Fear and Loathing - MASTERLIST
Fandom: seaQuest 2032
Summary: (Part 2 of The Right Thing - this will be a chaptered fic) Captain Hudson knows that you and Lucas are more than just friends, and after changing your shift rotations to make sure you’re not on duty together, you take things into your own hands and request a transfer from seaQuest. Before your transfer can be processed, officers and crew begin showing signs of extreme anxiety, anger and paranoia. Some are worse affected than others, you being one of them. Can you fight for not only your relationship with Lucas but your state of mind?
Pairings: Ensign Lucas Wolenczak x FemLieutenant!Reader, Commander Jonathan Ford x Lieutenant Lonnie Henderson (only slight)
Warnings: Language, violence, insecurity, angst, paranoia, anxiety, mental instability, very mild sexual references, age difference/gap.
(Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5) (Chapter 6) (Chapter 7) (Chapter 8) (Chapter 9) (Chapter 10) (Chapter 11) (Chapter 12)
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Too High a Cost
Fanfiction _ SeaQuest
Fictober 2022/ Prompt #11: “Think! For once!”
Summary: The Marauder manipulates Lucas into surrendering himself – but at what cost?
Author’s Note: Just a little ficlet. Hope y’all enjoy!
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“Lucas! Think! For once!” Bridger’s voice was harsher than he intended, but he couldn’t help the fear rising through his chest. “Get him back here! Now!” He barked at no one in particular and to everyone around him.
“I am thinking, Captain,” Lucas argued on the Vid Link. He’d taken the Stinger – again. “The Marauder made the trade very simple.” Lucas looked so defeated; it was heart breaking. “The SeaQuest’s safety… for me.”
“Lucas, men like this don’t honor their word,” Wendy Smith tried, stepping closer to Nathan, placing a comforting hand on his elbow. “Once he has what he wants…,” she trailed off, shaking her head. “He’ll always want more. They will always want more.”
Lucas’s brow furrowed, and his eyes narrowed as if he were re-evaluating his choice. “But I… don’t I at least have to try?”
“Captain, we have incoming,” Ortiz called out.
“Fire interceptors,” Bridger replied. “Lucas, please!”
“Interceptors fired.”
“Captain, they’re not just targeting us,” Tim said, looking back at his commanding officer, fear evident on his pale features. “They’re targeting Lucas, too, sir.”
“Lucas! Get back here now!” Bridger cried, the fear swelling inside his chest. This was just like Robert. Just like…
“Captain!” Lucas cried, recognizing the oncoming attack, and realizing he had no time to escape. Wendy’s grasp on Bridger’s elbow tightened as a small cry escaped her. “Captain, I’m sorry! Capt - !” The teen’s cry was cut off by the explosion, the Vid Link communication now just static.
The Bridge was still, as if every crewman were collectively holding their breath, unable to believe what they’d just witnessed. Surely…
Lonnie held a hand to her mouth, hot tears pressing at her lashes while sobs cut at her throat. Tim was visibly shaking, and Tony was staring at the screen, mouth agape. Surely…
“We’re being hailed, sir,” Tim’s voice was strangled as he said the words.
A long pause. “Put them on the screen, Mr. O’Neill.” Bridger knew what shock felt like; he’d been through this before. Just put one foot in front of the other…
“The boy and I had a deal, Nathan.” The Marauder's face filled the screen. Wendy could feel the rage seeping off Brody and Ford, both remaining silent for now. “You shouldn’t have encouraged him to break it.”
Nathan Bridger was not always thankful for the military, but in this moment he was. His training and years of experience kept him cool-headed, and the words he spoke rang out like a death knell. “You attacked an unarmed vessel with a child at the helm. I will find you, and I will take great pleasure in delivering you to the deepest, darkest prison the UEO can find. I suggest,” he looked the Marauder dead in the eye, “that you run, because when I find you – when we find you – you’ll wish you never targeted a trusting soul like Lucas Wolenczak.”
The Marauder didn’t reply, but Nathan could see it in his eyes: fear and doubt. The screen went blank, and Bridger sank in his chair, closing his eyes.
Wendy hadn’t been listening to the Marauder’s taunts or Nathan’s promises. She’d been shoving the emotions of the crew back, back, so far back so she could reach out and try to touch what she hoped was still there. Faint, so hard to hear, but it was there. Her eyes flashed open, and she whirled to the Captain. “Nathan. Nathan!” Bridger reluctantly opened his eyes, catching the look she was giving him. He sat up straighter. “Nathan, he’s alive. Lucas is alive!”
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