number_eight | 209 - What are you afraid of?

What if all my fears are right? What if everything that people have been hinting at

that my mind has been hinting at

is true? I have to know for sure. Am I a Cylon? One way or the other, I'll take that frakking test of Dr. Baltar's, and he'll tell me the truth. Then, I can go back to my Raptor, go back to Chief, go back to my life that I had and just fight off those toasters like I'm supposed to do. All I have to do is sit here and wait.

Why is he taking so long?

Gods, I want to ask him what's wrong, but what if the reason Dr. Baltar is taking forever is me? I'm a Cylon and he's scared to tell me or something like that? I wouldn't hurt him. Fine, he's not one of my favorite people in the fleet right now because his presence forced me to leave Helo behind on Caprica, and Helo was a good friend and a great ECO. I wouldn't hurt him, though. I couldn't hurt him.

Why is he looking at me strangely?

Gods, please, please just let the test be negative. It has to be green, he said. Just green, and my life will go back to being normal.

"Congratulations, it's green! It's very bright green. You're not Cylon!"

Thank the Gods.

"100% human and-- and very, very bright green, as well."

A deep breath and a slight smile, but my life will be okay now. I'm not a Cylon. The test said so. Dr. Baltar said so. I'm fine.

"Well-- well, there's nothing to be worried about anymore. Yeah, you couldn't be more human if you tried."

I'm going to be fine.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 251 (not including direct quotes from 'Flesh and Bone')