TN Skye's Suitors
Chapter 2: Near
Pairing: Skye with Josh, Lucas (or so he thinks), Curran (or so he wishes)
Characters: A mixture
Genre: Creepy Ship and Ship
Rating: Nc-17
Warning: Violence, Language, Sexual Thoughts and Demented Stalkers
Spoiler Alert: All of Season 1
Summary: Post finale – Lucas deceives himself into believing that Skye wants him. Skye desires Josh, but she has a demented stalker who has a psychotic God complex and another man who is determined to watch over her.
AN: I think Skye likes Josh, but Lucas and Curran like Skye. This chapter starts with Skye and Curran POV then to Lucas. Get ready for the creepy/demented stalker (think Edger Allen Poe-ish).
The party for Wash's return had lasted most of the day, but was winding down.
"Hey Wash, give me another hug. I'm going to call it a night. I'm just so glad you got away from…um…them." Skye wrapped her arms around the taller woman. She squeezed her feeling a renewed sense of rightness that she was back.
Everyone said that her death had been a misunderstanding. That was the word everyone was calling it. Word passed around that Lucas did it to make everyone think that Wash was dead, so that he could take her to the badlands.
Now, they congratulated her on her escape. In reality, it was the Wash that was found in the badlands that was shot in the head. The real Wash from this timeline had been taken to the badlands and then escaped when Lucas left the camp.
Wash pulled back peering into Skye's eyes, "I heard what happened. I'm glad you got away from him too. Thanks for saving Taylor. He always said you're a great shot. It's harder to shoot a person than a target. You did well by the way. Just wish you could have got a round off in his head though. Don't tell Taylor I said that." She avoided Lucas' name because Skye had.
Skye nodded yes as he was unable to talk about it. She kept seeing her hands covered with Taylor's blood. She kept hearing the sounds of Taylor gasping for air as his lungs filled with his own blood. She had almost lost him, and it brought up the feelings she had when she lost her father.
"They told me your mother is doing better and you both have a place together now. I haven't seen her today." Wash commented.
"Oh, she was here earlier, but she had to go to the infirmary. She was not feeling so good. She's staying the night for observation as a precaution. She made me promise to come to the party. Well, I'm turning in. See you tomorrow."
"Bye."
Skye just wanted to get some sleep I her new bed. She hoped the new bed would bring new dreams. The ones she was currently having were more along the lines of night terrors. She kept dreaming that her father died. When she went to the funeral, it was for Taylor instead. Blood would drain from the casket, and she could never find enough towels to clean it up. Lucas was always standing nearby…watching. Other nights, she would dream that she walked up to the Sixer camp the moment Lucas dropps her mother off the edge. Skye never made it in time to catch her or to stop Lucas. She continuously watched the life drain out of her mother's eyes.
She woke up yelling wordlessly and crying violently more than a few times from the nightmares. Her roommates were a little scared for her and had spoken with Elizabeth about it.
Since her mother's return to the colony, she had been staying at Skye's unit with her roommates, but now they had a place of their own. Skye and her mother had moved into it a couple of days ago.
Skye moved farther away from Wash trying to distract herself. She decided to try to figure out if Taylor and Wash were together romantically.
If not, she wondered if her mother found Taylor attractive. She pictured Taylor and her mother standing together in her mind. She pondered that they had both lost a spouse and had been held captive by an enemy around the time of the spouse's death. So, they had some type of understanding for what the other had been through.
Taylor had nodded with a half smile at seeing Skye earlier, and she took it that he was going to give her a second chance. She smiled thinking that she would not mind Taylor being her stepfather.
Then another thought hit her that it would then make Lucas her stepbrother.
Even thought it was a warm night, chills of fear ran down her arms. She pondered if he survived the two bullet holes she put in him or if maybe a dinosaur had smelled the blood and ate him. But, she knew he was out there. Men like that never seem to die. In older horror movies, they always came back. She decided Wash was right. She should have shot him in the head.
Curran chose that moment to walk up to her. "Hi, Skye."
