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Deliverance (9/?)
Title: Deliverance
Author: coexist_love
Rating: MA
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica 2003
Character: General with Roslin/Adama emphasis
Summary: A normal day on among the fleet is disturbed when an unidentified assailant attempts to assassinate President Roslin.
Disclaimer: Not written for money and if I owned Galactica this would have already happened.
Spoilers: Flight of the Pheonix through Epiphanies
Author’s Note: I thought about this while watching Colonial Day and though my setting is very different to begin with it was given further substance by whyoffry and major_zoidberg at LiveJournal and a special thanks to my lovely betas (I had so many ) but in particular whyoffry campmotha and tina_cat

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Bill was uncertain of why he had been called down to Life Station. The nurse that had called him on the wireless just told him that there had been a medical emergency and that he should get down to Life Station quickly. Immediately, Bill’s mind darted to Laura. All the things that he hadn’t told her and all the time he’d lost dancing around those facts.

When he’d arrived in Life Station he saw a group of nurses standing around Laura’s bed. The voice of Dr. Cottle sliced through the air as he ordered the nurses to inject different drugs into Laura’s IV. Bill could vaguely see the way Laura was convulsing as the nurses held her down, and his ears barely made out the chaotic buzzing of the monitors. He couldn’t be losing her. Not now.

Eventually, the buzzing turned to a monotone scream and Bill could feel his heart start to break as he watched as Cottle ordered a crash cart and shocked Laura with the paddles. Her body jerked with the surge of electricity and her heartbeat returned to a slow, steady rhythm. Cottle ordered a nurse to give Laura another drug and left the curtained area to see the Commander.

“What just happened Jack?” Bill asked.

“I’m not sure yet. One of the nurses reported that a Quorum member came to see the President and shortly after she left she started convulsing.”

”Dammit. What did she do?”

“It looks like she might have injected her with something. From what the nurse described it looks like a very high dose of a concentration of Chamalla. I am running a blood test just to be sure.”

“How the hell did this happen?” Bill questioned. “How could you just let someone march in here and see the President at a time like this? Especially after someone tried to assassinate her?”

“We weren’t expecting anyone—“

“Where the hell is Billy? Where was he when it happened?”

“I sent him to the mess hall. The poor kid hadn’t eaten in almost ten hours and I wasn’t about to feed him any of this Life Station crap.”

Bill rolled his eyes at Dr. Cottle. “Does he know?”

“No.” Cottle answered plainly.

“Call the mess hall and make sure he comes down here as soon as possible.”

“What should I tell him?”

“Just tell him that he’s needed in Life Station.”

“And what if he panics and thinks the President’s died? It’ll crush him.”

“Don’t tell him anything more. I don’t want any of this getting to the fleet. Not yet.” Adama said before changing the subject. “I’m posting a security detail to guard her. Only select personnel are to see the President until we apprehend whoever is responsible for her assassination.”

“Commander, I am more than qualified too.”

“It’s a precaution Major. I don’t want something like this to happen again. They’ve made their point. We’ve seen how serious they are about killing her. Now we have to make it as hard for them as possible to finish what they’ve started.

TBC