This little bit takes place during "Saga of a Star World"
where Adama is in his quarters in a robe drinking.  It is
only on the Sci-Fi  Channel version, and in my opinion one
of the best scenes of the whole series when he's talking to
Athena.  This is his thoughts during the time before Athena
walks in.

            "Nothing"
             by Tank
          June 28, 1998

    I didn't do a thing.  I just watched it all happen.  Why
didn't I do anything?  Why didn't I even try?  Maybe I did
try...but did I try hard enough?  No.  No I didn't.  I just
sat there, made a comment or two, laid out my disagreement,
but did nothing more.
     Baltar came to us with talks of peace.  Said that the
Cylons were tired of fighting.  He knew that we were too.
And somehow, I think, the Cylons did too.  I don't know how,
but they must've.  Such talk it all was.  He was smoother
than a garden serpent, with the tongue of
one as well.
     But the saddest part of it all, even though I knew he
was lying, knew that we were all being misled, I trusted
him.  I really trusted Baltar.  The old writings say that
the words of the serpent is like the call of the
heart...unavoidable.  And like in my youth when my heart led
me to the Academy, Baltar led me to a false belief in peace.
     It would've been a bitter peace if it existed, though.
Some hadn't heard Baltar.  Some hadn't heard the armistice
plans.  Some out there in the stars would still have been
ready.  And after the Holocaust, as the people are calling
it, if those few still had fight left in them, without a
battlestar there would be no chance for them.
     And through all this, I did nothing.
     Going down to Caprica with Apollo, seeing his face when
he climbed out of the Viper I...I couldn't...I couldn't
think.  Somehow I held stern, though, be it for him or if
somehow, just somehow, Ila was still alive.  There was
nothing left of the house that I'd built on Tylan Hill.  The
house I'd built with my own two hands for me, Ila, and our
children we wished to come to the world so soon.  It was
charred.  So black, so destroyed.  Stepping in the remains
was the hardest thing I'll ever do.  Seeing those precious
sand-art pictures of Ila and....  Ila.... I...I did
nothing...Ila....
     "Father?"
     Athena!  Leave me be....
     "Father are you all right?  Father what's wrong?"
     Leave Athena.  Maybe...if I drink a little more...I'll
forget.
Maybe there'll be nothing to think about.
Maybe...nothing....

The End