Wyatt walked in to see Lucy sitting on a bed in the corner of the room, looking at a screen. She was sitting with her legs crossed under her and she was crying silent tears. Her eyes large and red. Too large for her face Wyatt thought. She was in sweats that were to big…she looked lost. Lost and broken, and it ripped his heart open.

He walked into the room a little more, so she could see him, but she was so engrossed into what she was looking up that she didn't even notice him. He walked closer making sure to make noise, hoping that she would hear him. But nothing, so he walked over and sat next to her gently on the bed. Leaning back against the wall next to her he looked over her shoulder to see what was on the computer. His heart broke for her when he saw her looking at a picture of her with her mother. He didn't know what to say, it had been 3 weeks. They had been on 4 different missions, following Emma and her mother and each time Lucy saw her she lost another little piece of herself.

He glanced down as he felt her lay her head against his shoulder, her eyes still not leaving the screen. He felt his heart shatter when she heard him whisper, "She really is gone…. isn't she?" He didn't know how to respond to her, so instead he wrapped his arm back around her and pulled her closer. "I think I kept hopping that she would …. I don't know…. Change her mind, tell me she was going to leave Rittenhouse. But after what she said on the last mission. I know that its over, she really is gone…. She really is never going to be my mom again." She finished turning her head into his chest.

Wyatt pulled her in closer, brushing his hand up and down her back. He had lost Jessica and it felt like his world was going to end. He had no clue how it would feel to lose everyone in your life. First her father, the one that raised her and loved her. Then her sister, a sister that no one know about, one she couldn't even share memories with anyone because it was like she never even existed. Now her mother, who was still there physically, but nothing like the memories she had.

One of Wyatt's hands cupped her head tucking it under his chin, the other picking up the laptop and setting it on the table next to them. Then he pulled her onto his lap, her face pushed against his neck. "I don't know how to make this better." He whispered into her hair, his lips brushing her temple. "I do know that I am right here, and you are not going to lose me. I know that Rufus and Jiya are here and care also. You are not alone, you will never be alone again."

She wrapped her arms around him and clenched at his shirt, pushing her face into his chest. He could hear her mumbling something, but it was lost in his shirt. He pulled her back slightly and brushed his fingers down her cheek, "What." He whispered.

She looked up into his eyes, "If I … if something happens…... just remember that I care about you." She whispered back.

Wyatt narrowed his eyes at her, "Nothing is going to happen to you… I won't allow it." He said with a bite.

She smiled at him eyes watering again, "Wyatt, if something happens … its not your fault. You have to understand that. You have to promise me that you won't blame yourself." She watched him shake his head no, so she cut him off before he could speak. "Wyatt listen to me, you don't know their plans…. You don't know they want…. Really what they want…. And what they are willing to do to get it. We are going to try and stop them, do everything that we can …... but if we can't, if something happens… you have to promise me that you won't blame yourself." She brushed her fingers down his face, stopping on his lips to hold a finger on them. "Promise me." She begged him.

She watched him think about it for a moment before he shook his head no at her. "I can't." He whispered against her finger tips. "Because I can't lose you too. So, I refuse to believe that I can't keep you safe…. Because the alternative is losing you…. And I WON'T to let that happen."

She set her head back against his chest, "Wyatt…... it won't be your fault." She said, hand brushing up and down his chest.

Wyatt reached down to grasp to her hand, "Tell me what's going on Luce…. Tell me what your mother said to you during the last mission…. Please." He tipped her face up to his with a finger, "I can't help… I can't prepare if I don't know everything."

Lucy sighed and laid her head back down, "It will only make you angry…. And there is nothing that you can do about it." She whispered.

"Let me be the judge of that." He said brushing his hand up and down her back again.

