At best, Gaeta's mun and AIM have an uneasy truce going on. At worst, AIM sometimes likes to wear a red dress, saunter up to the mun, plant a big smooch on her, and then blow her up ( Read more... )

[After this.]

Nearly everyone who's off duty is in the courtroom; everyone on duty has probably been glued to the wireless all afternoon. Galactica's halls are close to empty ( Read more... )

This is the first time he's seen Gaius since the botched interrogation ( Read more... )

"Lieutenant Felix Gaeta?" says the unfamiliar woman escorted into the CIC. He turns around immediately, back lifted and shoulders squared; she keeps close to the Marine guard, a thin white envelope in hand ( Read more... )

In the CIC, Gaeta's just wrapping up the latest tactical sitrep with Colonel Tigh and Admiral Adama. Taking care not to be overt, he sneaks a glance at his watch as he points to another item on the board,calmly interpreting the latest figures and reports gathered from each pilot ( Read more... )

The room Demeter's given them has a clean, simple luxury to it: nice sheets, soft carpet, fluffy towels in the adjoining private bathroom. The bed in the center of the room is enormous, too, if all you've been sleeping on for nearly six years is a narrow one-person rack; perched on the mound of pillows by the headboard is what looks like an ( Read more... )

Gaeta's shift ends that night -- well, morning -- at 0300. Most of it was spent recalculating their route to the Ionian Nebula to see if some of the jumps could be shaved off; the rest of the time, he plotted rough sketches of the jumps, interrupted only once by a Condition One alert ( Read more... )

For ten days, Gaeta doesn't think of going to Milliways. The Marine escort grates on the edges of his nerves, but he bears it with the knowledge that his punishment could be -- and probably should have been -- much worse ( Read more... )

We need to get Baltar to talk, says the Admiral, and we believe he trusts you enough to do it if you initiate the conversation.

Far enough in the back of his mind that he's barely conscious of it, Gaeta swallows down a hysterical laugh. He keeps his back straight; he doesn't look away from Adama.

We'll be watching in via camera. All you have to ( Read more... )

It won't be for very long, they told him. There's going to be an investigation; they've taken Baltar to sickbay to treat his injuries; Ishay pronounced him free of concussions or any loose teeth after the Admiral's punch, even if the whole side of his face keeps throbbing and a decent-sized bruise has flowered over his jaw bone ( Read more... )