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"Dear Gods, we have control of the ship…or what is left of her." Lt. Amanda Bays said as she pulled herself off the floor. She glanced quickly over at Ensign Sarah Davidson, who was at damage control. "How bad is it?"

"Engines and power reactors are off-line…everything is running off emergency backups. We have radiation alarms going off throughout the ship…the port bay and forward parts of the ship have the highest levels." Sarah quickly moved the hair that had fallen in front of her eyes and continued. "The main server farm is off-line and no one in engineering is responding."

Before Davidson could continue, an explosion shook the ship. "That was the forward fighter ammunition room exploding in what's left of the port hangar! The fire is moving toward the main fuel tanks in that section."

Amanda stood there and thought and worked through the shock of the entire situation. After a few moments, she snapped back to her senses. "Vent the entire port bay and adjoining compartments now!"

"Do we have time to give the crew in there any warning?"

Bays closed her eyes, "They’re dead already. Vent that portion of the ship now or we’re all going to die!"

Within moments, the airlocks that were still working in that entire section of Intrepid opened. The vacuum of space sucked out the remaining air and extinguished the fires. Unintentionally, the 240 souls that were still alive and that section of the ship died as well. Many of them were sucked into the void of space, never to be seen again.

"I show all fires in the port bays out, sir." the Ensign said stoically. “Closing hatches and restarting environmental.”

"We need to reestablish communications with our damage control teams and to the outside universe." Amanda said. "Send a team to CIC and find out what the hell happened up there…and get the DRADIS back on line as well. I don’t like being blind as a bat."

"Yes sir." Davidson quietly responded.

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Battlestar Taurus - CIC
Day 90
0251

(Parts originally appeared in Libra Episode #19 - Courage and Glory)

The last of the Cylon fighters had either been destroyed or had escaped the guns of Taurus and Libra. William Guynes stood in CIC, taking in all the reports and going through the losses in his mind.

Intrepid is gone…Major Lazwell died in combat against the enemy fighters. A lot of people are missing. Then, there are the civilian ships that are gone. Bloody day...too bloody of a day.

As Guynes glanced up at the DRADIS, a new ID appeared off in the distance. Every muscle tightened as he prepared to go into another round of combat. He knew the civilians would be jumping away in mere moments, but it was cold comfort for the tired warrior.

Then, the IFF registered the name of the ship: Intrepid.

“Lt. Wu, hail Intrepid now!” the Commander said in near disbelief. “Route it to the handset once your establish contact.”

Col. Dean Wilson almost allowed himself to smile, “I knew to the Old Man would pull through…one way or another.”

“Lets hope he pulled through.” William said. “I’m just thrilled to see that ID up there. At least some of our folks made it.”


Lt. Wu looked over at the command table after he and Comms Specialist Gilmore established contact with Intrepid, “We have Aux Con…Lt. Bays appears to be in command of the ship at this time. Pushing her over to your handset, sir.”

The report from Nick Wu had cut the CO and XO to their cores. Both picked up their handsets, but only Command Guynes spoke, “Intrepid Actual, this is Taurus Actual…sitrep. What is going on over there?”

"Commander, what SAR and DC teams I have are in action. We've plugged up most of the holes or sealed off sections of the ship. We have radiation alarms going off primarily in the front of the ship and the port-landing pod.”

Lt. Bays paused to take a deep breath before continuing, “We’ve had to vent to put out many of the fires and we're still fighting several. Naviagtion is down and Engineering is showing no atmosphere. A SAR team will be going in there in ten minutes. We have ten hours of battery power…all reactors have scrammed or dumped cores due to damage.”

Commander Guynes let it all soak in for a moment before responding, “What is the status of Admiral Jacobs?”

“I have a SAR team in there now. Over half of CIC was in flames when they got there and they had to put that out. Also some of the heaviest radiation levels were there. I know they have pulled out survivors, but I’m not sure who just yet. Sir, I need raptors, shuttles and SAR crews to get what is left of my people out of here. Send them to the starboard bay…port pod is out of commission.”

“Col. Wilson is dispatching them as we speak…”

Lt. Bays unintentionally interrupted Cmdr. Guynes. There was the sound of shock and disbelief in her voice, “Are my sensors reading correct that there is another battlestar out there, sir?

“That is correct Intrepid Actual, it’s the Libra. She will be assisting on the SAR as soon as we coordinate...”

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At the same time
Intrepid CIC


Specialist Anthony Ramirez and is team had just fought their way to CIC and put out a massive fire. He glanced around the hallway and its shattered glass wall and started to walk into CIC proper. It was his first time to ever enter this room. He could smell burnt flesh fill his nostrils.

