A/N Here you go my lovelies! Enjoy! Here starts the main plot!

Chapter Three

It took little time to make it to the outpost that was barely even outside of the gates. If it weren't for the trees Wash and Guzman would still be able to see Terra Nova.

"What did Taylor mean when he said that I'd be heading to the rest of the Outposts with Dunham and couple privates and pointedly not you?" Guzman asked watching her replace the chips in all the equipment. Thanks to the Phoenix group all the Outposts were in identical condition to keep the colonists from communicating with whoever had been OTG.

"I'm lucky he didn't ground me permanently inside the gates. After what happened, well, let's just say he's a little overprotective of me at the moment." Snapping the final chip into place the lights flipped back on and the chemical lightening went back into hibernation until needed.

Her fellow soldier touched her shoulder lightly, turning her to face, "We're all relieved that you're alive, but none more than Taylor. The look on his face when he told us that you had been killed, that is not a look I want to see again. It's the look a man gets when he's lost the woman he loves." Guzman smirked, "So do us all a favor and stay alive."

Wash gave him a playful punch in the arm, "Alright, alright, cut the mushiness. Why don't you take the rover and go over to Outpost 2 now and switch out the chips? We still have forty-five minutes until my time limit is up. I'd like to get some other things fixed up here and we might as well not waist the little time Taylor is bound to allow me OTG for a while."

He laughed, "Alright. I won't be long."

Sitting down at the computer, Wash started rebooting the system.

"Alone at last."

Pulling her gun from her holster she spun toward the voice, but before she could find the source a sonic blast hit her and sent her flying into wall on the opposite side of the room, sending her a world of darkness.

Although everything came slowly, Wash's mind finally came back to consciousness. Her entire body was sore from the blast and she found herself lying in the back of a rover alone. Stripped of her gun and armor with her hands and feet tied.

She heard her Com beep in her front pants pocket then heard Taylor's voice. "Wash, do you copy?" Managing to twist her arms around to slide it out then she flopped down on her stomach. "Wash, its Taylor, come in."

Pulling the piece toward mouth she pressed down the transmit button with her chin before it slid away from her on the metal service.

"Wash?" Taylor's voice came over again.

Inching over she managed to press the button down again, "Help-" was as far as she got before the back of the rover opened.

Wash should have been back by now, Taylor thought, standing by the fence that protected Terra Nova from the life claiming inhabitants of the jungle. This was taking too long, especially for someone as trained as Alicia Washington doing such a simple tasked job that any of his soldiers could have done. Her one hour had been up two minutes ago.

The Commander couldn't help it, he was worried. It happened less often to him than most people, but more than the citizens would think. Especially when it came to his second in command. Especially after he'd lost her once.

"Everything alright, Commander?" Jim Shannon asked approaching him. "Sir?"

Taylor sighed, "Wash went out an hour ago to replace the main chips at Outpost 1."

Shannon shrugged, "So."

"She's been gone an hour," he stated, meeting the other man's gaze for the first time.

Understanding spread over the Police Chiefs face, "She should be back by now."

It was an impulse, he knew, as he pulled out his com and signaled Wash. She was probably fine and he was just over reacting. They could laugh about this later, but if there was one thing he didn't joke around about was the safety of his Lieutenant.

"Wash, do you copy?" He waited for a beat before asking again, "Wash, its Taylor, come in."

Shannon shook his head, "Why isn't she answering?"

If the Commander, who had no problem going out into the dinosaur infested jungle at night, wasn't concerned before, he was now.

His device beeped and he quickly brought it near his mouth, "Wash?"

One word came over the Com in Wash's voice. Taylor knew for sure that something was terribly wrong. That one word was 'help'. He knew all too well that Alicia Washington did not ask for help.

He was back at Command Central before Shannon could get a word in and was entering info in the data screen by the time the cop had caught up.

"Let me come with you," Shannon requested.

Taylor shook his head, "I need you here when Guzman gets back. Until I get back, you are in charge."

"Sir," Shannon began, "Don't you think you should take someone with you?"

He shook his head, "I need to leave now."

Walking over to the data screen he entered Wash's ID number to active the locater chip in her tags. A bright red dot showed up on the screen, about 10 klicks from the compound.

"Why are you all the way out there?" he asked aloud. Transferring the data to the portable pad he turned to Shannon after entering his own ID in the system creating a green flashing dot, "Keep an eye on us. If I need you send additional medical assistance I only want you to send your wife."

"Yes, Sir."

Outside, he grabbed a bike and demanded the gate to be opened, briefly telling the gate patrol that Shannon was CO until he returned and not to be disturbed unless it was an emergency. They knew better to question him.