It's been a few months since they saved Rufus. Hand in hand with the future version of themselves, they made it work somehow. Lucy didn't recall many things of the moments when she had to face her future self. It was brief and yet, intense. She has learned to accept many things since she time travelled for the first time but seeing not only

the future version of herself but Wyatt's too, well, that was too much. Scratch that, too much was watching future Lucy and Wyatt interact. They were so in sync. Equals. Partners. In every sense of the way if she dared to say. She couldn't envision this. How could they become "them"? How did they overcome what they've just been through ?

She never dared to ask. She never was with them long enough to build up the courage to. Of course, she caught them watching her, multiple times and without an ounce of shame which troubled her more than she could admit.

Whenever she got to be with Future Wyatt, he acted like he wanted to comfort her but he was restraining himself from doing so while the future version of herself was restraining herself to talk too much to her. They had multiple occasions to talk but they did not and she understood them : coming back in their timeline put them at enough risk, so talking about their future was not a part of the plan.

Although they didn't talk, their lingering looks, the way they talked to each other, the way they were controlling themselves in front of the team was all she needed to know that somehow, they made it work, together. And right now, she did not know what to do with this piece of information.

When things quieted a bit and with no news of the Mothership, the team used that time to settle a bit into a normal rhythm.

First of all, while they went to save Rufus, Agent Christopher made all the arrangements so they could be moved to another headquarters. Right after their future selves left, they did too.

Leaving the bunker was shockingly hard. Even though the place has held so much pain and sad memories, it had somehow became home in the middle of the chaos that was their lives.

The new Bunker was officially an upgraded version of their old one : each team member had his room, meaning no one was left sleeping in the common room. Aside from a new modern kitchen, there were two bathrooms and to Lucy's joy, one with a bathtub in it. There was also a new training room to Wyatt and Flynn's happiness where they would train separately almost every day.

Jiya and Rufus were joined by the hip and never wasted a moment to appreciate each other's presence. In fact, when they arrived to the new Bunker, they didn't waste anytime, and they began working with Connor on the technology that could lead them one day to time travel to a timeline where they exist. Watching them working, laughing and dealing together with Jiya's visions was very satisfying, and Lucy was more than happy to have contributed to this.

While she was happy for Rufus and Jiya, she couldn't picture herself being happy for the foreseeable future. She had lost Amy and her mother. A woman, who while dying, never lost sight of the path she chose for her daughter to follow. While Lucy spent most her life believing in fate, a certain soldier cracked open her beliefs and made her aware of the importance of her choices.

That soldier told her he loved her. He insisted she didn't have to answer back, to say anything. She didn't at the time and his declaration was left hanging in the air between them since. She was not avoiding him, but she was not building back their relationship were talking but not enough to start a meaningful conversation. The truth is she wanted space and he gave it to her. He was not putting pressure on her, and he seemed glad with what she had to offer to him right now.

She didn't know if she appreciated this or if she missed him too much.

Some days, she wanted to run to him. Tell him every thought she had. Kissing him with all she had and show him how much she loved him. And then there were days when she appreciated looking at him from afar without having to talk to him, isolating herself when she was overwhelmed by her emotions held too tightly in her heart. When that happened, she would start doubting herself, badly. She was restless. her thoughts wouldn't let her sleep. She would always go back to that fateful night, when she ran away from Rufus dying to pursue Emma. She would always come back to the moment when she pulled the trigger. She would always come back to the moment Emma took her down and started punching her like she was a human punch ball. She couldn't let Emma get away a second time.

That's why she started training, at night, when nobody would ask her what she was doing in there. She would put some training videos on, and that's how she built up her stamina first. The second part was tricky, because it included learning some defense moves and she knew her videos were just temporary help.

One night, she had some boxing gloves on and was angrily throwing punches at the punch ball picturing Emma on it when she heard a familiar voice behind her say :

" Aligning your legs to your arms when you throw the punches should help you gain more stability" , said Wyatt while approaching her slowly.

Lucy stopped in her tracks. She stabilized the punch ball with both of her gloved hands, caught her breath, eyed him suspiciously and said :

" What are you doing here ?"

Wyatt laughed , " Well, it is 3 o'clock in the morning. I am in pajamas. You're in training gear. I should ask you this question".

Lucy smirked, " Okay, you got me." She took her gloves off, paused, looked at him intensely and kept on "What do you say about going to the kitchen, make some tea, while I freshen up and change ? Let's say 15 minutes? " She already turned around in the direction of the bathroom, leaving him in the middle of the training room, when she heard him say on a lower tone " Sure thing, ma'am".

Fifteen minutes later, she found him nursing a black decaf coffee for him while a fuming teapot was waiting for her, next to her favorite mug.

She sat, poured the steamy liquid, and started talking :

" You must think this is weird. Asking you to have a drink with me at", looking at her watch, "3:30 in the morning,while everything is messed up between us since…"

" I thought we established long ago that we were anything but normal people. I even remember you calling us crazy "Wyatt interrupted her, putting a term at her misery.

"I remember. Weirdly, it was simpler times" Lucy sipped her tea and looked at Wyatt.

" You want to know why I am awake and training? Wyatt nods and gestures her to keep on :

" You already know Emma kicked my ass. But I never told anyone what really happened before. I had her. At gunpoint Wyatt. I pulled the trigger. There was no bullet left, that's the only reason she's alive. That's the only reason she barged into me and started beating my face. Since that day Wyatt, I've been restless". Lucy pauses, letting the information sink in." It scared me".

Wyatt takes a sip of coffee and stays silent. Lucy starts wondering if it was a good idea to even try to let him in when Wyatt interrupts her thoughts.

"Things between us are a mess. To this day, I believe this is the biggest mess I've ever let myself in. But I live by my choices. Don't be afraid of yours. I am not the best example at moving on, but I am trying. For myself. For you. For the possibility of us…" Wyatt paused, took a sip of his coffee and smiled :

"Lucy, you didn't change. You always had that fire inside you. Now. we need to channel it."

"We?" Lucy asked, her eyebrows lifted in curiosity.

" You might have managed by yourself till now, but what you need is a proper training."

" I can't expect you to train me", Lucy argued.

" I am offering my services" Wyatt argued back.

" Wyatt…"

" At least, think about it okay ? We are two grown adults, and I am not a kicked puppy, Lucy. I've made my bed and I lay in it. I am not gonna lie and say that I don't miss you. I miss you. And I am trying…"

" I know you do, Wyatt. I see it." She pauses and looks into his eyes. She exhales." I miss you too." Another pause. " But…" her voice trails.

" I know, Lucy." Wyatt interrupted her with a sad smile. He was not ready to hear those words coming from her mouth. He knew he will have to face it, sooner than later, but now was not the moment.

" I want to be here for you. In every way you might want me to be. I am here Lucy, and I am not going anywhere." Wyatt confessed.

Lucy stared in his eyes and all she saw was raw honesty and..love. This man loved her and would give anything to prove to her he was all awake with her in the middle of the night because she only wanted to talk was one of those things he was ready to do, just to be with her.

" Okay, I accept your offer, soldier" Lucy said.

" You won't regret it, Ma'am"

They stayed like this, staring and smiling at each other. For the first time in months, they were starting to get back on the same path. Together.