Not ten feet away from him was an unrecognizable body. "Gods! No need to check that one." he said as he continued in. As he approached the back of the CIC, he notice a group of people laying on the ground. He rushed up and started checking for pulses.

"Get in here, Dathan!" the Specialist shouted. "These people are alive...and one of them is the Admiral!"

Specialist Dathan Diaz ran over to where Anthony stood. He quickly grabbed his radio, "Search Team Four to Medical. I am in need of five stretchers and a medical team in CIC, stat! We have Admiral Jacobs and Col. Pretrivich...along with others. All appear to be critically hurt and unresponsive. I need a team in here now!"

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 Post subject: Re: Intrepid Episode #18: Praying for Time
PostPosted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 2:47 pm 
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Day 90
0714


Patrick Greene had been on the phone with ship captains and other people of the now ‘old’ Intrepid fleet. The honorable gentleman from Picon had dealt with the affairs of concerned people as best he could, but deep down inside he felt like everyone else on the ship: a bystander in the middle of watching history unfold.

Finally, he had to get out of his suite. He walked down the hallway and into the Picon Garden dome. Along the pathways, he could see signs of battle: shot-up bars and stores.

A statue to the goddess of all that was beauty and love, Aphrodite, stood in the middle of the sprawling garden. The goddess did not escape damage: the statue was riddled with large pockmarks from explosive rounds…fire by the guns of Cylons and Colonial Marines. Aphrodite now looked less than goddess-like.

The garden that was dedicated in her name had the shattered remains of two Cylon Centurions in it. Between the statue and a row of rose bushes, he could see three white sheets with crimson stains on them. Not too far from the third body was the empty helmet of a Colonial Marine near a walkway.

“I’ve seen enough.” He said in a near whispered tone to his bodyguard. “Lets go find Mr. Ito…maybe he had more news of this new fleet we are a part of now.”

Patrick closed his eyes, slowly turned around and left the dome. Words that he had said long ago about the Cylons leaving and wanting a thing to do with humanity echoed painfully through his mind…words he could never take back and would forever haunt him.

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 Post subject: Re: Intrepid Episode #18: Praying for Time
PostPosted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 2:50 pm 
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Somewhere lost in space from the combined fleets
Day 91


Dr. Sherry Needham never thought the day would come that she would have to deal with the emergencies that she did over the last few days. Nor did she ever think she would have to play god and decide who was worth saving and who was too far gone.

During the attack, Sherry had lost her three nurses and nurse-practitioner Lisa Harp. The doctor was the only medical person left on the severely damaged ship. She felt overwhelmed and alone.

Before the Cylon attack on the fleet, Sundog had 103 students, teachers and crew members aboard. After the attack, it was down to twenty-eight…and two were holding on to dear life.

Audra Miller had been exposed to the void of space. She fought for life in an ancient decompression chamber. Her chances of living were 1 out of 50, the doctor surmised.

Then, there was Marine Sgt. Trevor Roberts. Dr. Needham had spent fourteen hours doing surgery on him. It was extremely touch-and-go for the young man. Come on, make it one more day and you’ll live hopefully a long time, thought Sherry. You saved us and if I can’t save you…what fraking good am I?

“How are they holding up, Doc?” asked Joe Heaton out of nowhere. Sherry wanted to jump five feet when she heard his voice. Joe took a deep breath, “Sorry, Sherry…didn’t mean to scare the hell out of you.”

“No worries, Captain.” Sherry said as she composed herself. “I don’t think Audra is going to make it. Her brain activity is nearly zero. She was pretty bad off when Kyle and Brad brought her in here.”

“How about Roberts?”

“By damn, he better live.” Sherry said almost pointedly. “Sorry, Joe. If he continues to stabilize and makes it another day…I think he will make it. Thank the Gods you, Brad and Susan Maddox have the same blood type as our remaining Marine.”

“So, I take it you are not detecting any more bleeding?” asked Joe.

“Thankfully I think I found everything.” Sherry paused. “How are Elly and Teddy? I need to go see them.”

“Sad, confused…wanting their parents but only Elly seems to understand what has happened. Poor kids” Joe lamented. “The students are rotating through…Stacey and David’s quarters. Everyone is adopting them…they’re all bonding even closer now.”

Sherry drew a deep breath, “So Joe, what is the plan from here?”

“We have two domes with crops coming along and we’re not too far from a blue star system…well, not too far in the cosmic sense.”

