn't apply to other doctors, Kara," Lee pointed out, to which she responded with an 'Oh'.

"At least you're not my problem now," the doctor muttered. "Let poor Talbot handle you. He was always a poor bastard." With that, Cottle walked away without saying one more word, leaving them standing in the middle of the street.

"Isn't he just a frakking pile of joy?" Kara asked Lee. Back in Pegasus, she still starnged the lack of smoke in the air and cranky remarks in the sickbay. Cottle sure made an impression...

"You don't need to say that twice," he agreed before they resumed walking.

The people they saw in the streets didn't seem so happy. Who would be happy living in city like this? Kara thought. It took them a few minutes before they arrived to a huge tent from where dozens of kids were leaving. It was clearly the school.

"Wanna go say hi to Roslin?" Lee suggested. He had heard from his father that Laura Roslin had become a teacher again and, along with a friend, was running New Caprica's Elementary School.

"Sure," she agreed. "But we can't take long. Our spot is waiting for some action."

The interior of the makeshift school was not rich, but given the circumstances, it could be said that the teachers had done a very good job setting it. Kids of different ages shared the same classroom, as the resources were not that vast. Roslin stood in a corner, talking to a dark skinned young woman, who Lee didn't take long to identify.

"Frak," he murmured to Kara, who was distractedly looking around the classroom. "Dee's here."

Kara immediately stopped staring at the room and turned to Lee. "Where?" she inquired. She expected to have a little longer before they ran into their exes. Maybe even not seeing them at all…

"In the corner with Roslin," he told her in a low voice. In the moment he said that, both women noticed his presence, even though it was impossible for them to hear him. Roslin smiled. Dee frowned. Both of them walked in his direction.

"Excuse me," Dualla said, passing through Lee and Kara in the tent's exit direction, without bothering to greet them at all. It was clear that she still didn't get over the break up.

"Commander, captain, it's so good to see you," Roslin greeted them in a nice tone. "You two came down for a visit?"

"Yes, Madam President," Lee replied. "How are things down here?"

"Oh, please call me Laura. I'm not the president anymore," she stated.

"You will always be the president for us," Kara pointed out. "Bearing in mind the replacement…" Baltar as the president. What a joke! She thought.

"I'm not exactly satisfied either," she agreed. "Did you see the pyramid court? We live in a tent city with no sanitation conditions and he builds pyramid courts!?"

"That's exactly what we thought," Lee informed her. "The man just doesn't make any sense!"

"Well, we can't do anything now. Anyway, Bill mentioned your newfound relationship," she told them. She couldn't say she was surprised since she had witnessed them kiss in the Astral Queen. Since that day, Laura Roslin could tell that what Apollo and Starbuck felt for each other was more than a friendship. "I'm happy for you, really."

"Thank you, Madam… I mean, Laura," Lee said. "So, you've been talking to my father?"

"Yes, every two days," she confirmed with a smile

Every two days… Lee recognized that it was an awful lot of talking for his father. Bill Adama was usually a man of few words. He wondered if they were not following the same steps he and Kara had…

Suddenly, a baby's cry echoed in the room. "Oh, Isis," Laura mumbled, walking to a small bassinet that neither Lee nor Kara had noticed before. The former president lifted the infant out of the bassinet and cradled her in her arms, calming the child immediatly, and returned to the spot that she had been previously occupying next to them, bringing the little girl along. "This is Isis. Her mother and I are friends and I'm supposed to watch her while she runs some errands."

Kara stared at the child. She didn't know why, but that baby seemed so familiar… She had a strange feeling that told her that little girl didn't belong there. "Have we met her parents?" Kara questioned. That might explain why the kid was so familiar.

"I doubt it," Laura lied. Did she figure this is Hera Agathon? She thought. She couldn't, they had taken too many precautions... "Maya used to live in the Thera Sita and I doubt she ever stepped into Galactica," Roslin continued, not showing her interior nervousness, so they wouldn't suspect of anything.

"Okay," Kara gave up. She realized that she wouldn't be able to get anything out of Roslin. "So, we have to go. Our time back here is kind of limited…"

"Alright," the former president agreed, thankful for the fact that she wouldn't insist in the matter. "I hope to see you again soon, then."

"We'll see what we can do," Lee told her, following Kara out of the tent.

They walked a few yards in silence until Kara stopped him. "Did you feel that?" she questioned him.

"Feel what?" he inquired in confusion.

"That kid. She seemed so familiar…" she told him. Kara just couldn't wipe that thought out of her face.

"All kids look the same in that age," Lee pointed out.

Not that one, she thought. "Yeah, maybe that's it," she lied. There was no use pushing the matter. She promised herself to dedicate herself to investigate later… she didn't have that kind of feeling often, but when she did, she was usually right.

A/N: This chapter will continue, no worries. I managed to update two days earlier, which is a miracle. Next week, the praxe (for those who don't know, the praxe is a tradition in Portugal where the sophemores find stupid ways to publically humiliate the freshmen, don't ask me why) will start in my college and my sister and I will be in the front rows, so maybe you'll have to wait a bit. Now, what do you think? Will Kara be able to uncover Isis' real identity? Give me suggestions. I only received three reviews last chapter, shich really sadened me. Reviews are important in order to let the writer know if they are doing a decent job.

Now, the news. I start a livejournal page (link in my profile) that I will use to keep you aware of my fic's status, meaning when I have delays, I'll put warnings there and, from time to time, depending on the number of reviews I get, I may post previews of the future chapter