ENDINGS AND BEGINNINGS
PART FOUR
Miriams quarters were a few doors down from the ones
hed been assigned. Inside, one of Miriams female friends was sitting on the
couch reading a crystal and keeping watch. She looked up as they entered and said,
She just woke up, Miriam.
Miriam lifted the wriggling bundle out of the crib and said,
Thanks for watching her, Klymene.
The woman, tall, darkly beautiful in a Sagitaran way, dressed in a
command blue uniform, explained to Apollo, We let her have Amala back now and
then.
Miriam said, by way of introduction, This is Colonel Klymene,
our master navigator. This is Captain Apollo, strike commander of the Galactica.
Colonel Klymene smiled happily and inquired, Is this the
gentleman Noday refers to as Captain Appalling?
It is indeed.
An honor, Klymene decided. I will see you later,
Miriam. And you, Captain, she added, extending her hand to show that the joke was
not ill meant.
Apollo, not over-thrilled to be reminded of Nodays sarcastic
nickname for him, responded in kind. Klymene leaned in to shake his hand, blinked at him
in surprise, then forced her smile back on and went out the door. It hissed shut behind
her.
Apollo watched her go, wondering at her reaction. Then he turned back to Miriam and said,
I thought Id heard the last of that one yahrens ago.
Well, sometimes we all sit around and reminisce about our
Academy days and I suppose it came up once.
Wonderful.
Besides, Miriam continued, checking the condition of her
daughters diaper, you were appalling.
He winced. That bad?
Miriam considered, then said, We had our centons. Usually not
at the same time, though. Usually not even the same day.
Ugh. I got better.
Quite true.
Well, can I see her? Apollo asked, holding out his
hands.
Certainly. Here you are. Dont drop her, she added
unnecessarily as Apollo accepted the baby from her.
Miriam, I am not going to drop her. I have held babies before.
I have even changed diapers. Not that Im volunteering, he added. Amala was
little more than a month old and small even for her age. She settled into his arms without
fuss, though she was watching Miriam the entire time. Her sparse hair was black, her skin
a very light olive, even fairer than Miriams. Amala turned her head and looked up at
him curiously.
Apollo leaned closer and she took a stab at grabbing for his nose.
Her eyes were startlingly green, like tiny jewels. He looked back up at Miriam, who was
watching with an expectant expression on her face. He didnt want to know, but had
to.
Shes not
.
Yes she is. Come on, Apollo, you can count. You must have
wondered, didnt you?
Honestly, I didnt. I
didnt hear the exact
date anyway. Amala squirmed impatiently, waving her tiny hands in his face, clearly
more interested in the prospect of food than in him. You didnt
you
didnt plan this?
And how cold-blooded do you think I am? Of course I
didnt plan it. You have my word on that.
I have to sit down, Apollo thought, and did so, rather
abruptly. Amala made no vocal sounds of disapproval though she seemed to glare up at him. What
on Kobol am I going to tell my father? Uh, Father, guess what
you have a
granddaughter. Or maybe the humorous approach
Father, you and Commander Diomedes have
something in common
.
Im sorry, said Miriam. I shouldnt have
dumped it on you like this. But there doesnt seem any
decent way of telling a
person.
No, no, its
all right. Just
sudden, he
decided.
Sitting down beside him, she said, Id tried before. I
had two miscarriages, with no physical cause the life officers could find. You know how I
feel about my sealing
the idea is appalling, to think I could be unconsciously taking
it out on something so helpless, but there seemed no other
.
Dont even think that, Apollo said. There
must have been a reason. Something they couldnt find.
Maybe. So, when we met on Orion
the timing did turn out
to be fortuitous, or unfortunate, depending on your point of view. Im sorry.
Dont be. Im not, Apollo said. I
suppose I should take it as a compliment.
You should. Youre one of the best friends Ive ever
had
and a good man. A good person.
I may even get used to the idea, Apollo said, gently
stroking Amalas hair. Um, does your father know?
Of course he does.
What does he think?
I think hes rather pleased. Besides, her lineage is amazing. Do you realize
shes descended from no fewer than three of the Lords of Kobol?
She does look
very aristocratic.
Not hardly. Shes not very pretty just yet. Once she gets
some more hair, possibly. Hopefully shell look something like Athena, that would be
nice.
Um
what does your
uh, husband think? Apollo
ventured.
Miriam looked up at the deckhead in disgust. Apollo, the man
is unconscious. He says she looks like his grandfather. She doesnt look a thing like
his grandfather, she added. More like mine, really, since he was Gemonese. Of
course hes only seen her twice. Too damn busy politicking as usual. Amala
started to fuss and Miriam reached for her. Here, she needs to be fed. You
dont mind?
Of course not. He sat back, light-headed.
