A/N: This is my first Terra Nova fic. I am in love with the BAMF pairing, so this is my take on this weeks episode. I was so mad all Wash got to do was alert Taylor to problems in the colony...anyway PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review.

Disclaimer: I don't own Terra Nova otherwise it would be called the "Wash and Taylor are BAMFs" show

As a married man, Jim Shannon knew how to deal with irate and pissed off women. As a man married to Elizabeth, he also knew how to deal with irrationally pissed off women. That being said, Jim lost all of this supposed knowledge when confronted with a fiercely hostile Alicia Washington.

"Shannon!"

At the sound of Tera Nova's second in command, Jim subconsciously winced, having an idea of what the cause of her anger may be.

"Yes, Lieutenant?"

Washington glared. "Don't play coy with me, Shannon. What the hell are you on about? Digging into Taylor's past? You have no right!"

Jim sighed, attempting to placate the violently protective lieutenant.

"I'm just following the evidence and the leads, Wash. That's my job. You know that."

"Bullshit. You know Taylor would never kill anybody without reason or provocation. How could you doubt him after everything he's done for the colony? For you?"

Jim noted that Wash was breathing hard and her eyes were aflame with...something. He couldn't quite identify the emotion blazing in her dark, brown eyes.

Wash was famous for the amount of protectiveness she exerted over the Commander. This amount of emotion, Jim knew, reached a completely new level. A deeper level.

In hindsight, Jim probably should have walked away, but as a bystander watching the constant dancing around Wash and Taylor did on a daily basis, it was time he stepped in to help the two potential love birds along.

That and he couldn't help riling up an angry Alicia Washington.

"Are you sure I'm the one doubting the Commander?"

Wash's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Excuse me?"

Jim stormed on, "I'm just saying, maybe you don't know the Commander as well as you think. I mean he didn't even tell you about this body, this incident. Thought you guys were joined at the hip, knew everything about each other?"

Wash took a step towards Shannon threateningly. Jim wisely stepped back.

"You have no idea what you're saying. I'm sure he has an explanation. Whether he does or does not have an explanation, however, is none of your damn business. He has a reason, he does."

Jim sighed and softened his demeanor.

"Who are you trying to convince Wash? Me or you?"

Alicia looked up sharply, daring him to continue.

"Just go talk to him, Lieutenant. I'm going home, my questions have been answered, I suggest you go get some of yours answered as well."

Jim cautiously stepped back, intending to turn and head back home. Wash remained stuck in a contemplative reverie, unaware of Jim's intentions to run away.

As soon as he was sure he was dismissed, Jim hightailed it home before he had another angry woman on his hands.

Once Shannon had left, Wash stood there, thinking over his words.

"Who are you trying to convince? Me or you?"

And wasn't that just the root of the problem? Hadn't she taken out her hurt and frustration on the lone sheriff of Terra Nova? In the end, Alicia was hurt.

Why didn't Taylor confide in her? They had been friends for ten plus years. She had followed him into war, into the trenches, into the unknown world of Terra Nova, all because he told her to do so.

Surely she had earned his trust. She had patched him up, kept him apprised of all classified missions and problems in Terra Nova. Was that not enough?

Aside from her hurt, Alicia was also scared, loathe though she was to admit it. Scared that the potential knowledge of Taylor killing a man would do nothing to assuage the feelings she had for him.

Emotions like this were a weakness in the military. And they were unacceptable to her. She was his subordinate, she was his friend. There was no room for such feelings. But still...she couldn't shake the fact that she got butterflies every time he walked into a room, that she shivered when he spoke to her, or that her anxiety spiked every time he went OTG.

Well, Shannon had one thing right, she needed to talk to Taylor. She was Lieutenant Alicia Washington, resident bad ass and faithful second in command, she could handle Nathaniel.

She needed her questions answered and her fears alleviated. She checked her watch.

11:22 pm.

If she knew Nathaniel, and she was still pretty sure she did, he would be in his office, finishing up paperwork with the help of a little scotch.

Steeling her determination, Wash set her sights on the command center and marched towards her destination.

A short walk later found Alicia outside the Commander's office door. The light underneath and the sounds of shuffling papers confirmed Wash's assumption of Taylor's whereabouts.

Allowing herself a small smirk at the knowledge she did know something about Taylor still, Alicia knocked on the door once before letting herself in to the spacious office.

A/N2: Okay so I have the next part written but I don't really like it, so if y'all wanna let me know what you all want from the Taylor/Wash confrontation please do! Oh, and REVIEW. Next part should be up in the next couple of days. Happy Turkey Day y'all!