Carter jogged to Wash and demanded to know what had happened as she walked a stumbling Maddy to the infirmary. "Help me get her to the hospital." She said, since he was an official EMT of Terra Nova, which meant house calls and OTG missions.

"What happened?" Breathless and looking around the orchard, "God she's bleeding bad."

"No duh, help me. Reilly get over here." Carter turned and caught sight of Rosa sprinting with wide eyes. Wash filled her in on the situation as she took Maddy's other arm. When Lic got to the part of her screaming Maddy spoke with a trembling voice.

"Lucas. He's never going to leave us alone. He's going to come back. It's never going to end. Just some sick cycle always repeating itself," she stopped as her body shook, and more blood droplets splattered to the ground.

"Get her to the infirmary, I have to check on…on something." Carter left the women and strode to the fence. As he walked, he passed Leah who was looking around like she was lost. "Whatcha doin, kiddo?"

"I lost Nat. When the orchard pickers took us inside I turned around and he wasn't there."

"Leah, go inside and stay there, I'll find him." She nodded and did as he told, while he picked up a set of sixer tracks.

He slipped through the bars like he had back when he broke into Terra Nova, following the tracks with strict precision.

He followed the path until he spotted two figures facing each other. One of the figures was noticeable smaller than the kneeling one.

"Lucas," Slowly approaching the pair, his suspicions of the child's identity was confirmed.

"Carter, or do you prefer traitor," He snarled and stood trying to project his height, but carter was still taller. "I was just getting to know my dear brother here." He waved at Nathaniel Jr.

"Leave out of this, his just a kid," Carter tried to move between them, eying a knife that Lucas unsheathed.

"No, tell Maddy that I'll see her soon." He smiled, actually looked calmer. Carter grabbed Nat and pulled him behind his legs.

"Fuck you. Do you think Maddy loves you, she loves Mark, and nothing will change that. And your father, you took his lover from him, and caused him more pain than anything else, he hates you. Everyone hates you, and I bet the sixers aren't too fond of you." He felt some pleasure in seeing Lucas' face twist up and his hackles rise.

Lucas struck out with the blade as Carter moved too. What would have been his neck became his shoulder and bit in deeply, getting caught in the bone. Lucas let go of the knife and let it stick sickeningly out of his shoulder

"I'll survive this, your father survived the same wound."

"Because unlike my father, there wasn't poison on the blade," Carter's heart stopped.

Shit.

Lucas laughed and pushed Carter back, "Ya know what, take my brother, tell my father that he can't stop me. He never has nor will." Disappearing into the underbrush, he waited for the poison to take effect.

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Rosa burst through the clinic doors with Maddy and Wash, the sight of her sent all the staff into over drive as they took Maddy away, down a hallway and into the OR. She waited a moment, sharing a look of despair with her Lieutenant.

"Your dismissed, I'll stay here." Rosa nodded and left, approaching the fence post she abandoned earlier.

Walking the perimeter she fell into the boring routine quickly, thoughts flying to Maddy, and the blood drops she saw every time she passed the center fence.

"Rosa!" She looked around. Few people used her first name, the Commander, Wash, and Carter.

Nat stepped out of the trees, but stopped to look back, a stumbling Carter following. She jogged to them and reached out, wrapping her arms around him as he lost his balance and fell into her. He huffed and coughed up some filmy liquid onto her breast plate. She stared at the knife grip sticking from the peak of his shoulder, less blood than she thought seeped from the wound.

Pulling him to his feet she dragged him to the infirmary, Nat at her side.

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Maddy's dress, once white but now stained with red, was ripped over her head and replaced with a hospital gown.

"Get her on the bed, I need to see what's happening inside." Dr. Shannon ordered, as she snapped gloves on.

Maddy was placed in the bed, staring at the ceiling as a holographic screen was projected.

"Okay, that cord is choking the fetus, we need to put her out and perform the c-section now."

She looked at her mother and grabbed Elizabeth's wrist, "Mom, what's happening?"

"We are getting the baby out, it'll be okay." Dr. Shannon brushed her fingers through Maddy's hair, and felt her shaking.

"It hurts so bad, Mom." She groaned as her muscles clenched again, "is the baby okay?"

"I think so, we just have to get to it now." Elizabeth took a large needle from a masked nurse and gently injected her daughter.

"Just relax, I take care of you sweet heart." Maddy nodded and gladly welcomed the effect of the drug in her system.

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"Come on, Carter, talk to me." Rosa coaxed as she practically dragged him through the streets of the colony, Nat walking in front of them and looking back every few seconds.

"Is Uncle Carter going to die?" He asked Reilly with all the innocence in the world.

"No, he still has to take me on a date." Carter perked up.

"Aw screw dying, I want to see you in that little red dress." He spit up more filmy stuff, his voice sounded raspier, as if there was something in his throat.

"What little red dress?" She was within thirty feet of the clinic, heart pounding. He had become paler and a cold sweet broke out on his forehead.

"The one I keep fantasizing you in, damn you look sooo hot in it."

She almost smiled, entering the clinic after Nat opened the doors.

"Doctor Shannon?" Reilly called and grimaced at Wash as she took in Carter's appearance.

A nurse approached her, "the Doctor's in surgery with Maddy."

"Than get me somebody, he's dying, Dr. Malcolm needs to look at him to, he was poisoned." Rosa kept a hold on Carter as the nurse ran out of the clinic, towards the science building.

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Mark hobbled into the clinic with the Commander, Alicia holding his burned hand. The first things he heard when he entered was,

"Reilly, what the," a glare from the woman made him stumble and start again, "uh, what happened?"

She related what she knew, Nat filling in the rest, and Carter telling them of the toxin. Malcolm joined them not to long before and noted all the symptoms.

As they spoke, Mark felt his blood boil. Everything was going wrong. The scars he could live with, but to see those he loved get threatened and hurt by the bastard. He walked back to the OR and sat on the bench just outside the room.

Waiting and listening. He actually preferred hearing Maddy scream in labor like she did during her first pregnancy, than the chilling silence of a surgery, one that could not only kill her, but save her.

He twisted the wedding ring around on his finger.

"Mark," Dr. Shannon stepped out of the room with a VERY tiny bundle, "He's two month premature, so he's very small and weak. But we kept him in an incubator for an hour before I could bring him out."

She passed the baby to him and Mark froze. The tiny creature fit perfectly in one of his hands, and the feeling of holding spun sugar fell over him once more. He felt it when he met Maddy, when he held Alicia Beth Taylor, when he married the love of his life. And now with this tiny little boy.

"Hey, little guy, are you liking the new world?" as if to answer the baby moved and let out a little cry, "Yeah I know, I agree with you, Mom's always better." He laughed as his son, HIS SON, humpfed in reply. Mark spoke to him in whispers afraid to hurt his tiny ears.

He tucked the baby into the crook of his burned arm and stood, hobbling up and down the hall with his son as his mother-in-law worked with Dr. Wallace.

"I'm going to fix everything, so you and your mom and your sister, won't be bothered anymore."

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So, I guess I could tell you that I write these by the day and basically pull most of the plot out of my rear, so telling me how I'm doing, and please give some suggestions