Thus shall it come to pass. The dying leader shall know the truth of the Opera House. You are the harbinger of death, Kara Thrace.
Kara sweats and feels crazy; she looks at the Dying Leader and realizes the story's coming true. Inside that woman's head, in her dreams, there is a house nobody knows about, that shines as bright as five stars and burns twice as hot; it's smaller than an inkling and larger than the universe. There is a dream in Laura Roslin. Gaius says so. But nobody knows about the Opera House yet. Except Kara Thrace.
"...Our destiny, our future, begins here," concludes Natalie. The Quorum sees her, for the first time. She is a beautiful, strong woman, scary like Sixes have to be. But she believes in what she's saying, and what she's saying is peace and the shape of things to come. There is hate but no confusion. She becomes a person. "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak." She and Laura nod at each other; the theatre of respect. The things Laura has to do, in order to save the people she loves. The twisted lies she has to tell. The ways they untwist out and into truth. Bill orders her out; the Marines take her, and Kara follows, sweating like she's back on Demetrius but still looking like a million.
"But wish no more / My life you can take / To have her please just one day wake / To have her please..." This last so achingly beautiful I dare you to look away. The pain, the glory in it. He rides the edge of this pain without clarity, rides it up into falsetto; it twists up and up, into the stars. Gaius watches in the shadows, and nearly weeps; he feels the ache of something that's no longer there. "Alone she sleeps, in the shirt of man / With my three wishes clutched in her hand..." Felix starts the song again; it goes around and around. Something in the universe loves Felix Gaeta. He'll never know how many visitors he's had.
Laura dreams of the Opera House: searching the halls, calling her name. Athena joins her, mother and crone. Hera laughs as they spot each other, and begin to run. Caprica sleeps, weeping; she sweeps the child into her arms, and Gaius turns to see her. Laura wakes. Athena watches as Caprica enters the chamber with her bridegroom at her side, crying out; she wakes. Hera stands at her bedside, smiling broadly.