Task Two: Make Three fall in love with Gaius, without letting him know that's what you're doing. Use his uselessness to your unknown angelic purpose; bring Hera and Gaius to bear on this woman, to bring her low and show her the power and the danger of love. "Now, tell me you believe in me. Tell me you believe in my strength." (Creeeeepy.) "Oh God," she moans, "Say it!" And, coming and going, jumping between worlds, he screams it. "I believe in you! I believe in you!" Three stares down at him, confused and moved, too much input from a strange little man. "I love you," he tells Six. His invisible girlfriend, the woman inside him that he can love completely, the woman shepherding him on and on. "I love you with all my heart." Three begins to weep, touching his face. He wakes up to the torture table. "... I love you with all my heart." In the room and on the beach, having finished up for the night, little Gaius Baltar falls asleep. Six collapses on top of him, spent. In the room, Three touches his lips and begins to weep. Okay, to be fair, that's a lot creepier on the page than it was to watch -- it was pretty cool to watch, and very intriguing. I should say that. Back on the beach: Chip Six grins like a girl with a secret, feathers sticking out of her mouth. Task two complete, and nobody the wiser. I think she's an angel of God for real, you guys: what is she but another kind of Hybrid? She might just save us all.
Galactica, Agathon quarters. The quite healthy Sharon is awesome: "... Cottle said it had something to do with carrying a half-human child, how the fetal blood cells enter the maternal circulatory system, causing the mother to create antibodies ... whatever. I'm immune!" I love that moment. "There was some kind of technobabble, but whatever, it worked. I got shot in the cancer!" ("New & Improved Baby Hera: She Shoots You In The Cancer!) Although I will say that it's not unproblematic: Motherhood changes you, but I get a certain undefined queasy ache in the feminism whenever the baby gives you a soul, or makes you more human, or whatever. I don't know if I can parse it out exactly, but it's weird: Back when you just had a vagina and a uterus, you were still Other, but now that my dick's been in there, and my baby is in there, you're more... I don't know. Approachable. Like I said, not huge and probably just me, but it always squicks me out. I don't think a woman would write that storyline, is all I'm saying. Helo grabs her and they kiss passionately; Sharon -- sometimes she's a buzzkill -- brings up their dead baby. "She's gone forever, and she saved my life. Hera kept us together." They continue making out, and Helo says quietly, breathing hard: "Share this." She smiles, going for his trousers: "This. ... You mean us? Together? You mean us?" She smiles, like: Do humans call it that? "Hey, baby, wanna share this?" but she quickly falls back down to earth. "Them, them. I mean them." Halfway there, she asks, but she knows: "Who's them?"