AN: This is my first fanfic so please don't be harsh, I'm open to criticism. I haven't watched Terra Nova for a while so please forgive me if I get something wrong and I changed this convo a bit cuz I forgot it (sorry!). It sticks to the original story up until wash is about to die. I have been wanting to do a Wash daughter fic for awhile and I know its been done before but ive had the idea in my mind since before I saw it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Terra Nova or its character in any way , if I did Wash never would have died. I own Emma tho

Prologue

"Where are they" He screamed. The blood was pounding in his ears as he tried to get the answers he wanted, his mind working frantically as he tried to figure out where those damn Shannons had gone to now, how his stupid men had let them escape.

"Like I'd tell you" She said coldly, eyes swimming with hate. Yet there was something else there, something he couldn't stand to see her look at him with: Sadness, he couldn't bear that emotion coming from those eyes, eyes that look so similar to hers, so remarkably similar that he almost let himself forget that this wasn't her, almost.

"You tell me right now or I'll kill you." He took out his phaser and directed it to the middle of her forehead to show that he wasn't joking, not that he needed to, they both knew he wasn't.

"Then I guess you'll just have to kill me." She said, her demeanor changing to that of calm acceptance.

"Fine." He snarled, secretly he was glad, glad to get rid of this woman who looked so much like her, who reminded him of her with almost every little thing she did, who left her in 2149 without anyone. But he was talking as if he'd never see her again, and he couldn't have that. No, he will see her again; he would make sure of it. He tried to hold back that little grain of worry for what he was about to do, for if she ever found out he knew that he would have to kill himself with the amount of disappointment he would see in her eyes, the hurt and knowing he caused it, and worst of all, the fear, the fear that would be directed at him. He couldn't live with himself if she was ever scared of him, everyone else he could handle, everyone else he wanted to be afraid of him, they should be, but not her. Oh what's the point in worrying about this now? She's centuries away from here, she would never find out. With that thought, new found power filled him, power to kill. He smirked smugly "any last words?"

"You have your father's eyes." Anger filled him and in that moment, he couldn't wait to kill her, to feel the sweet satisfaction of knowing she paid for her actions. His finger was only halfway down the trigger when-

"NO!" The scream filled the air causing him to lose concentration and his shot to move off target.

"Argh!" The cry of pain from Alicia Washington could be heard from a mile away as she fell to the ground, clutching her now rapidly bleeding arm to her chest and laying still as to keep more pain from coming. To some outsiders it may have looked like she had fallen dead but to most in the area they could tell that the bullet had missed, hitting the woman just above the joint in her right arm. No one made a move to help her in fear of what Lucas might do.

The man in question paid no attention to this though as he began to yell. "Who did that?" His eyes searched continuously around the dark landscape looking for the mysterious voice. "Show yourself!" His anger had reached the boiling point and it was now directed to the person that dare try and stop him.

Silence filled his ears. But then suddenly a figure stared walking out towards him, or more specifically, Lt. Washington. The figure was that of a girl, a small one who looked to be about 17. She bore remarkably similar features to the female soldier who was currently on the ground making pitiful sounds while trying to hold back tears.

The girl was walking slowly, staring at the woman on the ground with a tearful face, for she had no shame in sharing her tears. Everyone was so shocked that this girl was even attempting to stand up to the soldiers, Lucas especially, that no one made any move to stop her small steps. Until, finally, Carter stepped forward and pushed her back. The girl was not paying attention to him at the time and therefore lost her balance and fell back, barely managing to put her hands behind her to soften the impact to the hard ground, but now he had her full attention. She looked up at him with confused brown eyes, confusion turned to fear as he pointed his phaser towards her. She scrambled to get up and stood tall as Carter took another step forward.

"Who are you!" Carter yelled viciously. The girl looked at him then looked around at everyone. No one moved a muscle as they stared at her, most waiting to hear the answer themselves.

The girl was still looking around. Her eyes lingered on a spot in the woods before turning and meeting those of burning amber.

Lucas gazed at her in shock. It couldn't possibly be her, she was supposed to be back in 2149 with all the other unsuspecting people, back where she couldn't get hurt in the middle of a war, back where she was safe. Yet here she was, looking barely older than the last time he saw her, five years ago, she was always a small one.

"Emma…" He whispered it, so low that you'd have to be inches way to tell that he had even said anything, but he could tell she heard. His eyes shone with love, so much that you'd have to be a fool not to see it. But he didn't care, because standing there, in the middle of everything, was her.

So that's it for now, the next chapter will be in Emma POV and most of the story probably will be too, Im open for suggestions if there is something you would like to see in the future for this fic

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