"How many cylon ships are there?" Lee asked Hoshi in exasperation. The only word he could think about was 'frak'. Why now, of all times? Why did those frakkers have to appear just when Kara was down on the planet? A bunch of scenarios formed in his head, some with a happy ending, others more than catastrophic.

"Can't tell, sir. More than a hundred, for sure," the officer told him.

Helo shook his head. "Judging from their formation, I'm pretty sure they are trying to keep us from sending anyone down to the planet and our people from coming back from there."

"Frak!" Lee cursed again before calling his father.

The conversation was frantic. Bill Adama was just as clueless as he was at the moment.

"They contacted us and said that if we leave peacefully and let them have the temple, they will give us back our people and there won't be an attack," his father informed him.

"Then give him the frakking temple!" Lee all but shouted to the phone.

"What if the eye of Jupiter is really there? It may be our only lead to Earth," Adama stated.

"I don't frakking care about earth! My wife is down there. They will kill them all if we don't accept the agreement and I swear to gods, Dad, if Kara dies down there because you don't want to give away your precious temple, I will never forgive you," he warned his father. Lee wasn't thinking straight. The only thing he cared about now was to find a way to get Kara back, because he couldn't live without her. Jamie couldn't live without her mother…

"Act like the commander you are, Lee! I love Kara too but this is not about her, this is about the fleet," the Admiral told him. "Get yourself together or I will put somebody else in command!" And he hung up. Just like that.

His father was right, he wasn't acting like a commander and, to be honest, he really didn't feel like being one at the moment. "Captain Agathon, take over the command," he told Helo, who looked at him in surprise, but ended up nodding. "Have Sharon come here. She knows more about those toasters than we do." Without another word, Lee abandoned the CIC and went to the daycare to get his daughter. I needed something to hold on to at the moment.

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"…most of the people have already returned to the fleet," Sam was telling Kara. As they walked to the temple, now followed by Tory and the Tighs.

"Sucks to be the leader, doesn't it? You have to be the last one to go," she offered. "Well, I know two particular 'someones' who are very eager to see you back in Pegasus… What are you gonna do about them when you get back, Sammy? 'Cause this 'I'm an awesome dad but I'm pissed off with my kid's mom' thing is getting old."

Sam shook his head in disbelief. "The way you're putting things, almost makes them sound amusing," he told her and stopped, in order to let the others, who were a couple of yards behind them, catch up. Ellen was particularly in trouble, because she had the brilliant idea of showing up on the planet wearing heels, so her husband and Tory were practically dragging her.

"How far is the temple from here?" Kara inquired, as she saw the others approaching.

"Not far, a couple of minutes walking in our pace if Ellen wasn't here to slow us down," he told her.

She nodded and used her arm to wipe her forehead. Frak, she hadn't been this hot since before the attacks. Well, at least not because of the weather…

Then, when nobody was expecting, an explosion sounded a few miles away and everyone was alert. Tigh, done with dragging Ellen, simply scooped her up and ran in their direction followed by Tory Foster.

"What the frak is going on?" Kara asked.

"Saul?" Ellen asked, pulling his arm fearfully.

"I have no idea…" Tigh mumbled, gathering her closer and looking around.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a ship approaching them and a cylon heavy-raider showed up in the sky.

"Frak!" Sam cursed. "I knew coming to this stupid planet was a bad idea! We need to run to the temple. They have guns there!"

Kara nodded. "Let's go!"

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Meanwhile in Pegasus:

"Here you go, Commander," Sarah, one of the workers from daycare, told Lee, passing him Jamie. "She seems to be a bit cranky now."

Lee nodded, silently, just looking down at his daughter. Her eyes were red, indicating she had been crying. Gods, she probably knew something was wrong with her mom. He shifted the baby, settling her so her head was resting on his shoulder. "Daddy's here, baby," he murmured to the baby in a low voice. He couldn't tell her that everything would be alright. He didn't know that. So he simply rested his hand on Jamie's back and rocked her to calm her down.

"Coming for Nate?" Sarah asked someone.

Lee turned to see Erin Decker standing in there. "Hey, Decker," he greeted her weakly.

"Commader," she responded.

He shook his head. "Don't call me that. Especially not now. Just call me Lee or Apollo or… well, anything but commander."

She raised an eyebrow. Erin might not know Lee Adama very well, but she knew him enough be aware that something was not right. "Is there something wrong?"

In the moment she asked that, the sirens indicating 'action stations' started ringing through all the ship. That meant his father's negotiations had failed and the cylons were attacking the planet.

"What's going on?" Erin asked exasperated.

"It's the cylons," he told her. "They have the planet surrounded."

Her face paled visibly and he thought she might faint. "Sam is there," she murmured, her hand covering her mouth. "Oh Gods."

"So is Kara," he said. Lee could only curse in his head. What the frak were you thinking?! Abandoning Command?! Gods, his wife was down there and he wasn't doing anything. When Sarah came out with Nate, he kissed his daughter's forehead and passed her back to the woman. "I'll come back later. Seems like I have work to do." He looked at Erin. "I'll do all I can to get them out." And he sprinted to the CIC.

Nate's face was marked with fear. "Mommy, why is there so much noise?" he asked Erin, frightened by the sirens.

She picked her son up from the floor. "Mommy will tell you when we get to our cabin," she promised him. But that wasn't the only thing she would tell her son. She refused to let anything happen to Sam without Nate knowing he was his father. He deserved that much. Today, Nate would find out who was best-friend really was.

