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Bill looked towards to the setting sun. It was a beautiful site. There were so many different shades of oranges, yellows and purples. It still amazed him. Bill walked from the cabin to her grave every dawn to see the sun rise and every dusk to witness the end of the day. It was his way of copping. Without Laura Bill had hoped that his world to would cease. However, Lee had made sure he kept going. His son would visit once a week to make sure Bill was still living. Bill settled himself against the stones and started to describe the setting sun to Laura. When the royal blue lining started to win its battle to dominate the sky, he breathed in deeply preparing to leave. However, this time he didn’t move. This time something was different. All a sudden Bill didn’t feel any responsibility, he didn’t feel the pain. Carefully opening his eyes he noticed that he was no longer at Laura’s grave. Instead he was somewhere peaceful, somewhere vaguely familiar. Bill positioned himself to face the voices that suddenly drifted in his direction. Two figures approached him with such carefree grace.

‘Old Man you made it! I told you Ma that he would eventually come.’

Kara turned to the youthful figure next to her. A smile erupted not only across Bill’s face but also his heart. Next thing he knew he embraced Laura, the love of his being.

‘It’s about time Bill. I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to come.’

Bill saw that Laura’s eyes were twinkling like they use to before the cancer had taken her away. Instead of rebuking he lowered his lips onto hers in a small caress. Any other words that were going to be spoken suddenly disappeared. Bill placed his lips against her forehead and whispered his love for her. When he turned to face Kara he was surprised to see her facing a sequence of images. When he moved next to her he noticed that his son was the focus of the sequence. Lee knelt next his Dad’s grave, which he had built next to Laura’s. He was weeping not with the fact that he was the last Adama remaining but with the knowledge his Dad was finally at peace. Laura moved to Kara’s other side and wrapped her arms around the silently weeping girl. Kara nestled into the embrace as the shared realizations spread through the group of three. Lee would not be alone for long; soon they would be a family again.