fandom: Terra Nova
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Spoilers specifically for TN 1.6 "Bylaw" and 1.7 "Nightfall", with bits from further episodes. These drabbles complete the series. They end before the season does; but the stories I want to tell after this point can't be reduced to this format. So. More later; but this is it for now.
title: Psychological Warfare
word count: 200
challenge: #74 - lost in translation
She tracked the Sixers until they cut Shannon loose, then broke cover.
The little girl Mira had Trojaned into the colony had refused to explain why while her brother was supposedly held hostage: so, Buffy had snuck OTG to see what was the what, against her great-nephew's orders. Only to stumble over her nominal boss getting caught doing likewise. So she'd followed along, waiting for the right moment to intervene.
He stopped and winced as he spotted her. "You."
"Me," she agreed, crossing her arms. "Well?"
"She wasn't lying this time," Shannon shrugged, hand on the boy's shoulder. "You going to arrest me for rescuing him?"
"Depends on whether you bought Mira's speech before she let you go," Buffy replied, tartly. The terrorist leader had spouted a load of Fyarl snot about Taylor and Terra Nova's true purpose. Buffy appreciated Shannon's determination to do the right thing-- but whether she could trust that depended on what he believed the right thing was.
"You trying to tell me your uncle doesn't have his own agenda, too?" he parried, skeptically.
Truthfully? She did have questions. Where the hell was Lucas, for starters.
"Fair enough," Buffy sighed. "C'mon, then. We'll talk more later."
title: Devil in the Details
word count: 200
challenge: #106 - it isn't what it looks like
Working conditions improved after Shannon and Buffy found common ground. He was surprisingly competent, and his crazy had turned out to be the canny kind. Family conditions worsened, though: Nate went all prickly on her after she brought up the subject of his missing son.
That made her hesitate when she overheard Shannon's eldest talking about meeting Mira with the barkeep while everyone else was busy solving a murder. She didn't want to rock the boat further-- or distract from the investigation-- without proof. So for the second time in as many weeks Buffy snuck outside the gates alone, tracking an idiot boy and a girl too sweet on him to be smart.
...And for the second time in as many weeks, Mira appeared to make demands, giving away more with what she didn't say than what she did. She made a heavy-handed deal with Josh to save his girlfriend back uptime-- but completely ignored Skye. No glares, no threats, not a word.
...Which made zero sense unless Mira already had enough leverage to keep her biddable. Skye Tate: Nate's foster daughter. A spy he'd never suspect?
Forget rocking the boat; Buffy was going to capsize it with that report.
title: Turning the Tide
word count: 200
challenge: #95 - swifter, higher, stronger
Nate studied his aunt, arms crossed, as everyone else scattered to his orders.
"So." He was still angry about the revelations of the last week, and her continual poking at the raw wound of Lucas' absence, but realistically he couldn't blame her for either Skye's confession of betrayal or a desire to see her other great-nephew. So he was trying to be civil. "Just how comprehensive was that augmented warrior program of yours? If there's an attack while the defenses are down...."
Buffy glanced around at the debris flung up by the second meteor's sonic wave, then frowned and-- reached. He didn't see where it came from, but an old-school weapon with a curving metal blade appeared in her hand. "I can handle it," she said-- and suddenly he could see the years in her eyes, past her distracting physical youth.
"Good," he said, gruffly. "Let's hope you don't need to."
Watching her dance with a 'saur outside the fence later on, he had cause to remember that fierce expression-- and be glad he'd trusted her enough to spread a few men out in case of a diversion.
Maybe, just maybe, his colony really did have a chance for survival.
title: All Together Now
word count: 200
challenge: #85 - making do
"They'll know by now," Skye said fretfully, curled up in a chair on the balcony outside Nate's office. "I've missed too many reports. My mother's probably...." Her face contorted.
Buffy sighed. She'd done some short-sighted things at that age herself. But seriously. Skye should have told Nate the Sixers had her mom ages ago; they might've been able to use Skye as a double agent, if not save the woman outright. "Maybe not. They won't know why, right? So they'll probably try to pressure you about the box again first."
"You think so?" Skye replied, plaintively.
"Yep," she said, remembering Kralick and her own mother. "That gives us some time; we'll think of something."
"And until then, life in Terra Nova goes on," Nate said, exiting the office. "Deputy? I believe Shannon's looking for you."
His smile was warmer than it had been, lately. He still hadn't talked about Lucas, but he seemed more-- optimistic, somehow?
Buffy decided to take that as a positive sign. They might all be learning on the job, but they wouldn't lose the past like they'd lost the future. "On my way," she smiled back, then squeezed Skye's hand and headed down into the crowd.