“What do you mean?”

“Three years from the system itself at present sublight speed.” Joe said. “I’m working with Kyle and Kid to try and get the FTL back online, but we’re going to have to strip down the entire engine and rebuild it. Hand-make the replacement parts…if we can. It’s gonna be a royal pain.”

Sherry frowned at the news, but tried to carry the conversation forward. “I take it you hope to find a livable planet there?”

“Blue star systems have been known to have viable planets. Not the greatest chances…but a chance. It’s the only one we have.”

“Understood. Joe, do you mind if I ask the students if there are any of them interested in taking up the medical field? I need some help here.”

“By all means. If you need any help and no one is stepping forward, let me know.”

“Thank you.” Sherry said with a tired smile in her voice.

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 Post subject: Re: Intrepid Episode #18: Praying for Time
PostPosted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 3:03 pm 
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Battlestar Taurus – CO’s office
Late in the day
Day 96

(Events mentioned in this post are covered in Libra episodes 20-23)

"Col. Wilson here to see you, Commander," Said the Marine via the comms line on the other side of the heavy blast door.

“Let him in.” Commader Guynes said. He heard the heavy door swing open and watched his XO enter the room. Dean sat down in front of William on the opposite side of the desk.

When both men heard the door close and lock, they knew they were free to talk. After moments of silence, Dean asked the obvious question, “So, how did the visit go with the old man?”

“Admiral Jacobs is…mentally here.” William said as he closed the mission file he was reading. “Physically…well, that is still in the air. 'Flip of a coin' was the term the doctor used.”

Guynes reached into his desk and pulled out a bottle of ambrosia, “Want a shot, buddy?”

“Yes…thought you would never ask.” Dean said as he stood up to go get the shot glasses. “What did Tom have to say?”

“Not much…he spent most of his time asking about the fleet.” William paused as he poured the first round. “Lisa Liala came along with me and Jenni for the visit.”

“Lisa…Lisa…oh yeah, that political critter. Their version of Patrick Greene, right?” Dean said before downing the shot. “Tell me this politician is a little easier to deal with than Greene and his evil cohorts? You know I have wet dreams of airlocking that bastard every time I see him.”

“She is very much the nice and regular person.” William said as he refilled his XO’s glass. “She was CBI in her former life. Lisa does not appear to be the life long blood sucker that Greene and company are. After she left, Admiral Rodrigues stopped by as well.”

With that, Dean sat down his shot glass and locked eyes with William, “So, what do you think of our new Fleet Commander...you know, being back from the dead and all?”

“Good man and anyone who has the trust of Thomas Jacobs has my trust as well.” Guynes said. “If Tom felt like he was the right guy for the job, then he’s the right guy. Give him a chance, you'll like Ben.”

"Guess I'll have to do that, boss." Dean pondered the Williams' answer and then looked at him again as he picked up the shot glass, “We’re had some really strange fraking days over the last week. Libra finding us…picking up a medical ship…dealing with pirates and getting three new ships in the fleet. Frakin’ nuts.”

“I think one of your favorite statements fits well here, Dean-o.” William said as he down his shot and started to pour another.

“That is?”

William smiled “A piano fell out of my ass and played ‘Who woulda thunk it?”

“Damn skippy, Will.” Dean said with a slight laugh. He then became a bit more serious, “Did you tell Thomas that we were…going to bury Intrepid tomorrow?”

“No” was the quick response. “We can tell him when he gets better...now is not the time for additional bad news.”

Wilson raised his glass for a toast, “Here is to Intrepid and to…the old Man.”

“Salute!” William said as he touched Deans’ shot glass. “Salute, indeed.”

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Day 98
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Thomas Jacobs, slowly and with some struggle opened his eyes. Radiation and the treatments to counteract it had taken their toll on his now frail body. Tom’s breathing had become more labored and painful over the last day. Everything had become a struggle for the now former Colonial Admiral.

As Jacobs slowly moved his head, he noticed someone standing at the foot of his bed. As his eyes focused in, a small smile came across his face.

Thomas addressed the figure in the blue robe that stood before him with almost no emotion, “So, this is how it ends for me, eh…old friend?”

“Yes, your work in this world is done, old friend.” The female voice said in a whispered tone. “It is time for you to go to the other side.”

“So, no chance of me changing your mind then, eh?” Tom said with a slight coughing laugh. “One questions: where are you taking me?”

The robed figure did not answer him, she only approached his right side. Tom tried to look past the cowl of the robe, but all was still dark.

