Lee’s briefing them, yet again. Cylons are still coming and they’re still here, that’s the gist. She’s not dead yet and neither is he. Somehow, by the grace of some gods, Lee Adama of all frakking men is alive with her, here, at the end of the world. He is alive and breathing and so close she could touch him if she wanted, but she doesn’t.
An oldie but an absolute classic, I love this fic set during the first episode.