Skye:
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Tasha asked me as I marched forward.
"Yes. I need this." I replied.
The doors to the hospital slid open automatically as we approached. I didn't hesitate to enter the building, feeling confidence surging through me. Tasha continued to trail after me, like a loyal puppy.
"I get that Skye, I really do. I just don't think you've thought this through."
"I have. I figured it all out last night." I glanced back at Tasha. "I'm not going to let Lucas keep getting to me like this. I'm drawing a line." I stopped walking and turned fully to look at my best friend. "Lucas isn't getting better. Taylor has pretty much confirmed that for me. So now I have to accept that and I have to move through this. I love him; that hasn't changed. And if he needs me, then I'll be there for him. But I can't keep my own life on hold for him anymore. I have to find something else to get me out of bed." I shrugged my shoulders. "And a job is a start."
Tasha sighed. Then she smiled.
"Well there's not a lot I can say to all of that, is there?"
I smirked.
"Don't try and stop me. Just support me."
"I'm always here for you, you know that."
I beamed.
"I do. You're such a good friend." I took a deep breath. "Now I need to go find Dr Shannon. I'll tell you how it all goes later, okay?"
Tasha sighed.
"Fine. Do what you need to do. Just promise me you've thought this all through."
I smiled.
"I have. I need to do something to make me happy for once. And this isn't it. I don't want to be here anymore."
Tasha smiled at me.
"Then go get them girl."
I grinned at her. Then I gave her a hug.
"I'll see you later."
Tasha nodded. Then I turned and continued on my way. I knew exactly what I needed to do; I knew exactly what I needed to say. For the first time in a while, I actually felt good. I was ready to move on with my life.
XXX
"Skye, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Dr Shannon apologised as she walked through the door into her office.
I was sat on the plush sofa that was pushed against the left wall. I smiled sweetly.
"It's no problem. I know how hectic this place can get."
She smiled at me and joined me on the sofa.
"So is everything okay?"
I nodded.
"I'm actually doing really well." I informed her.
"Good. I'm glad to hear that."
"Yeah. And I wanted to see you to say thanks for everything that you've done for me recently. You've been so great to me, giving me this time off whilst Lucas has been in here and helping me with the baby." Dr Shannon smiled warmly at me. "I really appreciate it."
She nodded.
"Well I understand how hard it all must have been for you."
"It has been. But I'm trying to put it all behind me now and start afresh." She beamed. "And that includes this place. I only came back to help out; but that's not changed my mind about coming back permanently." I announced.
Dr Shannon smirked.
"You want to quit?"
I pulled a face.
"Yeah." I admitted. "I feel really bad; especially after how good you've been to me. But I just don't want to be here. But if you need me to work for another few days, I don't mind. I don't want to leave you in the lurch."
Dr Shannon shook her head.
"You aren't. It's fine. I understand. You have to do what's best for you." She smiled. "You're free to go whenever. After all, like you said you only came back as a volunteer to help. You're under no obligation to stay."
I grinned gratefully at her.
"Thank you."
"Well thank you for all of your help. It was much appreciated here."
I smiled.
"I didn't mind. It helped keep me occupied for a while."
She smiled.
"Now I don't want you to be a stranger." She remarked.
I smirked and shook my head.
"I won't be. I guess I'll practically be living here in a few months time."
Dr Shannon chuckled.
"Have you already arranged a date for your first scan?"
"No. I've barely had time to even think about things like that." I admitted.
"Well you're 5 weeks now, aren't you?" I nodded my head. "You should start thinking about the first scan. It's normally performed around when you're 8 to 14 weeks." She smiled at me. "It'll give you something to look forward to."
I smiled.
"I'll think about start arranging it." I announced.
She beamed.
"Good." She laid her hands flat on her legs. "Now I had better be going. I have a rather intriguing insect bite waiting for me."
I smirked.
"Well enjoy that."
We both got back to our feet.
"Oh I intend to." Dr Shannon joked as we walked to the door. She held it open for me and I quickly exited. "Take care, Skye."
"You too."
We smiled at one another before going our separate ways. Dr Shannon headed back onto the ward and I began making my way to the entrance of the hospital. But then I caught sight of a closed door that had two guards stood either side. I knew that if I was truly going to move on that I had to completely end that part of my life. There was still so much that needed to be said between Lucas and me. I needed to tell him that I forgave him for abandoning me yet again. I needed to tell him about our baby. I needed to say goodbye. But the last
"Skye." Greeted Mark, whom was one of the guards, as I cautiously approached the room.
I smiled at him.
"Can I go in?"
He pulled a face at me.
"Has Taylor okayed it?"
"Honestly? No. But I know he wants me to start visiting again. I know he'll be okay with it."
