ENDINGS AND BEGINNINGS
PART TWO
After Adama had departed to return to the Galactica,
Aeneas contacted his executive officer, Colonel Akamas, and ordered him to begin
preparations for the mission. Then he switched over to Communications.
My lord? the tech on duty queried.
Set up a secure hyperchannel to Sagitara, scrambled and
encoded.
Aye sir
ready, my lord. Number? he inquired
TI-542-432-10A.
Going through now, my lord.
Thank you.
In a micron or two the face of the young technician was replaced by
that of Diomedes. News, Aeneas? Diomedes inquired.
Were going in, sir.
After your theorized base?
Yes, my lord.
Good. Dont provoke anything, Diomedes warned.
On the very off chance that this may be for real.
Commander Adamas orders, Aeneas confirmed.
Not, mind you, that I believe this sudden Cylon desire for
negotiations has anything to do with peace, Diomedes continued. The incidence
of sabotage has increased dramatically since the beginning of these talks, not to mention
the occurrence of supposedly spontaneous peace protests.
Sabotage, my lord?
All over the Colonies, Diomedes confirmed. Last
night the defense computers on Aeries went down, the entire system. Supposedly thats
impossible. No one knows why or how, but someone must have broken into the system.
Theyre making changes now, but if it could be done once, it can be done again.
Things are somewhat calmer here, although I have been replaced on the Council by a member
of the Peace Party.
Aeneas was stunned. Theres a
Sagitaran branch of the
Peace Party?
Hades, Aeneas, theres a Scorpian branch. Idiocy
has nothing to do with tribal affiliation; its universal. The leader of the new
Sagitaran Peace Party, and our new Council member, is my son-in-law.
Aleksandros?
He saw his chance and took it. Hes a good politician if
nothing else. The fact that hes my son-in-law helped, of course. I should never have
been lured into arranging that sealing; its a stupid and obsolete custom. But I
dont think he professes membership in the Peace Party falsely. He seems to genuinely
believe their nonsense.
Evidently a lot of people do, Aeneas muttered,
disillusioned.
No one in their right mind wants war, said Diomedes.
We cant forget the civilian viewpoint that sees this war as having dragged on
far too long. Theyre right, of course, but political considerations have kept us
from winning the war several times
especially since the only way to truly win would
be genocide of the Cylons.
The Cylons are machines.
Many people dont see it that way. Why, I have no idea.
Shouldnt matter either way. When it comes to us or them, I pick us, every
time. Diomedes shook his head.
My lord, you should not have resigned, Aeneas said,
rashly.
Honor dictated that I must. I will not sit on a body dedicated
to blindly making false peace with the deadly enemies of the human race. You will not have
heard of this, but I will tell you now, my friend. Some fifty yahrens ago, we sent envoys
to the Cylons, at a time when we were winning the war, to offer peace. They were sent back
without their heads, with a message written in their own blood. I was there to witness, as
were Adama, Kronus, and Cain, and we read that message. The Cylons swore not to end the
war until every human was either dead or enslaved. They have not changed their tune since.
After all, how can they? The Cylons are machines. They do what they have been programmed
to do.
Yes, but whos doing the programming? Aeneas
wondered aloud.
Diomedes smiled. A question I would give much to have
answered.
How long do we have, my lord?
We could have a very long time, Aeneas. These negotiations are
dragging out interminably already. I suspect the Cylons need more time for whatever it is
they intend.
What do you think they have planned?
Im not sure. Possibly what they intend to do is sign a
treaty with us, lull us into reducing our defenses and watchfulness, and then strike. They
could win. If they attacked now weve have trouble beating them off, and if things
were to get worse
.
My lord, the Cylons are not known for patience. Perhaps they
plan something more immediate.
Youre worried about an attack on our home planets?
More this sabotage you mention. They must be behind it. If I
could ask a favor of you
.
Anything, Aeneas.
If anything were to happen, Tiryns is the best defended city
on Sagitara. If there is room for my wife, and my son
.
Send them. Theres always room and its been lonely
around here of late. In return, theres a favor you can do for me. Watch out for my
daughters. They were both pilots aboard the Columbia.
As best I can, my lord, but they make it difficult.
Diomedes smiled. Go carefully, and bring back the information
we need.
I will do my best, my lord.
Success, Aeneas, Diomedes concluded and signed off,
leaving Aeneas staring pensively at the blank gray screen.
Captain Apollo was on his way to his quarters from the briefing
room when he heard rapid footsteps coming up behind him. He turned expectantly as Starbuck
caught up with him.
Whats this about a special mission? Starbuck
wanted to know.
Not for the first time, Apollo wondered how supposedly secure
information traveled so fast and so far aboard the Galactica. His fathers
shuttle hadnt landed back from the Columbia twenty centons ago, and he was
certain that Adama hadnt told anyone outside of those he had just briefed of his
intentions. Anyone other than Athena
hed have to make a note of that.
Its not a special mission, Apollo said. Blue
squadron is being assigned temporarily to the Columbia, thats all.
That must mean somethings going on, Starbuck
persisted.
If something is, I couldnt tell you anyway.
You sure about that?
Afraid so. And, since youre with Red squadron for the
centon, you dont have to worry about it anyway. Or are you upset because youre
not going?
No, of course not. I just wondered. I can live without going
aboard the Columbia, thanks. We all know what those Sagitarans are like,
right?
We do? No, dont explain, I know what youre talking
about. Sagitarans were completely unbothered by sexual preference issues; some
tribes refused to understand their attitude. Look, I have to go.
Yeah, well, remember what I said. Dont let yourself get
involved with any of those Sagitaran females; theyll have your emotions for lunch
and dump you out the refuse tube.
Starbucks advice to the lovelorn. Ill keep it in
mind. Apollo smiled, shook his head, turned to go. Starbuck stopped him with a hand
on his shoulder.
Seriously
take care of yourself, Apollo.
Apollo nodded. And you be here when I get back. And do me a
favor.
Sure thing, what?
Have that hundred you owe me.
Asking me to take care of myself is one thingnow
youre asking for miracles!