Gaah! I'm so sorry for the delay, but my school decided to bombard me with tests before the break -.-. To make up for how long this chapter has taken, I'm updating again tomorrow! :)

Btw, I was bawling when I found out that Fox dropped Terra Nova. They're out of their mind. But to put you guys at ease, Netflix may buy Terra Nova! That means Terra Nova may not be done! Let's keep our fingers crossed!

One last note before I start; for those of you who are fans of The Vampire Diaries, I've been writing a Klaroline story called Give Me Love. Check it out if you'd like!

Enjoy this chapter :)

Skye watched the men race around the bar, trying to find spare ammo and keeping a lookout on the path to the door. She was sitting on a barstool at the counter on Lucas's orders, waiting until they were ready to move out. Lucas's gun let out a threatening click as he loaded it, and Skye bit back a laugh at the wary expression on Mark's face. Letting out an impatient sigh, Skye slid off the barstool to see what she could do to help.

No sooner had her bottom left the stool, Lucas's head snapped up to seek Skye out in the crowd. She waved sarcastically, and Lucas narrowed his eyes in response. Before Skye could make her way over to him, Lucas had parted the crowd and was at her side. Skye looked up at him, smiling sweetly. "Hey."

"Hey yourself," said Lucas, reaching out to take Skye's hands in his. "Where're you off to?"

"Trying to make myself useful," replied Skye, raising an eyebrow, daring him to retort. Lucas sighed, lacing his fingers through Skye's.

"Bucket," started Lucas, but the look on Skye's face silenced him for a few moments. She pulled her hands out of Lucas's, folding her arms across her chest.

"There is no way I'm sitting back and letting you go out there," said Skye, pressing her lips together. Lucas opened his mouth to reply, but Skye cut him off. "That's final, Lucas."

"No," replied Lucas simply, the tiniest of smirks spreading across his face. Skye gave Lucas a real look, raising her eyebrows threateningly. Lucas wrapped his arms around Skye's waist, trying to pull her closer, but she pushed him away.

"That's not funny," growled Skye, giving him another shove in the chest. Lucas caught her hands, a full-blown smirk on his face. Skye frowned, placing her hands on her hips. "Seriously, Lucas. I'm coming with you. Now get me a gun or something."

Lucas laughed, managing to pull Skye into his arms again. "There is no way I'm letting you anywhere near a gun, Bucket."

Skye let Lucas hold her in spite of herself, leaning her head against his chest slightly. "I know how to shoot a gun. I've done it before."

Lucas stiffened slightly, and Skye looked up with wide eyes. "Wait, no, I didn't mean it like that – "

"I know," replied Lucas, pressing his lips against Skye's forehead briefly. "But you aren't coming with us. And that's final."

"That's not fair!" exclaimed Skye, getting looks from the soldiers around them. Lucas smirked slightly at her outburst, moving his grip to hold her by her waist.

"Besides, I have something else for you to do," continued Lucas, waiting for Skye to respond. Letting out a defeated sigh, Skye looked up at Lucas questioningly. Lucas looked around dramatically before leaning down to whisper in Skye's ear. "You're going to try and contact my father."

"Really?" Skye folded her arms across her chest, raising an eyebrow. "Communication duty? Really?"

"It's a very reputable job," replied Lucas, leaning down to brush his lips against Skye's. "Please? For me?"

Skye struggled to concentrate as Lucas moved his lips against hers, her arms involuntarily snaking around Lucas's neck to pull him closer. Lucas smiled against her lips, pulling away to talk. "I'll take that as a yes."

Before Skye could protest, Lucas placed another kiss on her lips and broke away. "I'll get you up to the fort once we get out of here."

"Not fair," growled Skye, folding her arms across her chest as he walked away. He winked as he turned around, and Skye made a face as he left. Though she would have given anything at that point to be out there with him, Skye knew that she would just be a distraction and would probably end up getting Lucas killed. Besides, she was the only person in Terra Nova at the moment who could intercept the phone lines.

Skye tapped away at the Plex in Taylor's office, trying furiously to get a connection. Lucas had dropped her off at the fort moments ago, and she had gone straight to the Plex. Though the bulky communication machine was available, Skye knew that the codes would be in Taylor's Plex.

"Dammit, Taylor, what's your password?" muttered Skye, flicking the Plex in frustration. After a moment of thought, Skye positioned her fingers to type and entered a single word.

PING

Skye smirked slightly, getting straight to work. Of course Taylor's password was Lucas. No matter how much he tried to keep his son away from her, Skye knew that Taylor really loved his son. Within the next few minutes, Skye had obtained the codes to get the machine to connect with Taylor's earpiece.

"Commander Taylor, come in."

"Skye?" Taylor's voice crackled through the machine, sounding hesitant and confused. Skye scrambled to respond, clicking buttons furiously.

"Commander, Mira got into the colony with the Sixers," said Skye, her words slightly slurred. "Lucas and the other soldiers are trying to stop her."

"Lucas?" Skye winced as she realized what she had just given away, but she narrowed her eyes when she realized that Taylor was guiltier than her at the moment.

"Yes, sir, Lucas," replied Skye, her voice heavy with sarcasm. "Imagine my surprise when it turns out he's alive! Who knew?"

Skye could hear someone choking back a laugh in the background, but it stopped abruptly after what Skye presumed was a cold glare from Taylor. "Skye, I can explain – "

"Right now, you should probably be trying to get back here," Skye cut across Taylor, not caring how rude she was being. She could hear Taylor conversing with Shannon and Wash for a few moments, and she folded her arms across her chest even though he couldn't see her. Of course Skye was still angry with Taylor, but she wanted him back in Terra Nova more.

"Alright, Skye, we're on our way back right now," replied Taylor, his voice firm. Skye heard him hesitate before continuing. "Lucas… he's helping Terra Nova?"

"Yes," replied Skye curtly, pursing her lips slightly. "There is such a thing as second chances, Commander."

Taylor coughed uncomfortably. "We're leaving now. We should be there within the next fifteen minutes, but for now stay safe, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah," muttered Skye, cutting the connection swiftly. She pushed the machine aside and got up out of Taylor's desk, headed for the door. She knew she was going to get hell for that later, but at the moment, she didn't really care. Just as her hand closed around the handle, the door burst open from the other side.

Skye pulled out the knife she had in her pocket, holding it expertly in front of her. She lowered her knife as Lucas walked in, holding his arms up sarcastically with a smirk on his face. Just as Skye stepped forward, she noticed that someone was behind Lucas. She peered around Lucas to look at a woman in her late twenties with long braided brown hair and eerily familiar large brown eyes.

"Skye, this is Rebecca," said Lucas, putting his hand on the small of Skye's back as he stepped aside so Skye could face the woman. "Savannah's mother."

I've been planning this character for a while too, I'm so excited about her! Sucks that she had to come in so late in the story, but I based her off of one of my cousins and she is going to be awesome. Till next time! And sorry again for the delay with this chapter!