She almost startled, but controlled herself. "Curran." Since his return, he no longer had the cocky self important attitude. He appeared much more attractive and attentive. She noticed that his perpetually perfect hair was now a little longer on the top and messy. It suited him, and it brought out his dark eyes that seemed to look straight into her longingly. She noticed that his voice was deep and scratchy like Taylor's. She wondered if Taylor was his new role model.
Every time she saw him now, her body instantly sent a rush of endorphins. It was the same flood in her system as when she was called to the infirmary to find that he had saved her mother. She could not help the happy energy that coursed through her body.
She reached out and gripped his bicep unthinking, "I was in a hurry earlier today when mother and I saw you at the Command Center. I didn't get the chance to say thank you. Taylor had sent you to an outpost the day after you saved her, so I never said thank you for what you did for her…for us the first time. I thought she was dead, and you saved her. You saved her from…him again. I was looking for her and Elizabeth told me that after Wash surrendered but before the Phoenix Group set up their perimeter around Terra Nova that you snuck my mother out to Taylor's camp. Ogawa told me that you kept a watch on her the entire time. I was thankful because Lu…he would have probably killed her because he thought I betrayed him. Well, thank you, Curran."
The look of adoration in Skye's eyes touched Curran's heart. Everyone else peered at him with contempt because he had killed a fellow soldier. He had murdered Foster via dinosaur over the money he could never seem to pay back. His time OTG taught him to appreciate what Taylor had created in the unity of the colony.
His crime had been out of greed, and hers had been out of love to save a life.
She looked at him as a savior and not a murderer. She was the only one who did. He had never felt a pull to do what was right just because it was right, but looking at her then and now…it was there pulling at his entire body. He felt the need to be a better person to be worthy of such a look from her. Taylor had given him a second chance, and he was not going to waist it.
Watching her now, he was reminded of the impact of knowing that Skye had compromised her morals to save her mother. She had made the proverbial deal with the devil. Then in the end when the safety of the colony was at stake, Skye had acted selflessly to save the colony even knowing it was going to cost her mother's life. He had witnessed the turmoil and pain in her eyes then the release into utter joy at seeing her mother was alive and safe.
Then, he had been told that she played up to lunatic Lucas to foil the Phoenix Group's plans. He viewed her as a very brave young woman…a beautiful brave young woman.
When he handed over the medicine for Skye's mother to Dr. Shannon, he felt truly humbled that he was the one that brought mother and daughter back together again. Now, he felt compelled to continue to ensure her mother's safety. That need spilled over to Skye now. He had been keeping an eye out for Lucas ever since he learned that Wash was back.
Curran had wondered if Lucas would try to take Wash back, then that train of thought made him ponder over another. He had heard that Lucas was grabbing at Skye, and Josh Shannon had beaten the hell out of him for it. In the end, Skye had to barter with Lucas to save Josh's life.
Curran could not seem to get a straight answer from anyone exactly what she bartered. He wanted to ask her, but stopped himself. If Lucas Taylor was coming back for someone, it was to kill Taylor or to take Skye for his own. Maybe both.
Curran was not going to let that happen.
He looked out into the night then back to Skye. "You're welcome. Yes, it was busy earlier, and it's been a while. I just wanted to check on how things were going." He kept his voice low and calm.
Her hand left his arm. He felt instant loss.
"Going good." She fought not to think of Lucas' promise to make her pay if she betrayed him, which she did. "Malcolm and Elizabeth were able to synthesize the medicine you brought. They are giving her twice the dose now, so she's able to get around again…thanks to you."
Curran gave her a genuine smile. It was the first time he had smiled out of happiness since before he killed Foster.
Josh walked up almost between them.
They remained silent a moment or two as both men eyed each other. Skye watched them then spoke to Curran, "Well, it's good talking to you. I'll see you later. And, thank you again."
She nodded at him then spoke to Josh, "Walk me home?"
She continued to stare at the men who were still looking at each other. She smacked Josh's arm, "Come on. I'm tired. Bye, Curran."
