sorry i couldn't update yesterday! i won't be able to again until friday :/ got tests to study for tonight!

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"Oh my God….Lucas?"

Realization slowly sank into his eyes as he continued to stare at her. He licked his lips, opening his mouth to speak, but found that words failed him. There was his baby sister, who wasn't much of a baby anymore, right in front of him.

Brother and sister stood there, gazing at each other, speechless. Both shocked to see the other, and no doubt thinking back to the last time they saw the other.

Emma began to cautiously walk forward until she was out of the water on the edge of the rock. Her shoes were filled with puddles of water, and the knife holster was chaffing her ankle, but she ignored them. She now was about four feet away from Lucas.

"You're here…" he said finally, his voice hoarse, faltering momentarily.

Her eyes flickered down, then back up to her big brother. Her eyebrows knitted together, a tight forced smile formed on her lips as she held herself on the verge of tears.

Lucas dropped his backpack beside Emma's. He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking back down at her. He could seen the pain creeping onto her face as she struggled to hold back tears, though he couldn't tell if they were because she was happy to see him, or because she was also remembering Somalia. His eyes softened as he looked at her, he hated to see her upset, he always had.

"Wh-when I heard you were out here…th-that you've been out here, for so long, I didn't think anyone could have survived….I-I…I thought you were dead…" she whispered, staring down at his feet. Her lip began to quiver, a small tear rolled down her cheek.

Lucas suddenly founding himself wrapping his arms around her, trying to cease her tears. He felt her stumble back, surprised by his action, but she didn't pull away. She quickly wrapped her arms around him as well, her head against his chest.

Emma knew what he had done, she knew that she should be furious with him. She knew the right thing to do, would've been to tell him to stay away. He wasn't the same brother he had been, he was a psychopath. He tried to murder their father! He wanted to destroy her home. She felt the knife holster rub uncomfortably against her ankle again, reminding her of it's presence, as if to say, 'Skye gave me to you for a reason.' Emma wanted push him away. But she couldn't, not at this moment. Not when she had Lucas back. The big brother who had always protected her and taken care of her when their father was away, and their other was always working. It was Lucas who filled her earliest childhood memories. Since when to psychopaths care about other people? They don't, she thought, so maybe he's not… She let everything she had heard about him, melt away, leaving her mind in an instant.

"I thought I'd never see you again…" she cried quietly into his shirt.

Lucas shut his eyes tightly, flashing back to when he had seen her being carried away, the dread of possibly never seeing his little sister again had tortured him.

After a minute or so, he released her. She wiped her face, quickly composing herself. She always had hated crying in front of others, especially someone that she looked up to, or had looked up to. Lucas looked at her with worried eyes.

She glanced up at him, studying his face. He looked tired. The dark circles under his eyes and stubble growing on his face made him look 10 years older than he was. He was covered in a fair amount of dirt, which made sense…him living in the jungle and all. She felt herself start to smile a bit.

"What?" he asked, wondering why she suddenly was okay.

"Y-you look like crap…" she muttered. Lucas arched his eyebrows, surprised by her sudden humorous attitude…and by her comment.

"Well I've been living out here for about five years….and as you can see, it's not exactly Terra Nova…and you look uh good…. A lot taller than I remember…" he grinned, trying to help lighten the mood. He had been full of anger and hatred towards his father for quite some time, and it felt good to…feel happy.

Emma chuckled under her breath. "Yeah…"

Taylor & Jim:

"Do you think she's already there? It's a pretty far walk, and we don't know exactly what time she started or if she got lost or anything…" Jims said, looking out of the rover.

"If she's not there, we'll call out a search party…but I'd like to keep this as quiet as possible…" was all Taylor said, keeping his focus on the dirt road heading towards the falls.

"why would she even go to Snakehead Falls? …isn't that by where…the kids got attacked a few months ago?"

Taylor swallowed thickly, trying to push the memory of that out of his mind. "Her brother…my son… his favorite past times appear to be working on a way to destroy Terra Nova and taunting me…by writing his calculations on the rocks by the falls… he wants me to know he's getting closer…" Taylor said, his blue eyes hurt.

"So he is alive?" Jim's eyes were wide.

'Can't this damn thing go any faster?" Taylor snapped, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Jim sat in silence, wondering when Emma had discovered the place…and if she was alright, seeing the frustration grow on the Commander's face as they sped through the jungle.

Lucas & Emma:

"So…I was placed in foster care…I honestly thought I'd never get to have a real family again…until I got a letter saying I was being recruited for Terra Nova…I was so happy that I was going to get you and Dad back…I was going to get to go to this new world and get to be with my family again…but then I got here…" She sighed, peeling away more bark from the fallen tree the now sat on.

They had left the falls, gone back to the jungle, simply walking. They had headed deeper into the jungle, neither of them seeming to notice where they were headed as they talked. They'd been walking about fifteen minutes when they decided to just sit. Lucas had been quickly asking her questions about the past 11 years, like he wanted to distract her almost, keep from talking about him. But in the back of her mind, she held onto her many questions for him.