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Down on the planet, Sam, Kara, Tory and the Tighs were welcomed to the temple by a rain of bullets coming from inside it. Thankfully, all of them managed to not get shot

"Don't shoot, it's us!" Sam shouted at whoever was aiming at them. He seriously hoped it was the Chief's group…

"Anders?" Cally's familiar voice asked. "That you?"

"Yes!" he yelled back before looking at the temple's entrance, where Cally and the Chief stood with their riffles down. "We can go," he told the rest of the group.

They sprinted to the temple, Tigh still carrying his wife, where the Chief looked at them apologetically. "Sorry about that," he said. "We saw the Heavy Raider and thought it might be a skin job or something."

"It's fine," Kara said. "Just give us something to blow them up."

"Where are the rest of the people?" Sam asked.

"Hiding in the mountains," Cally explained. "They were just civilians. Could barely use a gun. Those who can are covering the surrounding area."

He nodded. "Do we have explosives?" Sam enquired.

Tyrol nodded. "A few. Enough to surround the temple and barricade in here 'till help comes," he stated.

Tigh joined them. "We need to go set them. This place has what? Two entrances. We need to have them both protected." He looked at Cally and Kara. "Do you mind?"

As an answer, Starbuck grabbed the riffle from the Chief's hands. "My pleasure." She would shoot those matherfrakkers and go back upstais to her husband and her daughter. Gods, Jamie... What if? She shook her head, refusing to think of how wrong things could turn. She would be back. There was no other option.

Sam, Tigh and the Chief were in charge of setting the barricade, which took them about fifteen minutes, after which they retreated back to the temple, Tyrol joining his wife watching one of the entrances, Sam joining her in the other as Tigh took care of refilling the guns. Tory and Ellen were settled inside, sitting against one of the walls.

It was only when she came in to drink some water that she saw the symbol in the wall. That frakking Mandala. The damn thing was chasing her. Last time she had seen it, it had been during that horrible nightmare where Leoben took Jamie away… She put the bottle back on the floor and approached the mandala. What did that mean? If that was the Temple of Five, could that symbol be the Eye of Jupiter? The map to Earth?

Practically in the moment she touched it, the sound of shots started.

"Kara, a little help!" Sam shouted.

She sprinted back to the entrance with her gun to help Sam. There were about four centurions outside, all of them aiming at them. Sam was just waiting for them to get a little closer to the explosives before detonating them. In the meanwhile, shots would have to. They heard an explosion in the opposite side of the temple – Tyrol had probably detonated the explosive on his side.

"Kara," Sam said while shooting. "If we live through this, make sure I get married to Erin, even if it is at gunpoint! This fight is stupid!"

She laughed, hitting a toaster right in the head. "Took you long enough to realize that!" she told him.

A few seconds later, he had a satisfied smile on his face, holding the detonator. "Right… there." He clicked the button and Kara simply saw the four centurions flying in pieces, smiling in satisfaction.

The gunfire stopped for a while, allowing them to sigh in relief.

"Everyone alright?" Tyrol asked.

"We're fine here," Starbuck shouted back, leaning against the wall. "Frak, if I live through this, I swear to gods I'll give Lee another kid… soon."

Tigh shook his head. "Do you really think it is a good time to be planning to enlarge the family? We're in a barricade, for frak's sake."

"It may be now or never," she stated.

Suddenly, the gunfire started again, this time just in the entrance opposite to Kara and Sam. The stood in position, waiting for another attack on their side but nothing happened.

"Cally!" they heard Tyrol shout. His wife had just been hit in the chest.

"Frak," Kara cursed under her breath as she passed her riffle to Tigh. "Cover for me. I'm gonna help them." She ran though the temple and approached to the Tyrols.

Cally was bleeding, a lot. She had been shot twice: once right in the lung, other probably in some artery.

"I can't stop it!" Chief said, looking desperately to his wife, who getting paler by the second. He was trying to use his hands to cover the wounds but it wasn't working.

Kara took off her jacket. "Chief, let me…" She replaced him, using her jacket to stop the bleeding. But she knew it wouldn't work. Cally was losing too much blood and they were in the middle of nowhere.

"Galen… take care…Nicki," she mumbled almost in a delirious tone. She stoped breathing soon after saying those words.

"No, Cally!" he shouted, shaking her now lifeless body. "You can't die!"

"Chief!" Tory said. She had approached them at some point and had her hands on his shoulders. "She's gone."

He looked at Starbuck for confirmation, who nodded, confirming Tory's words. "I'm so sorry." She felt a lump in her throat, seeing Tyrol's grieving face. Kara didn't want to imagine how it would feel like to lose Lee. Just thinking of it hurt so much…

They had been so caught by Cally's death, that they hadn't even noticed D'Anna Biers approaching, followed by two centurions and Gaius Baltar.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" she asked, stepping into the temple.

Kara looked up and cursed to herself. They were in big trouble…

A/N: I was starting to think this site glitch would never be over... Well, sorry for the delay but wouldn't let me login, so, no login, no posting. Anyway, It's here now. How do you like this chapter. It wasn't easy to write, really. Remember, 10 reviews will get you a preview. By the way, the final five story will be different in this fic. It was already planned for a long time and their destiny will be a lot different here, so... let's see how it works. Another exam tomorrow, wish me luck.