"Bye, Skye." He never turned away, but watched her leave with Josh.
Once out of ear shot, "Kind of creepy isn't he?"
"Curran?" Skye questioned Josh.
"Yes." Josh stomped.
"No. He's lost. He's just trying to find his way." She smiled.
"Uuhu into your pants."
Skye gasped and slapped his arm again, but harder this time, "Josh Shannon."
"He killed a man, and now he's always looking at you." Josh's voice sounded a little condescending.
"He's not always looking at me." She folded her arms and stopped walking.
Josh tipped his head back the way they came.
She glanced over her shoulder to see Curran facing them, but watching off to the side. His eyes then locked on her, and he smiled at her.
She smiled, waved, and then started walking to her new housing unit. "Cut it out. He saved my mother twice from Luc…him. Just cut it out."
Her eyes started to tear up as her right hand moved up to cover her left shoulder where the tattoo was under the material. She thought she saw movement off to her side in the darkness and blinked the tears out of her eyes. "Did you see that?"
Josh gazed where she had been looking, "I don't see anything. Skye, I'm so sorry. I'm just so messed up in the head right now. I don't even know why I said that."
Skye turned to him knowing it had not been that long ago that he lost his girlfriend, Kara, in the explosion that had knocked his father unconscious for three days. "It's ok. Just walk me to my new place."
They continued silently.
"Where are you going? That's not the way to your unit?" The figure dressed in black mumbled then looked down at the back of his left hand then back up at Skye walking with Josh.
"You didn't get the note I left for you in the bucket because you have not been back yet. Why are you making this hard for me?" His voice asked calmly as his right hand traced over the tattoo on the back of his left hand.
"Oh, yes. You see me." Lucas then took a step back farther into the darkness inside the colony as Skye turned her eyes toward him.
"That's it. Send the stupid Shannon over here to me. I'll take care of him for you then we can go get your mother and then out of this rat nest." Lucas removed his knife and waited for Josh to get closer.
When they walked away, Lucas put the knife back. "Not as stupid as he looks. Bucket, did you pick him so that you could use him to manipulate his father? Is that why you tolerate his stupid teenage ramblings about the dead bitch that blew up into a million chunks?"
He looked down at the new tattoo on his left hand again as if it might reply. He stroked it a time or two following the curves of the ink as if to pleasure it. With each needle stab that created it, he pictured Skye's face as he had stabbed her with a needle leaving his tattoo on her left shoulder. He remembered how her face grimaced in pain and how it felt to tattoo himself. The remembrance combined with the constant toying with his tattoo caused his body to heat with arousal.
He followed them to a unit still petting his tattoo. He continued to watch them at her door as he ran the tip of his tongue along the perimeter of the tattoo.
Josh gave Skye a hug before turning away. "He's too stupid to see that you're acting. Touching her? Always touching her. Touching her is to harm me."
Josh strode between yards and around trees thinking about Kara having no idea he was being followed.
Lucas whispered as he started to close in on Josh, "Nemo me impune lacessit. Stupid Fortunato. Not a rapier, but it will do. In pace requiescat."
Lucas pulled out his knife again and advanced on Josh as he was only three steps away.
"Hey, dad." Josh exclaimed.
Lucas twisted back behind a tree nearly slamming into it.
"Hey. On your way home?" Jim questioned as the two started walking together.
Lucas remained behind the tree, "I'll come back for you later to wall you up."
Minutes later, Lucas entered Skye's housing unit and stalked around in the darkness. He heard her in the bathroom, so he went to her bedroom and sat down in a chair.
Waiting in the dark, Lucas continued to fondle the new tattoo on his hand. He whispered to his hand, "Yes my lovely. I've come for you."
His eyes fixated on the figure now tattooed on his left hand. It was an etching of a bucket.
A/N: I think Josh is young and thank god still alive. I think Curran is redeemable (I kind of like Skye/Curran). I think lunatic Lucas is in love with his tattoo. LOL! Come on before you knew it was a bucket…what did you think the tattoo was? Please review and tell me what you think about the chapter. Thanks!