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in him. Just so you know what to expect."

Of course they would; of course. Still, to hear it so flatly put___

Apollo turned away from the blank, gray screen in whose glass he saw
his own image reflected, and looked to Athena, wondering just how bad it
really was. She didn't look away; at least she could still stand to meet his
gaze, but Apollo could not read much meaning into it. In the past, they'd
had many disagreements, and they held different opinions on just about
everything, but they were blood; they were Adama's children, after all, and
their hearts held a deep and profound love for the other. But more than
that, they shared a unique spiritual bond that kept growing and evolving,
one which Apollo felt sure must hold a key to unfolding revelations about
the historyтАФand the futureтАФof their people. It had to mean something.
Either all of it mattered or none of it did, and Apollo refused to believe
that.

"He may be right, you know," Athena finally offered, and hugged
herself. "Many more people may die, and many more ships may be lost if
we don't soon find a habitable planet capable of sustaining us. But,
whether he's right or you areтАФ" She shook her head, and added, "I just
don't trust Cain's intentions."

"Neither course is without risk," Apollo admitted. "But I believe Cain's
path leads to suicide." Still, on what did he base this pronouncement? Just
because Cain was less about faith than blood and thunder did not in itself
make him wrong. It was a fine line to walk, faith, knowing when the voice
that told you things was the voice of divine intervention, and when it was
your own wishful thinking.

"Nevertheless, Apollo, he will make a powerful case before the council,"
Tigh warned him. "You will not have an easy time of it, swaying them over
to your side, when most of them already believe as Cain does. And, to be
frank, Commander Cain's recordтАФ"

"Cain's record, Cain's record," Apollo growled, and threw his hands up
in the air. "Gods! Does everyone here let the past blind them?" He turned
to Athena, and the anger was already gone, and in its place was the look of
a man skirting the edge of some great and grand disaster. "I'm asking you
for your support, Athena, TighтАФI'm going to need it, if I'm going to have
any hope of blocking Cain's appointment."
 "And you shall have it, Apollo," Athena promised.

"Of course," Tigh agreed. "But even with our supportтАФ" It wasn't
spoken, but Apollo thought what Tigh was really saying was, Why would
we want to block Cain's appointment?

Apollo nodded. "I understand," he said. "And thank you, both of you,
for your support. I'll do my best to justify it."