Crossover Fic: The Riddle Of Time 1/11
Title: The Riddle of Time
Crossover With: Star Trek: TNG
Author: Femvamp
Disclaimer: I disclaim that neither Battlestar Galactica nor Star Trek TNG belong to me. But am I bummed about that.
Summary: Galactica has found Earth but that is only the beginning of the adventure.
Authors Note: I know this is a crossover with automatically makes is an AU story but still warning seriously its AU.
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Home Is Where the Federation Is
Sometimes you have to roll a hard eight. Laura Roslin knew that better then most. After everything they had been through. After years of searching. Years of fighting. They had finally found Earth.
And it was already occupied.
The United Federation of Planets. Stronger, faster…bigger then both the rebel Cylons and the humans combined forces; they were no match even if they were in the mood to fight. And Laura knew they weren’t. They were too hungry, too tired, too broken.
They were home.
The ship that met them was called Enterprise and was captained by a Jean Luc Picard. A man who reminded her of Bill, or at least of Bill who hadn’t been broken by ttime, war and the deception of his best friend. Finding out your oldest and dearest buddy was a Cylon could break any man and Bill might have been the mightiest of men but he was still a man. And he was broken, far more then she was. Finding out that Tory was a Cylon had hurt her deeply as well but nowhere near as much as Bill was hurting.
Jean Luc Picard had offered her all the pleasantries of a dignitary and she had played the part. He had only been a little surprised when Lee had insisted that guards accompany her. Laura had almost told him no, when the Captain had waved it off with a smile. Laura quickly discovered why the Federation had sent him. Jean Luc Picard was equal parts soldier, politician, and mediator. He was dangerous, but then again so was she.
Bill was working off another hangover. It was his third or possible his fourth. Laura had lost count. It didn’t matter; he had been there for her through her cancer she would be there for him through this. And if he didn’t snap himself out of it, she could always throw him in the brig until he sobered up, it’s not like anyone would stop her. It was a running joke. The only one the crew of Galactica feared more then Bill was her.
Captain Picard showed her and her guards around his ship which was very different then any ship she had ever seen. It was cleaner and far more high tech. She was half scared at what the Cylons could do to it given half a chance. She wondered what they were thinking about their new friends, she made a note to ask them the next time she spoke with the rebel Cylons.
“This is a fine ship you have Captain.”
“Than you Madam President.” Captain Picard said cordially.
“Please call me Laura.”
“Only if you call me Jean Luc.”
After the formalities had been taken care of they talked about minor things for awhile. Laura liked Captain Picard. She wasn’t quite sure about his first Officer Will Riker. He seemed to have an air of superiority about him that irked Laura, but then again who was she to judge? This new world they found themselves was both great and terrifying. The first time she met Lt. Worf she had almost screamed in terror. He looked like a monster in one of her nightmares. Now, like most of the crew of Galactica she liked the Klingon. He was a warrior, and she respected that.
A strange new world indeed.
It was Mr. Data that frightened her the most. He was a machine like the Cylons. She had warned the Captain to keep him away from both the Colonials and the Cylons rebels. There was no telling how they would react to a machine as a Federation crew member, even if he was one of a kind. She had a hard enough time accepting it, and she was a politician.
However they were a desperate people and they needed the Federation and the Federation was kind and helped them more then they had to. For the first time in what seemed like forever they were able to rest. To sleep. To dream. For the first time in what seemed like forever they could close their eyes and not see death.
For the most part The Federation, the Colonials and the Cylon rebels were getting along. There was some fighting but nothing that couldn’t be handled discreetly. For the most part everything was going along smoothly. It was also quickly discovered that the Colonials and the Cylons weren’t coming to the table empty handed. They had a good deal of technology that the Federation lacked and the Federation was always in the market for technology.
This was all good. Now all Laura had to do was sober Bill up and get him talking to Saul again and possibly talk to that fancy doctor Crusher about her cancer and everything would be great. Not bad for a dying President of the dead twelve colonies if she did say so herself.
