Kara jumps: "The Seven. Tell me. Please, please tell me." That was Daniel. Seven was the Daniel. "You sure about the word?" Daniel. "Yes. He died. Daniel died. He was Seven..." Kara nods, thinking she's put it together: "Okay, take him." Sam swears he's sure about that, and she nods, over Saul's protests. "Let him go now. Take him now." And as they wheel him away Sam screams to him: "Saul, listen to me. Saul, stay with the Fleet. It's all starting to happen. It's the miracle, right here; it's a gift from the angels. Stay with the Fleet! Kara, make 'em stop! I stood up for you on Demetrius! You owe me! Kara!" She feels terrible some more, but that's how this part works.
Saul goes home, mourning that Sam had more to say. Caprica wraps herself around him; he sighs and drops his head. They haven't had booze in their quarters since it started making her sick. I don't know when she moved in, but I'm guessing it was the second Bill found out she was pregnant; I can't know when she got pregnant but I'm guessing it was the day he fell in love with her, on his back as she was bashing his head in. That day, God was in more places on Galactica than He'd ever been before, and I know she felt it.
But now? She doesn't care anymore, about God or the Five; all that on Earth broke her as nicely and completely as it did everybody else. Her new hope is her miraculous body, the doomed destiny she's carrying within her. God and children: "Something new started. He's been moving, like he just came alive tonight." Saul's adorable and intrigued as she lays back. They wait for him to kick again, and Saul worries over the preparation of the way: cribs, "all the stuff that a baby..." Saul Tigh is so beautiful' never more so than when the child moves below his hand, and he gasps and giggles in childlike wonder. "I felt it this time! I did!" She nods, playing queen, overjoyed. "I felt my son move," he says, in wonder; he drops his head on her tummy. "He wants to come out and play," she chuckles, and Saul giggles, fifty years gone in a moment. They never existed. She teaches him to be whole. He kisses her bump, all over; a thousand kisses and a thousand joys. A gift, to replace all that New Caprica took. I don't think they'll ever know him.