As she undid her flight suit, she noticed the lack of color in Apollos face and
admitted, Like I said, I shouldnt have dumped it on you like that. I was
damned if I could figure out a way to tell you, though.
I wonder if Starbuck ever has this problem, Apollo
muttered.
Whos this? Miriam asked, offering Amala a breast.
A friend of mine. Loves the ladies. Leaves them, too.
He sounds like a rogue.
He is, but I love him like a brother, Apollo said.
Hes a good man, in his own way.
Miriam smiled. Everyone needs friends and youve never
made them easily. Im glad to hear you have this one.
Apollo watched her for a centon, then he said, You look
tired.
Weve been flying a lot. Practice practice practice, in
the aircraft, in the simulators. It never used to hit me this hard. Part of it is being
out of shape. The other
I must be getting old or something, because I just feel dead
in the mornings after all that pulling Gs. Used to be fun.
Maybe there wont be a need for it anymore.
Miriam smiled sadly. Youve always been an
optimist.
What do you think were going to find out there?
Just what weve always found where the Cylons are
involved-adversity and death.
What if this peace initiative is real? he pressed.
Apollo, be realistic. It cant be. And its so well
timed, suspiciously so. The Colonies are in turmoil over the war. I was on Aquaria, six
months ago, and I was spit on. Because I was wearing a uniform. And I could almost
understand how those people felt. This war has gone on for nearly a thousand yahrens.
Its insane. How many lives have been lost, how much progress sacrificed, and how
many opportunities to win squandered? Apollo, if I thought this was real, if I thought
there could be peace with the Cylons, I would be the first to celebrate. But I dont
believe it. Im sorry.
After a centon he shook his head and said, I think it could be
real.
We disagree on almost everything, Miriam said equably.
That might as well not change now. But, she added, an edge coming into her
voice, I am not going to bet my lifeor herson the off chance that the
Cylons have suffered some kind of programming glitch thats turned them into ravening
peace-lovers.
Blue squadron will be part of our Alpha strike wing, along
with Beta and Delta squadrons, both of them viper squadrons, and Gamma squadron, which is
a striker squadron, Colonel Sark, the Group Commander of the Columbia,
informed the gathering of squadron commanders the next morning in the Columbias
briefing room. Commander of Alpha wing is Captain Lebedos, who is also CO of Beta
squadron; Captain Dolon is commander of Delta, and Captain Miriam is commander of Gamma.
Colonel Dirce is commander of Beta strike wing and Epsilon squadron, which is our second
striker squadron; Captain Aleta is commander of Omega viper squadron. Captain Apollo is
commander of Blue squadron; I take it weve all met him? I see we have
very
well, Alpha wing is on the day duty rotation, Captain Apollo, so your crewmen
shouldnt have any problems adjusting.
I dont think there will be any problems, Apollo
said.
The revised duty schedule is in front of you; no changes for
Beta wing, of course, but Alpha wing will now have two viper squadrons on standby at any
one time, since Delta squadron will be on a split schedule. Any vipers needed for patrols
or probes will be taken from whichever squadron is up on the rotation, including Blue. I
anticipate we will have no difficulty working together, he concluded, looking around
the briefing table at the assembled officers. Any questions? No? Very well,
dismissed.
As the officers rose and began filing out of the briefing room,
Apollo asked Miriam, Whats on your schedule today?
Right now I have a meeting with my maintenance officer. Then
simulator sessions. If youre not busy, feel free to stop by; that can be
interesting.
Ill be there.
Outside in the corridor, Apollo found Boomer waiting for him.
Any news? Boomer asked, falling into step beside him.
Were on the standard rotation, day schedule. Nothing
unusual.
Glad to hear that.
How is everyone settling in?
The usual griping, nothing serious, said Boomer.
Nothing you cant keep a lid on?
No trouble, sir.
Good, Apollo said. He relied on Boomers steadiness
and influence with the pilots more than he sometimes cared to admit. Boomer was going to
be a good squadron commander someday, someday soon, Apollo thought. He had all the right
instincts.
Boomer cleared his throat and began, sounding somewhat apologetic,
Far be it from me to criticize, sir
.
What?
They stopped at the lift. Boomer glanced up and down the corridor,
then he said, Id at least like to know where I can find you. Sir.
Apollo sighed. Ill see you do.
Sorry, sir. I didnt want to imply anything
too
improper.
Hes enjoying this, thought Apollo. Its
someone Ive known for a long time
its hard to explain.
These things usually are, Boomer said diplomatically.
And this one more than usual, Apollo thought. We
dont agree on anything
sexually, on the other hand
and that used to be
awful too, when we were at the Academy. I know exactly where Noday got that nickname
Captain Appalling. We were young
. He shook his head and followed Boomer into
the elevator.
Gathering wool, sir? Boomer asked.
Quite a lot, Apollo agreed as the lift doors snapped
shut.