He waited but she didn't say anything, so he just kept brushing his hand up and down her back. He wasn't surprised when he felt her go limp in his arms, falling asleep. He tilted his head against the wall, refusing to let her go. She was hurting, and he was finally able to get her to rest. He would question her more later, but she needed to let go…. She needed to forget for a while… to rest. He slowly pushed off the wall and stood. Turning he kicked the blankets down with one foot while he held onto her. He slowly laid her down on the narrow bed, watching as her head rolled back to the pillow. But when he went to stand she reached out and to grasp his hand gently, "Stay with me." She whispered not opening her eyes.

He couldn't tell her no…... but more than that he didn't want to. All he wanted to do was wrap her in a bubble, to protect her, to hold her. So, he slid in next to her, laying on his side. She rolled over, so his front was pushed up against her back, her head resting on his arm. He slowly reached down to pull the blankets up over both of them. Then he wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her as close as he could. He pushed his nose into her hair and kissed the back of her neck, "I got you." He whispered and closed his eyes. They both needed rest, and this was the most comfortable and relaxed he had been in months. He breathed in her scent, felt her fitted against him and drifted into sleep.

It was dark when Wyatt woke up, he opened his eyes taking in the room, trying to figure out what woke him up. His arm was asleep under Lucy's head, but he didn't move, welcoming the tingling as he felt her against him. He listened, trying to figure out the noise he heard, and he glanced down when he felt Lucy twitch and her voice give out a low moan. "No." She whispered.

He slid his arm half way out from under her, so he could push up on his elbow. He looked down to see her face clenched. Her breath starting to come out in gasps. He brushed his hand down her face, "Shhhh…. You are ok, I got you." He whispered trying to calm her down, but all it did was make her more agitated. She started to shake, eyes closed tight her breathing now completely erratic. "No please don't… please." She begged between breaths.

Wyatt put his palm against her cheek cupping her face to turn to him, "Wake up Lucy, Wake up… I got you." He said to her, still trying to wake her up. His heart let out a sigh of relief when he heard her mumble his name. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, "Wake up and look at me Luce." He whispered not wanting to startle her.

He leaned back and watched her eyes flutter open and they were still unfocused as she whispered, "Promise me… promise me."

"Promise you what, Luce?" He said still gently brushing her face with his fingertips.

"That you will be ok…. That you won't let anyone hurt you." She said reaching up to grip his hand, her eyes still unfocused.

Wyatt looked down at her in confusion, "I am fine… I promise… I am right here." He said gently.

She rolled over to completely face him, burying her head in his chest, "Promise me you will be ok… promise me that no matter what happens you will be ok … that you will know that nothing is your fault." She whispered into his chest.

His face was mixed with confusion and anger… anger that she was worried for him. "I am going to be fine and so are you. We are in this together." But his resolve faded when her body started to shake as she pulled him as close as she could. He could hear the silent sobs chocking her, "NO… no ..no it won't." She whispered.

He tightened his hold on her. "Lucy tell me what's going on, I feel like I am missing something… you have to tell me because I can't be prepared if you don't." He said into her hair rubbing his hand up and down her back, their legs intertwined. He waited for her to slowly calm down, her breathing going back to regular deep pulls. When she finally leaned back to look in his eyes, he sees eyes her wide awake and searching. Looking and searching his face for something.

"What?" He whispered, his hand coming up to cup her cheek again. It was his hands favorite place to be. Touching her soft warm skin, nudging her face up to his to look into her eyes.

His breath catches in his throat as her face moves closer to his, until her lips are a breath away from his. He can feel the warmth breath on his face, "I think that I love you." She whispers before her lips brush his gently. All thoughts melt from his brain as it focuses on the soft warmth of her lips against his. His hand slides from her cheek to the back of her neck as he pulls her as close as possible. She slowly falls back against the bed and he follows her, his body falling to cover hers. Her hands slide around his rib cage to clench the fabric at the back of his shirt as her mouth opens for him. Then he is lost, lost in the kiss as his tongue gently touches hers for the first time. Her hands travel up and down his back creating fire everywhere that they brush. When her hands reach the top of his jeans, then slide under the fabric his breath catches in his throat as she pushed up against him.

