Author's Note: Thanks for all the great reviews! I've been working on this chapter for a few hours now, so here you have it :)

Skye's breath caught in her throat like it had in her dream, and she felt the blood rush out of her face. She felt as though she had been frozen to the floor, struck with fear. Dr. Shannon noticed her going pale and wrapped an arm around her.

"Skye?" Dr. Shannon examined Skye's face worriedly. "Skye, are you alright?"

"How could they get in again? They were completely outnumbered!" Skye's voice cracked on her last word. Maddy bit her lip nervously.

"I don't know how it happened, but there's a lot more of them now. The Sixers. They must have found a way to get more recruits."

"Maddy, where's your father?" asked Dr. Shannon suddenly, as if it had just hit her. Maddy's eyebrows bent with worry.

"I don't know, they took him away with the Commander," said Maddy, wringing her hands together. "I think they're in the Brig."

Dr. Shannon's face went a shade paler. "Maddy, stay here with Skye. I'm going to go see what happened."

"Mom, I'll come –"

"Maddy," Dr. Shannon looked Maddy straight in the eyes, her expression serious. "Stay here. I'll find Zoe and bring her back, and then I'll look for your father."

"That won't be necessary, Doctor Shannon."

Skye tried to swallow, but her throat was jammed. That voice was all too familiar. Skye snuck a peek around Dr. Shannon's protective stance and caught a glimpse of jade green eyes. They seemed to send Skye into a reverie, reminding her of the times she had spent with the cruel, tactless man.

"Lucas," said Dr. Shannon, pushing Skye and Maddy towards the back room with the hand behind her back. Maddy grabbed Skye by the shoulders and steered her into the back room, barely concealing Skye with her slender frame. The two girls stood behind the wall, listening in.

"Where is my husband?" asked Dr. Shannon, her voice surprisingly calm. Lucas's footsteps, along with the footsteps of what sounded like guards, came closer. Skye backed up involuntarily, her hip hitting the glass desk. Skye turned around to rub her hip when her eyes caught the back door.

"Maddy," whispered Skye over the sounds of Dr. Shannon reasoning with Lucas and the Sixers. "We can get out this way and look for your dad and Taylor."

Maddy nodded almost instantly, following Skye out the back door with one last wary glance at the medic center. Skye and Maddy took off around the back of the medic center, headed for the short path to the Brig. Skye's eyes widened as she took in the destruction around her. Commander Taylor's fort looked like it was on the verge of collapsing, and Skye could have sworn that she saw Mira's head poking out of the balcony. People were limping towards the medic center, prodded by Sixers with Sonics.

"Oh, my gosh," whispered Maddy as they passed a pair of Sixers ushering Boylan out of the bar. "It's worse than the first time."

"Y-you don't think that they killed Commander Taylor already, do you?" asked Skye, her voice shaking. She couldn't imagine the horror she would feel if the last real conversation she had with Taylor before he died was about her betraying him. Maddy looked at Skye, her expression sympathetic.

"I don't think so. If they took him to the Brig, they must have something else…"

Maddy's voice faltered, but Skye could finish her sentence. The Sixers must have something else in mind for Commander Taylor and Jim Shannon. Something much, much bigger.. Skye's heart began to beat faster as the pair approached the Brig. To their dismay, the Brig was heavily guarded with Sixers holding all sorts of weapons.

"Skye," Maddy whispered, watching the Sixers warily. "Skye, I think we should have brought some backup."

One of the Sixers looked up and caught Skye's eye. Skye watched helplessly as his face dawned with recognition. The Sixer turned to the others and said something that Skye couldn't hear, but she could guess that it had something to do with Lucas by the suspicious way they looked at her.

Skye hadn't noticed Maddy tugging at her sleeve until she looked away from the Sixers. "What?"

Maddy whimpered, inclining her head behind Skye. Skye whirled around to find Lucas standing about ten feet away from them, his head cocked to a side, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. Skye couldn't help but take in Lucas's appearance from head to toe. He looked the same as he had six months ago; rugged appearance, jungle-man clothes and a maniacal expression. Skye forced herself to move and pushed Maddy away. "Get out of here, Maddy."

Maddy looked back at Skye, her eyes wide with disbelief. "I can't leave you here!"

