Disclaimer: Battlestar is not mine; I do not claim it either. I am just borrowing.

A/N: Still no beta so any mistakes are mine. If you find any mistakes just let me know politely and I will fix them as soon as possible. Please review, they help me improve and get new ideas.

Kara stood back with Lee as the raptor with the Old Man and Roslin flew off. Some how she knew that it would be the last time she would see them on Earth. It was just a feeling that filled her body, along with another; a feeling of completeness. As Lee turned from her to look at the hills in the distance she swallowed hard and allowed her body to fill with the feeling. It was a release, she was free.

Laura looked down onto Lee and Kara for the final time. She knew it was the final time, they knew it was the final time and the tears slowly slipped down their face. With so much strength she moved her hand to rest on the window. It was a goodbye, a goodbye to the family which had taken her in and healed her wounds. As Bill turned the raptor, so that they could see the birds and water better, Laura felt a sense of completeness. She had everything she had strived for. She had let Bill love her and she let herself love him in return. It was a moment that could only come at the end, a moment of clarity a moment of completeness. There truly was 'so much life' but it wasn't for her anymore. It was her time to rest and join those who had gone before her.

Kara turned to the youthful voice that called to her. A smile spread upon her face as she saw Laura walk up to her and hug her in the warmest hug she had ever received. "I was wondering when you were going to get here." She murmured into her 'mothers' shoulder. Laura and Kara stared at each other for moment, then they slowly turn back to face the images that had captured Kara's attention before. They watched together, holding each other as mother and daughter, as the happenings on Earth played before them. The image of Lee turning around, whispering that she won't be forgotten, and the sequence of Bill leaning against the handmade grave, talking about their cabin, unfolded before them. A shared realization filled the space around them, 'We were loved'.