“Departing the world can be painful for some. Some have compared it to child birth…but it'll pass quickly.”

Thomas looked up one more time, near defiantly at the robed being, “Well, I was just hoping for a snap of the fingers, you know. Then again, I have never taken the easy path...so why should this be different?”

It was at this moment, the robed figure placed a hand on Tom Jacobs’ forehead. All at once, everything went white and life did begin to pass before his eyes. In the same moment, he experience pleasure, pain, happiness and regret. He saw moments of his life and people who were dead and still living pass before him.

“Is this death or is this the afterlife?” he asked as the moments of his life flashed before him one final time.

Then, there was utter and complete darkness and silence. Thomas Jacobs had passed from this world.

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Somewhere…
…where time no longer matters.


Thomas Jacobs awoke, laying in a field of wheat. It was a place that was familiar to him and it was a place he knew extremely well: It was the wheat fields of his youth on Aerolan…but it wasn’t.

Where the frak am I? Tom wondered if this was a dream or not. He stood up and looked around and off in the distance, he could see something that resembled his hunting place on Caprica.

When he looked around, he noticed the robed figure standing next to him. Thomas took a few steps back and glared at the figure. “Where am I? Where have you taken me?”

“To your reward…to what you have earned.” The robed figure responded. Her voice now sounded much clear and the voice was almost recognizable. “You are in the afterlife now.”

Tom gazed at the robed individual, “I know you…I feel it in the core of who I am…or what ever I am now. Why do you still hide like you did back in the fleet and in my dreams?”

“Yes, I know you. I served you all those years.” the robed figure slowly raised her hands and gripped the edges of her cowl. “You even joked once you spent more time with me than your wife and family…and that I knew you better and anyone.”

Everything became clearer to Tom and he started to laugh, “The Gods sent you? All this time and it was you guiding me here?”

The cowl slipped off the hooded beings head, exposing the long, blonde locks of an old friend. Susan ‘Susie’ Johnson stood before him. She had served along side Tom on several ships and at Picon Fleet Headquarters. She was the first XO of Intrepid, but died in a white water rafting accident six months before construction of the battlestar ended.

“Welcome home, Tom.” she said with a smile. “Welcome to the afterlife.”

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Epilogue and afterlife…

Thomas Jacobs and Susie Johnson stood in their dress uniforms in the starboard hanger catwalks of Taurus. They looked down as others stood around a casket in mourning. They watched the funeral for the body of Thomas Jacobs. If anyone looked up at the catwalk, they would only see empty walkways. Then again, no one with human eyes could see the pair.

“This feels strange, old friend.” Tom said as he looked at Susie.

“I thought the same thing as you gave my eulogy all those years ago. As strange is it seems, it is part of the process.” Johnson looked over to Tom, “You have a lot to learn in future, my friend.”

“So I’ve gathered.” Tom paused, “Do you know what their fate is and the fate of Galactica…or anyone who is left?”

“God has not revealed that to anyone. All in due time, old friend.”

“God…that word without the ‘s’ is strange to hear.” Tom said with a slight chuckle.

A voice out of nowhere, a female voice caught the attention of the two departed Colonials, “God can have many names and faces. You will learn that. The labors of this life is over. You have a new life to start.”

In her ‘life’ on the other side, the woman was known as Caprica Six or the Six Model of the Cylons. She wore a black business suit and her hair pulled back in a ponytail, most appropriate to what was going on beneath them.

“God will reveal all in due course. Ours is to wonder why.” ‘Caprica’ walked next to Thomas, “This will be possibly the last time you come here.”

Another, a male this time, appeared out of no where to join the trio. This ghost was also dressed appropriately in a black suit. His hair was slicked back and his voice was full of confidence. In the now ‘other’ life, he appears as Gaius Baltar. He stood at the side of Susie Johnson, “Then again, as these two know…you could be called back to…assist.”

“Assist God?” Tom asked quizzically.

“Yes to assist.” ‘Gaius said. “In case no one told you…besides having many faces, It doesn’t care for the ‘God’ label.”

‘Caprica’ rolled her eyes a little, “Yes, that is something to point out…but generally there is no offense if it comes out of your mouth.”

After a few moments, Susie looked at Tom, “Time for us to go.”

Thomas took one last look down at the grieving people. “Time to go into the next life.”

The four walked quietly down the catwalk towards and open archway. The light was gleaming white. As they entered the archway, the light faded and they disappeared…entering the afterlife. Only ‘time’ would decide if the four would ever return.

The end…or is it just beginning? This has all happened before…
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