This is probably the darkest fic I've ever attempted to write.
Title: Missing
author: Cindy Ryan
warnings: Implied rape/battery
pairings: Lucy/Wyatt
spoilers: all
category: AU
Lucy Preston knew sleep would be her greatest ally. Even when Flynn left in the mothership she was never left alone. There was always at least one henchman left behind to guard. Three days into her captivity Flynn was gone for his longest mission yet. However Lucy knew she couldn't count on him being gone for an extended period of time. She had to take whatever opportunity that presented her. Sleep would be Lucy's best chance. The man guarding her had to sleep sometime. Finally just when the historian thought she'd missed her opportunity her captor leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. Minutes later Lucy heard the most wonderful sound she'd ever heard; snoring. Lucy gave it a few more minutes and then she gingerly pulled the keys from his left jean pocket. Clutching the keys in her right hand Lucy held her breath watching Flynn's man. When he didn't wake Lucy turned and ran to the front door. She thrust the keys in the lock and turned. She threw the door open and was nearly blinded by bright sunlight.
Lucy made it halfway across the parking lot. She heard footsteps behind her but didn't dare turn. Pouring on speed Lucy ran as fast as she could but it wasn't enough. A shadow fell over hers and and then she was tackled brutally to the gravel. Lucy cried out in pain as she landed hard. The gravel cutting into her hands and face. Lucy kicked and got a few inches free and was able to scramble forward only to be dragged back with a curse from her captor.
"Where do you think you're going?"The dark haired man growled as he flipped Lucy onto her back pinning her.
Lucy dragged her fingernails across the man's face drawing blood. She smiled briefly before getting a punch to her right jaw for her trouble. Lucy's vision spun and darkened but she didn't pass out.
"Flynn will kill me if you escape."The man continued as he stood dragging Lucy to her feet with him."I like my life."
"I just want to go home."Lucy stated quietly as she met her captor's gaze.
"Well you're out of luck then aren't you?"The man snarled as he whirled Lucy around and slammed her against the wall of the building she'd been held in. "Boss is a determined man. If he wants you to stay; you're stayin'."
Lucy managed to get her left hand free and went for one of the man's eyes intending to gauge it. That move succeeded in only gaining her a broken wrist. Lucy felt tears escape when the bones snapped. The man slapped Lucy across the face and then began to haul her bodily inside. Despite the pain Lucy continued to struggle. She'd been so close to freedom. In response her captive grabbed Lucy by the shoulders and bodily threw her into the building. She slid face first across the floor towards the table and computer she'd been working on earlier. Lucy put her good hand out to brace herself but was surprised when the man stopped her slide and spun her onto her back. He straddled her and yanked her arms above her head pinning them with his left hand.
"Flynn won't be happy if you hurt me."Lucy said struggling to keep fear out of her voice.
The man smiled and Lucy felt cold sweep over her. She was alone with a man she'd just made very angry.
"Boss never said I couldn't have a little fun."Lucy's kidnapper responded with a sneer.
Lucy began to struggle again. This couldn't be happening; she wouldn't let it. To Lucy's horror between her inuries and the man's grip her battle was lost. The man undid his belt and pulled down his jeans. Bile rose in Lucy's throat and she tried once more to free herself. Blissfully her captor hit her twice more. Lucy's head snapped back against the cold cement floor and she fell unconscious.
Wyatt Logan hadn't slept in over seventy-two hours. Not for the lack of trying from his superiors. Though as Wyatt had repeatedly told his bosses at Mason Industries he was used to working under these conditions. Sleep didn't matter; what mattered was finding Lucy. From the moment Wyatt and Rufus had returned Jiya had tracked Flynn. Unfortunately he'd never stayed in one spot for more than an hour. By the time Jiya got a fix and they readied the lifeboat Flynn was off to another era. It was the most frusterating, maddening thing Wyatt had ever been a part of.
The loser in all this was Lucy. She was counting on them to rescue her and they were standing around watching computer screens. Agent Christopher had tried to assure Wyatt that Flynn needed Lucy. That her being a historian was keeping her safe. Wyatt had seen Flynn shoot too many people to count on Lucy's knowledge of history to keep her valuable and safe. He'd seen Flynn loose his temper. The man's primary concern was getting his family back. Anything and anyone that got in the way of that was expendable.
When Jessica was missing the San Diego police kept telling Wyatt the longer she was gone the colder the trail got. In Lucy's case they had nothing to follow. Flynn was jumping all over the place. Every day; every hour that went by Wyatt's instincts were screaming at him that they had to move that they had to bring Lucy home now or they wouldn't get a chance at all. Suddenly a plan started to form and maybe it was sleep deprivation but Wyatt thought it had a good chance at working. Wyatt found Mason in the launch bay near the computers and told the older man his idea.
"We have no information to..."Connor began but Wyatt interrupted as Rufus joined them.
"He's gone back to Sacramento twice; she's there."Wyatt stated excitedly. "He needs a base for the mothership and I bet Jiya could confirm a large power source near by."
"It's worth a shot."Christopher interjected having joined the group. "We're spinning our wheels here."
"Get the jet ready."Connor ordered.
"Thank you."Wyatt acknowledged as he left with Rufus close at his heels.
/Hang in there, Lucy./Wyatt pleaded silently. /We're coming./
