Lol okay don't kill me, guys D;. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in so long! I've had a lot of assignments lately, so I haven't been able to write. This chapter was what I had been planning for a while, and there was supposed to be more but I didn't want you guys to have to wait any longer so I decided to make two somewhat shorter and more detailed chapters instead of one giant one. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
"Keep quiet."
Skye's eyes flashed open, and a hand clamped over her mouth before she could say something. She looked around wildly, surprised that she wasn't in her bed. She was out in the forest, and it was the dead of night. Nyko hour. Lucas slowly removed his hand from Skye's mouth, watching her cautiously.
"Where are we?" mouthed Skye, her hands digging into the soil she was sitting on. Lucas's gun was in his hand, his eyes darting from side to side as he surveyed their surroundings.
"The camp was invaded," whispered Lucas, his voice barely legible. He was fumbling with a communicator in his hands, his thumb holding onto the gun. Skye frowned, biting at her lip.
"By who?" asked Skye, pulling her hair into a bun at the nape of her neck. Lucas looked up from the communicator, giving her a skeptical look. Skye's heart sank as she realized who must have invaded the camp. "Taylor. Of course."
Lucas looked up again, his eyes narrowing. "You aren't going to give me any of that 'he's a good man' crap, are you?"
Skye's eyes widened, and she raised her hands innocently. "Nope."
Lucas surveyed her eyes for a few seconds before turning back to the communicator. "I know you're thinking it, Bucket. Your eyes give you away."
"Not unlike yours," retorted Skye, earning a real look from Lucas. Suddenly, the communicator beeped and began to flash red. Lucas brought the communicator to his mouth, his eyes meeting Skye's.
"Rogers, come in."
"I was wondering when you'd turn up, son."
Skye flinched at the familiar voice, memories tricking through her mind. Happiness, family and love turned into pain, betrayal and even hatred. She looked up to see every negative emotion in her head displayed on Lucas's face.
"Father," growled Lucas, his knuckles turning white against the steel of the communicator. Skye pressed her lips together, reveling in the calm before the storm.
"Now, Lucas," Taylor's voice was soft and sympathetic, almost patronizing. "Why don't you come on back to the camp so we can talk this out?"
Skye watched nervously as Lucas's eyes hardened. "I don't think so. You see, it would be a bad idea to bring the treasure to the pirate."
"I'm guessing you mean Skye," said Taylor slowly, as though he was speaking to a child. "I understand, Lucas. I understand that you have feelings for her, and I respect your choice. But you need to come back now, so we can talk out the rest of this."
Skye squeezed her eyes shut. Even she could hear the lie in his voice, and one look at Lucas told Skye that he had caught it too. Lucas smirked. "Nice try, Father. But we both know that you aren't a very good liar."
"Lucas, bring Skye back," said Taylor, sounding exasperated now. "She needs medical attention, especially after tonight."
Skye frowned, looking down at herself. To her surprise, her clothes were covered in ashes and she had a few burn marks on her arms and legs. Skye looked back up at Lucas, her eyes wide; what had happened back at the camp?
"She's fine," defended Lucas, his eyes softening as he looked over at Skye. Taylor scoffed on the other line.
"Really? So she isn't hurt in any way? Even from before tonight?"
Both Skye and Lucas knew exactly what Taylor was talking about. Skye raised a hand involuntarily to feel the scar on the back of her head, and Lucas caught the movement out of the corner of his eye. "She's fine."
"You aren't such a great liar yourself, son."
Skye frowned slightly. Taylor's voice sounded a lot closer than it had before, almost as though he was really there. Suddenly, Lucas reached out and grabbed Skye off the ground, holding her close to his body. The whir of Sonics made Skye look around Lucas's body to see Taylor pointing his Sonic at them, along with about fifteen other soldiers from Terra Nova.
