Chapter 2
Skye and I were walking around the markets collecting supplies, while Skye was talking among random things. I wasn't really listening; my mind was too occupied with the thoughts of the nightmare, Lucas and my father.
"You're not even listening are you", Skye asked, snapping her fingers in front of my face giving me a fright.
"I was, eh, sorry, what was the question?", the words stumbled out of my mouth. Before Skye could say anything else there was a voice calling from behind us saying my name. As Skye and I both turned around, there was a figure running straight towards us. It was Malcolm. He was a doctor of some kind. I didn't really know him that well.
"Isobel, your father wants to see you in his office ASAP", he said coming to a halt. I didn't say anything but Skye looked at him with a weird expression on her face.
"Commander Taylor sent you to collect her?", She asked.
"Well he was running around all of Terra Nova trying to find if anyone saw where she was and I said that I saw you in the markets, so he sent me to go to find you", He replied just about to walk off, when Skye stopped him with another question.
"Why didn't he just come get her himself?".
"I have no idea", Malcolm said turning back round to face us. "He sounded angry. Maybe you should ask him yourself". And before anyone could say anything else Malcolm walked off like he had nothing else to say.
"I better go", I said turning towards my father's office.
"Do you want me to come with you?", Skye asked as she grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back round to facing her.
"No, I should be fine", and walked off into the direction of my father's office. Maybe Alicia had told him about the nightmares and what they were about or the fact that she felt sad all the time.
"Hey, Is", Reilly said coming down the stairs at her father's office. I didn't say anything I just looked at her and continued my journey up the stairs.
As I opened up the door and looked around, there was no presence in the room but me. I walked over to his desk and noticed that there was a cup of coffee sitting on his table. I thought to myself, 'he couldn't have gone very far without his coffee so he should be back soon'.
I sat down in his chair and picked up his coffee mug. Just as I was going to take a sip the door opened and my father walked in.
He didn't notice that I was there until he saw that his coffee mug was not sitting on his table.
"Issy…", my father said as he started to walk towards me. He gave me a slight smile but nothing else. I smiled back at him but didn't say anything.
"We need to talk", Father suggested as he took the coffee mug out of my hands, placed it on the table and kneeled down in front of me. He looked into my eyes and placed his hands on my knees.
"Yes, Papa?", I asked, as I looked back into his eyes and could feel tears forming in my eyes. I started to cry.
"This…", He pointed out. I think he was talking about my crying. "… has to stop immediately".
I looked into his eyes with a shock look on my face.
"What Papa?", I asked starting to cry even harder.
"The crying, the sadness, the mood swings, the paranoia, is unacceptable", He said with a raised voice but stern. He stood up in front of me and walked backwards.
"What are you; you think; I hate you", I yelled standing up out of the chair and tried to make a run for the door but Papa grabbed me around the waist and pulled me towards him.
"Let me go!", I yelled trying to get away but every time I tried to pull away the harder he held on to me.
Just as I was about to yell the door opened and in walked Wash. Father loosened his grip and I was free. I made a run towards the door, past Wash who tried to grab me also but I scooted past her and out the door.
"What's wrong?", Wash asked with a shocked look on her face.
"That doesn't matter we have to go find her cause I don't know what she is capable of", Father said in a totally different type of voice.
"Well, why don't I go find her, while you talk to the new pilgrimage that is waiting outside", Wash suggested walking up to my father placing a hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. He nodded his head and they both made their way outside.
I ran. I didn't know where I was running to but I just kept running. I was approaching the fence and thought to myself 'I need my big brother".
I started to cry again. What is wrong with my father? I don't know why but I can't stop being sad, crying, paranoid, mood swings, I don't know why but I can't.
'I'm going to see my brother I don't care what anyone thinks I need to see him'.
The fence was approaching faster then I wanted it to but I couldn't change my mind now I have to go see my brother.
Just as I was about to go under the fence a person jumped in front of me. I was Wash.
"Is…", she said, putting her hands out in front of her.
"Please, let me go", I begged desperately trying to get to my brother. Wash tried to grab me but I ran backwards.
"Issy, calm down", Wash was trying to reinsure me.
"No!", I yelled. "Did you hear what Papa said to me?". She nodded her head.
"He's right though", Wash agreed. I tried to run past her but she tripped my legs from underneath me and I fell to the ground. I started to cry harder again.
