Authors Note: Here you all go, a thanksgiving present.

"Ship to ship, Colonial priority one channel. Send hostile challenge and ID then put your reply up on the speakers." Adama ordered looking at Lieutenant Dualla.

"Attention, unknown vessel, This is the Battlestar Galactica. Identify yourself, or we will fire upon you." Dualla said into her comm, the stress of the moment clear in her voice. Galactica felt the tension of her bridge crew as the seconds ticked away, and in truth, she was not immune from the feeling.

"Range now 1,700, sir." Gaeta announced, watching the DRADIS screen like a hawk. Seconds after his announcement the speakers on the bridge crackled into life and an unexpected voice spoke.

"This is the Battlestar Pegasus to the ship claiming to be Galactica. Please respond" The static disrupted voice announced. The bridge crew looked each other in shock. Colonel Tigh was the first to speak up. "Pegasus, how could that be? The entire fleet was destroyed."

"Give me direct contact" Adama said as he picked up the ship-to-ship phone. "Pegasus, this is Galactica actual. Authenticate identity with recognition codes immediately"

Dualla looked at her work stations readout "Sir…." She paused in disbelief "I'm receiving Colonial recognition codes…..they're authentic" She said in shock at what she beheld. It was in that moment, for the first time since the Fall of the Colonies that Galactica felt hope and it was also at this moment that Galactica woke up from her dream.

Galactica came back to her senses and an insistent beeeep beeeep beeeep brought her back into reality. Her eyes opened and the bright light caused her to wince in pain as her pupils rapidly constricted. She closed her eyes and only opened them again when the pain went away. As she slowly opened her eyes she saw that she was in a sterile white room with assorted medical equipment around her bed and a window right in front of her that overlooked a large harbor. Feeling an odd sensation from her hand she lifted up to look at it. What she noticed was an IV that was going into a vein in the top of her hand. Following the tube out of her hand it terminated at a drip bag with writing that she couldn't make heads or tails of.

" Huh" she mumbled softly slowly pulled off the covers to expose her body. The colonial flight suit she had been wearing had been replaced by a light green medical gown that was strangely reminiscent of those that had been carried in her own ship board hospital.

After a few seconds she tried to get out of the bed but she found that she really didn't have the strength to get up so she grabbed the pole that was holding up the IV bag and used it to scoot herself along the ground towards the door.

Commander Ben Mallory was having a horrible day. Not only was that annoying Japanese shipgirl still trying to gain his affections, but his workload had gone thru the roof ever since the training patrol had brought back an unknown. He had filed his report back to the Pentagon but he had gotten orders from both the Chairmen of the Joint Chiefs and the Director of the CIA to keep her existence secret. He didn't have any clue what that was all about but knowing it was way above his paygrade, did not question the orders. He was currently going to interview the girl to obtain more information about her identity. As he walked towards the hospital room where she was. He reached the door and opened it.

Galactica was proud of herself because she had made it all the way to the door after only collapsing twice. Propping herself up she reached at the door knob and grabbing it, she was pulled along with the door as it flew open. The momentum she had suddenly gained sent her sliding into the wall right across from the door head first, sending stars splashing thru eyes leaving her stunned on the ground.

Commander Mallory could only stare in shock. The girl he was coming to see was now splayed out on the ground reeling from smashing head first into the wall. Without thinking he leaned down to help her up. Upon touching her shoulder to try and help her up, flashes of events flew threw his mind. So many images and events and history. He fell back on to his rear and just sat there while he tried to comprehend what he had seen. What he saw couldn't be. It was impossible. All he could do is just stare at the girl who was cradling her head after bashing it into the wall. "Um...are you ok" was all he could work out after shaking his head a few times, trying to clear it out.

Looking up, her arms still cradling her head, Galactica looked at the man for a few seconds then she opened her mouth to respond and after a second to clear her throat she did. "I'm ok i think…. my head hurts" She mumbled out rubbing her head.

"Where am i" she questioned after a few seconds of thinking.

"You're in the naval hospital in the Yokosuka naval district" he responded quickly.

"Where is that?" she asked him.

"Japan" he responded.

"Where is that?" she asked again.

"Asia" he responded, a bit uneasy about this line of questioning.

"Where is that" she asked getting confused.

"Earth….." he responded slowly, the odd images still on the forefront of his concinnous and making him quite uneasy.

"Oh…" Galactica spoke, mulling this new bit of information. "Could you, uhhh help me up, my legs a weak right now." she said, embarrassed by her momentary weakness.

"Yeah...Yeah" he said picking her up and then walking her back to her bed.

"Um thanks" she said. After an awkward pause Mallory spoke up.

"Sooooooo….can you explain what i saw when i touched you" he asked suddenly.

"What?" she asked, not knowing what he was talking about

"When i tried to help you up right after you hit the wall….well i saw a lot of really insane stuff, i was wondering if you could explain it to me."

"What did you see?" she asked him.

The next hour or so was taken up by Mallory explaining what was pumped into his mind with Galactica just staring at him in rapt fascination as he told her, what was essentially her life story. It was almost disturbing how precisely he described it and Galactica started to get uneasy to closer to the end of it he got. When he finally ended, Galactica let out a breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding.

"Any of that mean anything to you" he asked.

"Yeah….Yeah it does" she responded weakly.

"Ok...well, i have some things i need to do so, umm just stay here i guess" he said awkwardly as he walked out.

"Bye" Galactica said as she turned to look out the window. "This just keeps getting odder and odder" she thought to herself with a sigh.

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