"Paradise not what you expected?" he chuckled darkly.

Emma tried to ignore his condescending tone. "The first thing I did when I saw him…was yell at him… a lot…" she passed a hand over her face, her elbow resting on her knee.

"He deserved it…" Lucas stared off into the trees. "Have you spoken since…?" She knew what he wanted to hear. He wanted her to say no. For her to say that she would never speak to their father again, that she hated him.

Emma watched her brother out of the corner of her eye as he waited for her answer. "Yes…" she saw him frown, annoyance written all over his face. "I haven't forgiven him…but I'm not going to give him the cold shoulder for the rest of my life, Lucas."

His eyes snapped up to meet hers. "Why not? I am…" his green eyes turned dark.

She laughed. "Because that's working so well for you!" she rolled her eyes. "You're living alone in the jungle, spending your days writing calculations on a bunch of rocks, probably staying up all night thinking about hating our father, oh, and nice scars by the way, I'm guessing they're from a dinosaur?" She arched her eyebrows, waiting for him to come up with something to say. When he still said nothing, she grabbed up her backpack, turning to leave. "Dad was right…. You really have changed…" she said quietly.

"How can you not hate him?" Lucas sneered. "He left you in Somalia. He never even looked for you!" Check, he thought. There was no way she could justify her father basically forgetting about her.

Emma swung back around, eyes flashing. "And you did?" she snapped. Check mate.

Lucas knew he had nothing to counter her words. She was right, and he knew it. He wanted to kick himself for setting himself up for that one.

"That's what I thought…" Disappointment flickered in her dark pupils. She turned and quickly disappeared into the trees, leaving Lucas alone, unsure of what to do next.

Emma furiously pushed through the plants, muttering to herself about how going out there to the rocks was such a waste of time, and what did she expect? Her father had told her what Lucas had become, and she knew he was right, but she still hadn't wanted to believe it. And now it was going to get dark soon, and she was in the middle of the jungle…lost. She hadn't realized it at first, but now she did…she had no idea which way to turn. The trees were so thick where she was, she couldn't see very far ahead. Turning in a quick circle, she couldn't even remember which way was back to Snakehead Falls. "Great…just great!" she murmured. A small, cold breeze rolled through the plants, biting her bare skin. She grasped her arms, a quick shiver raking her body. She turned back to the direction she had been heading and continued on, praying it was the right way.

*Snap!*

Emma froze. She whipped her head around, straining to see what made the sound.

*Crack!*

Panic began to well up inside of her as the sound of another branch breaking was heard closer by. Her heart was pounding, and she still could not see anything or anyone around her.

"Lucas?" she croaked.

The faint sounds of something moving in the brush could be heard now. Emma was shaking. She slowly knelt, pulling the knife from the holster. She gripped it tightly, holding it in front of herself. "Lucas? Are you there?" she said a little louder. But she knew it wasn't him. She backed away quickly, tripping over a large root. She fell to the ground with a loud thud, knocking the breath out of her. Quickly jumping back up, she held her breath, trying to hear the creature. Nothing. She sighed, her breathing jagged with fear, turned on her heels to continue walking. She found herself facing a large, dark dinosaur.

Lucas continued to walk in the direction he had seen his little sister go. He hoped he could at least make sure she got back to Terra Nova safely. As he wandered through, seeing the obvious trail she had left behind, he began to notice other foot prints as well…following Emma's footprints. Slasher, he thought.

"Shit!" His face grew pale, and as if on que, he heard a terrified high pitched scream echo through the trees.

And he was running, jumping over logs, swerving through the maze of trees, almost stumbling over a couple roots. He burst into a small clearing just in time to see Emma throw herself to the ground to avoid the Slasher's barbed tail.

"Emma!" he shouted, before she even looked over to see him, he whipped out his sonic, that he had kept tucked in the small of his back, out. Without hesitation he flipped it to the highest setting and fired.

The dinosaur cried out, shocked, it quickly stumbled into the trees. Lucas knew it hadn't left though. He fired once more into the trees, hoping to scare it farther away for now. He rushed forward to the frightened girl who had plugged her ears when he fired the gun.

Emma lay on the ground, covered in dirt. Her eyes watered as she struggled to catch her breath. She pushed herself to her knees, spitting a small amount of dirt from her mouth.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" the panic in his voice was obvious. Lucas knelt in front of her, lifting her chin so she was forced to look at him in the eye.

Still shaken, Emma nodded. "I-I think so…" Lucas squinted, finding it hard to see her face clearly in the dim lighting. She let him help her to her feet, allowing him to hold her close as he circled quickly to make sure there weren't any other Slashers beginning to sneak up on them.

"We need to go, now," he said, picking up the combat knife she had dropped, and handed it back to her. "They'll come back soon enough."

She felt him grasp her elbow, quickly leading her away.

Taylor & Jim:

When they reached the falls, they carefully climbed down to where the rocks were. The sun was setting, making it harder to see clearly. The Commander pointed a flashlight out towards the rock walls. Jim could vaguely make out the yellow writings. They were hard to see from the distance they were at.

