A/N So this is slightly AU, but not completely. It's just an idea I got for how Lucas and Taylor would bond together again.
"Why do I have to do this again?" Skye called out to Jim Shannon, who was hiding behind the door.
"Because you're the only one who can calm down Lucas." Shannon hollered back.
"Fine." Skye grumbled. She turned to face the two Taylors who were currently engaged in a scowling contest. "Seeing as we're stuck here for the next four hours, I suggest we make something of the time. We will try to 'reacquaint' you-"
"Who's we?" Lucas growled. "I don't want to 'rediscover' my dad. He's a lying, selfish bastard."
"You're the one who stuck a knife in my side." Taylor growled back.
"Shut up!" Skye yelled. "Breath in, breath out." She told herself. "Okay, why don't we talk, one at a time, in a certain amount of time." Both Taylors looked at each other before nodding. Skye breathed. "Good. Now, Lucas why don't you go first?"
"You hate me." Lucas spat at Taylor. "You let her die. You watched her die. You didn't do anything. You could've, but you didn't." He pulled at the ropes that binded him to the chair. "Is this necessary?"
"Yes." Skye sighed. "Commander, the floor is yours."
"Didn't you think, for one moment, that your mother and I had planned for this?" He hissed. "She told me to take you and run, and I told her the same. We knew it might happen. We hoped it didn't. And why do I have to have the ropes too?"
"Because if you weren't here, you wouldn't need them." Skye replied. "Lucas, your turn."
"You were still disappointed. You were disappointed that I wasn't you." Lucas shot back.
"Taylor." Skye said, maintaining an aura of fortitude.
"I wasn't disappointed. You were exactly like her. It reminded me of her…and well." Taylor answered.
Skye looked up. "Good work. We'll pick it up tomorrow?" She left without untying both of them.
A/N You vote! Should I do Mira and her daughter next? Or should I do the Shannon boys?