Lucas and Skye have had a complicated relationship ever since the day they met. Will they be able to forgive each other for all of the betrayal? What will happen when Skye sneaks out of Terra Nova to see him and what will Commander Taylor do when he finds out? Lucas/Skye.
Disclaimer: I don't own Terra Nova or any of the characters
Note: Rating may change to M in the future
Skye Tate wasn't quite sure what possessed her to leave Terra Nova that night, all she knew was that she needed to escape. She needed to escape the thoughts that plagued her mind. She needed to escape from the images of Lucas, of the pained expression on his face as she shot him, the hurt that she saw in his green eyes as the second bulled entered his chest. She needed to escape these memories and that was how she found herself three clicks away from Terra Nova and still running after the night of the shooting.
Skye was no stupid girl. She knew the dangers of being outside the gate, especially at night. She had seen the effects of an angry slasher with her own eyes, yet she still kept running through the dark dense forest. The danger was what made it exciting. She welcomed the danger, it kept away the images of her sick mother, of Taylor's face pained with betrayal, of Lucas. Of course Lucas was the ultimate form of danger, so volatile, likely to snap at any moment. But Skye wasn't thinking about him when she ran this way. She just happened to arrive at the waterfall where Lucas wrote his calculations, the same calculations that had caused so much pain and destruction. Lucas wasn't the reason that she sat down by the waterfall and he wasn't the reason that she didn't run when she heard the leaves crunch behind her. He wasn't the reason that she felt such relief when she heard the soft cry of 'Bucket'. He wasn't the reason for all these things, yet Lucas Taylor was the reason for everything she did.
To Lucas the bullet wounds symbolised so much more than just two whole with small pieces of metal in them that were leaking out blood, slowly killing him. They represented pain, betrayal and failure. The first bullet was enough to slow him down, but it wouldn't stop him. He would kill his father that day. Filled with fury at the betrayal which seemed to follow him everywhere he lunged at him injured father again. The second bullet was enough to stop him, the pain threatened to consume him as he fell backwards. The last thing that he was as he fell was the horrified look on Skye's face as she saw the consequences of her actions. The pain took over as he fell back onto the grass. He tried to fight back, to get back up yet the two chunks of metal held him down. He felt a sense of failure overwhelm him. His father had beaten him again, this time with the help of Skye. Bucket, she had betrayed him again.
Skye betrayed him once again as she dropped her gun and ran to help the almighty commander. Lucas lay forgotten on the ground, presumed dead. He struggled to roll over. Skye may have forgotten him but his father wouldn't. Taylor would come back for him, he would finish what he had started. He would do what should have been done in Somalia.
Lucas grabbed a nearby tree and pulled himself to his feet. He stumbled off grabbing at trees to help support him. He made his way away from his father, away from Skye, towards somewhere safer.
The advantage of being a genius was that Lucas knew how to take care of himself in an emergency. He almost made his way back to his shelter by the waterfall when his legs gave way. He collapsed on the ground and lay there panting, the pain almost becoming too much. He fought the pain as his brain went into action, thinking of everything that he had to do to survive a bullet wound or two.
Lucas was lucky that the bullet in his arm wasn't deep. With a lot of patience and pain he managed to use the end of his knife to extract the bullet. He ripped the sleeve of his tattered shirt off and attempted to tie it over the wound on his arm to stem the blood. He turned his attention to the other wound on his chest. This bullet was much deeper, there was no way that he could get this bullet out the same way as the other one.
He fought with the blackness as it threatened to overwhelm him as he racked his brain for an idea on how to get the bullet out of his chest. There was only one way. He raised his knife and made a vertical cut on top of the bullet hole, fighting back a scream as the knife sliced through his flesh. The scream escaped as he made a second cut, horizontally this time. He fought to remain conscious as the blood poured out, adding to the growing that he lay in. He pushed back the flaps of skin that were made from the latest incisions. He bit his lip to stop from screaming as his fingers plunged into the wound, grasping for the bullet. Fingers met cold metal and he wrenched the bullet out of his chest. He lay there on the ground panting, struggling to stay conscious. He ripped the rest of the tattered bloody remains of his shirt off and attempted to tie it around his chest to try and stop any further blood loss. That was when Lucas Taylor lost the battle with the blackness.
