Complete crack, the idea came from a friend of mine. Spoilers abound, so beware! Reviews are welcome; I like to know when people like what they read!

Disclaimer: none of it is mine, RDM owns it all.

Bill and Laura sat together on the wing of the raptor; still aglow with their reunion, they had yet to summon the others to greet the Admiral. Pleased as she was with the presence of her companion, Laura did have to wonder about the welfare of the fleet and ask the obvious questions about who was currently in charge.

“Saul? You left Saul in charge, Bill? You do remember how that went last time don’t you?”

Bill sighed and assured Laura that he felt his friend was currently up to the task. But there was something else he had to share with her, something about his XO that bothered him more than the idea of him frakking up the command.

“There is something you should know,” he began, and Laura lifted her head from his shoulder to regard him shrewdly.

“What?” she demanded, slowly and suspiciously, not liking the sound of this “something”.

“Well,” Bill sighed and rubbed a hand across his face, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Saul’s been spending quite a bit of time with the cylon prisoner. I thought it was simply an attempt to interrogate her, but as it turns out…”

Laura turned her head sharply and stared at the man beside her, cutting him off.

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“Apparently it was all consensual. What?” Bill was stopped yet again by the look on her face.

Laura chose her words carefully and placed a placating hand on his arm.

“I know he’s your friend, but it’s just that Saul is not the most attractive man in the fleet…”

Bill glared at her, but she had a point.

“Whatever it is she sees in him, it was consensual. Saul is capable of many things, but never that.”

“Of course,” she rubbed his arm comfortingly and returned her head to his shoulder, “I’m sorry I even implied such a thing.”

“She’s pregnant.”

Laura’s body went slack against his side and then her hands rushed to cover her face.

“Oh my gods, Bill.”

“I know,” he sighed. “It’s a mess, and I really have no idea what to…Laura?”

She was shaking and he turned to her in concern. When he pulled her hands from her face he realized that she was laughing.

“What the hell is so funny?”

“Nothing, it’s really not funny,” she told him, choking on her own laughter. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself and met Bill’s curious blue eyes. “It’s just that I suddenly had a vision of a little blond baby wearing an…eye patch.”

Bill glared at the woman beside him and the ridiculous words that had just come from her mouth, but then his eyes softened and his lips twitched. Soon his deep chuckles filled the room, blending beautifully with her unrestrained giggles.

This was how Helo and the others found them moments later, the two leaders of the human race sitting on the side of a raptor, arms entwined and laughing as if the cares of the universe had never touched their shoulders.