As the "ragtag fugitive fleet" continue to flee the Cylons and try to find Earth, here is a poem dedicated to Admiral Adama. The Admiral is often lovingly referred to as "the old man" by his faithful crew and some of the civilians in the fleet. Only a few more weeks until the start of season 4! So say we all!

Bill and Laura are both suffering from insomnia. They lay awake at night in their racks thinking about the past, present and future. They lay awake thinking about each other.

The Fleet jumps into the Delta Quadrant and finds Voyager. All of them are searching for a home called Earth.

Kara and Sam and an impromptu Pyramid game.

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Written for a request: what if Hera draws what she dreams and she dreams of the Five?

Those eighteen nights were the longest of his entire life. Every atom in his body denies it, yet his brain argues, it’s true, it’s true, I saw it happen. She’s not here, she’ll never be here again.

Everyone has to grow up sometime, even Kara Thrace.

What happened when Zac died? How did the family come together and fall apart. This is that story. The Adamas and Kara face the loss of a loved one. Please Read and Review

Ain’t nothin’ like a little moonshine to lubricate a conversation…