Thanks for all your reviews they're the inspiration I need to keep writing. I still don't own Terra Nova etc etc.

This chapter is dedicated to my mum, she was taken way too soon. I miss her every day.

Lucas watched as his father got closer and closer, there were soldiers coming at him left and right. There was only one way he could go, up. He climbed up the fence, stopping to swing his legs over when he reached the top. By this time Taylor had reached the fence. He raised his gun, pointing it at Lucas. Lucas laughed.

"Could you really do it? Could you really shoot your own son?" The moment of hesitation that followed this was all Lucas needed. He jumped off the fence, hitting the ground hard, rolling to absorb some of the impact before getting up and running off towards the trees.

Lucas caught up with Skye just inside the trees. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her off into the jungle. She followed without protest, still in shock after the events in the infirmary. After walking for a while she noticed that they were not heading back home but off into a different part of the jungle. Finally they reached a small shelter. Lucas explained that while it didn't have the same comforts as the other shelters and was not as well hidden it was only one click away from Terra Nova. Skye was grateful for this, she needed to be close to Terra Nova that night.

They sat down in the shelter, Lucas with his arm still around Skye. As they sat Skye's brain went into overdrive, thinking of all the things that could have happened to her mother. Skye stood up and began pacing around the small shelter, unable to sit still. She felt the immediate loss when she pulled away out of Lucas' arms. After a few minutes of pacing she couldn't take it anymore and returned to Lucas' arms.

The night continued in much the same way. Skye would walk around for a few minutes before returning to Lucas' arms for a few minutes. Lucas didn't complain he just held her and watched as she paced. These were some of the worst few hours of Skye's life despite the fact that she had Lucas there. She somehow managed to keep the tears at bay, she was fairly sure that Lucas had something to do with that. Skye desperately needed to know what happened she needed to know if her mother had survived or if she had died. She kept up her routine of sitting and pacing, hoping that the answers would come to her at some point.

Deborah Tate lay in her bed as the doctors and nurses rushed around, they seemed distant almost as if they were just in the background. The noise seemed to fade away as she thought back to Skye's visit earlier. She knew that Skye would be alright, Lucas would take care of her. She had gotten to know Lucas when she was staying with the sixers. Underneath all the pain and hate there was a good man. He would look after her Bucket. With that thought she stopped fighting and gently closer her eyes as she let the darkness consume her.

At around five o'clock in the morning Skye knew. She tried to tell herself that she was being stupid but the feeling of her heart being split in two told her that she wasn't. She stopped her pacing and sat down, laying her head on Lucas' chest as he wrapped his arms around her, trying to numb some of the pain. She finally let the tears fall, knowing that it was all over. She tried to tell herself that she was just thinking the worst but deep down she knew.

Lucas held Skye for the rest of the night as she alternated between crying softly and sitting in silence. Seven o'clock brought the sound of Skye's name being called. Skye could tell it was Josh calling her. She stood up and walked out of the tent with Lucas close behind her.

"I need to talk to you," said Josh in a solemn voice.

Skye was reluctant to talk to him, she knew what he was going to say and she didn't want to hear it. Lucas wrapped his arm around her waist and led her over to Josh. He removed his arm and stepped back a couple of paces. He had a feeling that he knew what this was about and he wasn't sure if Skye wanted him there for it.

"Last night your mother took a turn for the worse. At around five this morning she..." Josh trailed off. Skye knew the words that were coming yet they still hurt. "She didn't make it Skye."

Josh opened his arms, inviting her to have a hug. Instead she turned and found solace in Lucas' arms. She buried her head in his chest and wrapped her arms around him. She expected the tears to fall but found they didn't. Lucas and Skye held each other as they stood there both thinking about their lost mothers. After a few minutes Josh awkwardly mumbled some excuse about needing to get back to the colony and left the pair standing there still in each other's arms.

Skye and Lucas finally decided that they should move and so they made their way back into the shelter. Lucas opened up the backpack and pulled out the photo of Skye and her parents. He wordlessly handed it to her. She looked up at him, silently thanking him. She gazed at the photo before hugging it to her chest.

Several hours passed before Lucas suggested that they make their way home. Skye nodded and stood up, ready to make the journey back to the waterfall. Skye clutched the picture the entire way home as she walked through the jungle, Lucas' arm around her, stopping the pain from overwhelming her.

Meanwhile back at Terra Nova Commander Taylor was sitting at his desk trying to process the events of the morning. The death of Deborah Tate had saddened him deeply. He couldn't help thinking of Skye out in the jungle. He knew that she was with Lucas. He thought back to his encounter with Lucas from the previous night. He knew that Lucas had been in his house, the smashed picture and missing gun were evidence enough. His son had changed, he wasn't the young boy that he used to be. Taylor had truly thought that his son could redeem himself when he was begging him for forgiveness. Taylor had seen something in his son's eyes, something that made him believe that there was hope for him, something that made him think that perhaps past mistakes could be forgiven, and then he stabbed him and Taylor knew that there was no hope, Lucas had changed beyond redemption.

Taylor thought of Skye, out there with Lucas. She was a good girl who had made some bad mistakes. He didn't want her to change out there, he didn't want her going down the same path as his son. He knew that he would have to do something before it was too late.