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"Yes, of course I can hear you, but whereтАФ?"

The world swam back into a gauzy sort of focus, the light so bright after
the long, deep darkness that it made Apollo's eyes tear and sting, but it
was only the light of the med-bay, and the voice was only the voice of
Cassiopeia. Her face, doubled and trebled by the prism of tears through
which Apollo viewed it, was etched with concern. Apollo palmed his eyes
dry, looked at Cassie, questioningly.

"Why did you make me break contact?" Apollo asked, anger alloyed
with confusion. "I almostтАФ"

"You almost got lost inside his mind," Cassie finished, forcefully. Apollo
frowned because he knew she was right. He did almost get lost there, in
the darkness, where Starbuck was also lost. Lost and alone and probably
dying.

"I'm all right," Apollo argued. "I would have been fine."

"Who said anything about you?" Cassie asked. "Of course you would
have been fine; you're always fine. But what about Starbuck? The man has
a brain trauma! What do you think fracking around with his mind is
going to do to him?"

Cassie stood over Starbuck and took his hand in hers, as she had done
countless times since she first fell in love with him all those yahren ago, as
she had done so many times recently as she kept watch beside his
med-berth.

She realized she was angry with Apollo for getting Starbuck into the
one bad scrape it didn't look as if he was going to escape; she was furious
with the situation that had brought them to this. She cursed her
helplessness and she cursed anyone who couldn't help Starbuck. She was a
doctor who couldn't save the one she loved. What had she changed her
entire life for, if she still had no control over it? And she was angry
because blind, stumbling anger always attends loss, the unwanted guest
that always arrives at the worst times.

"You're not the only one in pain, Cassiopeia," Apollo said, gently. After
a moment, he circled her and Starbuck's hands with his, but neither
seemed to notice. "Don't give up." Even Apollo wasn't sure to whom he was
speaking. All of them, he supposed, himself included.

"I'm glad you're here for him, Cassie," Apollo said. "I know this has to
be especially difficult for you, given your history with Starbuck."

"I used to think there was nothing harder than watching someone you
love fall in love with someone else," she answered, ruefully. "But, what did
I know?" Cassopeia glanced back at Apollo, a sad smile on her full, lovely