"Let go of her, Lucas," growled Taylor, jerking his Sonic threateningly. Lucas smirked lazily, tightening his grip around Skye. She shifted uncomfortably before realizing what it probably looked like to Taylor. His eyes hardened, and he held out a hand to stop the soldiers from shooting.
"Reverse-tracked the communicator?" asked Lucas, not looking the least bit surprised. Taylor's eyes narrowed slightly, confirming Lucas's suspicion. Skye could make out what looked like Reynolds standing behind Shannon, and she looked away quickly before she caught his eye. That was the last thing she wanted to deal with at that moment.
"Here's what's going to happen," said Lucas, raising his gun until its tip was resting on the side of Skye's head. Skye looked up at Lucas and raised an eyebrow discreetly, and he looked down at her and widened his eyes slightly to let her know that he wouldn't actually shoot her. "You're going to turn back with your little posse and drive all the way back to Terra Nova without looking back once."
"What makes you think we're going to play along with you, son?" asked Taylor, his voice dangerously soft. Lucas laughed, clicking the trigger of the gun threateningly. Everyone except for Skye flinched, wanting to push Lucas away but knowing that they didn't have a chance.
"You and I both know why you're going to listen to me," said Lucas, his voice low. Skye sought out Wash in the crowd of soldiers and her eyes widened when she saw that Wash's eyes were watery and apologetic. Skye wanted more than anything to comfort Wash, because she knew that Wash was blaming herself for everything. But Skye forced herself to look down at the ground, her head feeling numb.
Suddenly, Wash stepped forward, and the soldiers fell quiet. Taylor made a movement to stop her, but Wash threw out her hand to signal for him to stop. She walked towards Lucas, her eyes steely. Lucas clicked the trigger again, but Wash didn't flinch. She raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Why are you stopping yourself? Go ahead, Lucas. Shoot her."
Skye could feel Lucas's heart pounding through his chest as he clutched her to him. Taylor was standing on the balls of his feet, ready to run in at any moment. Wash's stance was strong, the stance of someone who wasn't going to step down. Shannon's gun was raised and steady, ready to shoot. Skye looked up at Lucas, and at the last second she realized what Lucas was intending to do.
"Lucas, no!" Skye broke free from Lucas's iron grip and grabbed his arm, moving his target just as he pulled the trigger. The bullet shot out of the gun and whizzed past Wash's ear, singeing her hair as it went. Skye turned back to meet Lucas's eyes, horrified.
Before Skye could say another word, Lucas grabbed her by the waist and took off into the trees, running at an almost inhuman speed. Skye could hear the soldiers running close at their heels, and Taylor shouting for Lucas to stop. Suddenly, a bullet whizzed past Skye's head, narrowly missing Lucas's back. Her eyes widened as she realized that the soldiers had swapped their Sonics for guns; they were shooting to kill.
A second bullet came whizzing through the trees, pegging Lucas's leg. Skye gasped as Lucas staggered and fell to the ground, clutching at his calf. She looked up as the rest of the soldiers came running through the trees, their guns trained on Lucas. Wash pushed through the sea of soldiers and pointed her gun at Lucas's chest, her eyes narrowed with determination.
Skye lunged for Lucas just as the bullet left Wash's gun, a protective instinct spreading through her. She felt the bullet enter her side with a numbing pain, and she collapsed on top of Lucas. He scrambled to his knees, cradling Skye in his arms.
"Skye!" Lucas shook Skye gently, trying to see if she was still conscious. Skye found that she could still somewhat see and hear, but she didn't have the strength to respond. Her eyes were fluttering closed, and her hands closed around Lucas's.
Skye's eyes trailed past Lucas to see Taylor aiming his gun at Lucas. His bullet entered Lucas's back, and Lucas crumpled onto the ground next to Skye, his eyes watching hers as she blacked out moments later.
Yaaay! Finally, some action! For some reason, I find action so much more fun to write compared to romance. There's a lot of action coming up, so that's something to look forward to! Anyways, till next time :)