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October 1803

The Return to London

Laura Roslin

The carriage was rattling over the road, field, trees and little settlements were all rushing past. With every mile they came closer to the city, Laura got more and more excited. There would be so much new, so many 'what ifs' - it was thrilling and terrifiying at the same time. Tory across from her seemed mainly happy to escape the countryside. Not for the first time Laura wondered whether there was something (or rather, someone) special in Town for her dark-haired servant she didn't know about. It was a bit unsettling not to be certain what exactly her maid was up to, on the other side, she also had her secrets, so why shouldn't others? As much as she liked Tory, Ms Roslin would have never told her About things like her fascination with Commander Adama.

Commander Adama - he was probably the biggest "what if" now. Would talking to him be as easy as writing those letters? Or would it be a disappointment? She so hoped it wouldn't. By now the woman had started to consider him a friend and Laura didn't have a lot of friends to begin with, so she treasured the few.
It was kind of funny, during the whole summer she had hardly ever thought of any of her former lovers, especially not her lastest one, and if the thought had crossed her mind, it had been more one of detached analysis than one of missing or desire. This proved once again - her tactics worked: Don't get romantically attached to men, keep it practical.
If this would work with the Commander though, Laura wasn't so sure. Deep inside she already knew he had somehow gotten under her skin, in which way however she wasn't so sure yet. Well, maybe the ride would be worth any rough ending, maybe.

As usual the city greeted them with noise, smells and traffic, but today the woman didn't mind. She simply looked out of the window, taking everything in. They had long passed the outskirts and were now already close to her house, her home. When the yellow façade came into view, Laura exhaled deeply. The sun sparkled in the perfectly clean windows and not a leaf was laying in front of her door. Everything was perfect, just as Laura was used to.

Her servants all greeted her in the entrance hall when she came in, apparently not unhappy to see her. Well, it would be a lot more stressful for them now, on the other hand some were without employment when she wasn't there. In this case, they better were friendly and competent if they wanted to keep their job.

It took her a while to complete checking the whole house, but if she was one thing, Ms Roslin was thorough. In her bedroom, she let herself fall onto the four-poster bed rather unrecemorously, looking up to the satin veil that was hanging above her. Suddenly, she had to laugh, she didn't even know why, but it felt so good to just let it out. Perhaps it was just an overdose of feelings or perhaps she was simply overly tired - it didn't matter. After a couple of minutes, she calmed down and started to debate what to do next. It was only afternoon, she could still go and visit Isabelle. She decided that, given her current emotional state, this was exactly what she ought to do.

Ringing her bell, she called Tory to help her to get changed out of her travel dress into something finer, even though she knew it actually wasn't necessary. But one never knew who one could run into on the way! When she was happy with her appearance, Laura went down to get into her coach again.

"Mr. Gaeta, please get me to Mrs Agathon!", she gave her instructions before leaning back into the cushions.

Isabelle was as happy to see Laura as Laura was to see her, after all, they had a lot of catching up to do. Family, events, the latest gossip - everything was discussed. Of course, sooner rather than later Mrs Agathon began to mention the name "Adama" in passing, obviously wanting to see how hard she had to press to get any reaction from her friend. After a couple of minutes, the dark-haird woman sighed.

"Spit it out Izzy, what do you want to know?"

"Are you going to call on him?", the blonde asked curiously, making Laura nod.

"Yes, of course, why shouldn't I? After all, he has written he would like to meet me in person again and I can only agree. Also I am not intending to idly sit in my house and wait until he comes around, so I will make my way out to Kensington, probably tomorrow if the weather allows. There is nothing improper in this!"

"Well, actually my dear, you probably should give it a couple of days time, you know that. There are other people that you should pay your respects to first, people you have known for quite some time and who will all want to know that you are back in town. Better don't ruffle any feathers. I promise you Laura, your Commander is not running away! It is only Thursday today, why don't you go and visit him on Monday?"

Laura sighed, not happy with Isabelle's reasoning.

"You are probably right, but I still don't want to call on most of the people I should. I actually only want to see Isabella right now and maybe Natalie Faust, she is agreeable enough. I guess I have to call on Lady Adar and Mr Ellison though, the irony is not lost on me, so I probably do this first and get over with it."

"You better. And then there is the question, what are you going to wear when you meet him?"

When Laura looked really confused, her friend explained.

"Him being the Commander. And I mean whether you are going to wear a cap or not. It is fact, until now he has only seen you with your hair done up fashionably for the ball and the dinner or with a hat in the bookshop. It would probably be proper to wear one, but on the other hand, since when do you care about being proper?"

It caught her a dirty look, but she just laughed, not really taking it seriously.

"Isabelle, I think I am just going to pin my hair up and be done with it. I doubt that will make the difference in whether he likes me or not. Also, if it does, then I don't want to have anything to do with him!"

"Well, you do what you think is best Laura", Mrs Agathon answered, "but please don't be too rebellious. You just came back, London isn't used to you any more."

Random Regency Fact:
Most sources state that married women (Isabelle) and spinsters (Laura, even though she doesn't see herself that way) did wear caps indoors. However, a lot of Regency portraits show the ladies without. So, to underline their character, I decided that Isabelle who is also in her mid-forties and quite proper, is definitely wearing a cap whereas Laura does as she pleases.

Random Battlestar Fact:
Natalie Faust is the Six who is shot by Athena because she hugs Hera. Her last name is never mentioned in the series, only in the script.