"Lucy." Her name falls out of his mouth in a long moan before his lips captures hers again. She slides one of her legs out and over his hip, her foot wrapping around his leg and pulling him impossibly closer. He pushes back against her as her hand moves from under the waist of his jeans to under his shirt and across to brush her nails across his chest. His lips drag away from hers as she kisses down her face until he gets to the junction where her throat meets her collar bone and he bites hard enough to make her moan and arch against him. She slides her hand down his chest and stomach and when she goes to slide her hand into the front of his jeans he quickly grasps her hand to move it over her head. Sliding his fingers through hers above her head, he pushes her hand down making her body arch one more time into his. The friction makes him groan low in his throat and he pushes back, sliding over her completely so he is cradled between her thighs.

He slides his other arm up, so he is leaning on his elbow, boxing in her face, leaving her other hand free to begin her assault of his body again. Her fingers brushing here and there leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He moans her name again like a prayer… begging her for something, anything to stop the fire she is creating. But all she does is reach her head up to catches his lips again while slipping her hand under his shirt to pull it up and over his head. Their lips break apart as she slides his shirt over his head and when he comes back down he starts down her neck again. Biting and licking, then kissing until she is as lost as he is, her eyes sliding to the back of her head. This time its her that whispers his name in a broken moan. His hand slides out of hers from above her head to trail down her arms. When his fingers reach the underside of her breast she arches again this time begging, please, please, please.

When he finally cups the entire breast and rubs his thumb over her nipple he whispers to her, "Please what." Before leaning down to capture her lips again. Her breath is ragged over his lips as she kisses him, her body writhing under him, driving him crazy.

"Wyatt." She whispers dipping one hand into the back of his pants to clench at his ass that was tight pushing against her. Her other hand reaching to his face to bring him closer if it was even possible.

"Lucy." He whispers back biting her lip, his hand now reaching down to pull her shirt up slowly, his hand brushing her stomach. Causing her to dip her head back and arch into him agine.

But both of them jump when they hear the alarm go off through the bunker. They both pause, still tight against each other, breathing heavily. Wyatt dips his forehead down to rest against hers. "Do you think they will leave us alone if we pretend not to hear?" He whispered against her lips. He felt rather then saw her lips curl up, "I think they might come searching for us." She whispered back her hands slowly moving up and down his back.

He sighed deeply before reaching down to capturer her lips again for a quick but deep kiss. "This is not over." He said as he pulled back to look down at her. She gave him a small smile and brushed her hand down his cheek, her finger tips ghosting over his lips. "If I had my way we would never leave here." She whispered before reaching up to give him another quick kiss. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against her hers for one more brief second before the alarm went off again. "Fuck, we need a second team to take turns with." He gave her another quick kiss before getting up and standing next to the bed. He reached down to grab her hand and help her up. "Come on let's see where we are visiting today." He said reaching down to grab his shirt and pull it over his head.

They walked together silently down the hall until they saw Jiya and Rufus talking to Mason and Christopher standing in front of the computers. Rufus looked up to see them walk in, he frowned at them, "We have a problem." He said quickly.

Lucy and Wyatt sped up to stand next to the computers with them, looking down Wyatt said, "What's going on."

Rufus pointed to the spot on the computer, "They jumped again." He said not looking at them but at Jiya who was typing away quickly.

"Where do we have to go now and when?" Wyatt asked frowning.

Rufus shook his head, "That's just it… we can't go…. They shouldn't have gone." Without looking at Wyatt and Lucy.

Wyatt narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?" He asked looking more closely at the computer.

"They went to 1989." Rufus said sitting down next to Jiya to type at the computers, "We can't go back to 1989."

Wyatt moved closer still talking to Rufus, "I thought we couldn't go back to a time that we existed."

Rufus was still working as he said, "Its not that we can't… it's that we shouldn't…" he paused to look up at Wyatt, "because, oh I don't know it could destroy all time and space." He said looking back down.

Christopher walked over to them, "Do we know what they are doing?"