"Yes, you can!" insisted Skye, her voice sharp. "He won't hurt me, but I can't guarantee that for you. So go."

Maddy swallowed hard, her eyes flitting from Skye to Lucas to the group of armed Sixers. Skye reached out and shoved Maddy as lightly as she could towards the residential cabins. "Go."

"I'll come back with help, ok?" whispered Maddy, wringing her hands together. Skye nodded hurriedly, pushing her away. Maddy scurried off towards the cabins, casting worried glances back at Skye until she disappeared around the corner. Skye exhaled, turning to face Lucas. She struggled to keep her legs from shaking, though it proved to be a nearly impossible feat.

Skye studied Lucas's face. As she looked into his eyes, Skye realized why she found them so captivating. Lucas's eyes reminded Skye of a peacock feather; it wasn't the eye of the feather that interested her, but the rich, jade-green color surrounding it. Skye snapped out of her reverie, remembering that the jade-eyed man was a psycho.

Lucas took a few swaggering steps forward, one hand resting on his gun strap. "Did you miss me, my dear sister?"

His gravelly voice and unforgiving eyes were all it took for Skye to realize that it was not going to end well. Her eyes searched the devastated colony for someplace to hide, but found that all escape routes were covered by Sixers. With a deep breath, Skye decided to play it off cool. It had worked last time, hadn't it?
"I wouldn't say 'missed'," said Skye, struggling to keep her voice steady. But looking at Lucas Taylor, after he had detained and was probably going to kill the man who raised her like his own, it was hard for Skye to keep her cool. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to see my dear brother again until hell broke loose in Terra Nova."

Lucas's eyes narrowed dangerously. He jerked his head at the Sixer near Skye, who grabbed her by the arms and dragged her towards Lucas. Lucas reached forward and placed a hand under Skye's chin, tilting her face upward.

"I warned you," he said, his voice low. "I told you that I would not be so forgiving if you betrayed me again. And I don't go back on my word."

Fear flickered in Skye's eyes, but it was quickly distinguished by her rage. Lucas's mouth twisted into a smirk when he detected her anger. He fixed his gaze on the Sixer. "Take her to the Brig."

The first thing that crossed Skye's mind when she was chained to a post in the Brig was that she had no hope anymore. The one thing that allowed Skye to help overtake the Sixers last time was Lucas's affection, but that was now gone. Skye squeezed her eyes shut, holding back the frustrated tears that threatened to fall.

"Skye?"

Skye squinted through the darkness to see Taylor chained to a post across from her, Jim Shannon by his side. She felt as though a large burden had been taken off her shoulders; at least they were still alive.

"Commander," said Skye, internally wincing as the words came out as a whimper. She could see Taylor's worry-filled eyes from the distance and felt a pang of remorse flow through her heart. If she hadn't helped the Sixers in the first place, Lucas would have never been able to get the Portal open both ways and none of this would have happened.

"Skye, what're you doing in here?" asked Taylor, almost angrily. "Why didn't you hide?"

"I… I came looking for you, and Lucas found me," said Skye, cringing at how stupid her words sounded. She had been completely careless. If she had hid, she might have been able to help Taylor and Shannon escape.

"Lucas sent you to the Brig?" asked Shannon, almost incredulously. Skye nodded, biting at her chapped lips.

"He wasn't too happy about the whole betrayal thing," said Skye. Taylor's head shot up again, his eyes surveying Skye's suspiciously. Skye quickly backtracked. "Not that I care, it's just that I would have been able to help if I was on his good side."

Skye watched Taylor and Shannon from across the Brig, her face set in a deep frown. "What does he have in mind for us?"

"For you, I'm not sure," replied Taylor. "He's planning on a public execution for me and Shannon here."

"A public execution?" repeated Skye, her eyes widening. "But… wait… what?"

"Don't worry, we'll find a way out of it," reassured Shannon, casting an accusing glance towards Taylor. "We'll think of something."

Skye's eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, allowing her to see into the corners of the Brig. A figure was curled around a post a few metres away from her. "W-who's that?"

Shannon exhaled heavily, his frown deepening. "Josh."

Skye's eyes widened and travelled back to the limp figure. She tried to get up, but the chains on her wrists didn't allow her to move much. "Dammit! Is he okay?"

