I. HAVE. NO. INSPIRATION.

To CapeCodMakai: xDDD OMFG thank you for that! Hahaha I laughed so hard! I want them to make out too! xDDD No worries about that patience stuff. The story is picking up next chapter and I think you're all going to love it -evil smile-

To Mia: Haha thank you so much:) You're such a kind person. I love your kind words! You're wonderful.

And to the person who left a review without a name on Chapter 14; You make a good point, but I was trying to portray her as being pissed, but like a playful-ish pissed. She didn't want him to join her, but I didn't mean her to seem like she was really upset with him. Idk if I'm making it clear or not, but I apologize about that. Thanks though!

I dedicate this Chapter to CapeCodMakai, Mia, and Royal Shadow1. And thanks to everyone for reviewing. You guys are some cool people:)

~NumberSixteen

As dawn came upon the sleeping pair, things back in Terra Nova were becoming more estranged. Taylor was becoming desperate to find Skye but there is no traces of her or Lucas to be found. Josh had become anxious and angry, begging to go out with search teams to look for her but the Commander just told him it was too dangerous. They were too far out.

Taylor finally gave in and called off the search. He knew they wouldn't find them. He'd played this game with Lucas before, and his son was just too smart to let his old man find him. Of course, Josh threw a tantrum. It had only been two days, but there were no signs of hope. Maddy Shannon was blaming herself and the colony was grieving. They were all sure she'd be dead in Lucas's hands after all she'd done to him and the Commander was beginning to believe that himself.

He had not only lost a son, but a daughter as well. She wasn't his daughter by blood, but she was considered family. A close friend of the Commander's. But there was no signs of her whatsoever. No blood. No footprints. No old fire pits. Lucas was brilliant. He wouldn't let them find her easily.

Josh had nagged at the Commander, telling him to go to the badlands. He was sure she'd be there. Why wouldn't she? If she was with Lucas, he was bound to head in that general direction. The Commander had considered this idea. He knew the Pheonix Group was there and were searching for another possible civilization but he knew it was a suicide mission to barge in there, demanding for Skye. The Pheonix Group was much more equipt than Terra Novans and their soldiers were twice in number. There was no way for him to go in there and find her. He had to just keep hoping that she'll make it out somehow and come back to them. Until then, he'll be waiting.

Skye stirred in Lucas's arms. He was long awake by then, but he remained holding her as the sun rose a little further in the sky. He thought intensely about the dream she'd told him about, his mind working and cranking. He tried to figure out exactly what went on in that pretty head of hers.

She shifted and turned herself around to face Lucas. She let out a content sigh in her sleep, blowing a puff of air in his face. She snuggled into his chest, asking for warmth as the morning was still chilly and he gladly let her take comfort in his warmth. She murmered words he couldn't make out but he felt giddy with pleasure as she stayed enclosed in his arms. His hand wandered to her face, running a finger very lightly over her smooth, perfect skin. He softly tucked a hair back and his own expression softened. All he could think about was how breath-taking she was and how she was here in his arms was a god send. And for the first time in almost twelve years, his mind relaxed and succumbed into the perfect moment, forgetting all his troubles and his doubts and just being happy. The creases on his face were relieved of their ever constant pressure and he felt his heart warm slightly as he made out a word in her jumbled mumbles.

"Lucas." She had said. So quietly he barely caught it, but he did and it made his heart skip. She was so complex, a web of uncertainty surrounds her at all times and he can't fight through it all at once. But he will, one thread at a time.

He sighed contently and it seemed to stir her awake. Her eyes fluttered open lazily and she looked up at him without a word.

He was the one who spoke first. His hand was still at her face and he ran his fingers down the side of her face until they reached her chin. He softly mumbled to her, "Good Morning, Bucket."

She mubled a reply, still trying to wake up. "Good morning, Genius."

A laugh rumbled from deep inside his chest, a slight smile illuminating his face. "Genius, huh?"

She raised her eyebrows, warmth shared between the two. They were lying in the soft grass and she was enveloped in his arms. She was about to retort something clever back, but her stomach interrupted her. It rumbled loudly, asking her to feed it.

He smirked, "Sounds like you're hungry."

She shimmied out of his arms and sat up, the morning chill hitting her warm skin. She tried to ignore it as she noticed the fire had died down. She crawled over to her backpack and pulled out the bag of dried fruit. She nibbled on it tediously but slightly gagged at the taste. She could see him out of the corner of her eye watching her as he coaxed a flame back to life.

"Hungry?" She asked, holding up the bag of dried fruit.

He shook head and reached for his bag, "Not for that stuff at least."

She furrowed her brow in confusion as he unzipped his backpack and reached in. She saw him pull out a plump yellow fruit. He began to pull away at the skin and she watched him, barely chewing her dried crap-in-a-bag stuff anymore. He finished peeling it and sank his teeth into it, tearing off a chunk and chewing it. He let out a "mm" sound as he chewed, the liquids from the fresh fruit running down his chin. Skye licked her lips as she watched him. Her eyes were big and full of jealousy.

He smiled at her and held the fruit back up to his lips, "Want some?"

She bit her lip and nodded shyly, embarrassed to be asking for food from him.

He jerked his head to signal her over to him. A smile split across her face and she crawled toward him excitedly. She reached out for the fruit but he yanked it away before she could grasp it. "Ah ah ah," He taunted her. "You have to do something for it."

She huffed in irritation, "Like what?" She pouted at him.

"I don't know." Lucas shrugged as he bit into the fruit again. "Surprise me." He swallowed and kept his eyes trained on her to see what she'd do.

She bit her lip and looked at him nervously, contemplating something behind her eyes. He searched her face for explaination, but before he could work anything out, she pounced on him. She pressed her lips onto his for a split second before tearing herself away. He stared at her, dumbfounded for a moment with look of shock on his face. She took his confused state to her advantage and reached out to snatch the fruit from him. She hadn't even tried the fruit yet, but she already knew the taste because it was smothered all over Lucas's lips. She bit into the fresh fruit hungrily, the sweet taste filling her mouth. She grinned as he came to his senses. He was silent for a while, watching her finish off the fruit. The kiss was an ingenius idea, distracting him long enough to take the fruit. He'd underestimated her cleverness.

Had she really just kissed him? The smell of strawberries mixed with tangerines and the fruit she was eating surrounded him, clogging his sense of smell. He was engulfed in the sweet fumes as he watched her eat the fruit in front of him, a smug look on her face. She thought she'd outsmarted the genius, but he had a trick of his own up his sleeve.

SO. SHORT. But I'm so inspirationless! D: Tell me what you thought, mmkay? I know it's short... I'm so sorry... I promise the next chapter will be longer:) :D

~NumberSixteen