Chapter 4

Crib. Mobile. Planets.

She was dreaming of Isis, seeing the child as she lay in her crib in one of the tents, she was swaddled in a heavy blanket because of the cold winter. The baby was crying, crying for her mother. Laura picked her up trying to calm her but she wouldn't stop crying.

It was then that the gunshots sounded, holes ripping through the tent. Immediately Laura found herself on the ground trying to cover the child just as she felt a bullet pierce her body.

She woke with a jolt..

Trying to regain her bearing she realized that she was on the Cylon baseship. Hera. She thought as she lay there on her side.

"Bad dream again?" Bill asked her holding a hand tight around her waist

Laura nodded as she went through the images she'd encountered in her dream. "What happened to Maya and Isis?" she whispered.

"Don't worry, she's okay," Bill assured her as a child's laughter echoed through the halls.

No, this can't be Hera. Hera was with Maya. Maya was with the marines. Bill had good soldiers. They would get her off the planet safely. Laura reasoned.

"Lawra! Lawra!" she heard a child call. She thought her eyes were deceiving her as a child appeared before her dressed in white and smiling at her. The child looked like Hera and was around the same age as Hera. Laura studied the child as she stood on her shaky legs. The child's expression immediately changed. "Lawra okay?"

"It's her Laura," Bill answered her still holding onto her waist. .

"Isis, what are you doing here?"

"Lawra up!" The dark haired girl said reaching up a hand to get into Laura's bed. Quickly Laura and Bill sat up and she helped the young to sit on her lap.

"What are you doing here Isis? Where's Mommy?"

"Shiny men came…"

"Shiny men?" Laura questioned wondering what the child could mean.

"Uh-huh…" she said pointing at the Centurion. "It shot mommy!"

"Where is your mommy?"

"I no know…"

"She shouldn't be here," Bill stated as he gently touched the child's cheek. "A demon's looking for her."

"What?" She asked Bill.

"Hera!" she heard another voice coming her way. "Hera where are you!"

"Lawra hide me!"

"Hide you?" Laura questioned as Hera attempted to use Laura as a shield from the own of the voice. "Isis! What's wrong? Who's looking for you."

"Hera!" the voice sounded louder and soon after an eight was standing in the doorway. "Hera come over here."

"No!" the child protested.

"Hera!"

"Leave her alone," Laura said.

"You should learn your place," Boomer said to Laura with venom in her voice. "Hera's not your child?"

"You shouldn't mess with her Laura," Bill encouraged her. "You will not like it when she's angry."

"No, but she's not yours either," Laura stated, ignoring Bill's warning. She was already from the Colonial Fleet what more could she have to lose? It wasn't like anyone was coming to look for her. When she disappeared they all probably thought she was dead.

Before Laura knew it, Boomer's hand connected with her the side of her face and she felt blood spill into her mouth as she felt herself fall into the floor. Before she knew it, Boomer was on top of her, holding her down as she continued to throw punches at her face. Visions of Cavil began to fill her mind. The way his boots connected with her stomach. She struggled against her trying to gain an advantage. She felt a burning sensation on the top of her head and cried out in pain as Boomer continued to beat her. Not that it would matter if she beat her to death. She would just resurrect again anyway, just as she was about to give up she head another voice come from the hall.

"Hey! Break it up!" the voice began.

"She was with Hera!"

"Laura was like a mother to Hera, you know that. It's no wonder that the child ran to her," the voice said. "You should leave now!" Laura felt Boomer release and another pair of hands touch her face. "Laura, its okay. I'm gonna patch you up." Laura leaned up and coughed up the little bit of blood and looked up to see the Six that had brought her dinner a few hours ago. "I'll have Eight bring you some water too and we'll bandage your cheek, its looking a little swollen."

"Trust this one," Bill said. "She'll guide you back."

"That Eight, its like she knew me?"

"It's Boomer from Galactica," Six said. "I am very sorry that she was so severe. She's had an ax to grind since she resurrected. I think you were just an easy target."

"It seems like both she and Cavil think so," she heard Bill say from the corner.

