Hi guys, so I wanted to write about the way Lucy and Wyatt make their way back to each other. I cant stop ti think about it so I decided to get it all out.
"Back on track" is a companion pieces to this story, meaning that there will be scenes and dialogues from this story that will be published in it.
In Realization, I wanted to focus on their feelings and insight.
Hope you enjoy reading it :)
She always knew she loved him. In fact, she couldn't remember when she fell for him. It wasn't about one time. No, it was about moments. They were always about moments. The moment he took her hand and how she clung to him after Lincoln was inevitably shot. When he dragged her over the hump while fixing her tie. The Alamo. When he was mad because she couldn't pick a lock back in Washington, 1972. At that thought, she smiled to herself. When they kissed to lure Bonnie and Clyde ; that day, the only persons they succeed to lure were themselves. When, in a honest moment, he told her that he knew she wanted to help people even if she claimed she wanted to protect history more. When he said goodbye to her before stealing the time machine to save Jessica's life. When she asked him twice if he trusted her in 1954.
Bit by bit, her heart opened itself up to Wyatt Logan. God knows it was hard to let herself feel something for Wyatt. But her kidnapping happened, the thought of him dead almost got her killed. So she gave in. Hollywood happened. A night of pure bliss, the tension slowly fading away as they were memorizing each other's bodies. Futures. Possibilities. A moment, when she thought that in the middle of the chaos that became her life, she could have that glimpse of stability.
But none of the possibilities she imagined became a reality. Instead, heartache, pain, hurt, emptiness and poor alcoholic attempts to fill the void she was living in, followed.
The man she had trusted with her heart and life had hurt her. The man she put all her hopes and chances at happiness in had been in an impossible situation and it cost her, her sanity and heart.
What hurt the most had nothing to do with Jessica.
It was Wyatt, coming back, again and to be her friend, needing to comfort her while all she wanted was to be far away from him, from the life that became hers. But as much the need to escape was appealing, she couldn't. She wouldn't. She still had Amy to fight for.
She fought. Against own mother. Wyatt's attempts at getting close to her.
She fought the tears and breakdown when they learned about Jessica's hypothetical betrayal and pregnancy.
She fought the urge to scream at him and lash out back when he lashed out at her during their mission in 1863.
She fought the need to kiss him when she pulled from the goodbye hug she gave him. She knew he was leaving. She knew him that well. He has that intangible sense of honor and loyalty that made her love him more than he probably deserved. After all they survived together, she needed him to know that in another timeline, she would have been his as much as he would have been hers.
She fought the need to comfort Wyatt. She remembered asking herself how in the world could she think about comforting him after how reckless he acted. He gave her the answer she didn't ask for. She would have done the same thing if it was Amy.
She stopped fighting after she pulled the trigger on Emma. Her mother had died, in front of her. Rufus had died, without her by his side because she was blinded by her need for revenge. So she hadn't fought back when Emma barged at her and started hitting her. She didn't have strength anymore. That was it. She was done. Emma could end her right now. She didn't care. Not anymore. But Flynn rescued her. And she broke down in tears. For her mother. Amy. . Her heart was broken in billions pieces.
The bunker was silent aside from the fans' noises. She and Wyatt were sitting on the floor. It was pretty convenient given their situation. She thought that no rug was available anymore to be pulled from under her feet. She was so wrong. He told her he loves her. She couldn't believe the man. Shocked was not the word she was looking for. She was stunned. She barely registered what he said next but one thing kept her attention back in : he said he should have said it a long time ago. He said Rufus would have said " about damn time". What did he mean by this ? Suddenly, the void Rufus left make itself known. She wanted to run to him and beg him to say what he knew about Wyatt's feelings. She wanted to scream at him for not telling her once what he thought about the situation she had found herself in. She wanted him to walk in on them, right now, to put them both out of their misery. She couldn't believe he was gone.
Suddenly, they heard the noise of the Lifeboat landing. Near their own. She thought she had seen it all. Nope. Far from it.
They were standing right there, on their Lifeboat, looking confident and fearless when their present selves were nothing like this.
She realized suddenly that she was looking at the hope she thought she'd never see.