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that had suffered much.

Everyone wanted to honor Sheba as well, Cain's daughter. She had
agreed to give a speech.

A picture of Sheba filled the screens of everyone watching from orbit
and everyone with monitors on the planet. She stood on a grassy hilltop
next to a tree and placed a wreath of flowers on a headstone. The camera
zoomed in and showed the inscription:

IN MEMORY OF COMMANDER CAIN, THE HERO OF KOBOL

Despite long hours and exhaustion, no one wanted to sleep now.

Sheba's statement was succinct.

"We all know that my father was a warrior," she said, "and sometimes
many thought that there was no other side to him. His reputation for
recklessness followed him more relentlessly than the Cylons. But he had
the same dream as Commander Adama and his son. He wanted us to be
safe. Never forget that. He didn't kill for the sake of destruction.
Everything he ever did, even when he made ill-conceived alliances, was for
the one purpose of guaranteeing our safety!"

The applause burst like a wave throughout the ships and over the new
world that was Cain's final resting place. It even sounded sincere in the
Council chamber.

Back in that chamber, it was time to return to business. Normally,
Commander Apollo didn't care for the slow deliberations of the Twelve.
There had been too many times when a military emergency demanded
quick action but the politicians seemed woefully impervious to that
reality. Their procedures were carefully designed to try the patience of
anyone burdened with actual facts and a workable plan.
 This occasion was a bit different. There were many issues to be
decided. And Apollo wasn't entirely certain where they were headed.

He looked over at Cassie, who had dragged herself from long nights in
the med-lab. He didn't like her working this hard when she was pregnant.
He didn't like the confusion over the issue of fatherhood any better. She
still believed he was the father. He couldn't decide if he believed Baltar's
fantastic claims about the essence of Iblis being the true progenitor.

The pregnancy was starting to show. Apollo caught Starbuck staring at
the woman that they all knew he still loved. Their personal lives were so
complicated that maybe it would take an entire bureaucracy to sort it out!

There were more pressing matters to concern all of them here and now.
They were all tired but they had to soldier on. Maybe while hunting up
new sources of tylium they'd find another rare mineral to recharge their