number_eight | 191 - Where do you see yourself in twenty years?

God, where do I see myself? Earth, maybe?

That'd be a nice little bit of hope for us. "And they found the Thirteenth Tribe on Earth, settled down, and lived happily ever after." The Scrolls don't exactly read that way, though, no matter what President Roslin might say.

Wouldn't it be nice if I could say that twenty years later, I was still married to Karl and we were "home"? Somehow, I don't think it's going to happen. I think it's going to end up more like this:

Hera will have grown up onboard Galactica with the occasional visit off-world, but mainly she will have been stuck living within the confines of a Battlestar, seeing nothing but the inside of the ship, always looking out towards the stars. She probably still would have problems from the strange nightmares she's been having, and so she'd be seeing a psychologist for that. Still. Doc Cottle would probably want to keep running tests on her physiology and she'd probably hate me for being overprotective of her. (Can you blame me, though, after everything we've been through so far?) Maybe she's got a boy she likes, maybe not. She's probably in the ROTC program as a cadet, learning Basic Flight.

Me? I'm a Captain by that point, I'd guess, still working with the Raptors. Who knows what Helo would be, because with as many jobs as he's had lately, he could be the frakking Commander for all I know by then. It'd be nice if he was working with me, though, so that our schedules managed to work themselves out and we could spend some time together.

In twenty years, I would hope that I've been accepted by the crew more so than I am now. Maybe I actually have a little pull with the crew, or a little more respect. I doubt I'd have another child, not after everything Hera had to go through or all the complications that Helo and I had simply having her in the first place.

We'd have a somewhat "normal" life onboard Galactica, with maybe a few things improved here and there. It's a better thing to hope for in twenty years than finding Earth.

Muse : Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 367
OOC Note : Some of these ideas are taken from