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6 Months Ago

Battlestar Galactica

Bill let out an exhausted sigh as he closed the door to his quarters. With one hand he began to unfasten his uniform jacket while the other switched on the lights. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small form sitting on his small sofa. He was surprised to see her, but he didn't let it show. Instead, he grinned and finished his task before walking silently across the room to sit next to her – silently waiting for her to speak.

"I, uh, I'm sorry for just letting myself in like this. I just – I just needed someone to talk to," she spoke quietly while keeping her eyes fixed intently on the floor. Adama held his gaze on her face.

"It's no problem. You can come by anytime you like. You know that," he responded softly.

"Yes, of course. Thank you," was her whispered reply.

"How are you, Laura?" He hadn't seen her in months.

"Fine. I'm fine. It's just a few of the ships are still pretty crowded, and, of course, the one that took me in is going to be one of the last to go down and settle. So it's nice to get away from all those people once in a while," she responded while never looking away from her spot on the floor.

"I understand," Bill responded empathetically.

"Also, I've been meaning to speak with you, and it's very important that I do it before I lose my nerve," Laura continued. Although she couldn't see it, Bill gave her a questioning look.

"Lose your nerve? Laura, you should never be afraid to tell me anything. Do you understand? I'm your friend. I'm here for you always," he put a hand on her's as he spoke. Her fixed gaze then moved quickly to settle on their hands.

"Yes, I know, I know that. It's just – I don't want to ruin that. It's the only thing I have left in my life that really means something," her voice sounded as if she were about to cry. What could possibly be bothering her so badly?

"Laura, I'm gonna be honest. You're scaring me a little bit," he admitted, causing Laura to finally look him in the eye – there were tears in her own.

"Just a few short months ago, I was dying, and the most unexpected thing happened. As my body was fading, my heart came alive for the very first time. Then, when you kissed me that day, just for a moment I forgot my life was ending. It felt like it had just begun, and I had hope that maybe you felt the same. But the pain returned, and I remember cursing it – cursing the Gods for giving you to me after it was too late. I remember waking up in Life Station cured and being horrified as to how it was possible. That is, until Dr. Cottle told me that it was your decision – he had left it up to you. I wasn't – I'm not sure why, but I never questioned it again," her voice was now strong, clear, and articulate. It was the same tone she had spoken to him with the last time he had visited her on Colonial One when she was still sick – before the destruction of the Resurrection Ship.

"Laura," he began to respond.

"No, wait. Let me finish," she stopped him. "I need to know, Bill, before I go insane. Just tell me," her voice had once again began to tremble. "I need to know if – I need to know if you could ever love me as much as I love you." Bill Adama didn't hesitate as he put a hand to Laura Roslin's face and wiped away a stray tear with his thumb.

"I already do," he whispered, his own eyes stinging as he leaned in toward her. Her eyes close as their lips met, but this time the admiral kept his eyes open – memorizing everything about this moment. He had waited a long time for this. You see, this time they were not saying goodbye. Bill smiled as Laura gently grasped his shirt and slowly began to pull him down on top of her. This time they were finally saying hello.

Well, that's all for my very short prolouge. Future chapters are promised to be lengthier. This is just to get you started on the basis of the story. Don't worry, though. I have tried to involve as many characters as possible so that the story isn't stuck on only A/R. There's plenty of ship to go around (friendly and romantic). Remember reviews equal LOVE. Please review! I need love! Thanks for your time! Aphrodite