That morning Cassiopiea felt rested and at ease, peaceful, as she strolled down the corridor towards the Lifestation. With a slight smile, she reflected that it had been a long time since she had felt like this -- not since before the Great Destruction and their endless flight from the Cylons, she realized. Maybe, just maybe, she thought, they had finally lost their pursuers. They had seen no trace of them in over six sectars. Maybe. Hopes were soaring in the Fleet and lives were settling into somehwat normal routines. With the fear of imminent attack no longer foremost in everyone's minds, great strides had been made towards improving all living conditions and assuring everyone that they were being cared for as best as possible. Cassiopiea noted that her own life had settled into a fairly pleasant pattern; Lieutenant Starbuck was spending more time with her and less time chasing after all the eligible young women in the Fleet. While he was far from proposing any permanent commitments yet, she could sense that their relationship was growing and maturing, or so it seemed. And she was looking forward to getting together with him on the Rising Star that evening. As Cassie neared a turn in the corridor, the sound of voices interrupted her thoughts. Familiar voices. Curious, she stopped to listen. "So, what's on your mind, Cadet?" That was Starbuck's voice, all right. "Well, you know a lot of people have been kind of disappointed lately," answered a feminine voice that Cassie recognized as belonging to Cadet Brie. "Really? How so?" "Well . . ." Cassie could picture the cadet moving closer to the lieutenant and putting on a coy grin. She knew Starbuck would be enjoying this little exchange. "We thought," said Brie, "that you would never give up your reputation as the Fleet's biggest lady-chaser, but I guess we were wrong." "Oh?" She was baiting him, Cassie knew, and he knew it, too. She could picture the mock surprise on his face as he teased her. Cassie was curious, not jealous, she told herself. It was his wild, free nature that she loved. She certainly had no claims on him, or he on her. That was part of the reason they were so comfortable together. Still, Cadet Brie's implications were just a tad irritating. "We're just surprised that you would let yourself be . . .tied down." Brie said carefully. That probably struck a nerve, reflected Cassie. "What makes you think I'm tied down?" Yep, definitely struck a nerve. "We can't help but notice how you're always with the same person. To be honest, there's a lot of talk among the pilots." "Such as?" He was giving in, Cassie could tell. He no longer sounded playful, but rather worried. Cassie suppressed a sigh. "That it's only a matter of time . . ." "Time?" "Until we'll just have to consider you off limits." Brie's voice was filled with mock resignation. Cassie narrowed her eyes as she listened. She was about to get him, hook, line, and sinker. "Look, just because I --" "There's an easy way to settle this, you know." "And that would be?" Bait swallowed. Piscis caught. Cassie couldn't decide whether to interrupt and just get on her way, since her shift started in ten centons, to keep listening, or to leave them alone and take an alternate route. She was decidely annoyed -- annoyed that he would be so easily influenced and annoyed that the cadet would be this bold. Probably a lockerroom dare, even. And for all of his pretense and bravado, he could still be so . . . ********* Brie couldn't believe how easy it was. "Wow, they were right about Starbuck." Brie hadn't believed Dietra and Athena when they started talking about how predictable Starbuck could be, how easy he was to figure out. Brie didn't see Starbuck that way at all. In fact, Brie was pretty well convinced no one really knew Starbuck that well. They had all laughed at the idea of Starbuck being in charge of the new female cadets, that it would be just a matter of centons before he'd be flirting with all of them and a mere cycle before he'd be called to the bridge for his improper conduct. They had predicted that Starbuck wouldn't take their training seriously at all and probably wouldn't even bother to teach them anything. Or that he would just spend the simulator sessions showing off how great he was. But it hadn't been like that at all. In fact, he had started off right away asking them to show him what they knew. And then he added suggestions on where they should concentrate their studying, or ideas on how to improve their technique. He'd ask the other cadets for ideas and suggestions. He wasn't arrogant and boasting when he did it. He was sincere. He was concerned. Brie could tell that he cared, he really did. When he did show them something new, something that Brie was sure was second nature to him, he didn't act like it was easy. He didn't make them feel stupid for not being able to do it. In fact, he would talk about how hard it was, how it took lots of practice for him to be able to pull off the maneuver. Everything was hard for Brie. She wasn't even sure she was cut out for the program. She wondered at times why she had even applied to be a shuttle pilot. She wasn't good at that either. But everyone else was applying for positions in the fleet. She couldn't just sit around and wait for some man to come rescue her like she had her whole life. Besides, all the men were busy protecting the fleet. So she thought she'd try something easy like shuttles. She hadn't planned on being a viper pilot. She spent everyday in class learning just how bad she really was at being a viper pilot. Starbuck was the only thing that made going to class worth it for Brie. "Lords he was handsome." She often thought to herself. But even more than that, Brie thought about how nice he was to her. He never laughed at her questions, and he made everyone else stop and think about it when they laughed at her. He never said to her that she should quit. In fact, what he did was encourage her to keep trying. She knew that if it weren't for Starbuck she wouldn't have made it. She also knew though, that if it weren't for Starbuck maybe she wouldn't have made so many mistakes in class too. He would walk beside her and she would get so giddy and nervous she'd forget what she was doing. Brie was surprised that she had kept herself together while talking with Starbuck in the corridor. She had done everything Dietra and Athena told her to do without messing up. "Athena had been right, it was easy to get a date with Starbuck. All you had to do was challenge him." Brie thought to herself as she walked away from Starbuck, casting him a smile over her shoulder. "All you have to do," Dietra had said, "Was make him see how trapped he is with Cassie." "Oh yeah," Athena added, "remind him of his reputation to uphold. Make him see just what he's missing out on." "And then walk away." Sheba remarked coming in on their conversation in the bunkroom. "Make him think that it's all unattainable, and then he'll want it even more." Sheba was the one that had turned it from just girl talk to an actual bet. Brie had been a little uncomfortable with everyone making Starbuck sound so despicable. Brie thought he was sweet and really didn't mean it when he two-timed someone. He just was so nice he didn't know how to let someone down. But Athena said Brie had it all wrong, that Starbuck was a womanizer, predictable in every way. Dietra had said he was just with Cassie because nothing better had come along. That's when Sheba suggested that maybe Brie should make something better come his way. Brie couldn't help herself, she was so excited by the idea of a date with Starbuck that it gushed out of her mouth. "Do you really think he'd go out with me?" Brie smiled to herself as she thought about how Starbuck had smiled at her and watched her walk down the corridor. "And it worked! In fact, it was easy. I didn't even have to try that hard. Tonight I have a date with Starbuck! Oh my gosh, what should I wear? I'm not wearing my uniform over to the Rising Star, not on my first date with Starbuck!" =====