Laura woke up on Bill's chest and almost forgot that they were in Baltar's bed. Gently she kissed his chest. She heard Bill moan and looked up to see him smiling at her.

"You're glowing," he commented.

"Because of you," Laura whispered, commenting on how well she'd felt after their first union after her inauguration. Leaning up she gave Bill a kiss only to have him flip her onto her back. She her hands roam across Bill's back, enjoying the kiss. "Bill!" Laura exclaimed as she felt his erection. "Bill, I can't do this again." Laura stated as Bill's lips moved towards her shoulder. "I have a Quorum meeting in an hour."

"The Quorum can wait," Bill said as his hand moved between them to stroke her wet lips, causing her to writhe against him. "I've got lost time to make up for."

"I guess I could tell Tory to postpone the meeting."

"They can't expect you to work on inauguration day, besides I plan on holding you hostage in this bed and making love to you till you can't move."

"What about Galactica?"

"It's taken care of," Bill said as he started to kiss down her naked body. "Now just relax…"

She felt Bill add another finger by the time his lips reached her stomach, warmth filled her as he continued moving his fingers in and out inside of her. She ran a hand through his hair as her hips undulated. His tongue was moist on her clit, dancing around it until finally capturing it between his lips and sucking on it. He could feel Laura's orgasm building and continued to pump his fingers in and out of her until she cried out in pleasure. He brought her down gently before moving back up to kiss her on the lips.

"I love the way you smile…" Bill stated. Laura grinned at him before she took his member in her hand and began massaging it

"I want you inside of me," Laura whispered as she stroked his hard shaft.

He smiled at her, swiftly turning her onto her back and entered her. Their lips met as her continued thrusting into her and her hips rose in tandem with his thrusts. Bill could feel her orgasm building as her muscles clenched around his enclosed member. He increased his pace, determined that she would climax again. Suddenly Laura's breathing hitched and her muscles tightened around him and she hummed. With a final thrust he spilled into her before pulling out and laying back in bed.

Laura lay there catching her breath before adjusting herself so her head lay on his naked chest. "I really should get ready," Laura said.

"Do you really have to?" Bill questioned. "You're the president the meeting can't start without you can it?"

"It's not gonna look good if I miss the first meeting of my new term," Laura stated. "Besides isn't the raptor coming soon to bring you back to Galactica?"

Bill groaned, "Don't remind me!"

"I'll join you later," Laura whispered in his ear. "I wanted to go to the gym."

"Well when you put it that way, I guess I better get back to Galactica,"

"I'd take a shower first, that is, unless you want Colonel Tigh to tease you about smelling like my perfume and Baltar's cologne."

Bill turned his head to smell his body and realized that there was a strange aroma of jasmine and that strange plant she'd shown him coming from his skin. "Frak! Saul would just love that!"

"Shower!" Laura ordered pointing in the direction of the bathroom.

"Why don't you join me?" Bill offered as he stepped out of bed and offered her a hand.

When Laura woke up the next day she had a splitting headache. She brought a hand to her head and groaned as the pulsating light became clear in her vision. For a moment she couldn't remember what had happened the night before. She turned her head away from the wall to see two centurion guards no more than ten feet away from her bed. Staring at the shiny men it all came back to her. Hera. Shiny men. Boomer. Bill.

"Hera?" she questioned sitting up suddenly. She immediately regretted the sudden movement as a wave of nausea washed over and she leaned over her bed to puke her last meal onto the floor.

"She's fine," Laura heard a voice say as she finished her reintroduction with the last remnants of her stomach and began dry heaving. "You should be resting! Simon is worried you might have a concussion?"

"Where's….?" Laura asked between dry heaving.

"She's with Boomer," the Six said as she took a seat on the opposite side of the bed offering Laura a plate of breakfast food and forcing Laura to lay back against the pillows.

"What happened to Maia?" Laura asked.

"She was killed, during the exodus. Baltar found Hera."

"Baltar? Where is he?"

"He's here, but like you the models are questioning whether or not he belongs with us."

"What will you do to us?"

