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Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, they are property of (long list of names here), I am merely playing them. I am not making any money from this and I promise to put them back when I have done.
Rating: I'm Going to say K+ since in mentions death and war.
Warnings: Its short mainly due to the fact you can't really write much on this subject without boring.
Chapter 1: First Glances
The first time Mark Reynolds sees her, he's astonished at how she makes even the picturesque jungle of the eden that is Terra Nova look almost dismal in comparison to her.
Earlier that day, he had held back a groan when Lieutenant Washington had announced that his squadron was going to accompany the 10th pilgrimage on there way back to Terra Nova. The walk was long; the job was boring. He knew that despite the general intimidation that comes with being in the presence of men with guns, the ever curious herd of pilgrims would still batter them with various questions such as "Do you know Commander Taylor? What's he like?" and, more commonly than the last, "What's that?". Yes, Mark really did hate pilgrim escorting duty but right then, he felt like the luckiest guy alive.
Mark watched -more like stalked- her from across the clearing, tending to her little sister who, at this moment, had just started to cry about the epic ordeal that had occurred only a couples of hours ago, The change of are must be setting in, Mark thought. He remembered the moment the nameless girl had stumbled through the portal, looking equally as panicked and scared as she was bewildered by the place before being rushed off by the medical team to help her breathing. Smiling at how sappy he was being, thinking about a girl with no name or knowledge of his existence, he rubbed the back of his neck. Get a grip, Mark. It's just a girl (albeit a perfect one).
In someways, the sight of her reminds Mark of his late mother. The way she comforted others while trying to put on a brave face but not successfully made him reminisce of the time when his mother and him heard the news that his father was K.I.A in Somalia back in the future. It was the worst day in his life (That is until his mother died from breathing problems the month before they were expected at hope plaza leaving him both motherless and orphaned at the same time. Luckily for him, they were both recruited because of his fathers connection to none other than Commander Taylor himself. Turns out they were friends back in the war and after hearing about the late great Alexzander Reynolds son training for the army, Commander Taylor knew it was time to snatch him up so one day, he would follow in his fathers footsteps and perhaps even become one of the elite few who were trusted to help run Terra Nova). Perhaps that why he was drawn to her, Mark mused, because she reminds him a bit of his mother.
Mark continued to stare from afar at the beauty, his mind running with thoughts of the nameless girl with the auburn eyes.
Maddy Shannon had felt paranoid as soon as she had stepped into this wondrous world, like she was being watched by something lurking in the foliage and still, a few hours later, the paranoia hadn't let up. Suspiciously, after Zoe had calmed down again, she stood up to fully take in the clearing in which they were currently situated, determined to find the cause of her weird feeling.
The first time Maddy Shannon laid eyes on Mark Reynolds, she was surprised to see a pair of azure ones staring right back.
AN: Please Read and Review, also you could suggest other "firsts" in there relationships If you want.
Preview: The first time he speaks to her, she thinks she had failed to catch him. He, on the other hand, couldn't of been more hooked.