For several hours Lucas faded in and out of consciousness. The darkness in Lucas' mind soon began to fade and was replaced with the darkness of the night sky. Lucas rolled over to try and relieve some of the pressure on his arm. The leaves crunched as he turned. As he rolled over his eyes focused on a girl down by the water. He could recognise that dark wavy hair anywhere. He wanted so badly to close his eyes and have her disappear, she had betrayed him, yet there was a part of him that longed for her to notice him, to help him, to nurse him back to health. It was this part of him that called out to her.
"Bucket," he croaked, his voice weak from exhaustion. "Bucket."
Skye turned around slowly as she heard her name being called. She saw the person who she has no desire to see yet at the same time needed to see so badly. She walked cautiously over to him, gasping as she saw the pile of blood that he lay in. His own blood, from the wounds that she had caused. She didn't know if it was her guilt, her kind nature of the fact that she couldn't stand that thought of losing Lucas but Skye soon found herself kneeling beside Lucas examining his wounds.
"This needs stitches," she said as she looked at the large cuts on his chest.
"Tree," Lucas managed to gasp as he raised his hand, pointing to a nearby tree.
Skye ran over to the tree. There was a well camouflaged ladder made out of vines hanging from the tree. She climbed up the ladder and found herself in a large shelter at the top of the tree. She could see for miles. This was one of Lucas' hidden shelters. She turned her attention back to the matter at hand. She opened up the cupboards, searching for medical supplies. She soon found a small medical kit with a dinosaur bone needle and some bandages. It was nothing compared to the supplies they had back at Terra Nova but it would have to do. She grabbed the medical kit and made her way back to Lucas. She grabbed and cloth and ran over to the waterfall, wetting the cloth before returning to Lucas and cleaning his wounds. He let out a low groan as his body tensed from the pain. It affected Skye more than she would care to admit.
Skye finished cleaning the wounds and prepared to stitch him back up. He gritted his teeth as the sewed the skin together. Skye couldn't stand that she was the cause of his pain. Lucas looked up at her face and the pain seemed to lessen. Soon Skye was finished with the stitches and she began to wrap the bandages around him arm before moving on to bandage his chest. She brought her arm underneath him, supporting his back as he sat up. He let his head fall onto her shoulder, inhaling her sweet scent as the wound the bandages around his chest and back. She secured the bandage and cut the end off.
"You can lie back down now," she whispered. Lucas made no effort to move as he breathed softly against her neck. Skye sighed quietly as she relaxed against him. Lucas wanted so badly to close the gap and press his lips against her tender skin. He shouldn't be feeling like this, she betrayed him, she shot him, she was the reason that he was here like this now. That was exactly it, he wouldn't have survived long if she hadn't been here to save him.
The ground shook, Lucas and Skye broke apart and looked at each other in horror. The ground shook again as they heard a loud roar.
"Slashers," Lucas breathed as the ground shook again.
Skye jumped to her feet and reached her hand down to help Lucas up. She put his good arm around her shoulders and helping him over to the tree. They reached the ladder just as a slasher broke into the clearing. Skye climbed up the ladder and turned to watch Lucas climb up. It was a painstakingly slow process when he could only use one arm. He swung dangerously on the ladder as the slasher made its way towards them. Skye reached down and grabbed his arm. She saw his face contort with pain as she hauled him up to safety. They both collapsed on the floor of the shelter, panting from the exertion.
The slasher made its way to the middle of the clearing where Lucas had lain moments before. It stretched its head down and sniffed at the pool of blood that lay there. It stretched out its tongue and lapped at the blood. Lucas shivered, that was too close. If Skye hadn't have been there it wouldn't have just been his blood that the slasher was eating.
Soon the slasher finished the blood and left in search of a larger meal. Skye breathed a sigh of relief and helped Lucas to his feet. Together they made their way over to Luca's bed. Skye helped him lay down. He groaned as he made contact with the bed. Skye stood awkwardly to the side of his bed. He patted the side of his bed , inviting her to join him as his eyes began to drift shut. She sat down on the bed, still unsure whether or not she should be there.
Soon Lucas drifted off to sleep. Skye noticed a pink tinge appearing in the lightening sky. It was nearly morning. Time to return to reality, time to return to Terra Nova. Skye quietly made her way across the floor so as not to disturb Lucas. The thread of the slashed was long gone. Now she just had to get back into Terra Nova without being spotted.