"Nothing! We like to think we're more evolved then you. We don't like to solve all our problems by airlocking them." Laura eyed the Six quizzically. "I didn't probe your memories during your download, don't worry." Six quickly directed her attention towards the plate she'd brought. "You need to eat."

"So what am I?" Laura asked as she picked up a piece of fruit on the tray. "Am I your prisoner?"

"No," Six said. "The models have decided that since you are biologically our sister now you should have the ability to roam around the baseship, but we are assigning two centurions to your care to make sure Boomer or another angry model doesn't try anything. The centurions will follow you wherever you go."

Laura nodded. "I want to see Hera."

"When you get your strength back up. I am sure if you tried to stand right now you'd fall on the floor."

"I'm sorry, do you have an actual name?" Laura asked. "I keep thinking of you as Six and I am just wondering if you go by another name."

"Natalie," Six stated. "I'm sorry I probably should have told you that the moment you resurrected during the exodus."

Laura shook her head, "It doesn't matter. Where are we going?"

"Baltar thinks that he might be able to point us in the direction of Earth, but we're having a problem. We're going to look at a baseship that's gone silent."

"What would cause that to happen?"

"We don't know but we're gonna find out. Just rest and we'll wake you when we get there."

"Don't forget your rank pins!" Laura exclaimed as she and Bill got dressed after a long hot shower. They'd procrastinated enough so that she now had twenty minutes before she had to be at a quorum meeting and her nerves were running a little high. "Are your shoes on the right feet?"

"Yes Laura. Don't worry."

"Bill the last time you and I frakked a child was able to tell."

"I still got a Raptor ride, Laura everything will be fine," Bill said pulling her into his arms. "But I want to see you in my quarters after your meeting with the quorum. I am sending a shuttle for you."

"I'll be on it," Laura promised giving him a kiss. "Now go. I have my meeting!"

"I'll see you later Laura," Bill said as she got off his lap and headed towards the door.

Laura sighed as she watching him leave and took a moment to gather her notes from the desk. Colonial One was still a mess. She was going to make it a point to clean a little bit before she went to Galactica. She didn't know how Baltar functioned, but at the same time she knew he probably had lots of weed and interns to keep him sedate. Looking over the agenda for the quorum meeting she added it to her folder and her briefcase when she heard a voice.

"Madame President?"

"I'll be right there," Laura said assuming that it was one of the new quorum members.

"You won't be going anywhere," the voice said, taking on a more sinister tone. Laura looked up to see the barrel of a gun pointed in her direction and she felt a strange sense of déjà vu to her first mutiny over the Arrow of Apollo, except this time it wasn't a soldier holding the gun at her, at least he didn't look like one. "Put down the briefcase!" he ordered.

"What's going on?" Laura asked startled by this man's presence in her office as she set down her briefcase.

"Don't ask questions!" he ordered her. "Show me your hands!" Laura followed his instructions and raised her empty hands. "Now sit down!"

Laura slowly sat in her chair. "Why are you here?"

"I said no questions!" her captor stated.

"I'm due at a quorum meeting," Laura stated. "They're going to come looking for me when I don't show up."

"This isn't about you, it's about Adama."

"So why are you aiming the gun at me?"

"No questions!" he said picking up the wireless and connecting it to Galactica. "I need you to ask to speak to the Admiral!"

"No."

Her captor aimed the gun at her head. "Do it, or you won't see him again."

"Galactica." The voice on the other end of the wireless answered.

Laura swallowed. "This is President Roslin," she choked. "Requesting to speak to Galactica actual."

"Just one second Madame President," the voice said. Laura closed her eyes trying to find a way to explain this to Bill. How did she explain that she was being held prisoner by a stranger in her own office? How did this person get into her office?

"This is Actual go ahead," came Bill voice. Laura opened her mouth to try to speak but nothing would come out.

"Bill," she finally breathed.

"Laura?" he questioned, immediately able to tell that something was wrong. "Laura what happened?"

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"Laura tell me what's wrong!" Bill demanded.

Laura was about to explain the current circumstances when the wireless was pulled away. "Admiral," he said into the phone.

TBC