"I don't see her…" Jim said after a while.

Taylor carefully looked around, shining the flashlight towards the ground. "Look…" He squatted down, pointed to a pair of small, muddy footprints on some of the rocks. Across from them were much larger boot prints, facing towards the small ones.

Jim stared down at them. "Do you think she ran into someone?….Lucas…maybe?"

Taylor stood still, trying to sort through his conflicted thoughts. "Maybe…it might be better if Lucas found her than something else…"

Jim nodded in agreement. "So what do we do now?"

"Even if she is with Lucas, I don't trust him…and we can't be sure she is… we need to get a search party out here as soon as possible." Taylor stood and quickly began his way back to the rover.

Lucas & Emma:

She felt dazed, her head was dizzy and she was exhausted. Her ears still rang from the sonic blast shooting right over her head. Her body hurt from falling onto the ground twice. But she continued to walk, Lucas guiding her through the darkening forest.

"When can I go home?" she muttered, stumbling over another root.

"We're too far away from Terra Nova, you'll never make it back in time. It'd be better to just hide out here until tomorrow," Lucas replied. He had considered bringing her to his place at the Sixer camp, but quickly decided against it. It was much farther, and he didn't want to think of what the Sixers might do, or want to do anyways.

Emma followed him, but the exhaustion was taking it's toll on her. She hadn't eaten since she first arrived at Snakehead Falls, which was hours before. She wondered if her father eve knew she was missing yet, if Skye really covered for her. She wondered what Josh was doing too…she had told him she was going to be hanging out with Skye as well. Another shiver racked her body. Emma stopped for a moment, wanting to take out Josh's sweatshirt she had packed, but Lucas pulled her along, almost making her drop her backpack.

"They're going to come looking for me…" She piped up, hoping to maybe convince him to simply take her back to Terra Nova.

"I'm sure they will. But the chances of them finding us in this part of the jungle and at night, are very slim." Lucas felt his sister stiffen, realized how his words sounded. "I'm going to bring you back, okay?"

Emma nodded, though she knew he didn't see it. They continued to walk until Lucas was sure they were out of the Slasher territory. He knew this jungle like the back of his hand, but Emma on the other hand, didn't even know what direction they were heading. Lucas pushed through a thick wall of foliage, pulling Emma in with him. Inside was a small, well concealed camp. There was a burnt out fire pit and some logs around it to sit on.

"Like it? It's not some fancy Terra Nova housing unit or anything, but I'm alive aren't I?" Lucas chuckled quietly, watching as Emma hesitantly took a seat against the farther log. She held her arms close, goosebumps forming on her bare arms and legs.

"Here," he said, beginning to unbutton his shirt.

She shook her head. "No thanks…" she murmured, quickly yanking out Josh's sweatshirt and shimming into it. She pulled her legs up to her chest, her chin resting on her knees.

Lucas arched his eyebrows, glancing at the sweatshirt, that was obviously too big for her…and obviously not Emma's. "Who's is that?" he asked, sitting on another log.

She glared at him, still frustrated with herself for going OTG alone. "My….friend's…" she replied, not really wanting to talk about boys with him.

"It looks like a boy's sweatshirt." He stood up, beginning to build up a new fire using wood that had been stored off to the side. He pulled an almost empty box of matches from his backpack and lit it, watching as the flames grew, smoke rising towards the sky.

"Nice observation. Now shut up and leave me alone…" she snapped, turning her head away from him.

"What is your problem?" his green eyes darkened again.

"Oh I don't know…just that I'm stuck here with you."

"I just saved your life!" he growled, his tone frightened her a bit.

"You tried to kill our father," she threw back.

Lucas grew quiet once again. He hadn't fully realized that she knew about everything he'd done, was doing. "He told you about that?" his voice was low, frustrated.

"So it's true…" she whispered, looking at her brother who's face softened minutely. "Why do you hate him so much?"

"Why don't you? You have every reason to." He looked back at her finally, unable to understand how she couldn't hold a grudge against Commander Taylor.

"Because he's our father," she said quietly. "Yeah…I hate some of the things he's done…decisions he's made…and I don't know if I'll ever fully forgive him, but I could never hate him…I don't want to lose any more people I care about…" She stared at the ground in front of her with solemn eyes.

"You look a lot like Mom you know…" Lucas told her after a long pause. Her hazel eyes flitted up to him, then to the bright fire. She gripped her legs closer to her, rocking back slightly before finally laying down next to the log. Emma gazed up at the shining stars, her mind beginning to wander.

Lucas continuously attempted to get Emma to speak to him, to no avail. "Do you …hate me?" he asked, his expression almost painful to see. He had accepted his father's hatred for him, but his baby sister? That he wasn't sure he could handle. He felt momentarily ashamed of what he had done, how it made Emma look at him… the same way their father had looked at him when he discovered his plans.

Emma shook her head, looking at him sympathetically. "No…"

"Then why won't you talk to me?"

Emma paused staring back up at the night sky, the truth overwhelming her, making it hard to look her brother in the eye. "Because…because I don't know you…not anymore…"


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