"I can't help it", I cried trying to get off the ground but the harder I tried to get off the floor, Wash held me harder to the ground.
"I know you can't, sweetie", Wash said loosening her grip but I tried even harder to get away. "You need help".
"I'm not crazy", I yelled, but before I could say anything else Wash pulled out a needle and took the top off it.
"I know you aren't crazy", She said in a calm steady voice but before I could say anything else she stabbed me with the needle in my arm. The liquid from the inside of the needle went into my arm and a few seconds later I had to close my eyes. I felt so tired and the last image in my head was of Wash looking down on me.
I opened up my eyes a little. I felt a groggy and I could hear people around me. The first word that came out of my mouth was, "Papa!". I couldn't control what was coming out of mouth it was the first word that came to mind.
"Is?", I heard my father say who placed his hand on my arm. I couldn't open my eyes up fully but I had my eyes open that much that I could see a figure looking over the top of me. It wasn't my father but a woman. It wasn't, Wash it was some other woman who I haven't seen before.
"Isobel", I heard the woman say but for some reason I couldn't speak. I tried to move my hands but they were tied down to the bed. I tried to move but I couldn't. My eyes were that heavy that I had to close them again and then I dosed off.
"When will the drug wear off, Doc", my father said to the lady. He stood up and looked down at me then to the doctor.
"It depends", the doctor said, tightening the ties around my wrist. "It can vary from hours to days".
"Dr Shannon?", Wash asked. "What is wrong with her?".
"She has Bipolar", Dr Shannon replied. Taylor sunk into the chair and placed his face into his cupped hands.
"Is it treatable?", Wash asked.
"Yes but the problem is we are not set up for mental disorders", Taylor said rising from the chair. "As well has having medicine".
"Can't you just fix her with the machine's that are here?", Wash asked Taylor as she walked over to him.
"No, the machines aren't set up for mental disorders", Dr Shannon said for Taylor as he began to weep.
"So, medicine the only thing that help?", Wash asked. "Doesn't she need a psychiatrist or a psychologist to help her?",
"Yes", Dr Shannon said.
"The only problem is there are none here in Terra Nova", wept Taylor. Wash placed a hand on his arm.
"Let's talk about this in the morning", Dr Shannon said walking over to the two of them. "Everyone's tired and stressed and it is getting late. We should retire for the night".
"What about Isobel, Doc?", Father asked looking down at me.
"She will be fine", Dr Shannon assured him. "I'll stay with her tonight". Taylor nodded his head and gave me a kiss on the foreword.
"Love you, Princess", he whispered and made his way towards the door holding Wash's hand.
"She is going to be alright", Wash assured him. Father just nodded his head.
When they arrived at Nathaniel's house (it's called Nathaniel's house because Wash hasn't moved in yet), Wash opened up the door. Taylor lifted Wash off her feet and into his arms.
"What are you doing?", Wash asked with a smile on her face. Both Taylor and Wash had forgotten about Issy and they were to occupied on themselves.
"What do you think I'm doing", he said and carried her into the bedroom.
"Will this do?", He said placing her on the bed. Wash just looked up into his eyes and there was a connection that has always been between them.
Taylor started to crawl up her body while taking her top off. When he lifted it over her head he started to nibble on her neck. She started to moan.
She couldn't have down it any quicker but she ripped off his t shirt and threw it on the ground.
"That was my favourite t shirt", Taylor joked.
"Well not anymore", Wash laughed back. Wash leant up to Taylor's ear and whispered, "I want you".
Just as she said those words he started to take of her pants and underwear. After that he started to kiss down her belly. Wash lifted her front half of her body up with her arms.
When Taylor reached her clitoral clans, which was swollen with anticipation, he started to kiss it. Alicia started to moan again. She hated when he teased her.
Then he started to lick it which made it only worse. She reached down to his head and lifted his chin.
"Come here", She said and Nathaniel worked his way up to her lips. She could feel his erection against her core when he reached that point.
"I love you", She said to him and gave him a kiss. "I really want this but we have to think of Issy". Taylor sat up. He hadn't forgot about her but he was too much occupied with Wash.
He lied down next to Alicia and cuddled her in his arms. He grabbed a blanket that was at the foot of the bed and pulled it over the top of them.
"I love you", He whispered into Alicia's ear. She kissed him back which meant I love you too .
To be continued...