Rufus shook his head, "They jumped, here, in 1989…." He turned to Lucy," What happened here in 1989." He asked her.

Lucy shook her head at him, "Nothing."

Rufus shook his head again pulling up a new web page, "Something had to happen."

Christopher shook her head again, "Rufus even if we find out what… is it worth sending you if it could damage …. Everything." She said waving her hands.

Rufus shook his head, "I don't know…. Possibly if we get there, stop it and do it all fast and create no connection to anyone that we know… it might be ok. I do know that it has to be super important for them to risk it. Emma knows the damage she could do, she would only do it if it was the highest priority." He said.

"Or if she was told she had no choice." Lucy said softly. They turned to look at her, "She doesn't make the decisions. She is told what to do. So even if she disagrees she has to do what they say."

"Lucy what happened in 1989?" Rufus asked her again.

Lucy gave a small humorless chuckle, "Nothing…. I knew they were going to try and do something… but this is crazy." Now she had everyone paused to look at her. "That address that they went to… that's close to my elementary school. I was 6 years old that year." Lucy sat down in a chair and covered her face with her hands. "They went back for me." She said softly.

"What do you mean?" Wyatt said his voice full of tension.

"They are going back to tell my mother not to let me on the time machine project, they are trying to re-write me meeting you guys. To keep me in Rittenhouse." She gave a humorless laugh, "They are trying to erase me from your memories.

Wyatt turned to Rufus, "We can not let them do this. How do we stop them?" His voice urgent.

Rufus shook his head, "I don't know… even IF we go back to 1989, how do we stop Emma from talking to her mother…. And even if we make it there and back, why would she listen to us over someone from Rittenhouse."

Wyatt shook his head, "No…. we have to do something. We can't lose Lucy."

"Rufus, what will happen if we go back…. Tell the truth?" Lucy said softly.

"Honestly, I have no clue what will happen with them going back, if we go back it will be ten times worse." Rufus said softly.

Lucy nodded, "OK…... so we don't go back…." She said softly.

Wyatt shook his head, "NO…... we have to do something." He said his voice holding an angry clip.

Lucy shook her head and stood up, "Wyatt." She whispered to him, "Even if we did go back… even if we took a chance on destroying everything. How do we stop what they are doing?" she slowly touched his cheek, not noticing everyone around them. Not seeing the tears in their eyes, "We can't risk everything…... the world…... on a maybe."

Wyatt shook is head again, "No… I won't lose you again… I WONT!" he yelled his voice breaking as he pulled her close, "I can't Lucy. Plus, then you will be there, stuck with them. I won't let that happen to you." He clenched her shirt. "Please." He whispered into her ear.

Jiya stood up abruptly startling everyone in the room, "I think I have an ideal." She turned to Rufus, "They are changing Lucy's past right… not yours or ours." Rufus gave her a slow nod. "How long do you think they will stay in 1989?" She asked.

Rufus shook his head, "The shorter the time the better, the damage they will cause for every second…. worse."

Jiya sat back down, "How long have they been there now?" She asked beginning to set up the time machine.

Rufus looked over, "8 minutes." He said back, "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Setting up the time machine for 1900." Jiya said quickly. She looked over at Rufus confusion. "Whatever happens here, when you are in the time machine traveling. You don't lose your memories… right?"

Rufus gave a slow nod, "So we go for a day, that should be more than long enough, then come back. We still have all of our memories, no matter what happens."

Jiya smiled, "Yes so get in. Hurry before they jump back and it's too late."

Wyatt gave Jiya a huge smile and a fast hug, "You are brilliant." He said to her before turning to walk to the time machine pulling Lucy's hand. But he paused when she didn't move. He looked at her face which was still downcast, then looked at Rufus and Jiya who was now paused looking at him sadly. "What? Let's go." He said pulling at Lucy's hand.

When she shook her head no he felt his heart start to beat fast again, "Yes ...lets go quickly… before it's too late."

Rufus cleared his throat while Jiya went back to typing on the computer, "Wyatt … Lucy can't go.' He said softly.

