New Caprica: Starting over 5

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New Caprica

Lee would never admit it out loud, but he was glad to be back on the mud ball of a planet. The fresh air, warmth of the sun and the breeze over his skin just felt right compared to the near still recycled air of a ship. (Even on the Galactica things were starting to get claustrophobic which I'm pretty sure is worse for everyone else that escaped being able to live on an open planet even if just for a few months.)

Looking around Lee caught the site of families reuniting and others breaking down as survivors from the colonies and the fleet exchanged last words or final gifts from those who had passed away before reuniting. It warmed the young presidents heart seeing the colonial people getting closure though he soon broke off to help provide support and comfort for those that had no final comforting words or gifts.

A lot of people on the ground where happy to see him again. Lee could see it in their eyes, they though him still being here meant that his father would return. They didn't know his father; the man would not be coming back at all in his lifetime not without the necessary resources which he lacked entirely, the fleet would not be returning, and Lee knew it would break the peoples' hearts once they figured that out.

(No, the Galactica, the fleet and my father are in the past, and I need to show these people that I can be a good strong leader. I need to show them that I can protect them and give them a safe world to live on even if we have to bend the knee to the cylons.) Lee found it kind of ironic how the tables had been turned. The cylons had been losing the first war or at the very least unable to gain ground if Lee avoided the propaganda but thanks to politicians and war weariness the colonials had agree to a peace that had given the toasters a chance to recoup their loses and find away around the powerful defenses of the colonials.

(I wonder how the people will take it once they learn I've been given the illustrious position of president by the cylons, by Sharon who shot my father. Pretty sure some are going to call me a sell out but it's not like I had a choice in the matter. I just need to put my best foot foreword and show that I am working for the betterment of us survivors.) honestly Lee didn't believe his own thoughts though. People got scared and paranoid easily, they would probably think that he was just a new cylon model made to torment them with hope until the cylons got bored of playing nice.

Noticing the flyers being handed out by the 3s Lee knew that the reveal of his new position would be soon. Walking of around the colony Lee was surprised to find himself fat Baltar's old office/home. He found it odd that the place hadn't been destroyed or looted during the evacuation. Sitting down in what would shortly be his chair and just sank into it as he tried to relax finding a half empty bottle of scotch though was also shocked to find an old revolver hidden with the booze. (A single bullet? Was Baltar really thinking of killing himself?)

The scientist had always confused Lee and honestly, he felt bad for the man as from the fall of the colonies where his defense program had been hacked by the cylons to all the way to the evacuation the man had been dealing with a bad hand after a bad hand as mistakes and disaster seemed to follow him. (Still won't forgive him for lying about Sharon back when he first had her tested with his prototype machine even if it was to save his neck.)

Finishing his drink Lee started going through paperwork the 4s had given him on how to star building up the colony to make more comfortable to live on especially during the winter once spring came around. At the moment using one of the basestars as a garden ship would be necessary as the cold weather made growing crops near impossible and he didn't want to overhunt any of the indigenous wildlife, building proper homes and other infrastructures were the priority though. As much as it hurt Lee could see the practicality of using the various shipwrecks of the original colonial fleet as material to build new homes or other buildings even building around the more intact vessels basically repairing them partially but leaving them grounded.

(Wait what's this?) Lee was surprised to see a small note left to him by Boomer.

Dear Mr President
currently hidden in orbit around one of New Capricas' moons is the wreck of the Battlestar Pegasus. Despite the damage done to it during the evacuation the ship is surprisingly intact.
The 4s are quite impressed with the vessel considering how it destroyed 2 third generation Basestars and crippling another.
So after holding a meeting with my council we have all agreed that depending on how things go by the start of the next summer we would be willing to repair and allow access to the Pegasus by you and your people.
I hope you understand the gravity of this offer so I hope that you can help us make things work.
Sincerely Sharon Valerii 8.

Lee couldn't believe what he was reading almost braking into laughter as this must have been a joke. The cylons were actually willing to give them the Pegasus if they behaved, the entire idea just sounded insane and stupid and yet here in black and white it was written. Lee didn't know when his laughter started to break, and he actually ended up inbetween laughing and crying. The cylons had been serious when they had asked for peace when they arrived at New Caprica, the colonials had just been to paranoid and angry and the cylons to socially and emotionally inept for the situation to work out. None of this nightmare had needed to happen and yet it had. (We didn't need to fight; we could've actually had peace and now my old man and his fleet are fighting for survival because we couldn't accept the peace. We had to find Earth.)

Lee just sat alone in his office crying with a sad broken laugh at the absurdity of the situation he and the rest of humanity had found itself in while finishing off the last of the scotch in the bottle he had found. A 3 came in to discuss Lee's speech and if he wanted to change anything for the reveal of his new position though instantly put down her papers at seeing the young man breaking down to comfort him.

Lee honestly started to laugh at how funny this was. A cylon was more comforting than his father or his mother. The machine that had stolen human form was somehow more human than his own family.

Taken a moment to collect himself Lee thanked the 3 before pointing to the notes she had put down as he refused to do or say anything embarrassing during his inauguration, so he wanted to go through everything that was planned for the day. Lee didn't know why but for the first time in years he felt calm and collected as he worked with the 3. Lee even recovering from his small breakdown felt happier than he had in a while, he wasn't in a shouting match with Kara or his dad, he wasn't keeping an eye on his mother as she mourned his brother, and he wasn't alone and even as he played president for the cylons they had actually given him more support than anyone in his life had in years since his brother had died. (Maybe things wont be as bad or difficult as I thought, they aren't all monsters, now I just need to convince everyone else.

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