"I think so," replied Shannon, watching his son with worried eyes. "He's just unconscious. The Sixers pulled him out of the bar first, even before Boylan."

"He was on the top of Lucas's list of people to send to the Brig, along with Shannon and me," said Taylor, looking over at Josh sympathetically. He turned his gaze back to Skye, his expression imperceptible. "Any idea why?"

Skye blushed furiously, thankful that the darkness covered her red cheeks. "It's because Josh and I… because we're close. It's my fault."

"No, don't say that," said Shannon reassuringly. "This isn't your fault. None of us saw this coming."

"Speaking of which, why is their army so big?" asked Skye, looking directly at Taylor. Taylor tensed.

"It seems that Lucas found a way to communicate with 2149 again," grunted Taylor. "He must have asked for more men."

Skye leaned her head against the post, exhaling heavily. Of course Lucas had found a way to ruin Terra Nova again. For a moment, Skye regretted not shooting Lucas in the head so that he couldn't magically come back to life. But recalling the days of guilt she felt after shooting Taylor's son, Skye realized that the only reason she wasn't traumatized after shooting Lucas was because she knew deep down that he didn't die. When Skye brought her head back up again, she found Shannon watching her carefully. She looked back quizzically, her eyes flitting from Taylor, who was hard at thought, to Shannon.

"I still can't believe that he would send you here…" Shannon thought aloud, his forehead scrunching. Skye looked down at the ground. Though Taylor was OTG when the Sixers last took over, Shannon wasn't. He knew how much more freedom Skye got than the rest of Terra Nova, and it didn't take a genius to figure out that Lucas had a thing for her.

"Ugh…"

The three looked into the corner of the Brig, where Josh was starting to stir. Skye attempted to get up again, forgetting that she was chained. Frustrated, she punched at the metal post, gritting her teeth as spasms of pain travelled up her fist.

"Josh?" Shannon called, peering past the posts. Josh lifted his head groggily, clutching at the post to stay upright.

"Are we in the Brig?" asked Josh, rubbing his eyes with his fist. He suddenly looked over at Skye, his mouth dropping open. "Skye! What're you doing here?"

"It seems that Lucas got to her a bit after he threw us in here," responded Taylor, his voice bitter. Josh's eyes widened.

"Lucas sent you here?" asked Josh, just as incredulous as his father had been. "But doesn't he…"

Josh's voice faltered as Taylor looked up. Skye sighed. "Yeah. So we thought. But I did shoot him twice, so I guess that doesn't apply anymore."

"After he smashed your head on the hood of a rover," said Josh sourly. "I'd say you're even."

Skye frowned as Josh's words sunk in. He was right. Lucas didn't even bother to check if she was alright after he rammed her head into the rover's hood. Maybe Lucas had never cared for her the way he made it seem. Maybe she was just another one of the toys at his disposal.

"Well, we can't sit here forever," said Skye, pulling at the chains to distract herself from her thoughts. "So, Commander, what's the plan? How're we going to get out of here?"

Taylor and Shannon exchanged looks, both their eyebrows raised. Shannon turned back to Skye. "There's a slight problem."

Skye frowned. "What?"

Taylor looked down at his body, and Skye's eyes narrowed when she realized that Taylor or Shannon hadn't moved since she woke up. "It's some sort of numbing injection. Lucas's creation, I expect."

"A numbing injection?" repeated Josh, his eyebrows rising. "Shouldn't that be wearing off by now?"

"More like a disabling injection," sighed Shannon, glancing warily at his useless body. "And by the feel of it, this isn't wearing off any time soon."

"And Lucas will have someone inject you again," said Skye, squeezing her eyes shut. "I wouldn't be surprised if Josh and I were next."

"Unless…" Josh's voice faded. The three looked at him questioningly, prodding him to continue. Josh bit his lower lip, staying silent.

"Unless?" repeated Skye, her voice impatient. Josh looked straight into her eyes, and Skye could see that he had a plan.

"Unless you happened to fall ill."

Author Again: Omg I can't even tell you how excited I am for the next chapter... but I'll give you a hint. There's going to be more of a character whose name starts with an L and ends with an "ucas"

I'll probably post that chapter before the end of today if all goes well :)