Crossover With: Star Trek: TNG
Author: Femvamp
Disclaimer: I disclaim that neither Battlestar Galactica nor Star Trek TNG belong to me. But am I bummed about that.
Summary: Galactica has found Earth but that is only the beginning of the adventure.
Authors Note: I know this is a crossover with automatically makes is an AU story but still warning seriously its AU.
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Home Is Where the Federation Is
Sometimes you have to roll a hard eight. Laura Roslin knew that better then most. After everything they had been through. After years of searching. Years of fighting. They had finally found Earth.
And it was already occupied.
The United Federation of Planets. Stronger, faster…bigger then both the rebel Cylons and the humans combined forces; they were no match even if they were in the mood to fight. And Laura knew they weren’t. They were too hungry, too tired, too broken.
They were home.
The ship that met them was called Enterprise and was captained by a Jean Luc Picard. A man who reminded her of Bill, or at least of Bill who hadn’t been broken by ttime, war and the deception of his best friend. Finding out your oldest and dearest buddy was a Cylon could break any man and Bill might have been the mightiest of men but he was still a man. And he was broken, far more then she was. Finding out that Tory was a Cylon had hurt her deeply as well but nowhere near as much as Bill was hurting.
Jean Luc Picard had offered her all the pleasantries of a dignitary and she had played the part. He had only been a little surprised when Lee had insisted that guards accompany her. Laura had almost told him no, when the Captain had waved it off with a smile. Laura quickly discovered why the Federation had sent him. Jean Luc Picard was equal parts soldier, politician, and mediator. He was dangerous, but then again so was she.
Bill was working off another hangover. It was his third or possible his fourth. Laura had lost count. It didn’t matter; he had been there for her through her cancer she would be there for him through this. And if he didn’t snap himself out of it, she could always throw him in the brig until he sobered up, it’s not like anyone would stop her. It was a running joke. The only one the crew of Galactica feared more then Bill was her.
Captain Picard showed her and her guards around his ship which was very different then any ship she had ever seen. It was cleaner and far more high tech. She was half scared at what the Cylons could do to it given half a chance. She wondered what they were thinking about their new friends, she made a note to ask them the next time she spoke with the rebel Cylons.
“This is a fine ship you have Captain.”
“Than you Madam President.” Captain Picard said cordially.
“Please call me Laura.”
“Only if you call me Jean Luc.”
After the formalities had been taken care of they talked about minor things for awhile. Laura liked Captain Picard. She wasn’t quite sure about his first Officer Will Riker. He seemed to have an air of superiority about him that irked Laura, but then again who was she to judge? This new world they found themselves was both great and terrifying. The first time she met Lt. Worf she had almost screamed in terror. He looked like a monster in one of her nightmares. Now, like most of the crew of Galactica she liked the Klingon. He was a warrior, and she respected that.
A strange new world indeed.
It was Mr. Data that frightened her the most. He was a machine like the Cylons. She had warned the Captain to keep him away from both the Colonials and the Cylons rebels. There was no telling how they would react to a machine as a Federation crew member, even if he was one of a kind. She had a hard enough time accepting it, and she was a politician.
However they were a desperate people and they needed the Federation and the Federation was kind and helped them more then they had to. For the first time in what seemed like forever they were able to rest. To sleep. To dream. For the first time in what seemed like forever they could close their eyes and not see death.
For the most part The Federation, the Colonials and the Cylon rebels were getting along. There was some fighting but nothing that couldn’t be handled discreetly. For the most part everything was going along smoothly. It was also quickly discovered that the Colonials and the Cylons weren’t coming to the table empty handed. They had a good deal of technology that the Federation lacked and the Federation was always in the market for technology.
This was all good. Now all Laura had to do was sober Bill up and get him talking to Saul again and possibly talk to that fancy doctor Crusher about her cancer and everything would be great. Not bad for a dying President of the dead twelve colonies if she did say so herself.