Wyatt shook his head at them, "Yes the entire point is so that we don't forget." He said pulling Lucy's hand again.

Rufus shook his head at him slowly, "We can't risk taking her when its her life they are changing, we have no clue what could happen. We are going so we don't forget…. So, we can come back and save her."

Wyatt shook his head again more forcefully, "NO… I am not leaving her. She has to come with."

Jiya spoke up as she walked over to hand Rufus a thumb drive, "You have to go now…. Every second you wait they might be changing things, making us forget. If she has any kind of chance you have to go now." She said softly.

Rufus turned to Lucy who gave him a hug and whispered something in his ear. Rufus's face turned hard and angry at her words. But when she hugged him tighter she said something else that had him relax against her.

"We will be back to get you tomorrow." He whispered at her before turning and hurrying to the time machine.

Lucy turned to Wyatt and slipped her hand back into his, "Come on." She whispered leading him to the machine. When they stood by the door she turned to face him again. She looked up into his eyes that were now watering, "It will be ok." She said softly as she brushed her fingers down his face. His eyes closed as he leaned against her hand. "You knew… didn't you." He whispered. "That's what you were talking about earlier." His hand came up to his favorite place, cupping her cheek and bringing her forehead to rest against his.

She gently stood on her toes to brush her lips across his, "I knew they were going to try and do something…. My mother… she said she had plans for me….and she figured out a way to get me back… I didn't know it would be this." She whispered to him with her eyes closed. "Maybe…... maybe it would be better if you stayed…. If you forgot…."

"NO." He said harshly, "Even if…. even if I lose you forever… the only thing worse would be to forget you." He said pulling her tight against him. "Besides, I will be back in one day…... and I am coming for you in a day and half…ok?" he asked gently.

She wrapped her arms tight around him, burring her face in his chest, "Ok…... I will be waiting." She whispered.

"Wyatt, we have to go." Rufus called from inside the machine.

Wyatt pulled her in even tighter until Lucy gently pushed against him, "You have to go." But he shook his head, "I don't want to leave you." He said breathlessly.

"It's the only chance we have Wyatt… go." She said pushing him away from her again, "Go."

She watched as he pulled back again before leaning forward to crush his lips with hers. He kissed her with every emotion, every drop of love he could pour into it. The kiss bruised both of their lips and left them breathless. Wyatt stood straight up and looked her in the eyes, "I WILL see you tomorrow." He said softly before turning to climb up into the machine. He paused before her closed the door. "Say it back." He demanded.

"I will see you tomorrow." She said, her arms wrapped around her middle and tears streaming down her face.

"Good I have something I need to tell you then." He said as the door slid closed. He climbed into his seat, buckling in. He looked over at the empty chair across from him. "Rufus, I need you to tell me that this is going to work. That we are going to get her back."

Rufus started the machine getting ready to go, "We will Wyatt, we are getting her back."

Wyatt closed his eyes against the pain, against the nausea from the jump, against the desperate feeling to unstrap and open the door. He closed his eyes against the heartache and the fear. When they stopped, and the door slid open Wyatt stumbled out to throw up. He threw up over and over again as Rufus just sat next to him on the stairs, one hand on his back. They sat there all day, watching the fields that they had landed in sway in the breeze. When the darkness came they went back inside the machine, sitting in their chairs dozing but both unable to really sleep. When the sun rose again it felt like a hundred years had passed. And a few hours later when the 24-hour alarm buzzed then men sat back in their seats to strap in. No words had passed between them since the promise was made to get Lucy back. They were silent as they held tight to the straps, as they went back to their time. They were silent as the machine came to a still. They were silent as they unbuckled and opened the door.

Wyatt looked out at the computers … he saw Jiya and Mason. Christopher was walking towards them. But the one person he wanted to see was not there.

As they stumbled out of the door and down the steps the silence was finally broken, "Where is Lucy?" Wyatt said.

Jiya looked at him for a moment before she asked him, "Who is Lucy?"