Mark sighed. He glanced across at the other guard, Thomson. Then he looked back at me.
"Fine. But don't be too long."
I smiled gratefully. Then I watched as they opened the door. My heart was pounding violently with anticipation of what was about to happen. I knew I was probably mad for going to talk to him; but I knew I'd have to eventually. So, without hesitating, I stepped into the room.
My breath caught when I saw Lucas. He was slumped in one of the chairs at the table, playing chess with himself. He looked so bored and restless; like a wild animal that had been encaged. A crazed look was deep in his emerald eyes, as if being in captivity was actually driving him insane.
I flinched when I heard the door close behind me once more. But I wasn't going to back down. I needed to do what I was about to do for myself. So I took a tentative step forward and lifted my chin.
"Lucas." I greeted evenly.
His eyes flashed up to me then, a look of shock dancing on his face. His mouth hung open slightly and his eyes were wide as he beheld me there.
"Skye?" He looked me up and down, as if debating whether or not I was real. "I wasn't expecting you." He remarked.
I folded my arms over my middle as he inspected me, feeling self-conscious.
"I wasn't expecting to visit." I admitted.
He frowned at me then.
"Did the old man force you here?" He questioned.
I smirked before shaking my head.
"No. Taylor doesn't even know I'm here."
Lucas looked curiously over at me.
"Why are you here then?"
I bit my lip.
"We need to talk." He smiled at me then and I was surprised to see a warmth in his eyes. Last time he had been so cold toward me. But that time, he looked almost pleased to see me there. Lucas gestured at the chair opposite him, signalling me to sit. But I shook my head. "No. I'd rather just say what I came to say and go again."
Lucas smirked.
"And what is it that you came to say?"
I straightened my shoulders, trying to make myself look more confident than what I felt.
"Goodbye." I remarked. Lucas raised a brow at me, appearing intrigued. "I can't keep doing this, Lucas. Every time when things are good between us, something always happens that separates us. Being in a relationship with someone shouldn't be this hard. But loving you...it just drains me." I explained. "I can't keep fighting for something that I'm not sure I believe in anymore." I sighed wearily to myself. "I think this is where we should end things. You're home safe and well. And I'm okay. I'm better than I've been for a long time now. So I'm putting us in the past now." I swallowed down the lump that was forming in my throat. "You losing your memories...it's a good thing. It means you can move on now. And so can I."
Lucas nodded his head.
"Okay." He muttered, not seemingly that bothered at all by what I had just said. Though I supposed as he couldn't remember us, he wouldn't be that affected with me breaking up with him. "It's good to know that we're on the same page."
His words were like ice, causing me to shiver. I'd known he wasn't going to fight for me, why would he? But I still couldn't stop myself from feeling hurt by how easily he was dismissing me.
"Well that was what I came to say." I announced, sounding a little strangled. "I'm gunna go now. I have stuff I need to do."
I turned away, desperately wanting to get out of the stifling room. I couldn't bear to stay in his presence a moment longer. I'd tell him about the other complication another day. But right then, I had to go. Although I understood in the long run that what I had just done was for the best, it was still killing me on the inside. I needed alone time to think. I reached out for the door handle, but my actions were halted when Lucas called my name. Slowly, I turned back to look at him.
"I understand how hard that must have just been for you to say all of that." My miserable stare dropped down to my feet. He had no idea because he couldn't remember how deep our love had been. "So I feel obliged to tell you...well warn you really." My gaze inclined back up to Lucas as he stood up. "I'm not staying in the hospital for much longer. My father and I have been discussing my release for quite some time now." He smiled. "He even said he would arrange for me to get my own place right here in Terra Nova." I could feel my heartbeat was increasing. "So what I guess I'm trying to say is that you might be seeing a lot more of me around Terra Nova." He grinned savagely, the way he had used to before he had become the man I knew him to be. "I thought I best warn you as I'm sure that'll be difficult for you and I don't want you to be made to feel uncomfortable in your own home."
I nodded my head.
"Thanks for telling me." I murmured, feeling barely able to speak at all. "That'll be nice for you to finally see more than these four walls." I took a deep breath and gestured to the door. "I really need to get on now."
Hurriedly, I turned my back to Lucas and grabbed hold of the door handle.
"I'll be seeing you again soon then my dear Skye." His words caused the hairs on the back of my neck to stand. An ice cold shiver ran down my spine and it felt like all the air had left my lungs. Without hesitating any longer, I yanked open the door. "I'll be looking forward to it!" Lucas called after me as I sped out from the room.
Mumbling a quick thank you to the guards for letting me in, I then hurriedly left the hospital needing fresh air and space from the rest of civilisation.