Lucy came in. "Any news?" She got behind a desk. Ready to do some research. "Flynn time traveled again." Their boss spoke.
Wyatt crossed his arms. "To where and what time?" he and Lucy shared a glance. "18 April 1755." Lucy looked up. "It is the war of Independence. The colony wanted independence from Great Britten because they disliked that they had to do what they got told by their government overseas." Everybody looked at Lucy. "Paine wanted that the people of the colony could decide what they wanted to do. A war that was a total bloodbath was the result." Wyatt was impatient. "Great." Lucy turned her chair so that she sat in the exact direction to where Wyatt was standing.
Rufus looked confused. "So what does the terrorist want to do with that date?" Lucy wanted to answer him but got interrupted by Wyatt. "Maybe he wants to make the British win the war?" He looked over at Lucy. "But what would be so important about that date?" everybody looked at Lucy once again. "Let me search." Her fingers moved fast as she searched through the history record files she owned because of being a historical teacher at the university. The thinking on the keyboard filled the room as the others waited patiently and impatiently. "The midnight ride."
"The midnight who?" asked Rufus. "The midnight ride. In the night of April 18 the British where coming for Lexington and Concord, also better known as the battle of Lexington and Concord. Outside of Boston Paul Revere warned the people on the countryside by driving as fast as he could to spread the message. He even made the now famous lantern signal on the old North Church so that he could get over the river…." She was silent.
"Preston?" Denise spoke. "Flynn is going to get Revere killed, I'm sure of it! It would change America like we can't possibly imagine. It would be a change with a catastrophic result." "Than we have no time to lose."
Lucy, Wyatt and Rufus got into their new costumes. Wyatt looked like a farmer. A white blouse and a brown pan talon. High brown boots and a big belt on his waist. Rufus had the same clothes, but a bit different. It was less neat. Less civilized to fit the standard of the time for black people. Clothes of slaves. "I really get into the life of my ancestors." He said inconvenient.
Rufus was starting the time machine as he thought about going back in time to a period black people where slaves. It was always a kind of anxiety that came with it. He did not felt safe when he got back in time and to certain time periods where black people, who are people like everybody else, where treated less than their white counterparts in the British Colony.
"Another adventure huh." Said Wyatt as he took place in the seat and buckled up. "You look great." Said Wyatt as he looked down at the outfit Rufus was wearing. "I do not feel great." Rufus replied.
Lucy got inside the time machine with a blue dress and a hat with flowers on it. "What?" she asked the two of them as she took place and struggled with the belt once again. Wyatt unbuckled his own to help her with it once again. "Thank you. I never seem to get the hang of this." Lucy said a bit annoyed at herself for not being able to do it herself after like seven time travel sessions.
"Get ready." Rufus said as the machine started to shake violently. Woooz gone.
A loud bang was heard after they got landed in history. Traveled through time once more and it would not be the last. The three of them knew that all to well. Flynn was never going to stop. Flynn believed he did good deeds for the people by changing the past and not thinking about families who would not exist anymore. Just like Lucy's sister. Gone, never being around in the living world. Or even in the dead one.
The door opened and a warm spring sunlight touched Lucy's face. Making her shine like an angel. The three of them got out and looked around them. "It smells so fresh." Rufus said as he inhaled deeply.
"That is because the human race had no machines yet in the 18th century and so no carbon monoxides in the air now. Just for a century more or so will it be this clean." "Enough chit chat. There is work to do." Wyatt took off. Walking to the trees and disappearing out of sight. Lucy and Rufus followed. Leaving the time machine behind in the open field in the middle of a big gorgeous forest that once and at some parts still where from the native American locals.
The three of them walked for over an hour. "So this guy warned the farmers and their families fort the British?" Lucy tried not to slip on the trail because of the dress she was wearing. "He did. But he later got on a British patrol at the place Lincoln together with two others. He got captured and interrogated under gunpoint." Wyatt kept on walking but Rufus was kinda curious. "Did he die?" he asked Lucy, wanting to know if Paul Revere died there or not. "After the war he still was political active next to his job as a blacks mid until he died at the age of 83 on May 10th, 1818." "Damn." Rufus said. "He sure had a long life." Lucy replied as she continued to walk.
Just outside of Boston did the three of them walk on the side of the road. "So on this road we can encounter him?" Wyatt asked. "Most likely. Joseph Warren did send Revere out to warn the people outside of the city all the way to the two places that are in this mess and he will cross through here." Wyatt stopped and turned around fast. "Wait you do not know which road it is exactly?" Wyatt couldn't handle another thing working against them.
"I may have learned most of American history, but I do not recall every single detail. Also I see no signs with street names on them so I do not really have a helping hand here." Lucy was right, Wyatt had to give her that, but he still was kinda not wanting this kind of shit happening on this mission. He wanted to get Flynn once and for all.
It started to become dark as they continued their journey. In the distance the sound of running horses was getting closer and closer into the reach of their hearing.
BANG! A horse made an overwhelming sound of shock. They hid inside the bushes as the horses and horses got closer and closer into their hearing range. Lucy tried to see who it was. The silhouette came closer and closer and she saw him. Flynn. "Wyatt it is Flynn!" she shook him. Wyatt took out his gun, ready to shoot.
He was concentrated, calm, steady and ready. His finger on the ticker of the gun he brought with him from his time. He pulled and the sound filled the air and the bullet moved itself towards it's target. It missed. "God dammit!" Wyatt shouted. He couldn't believe that he had a clean chance but missed it! "I missed him, I almost got the son of a bitch!" Wyatt was so angry at himself failing to end Flynn yet again. "You get another chance." Lucy said kindly to him.
"Guys." Rufus stood a few feet away from the others looking at the dead horse and it's owner. The horse was still alive, but the man wasn't. The horse was in serious pain, bleeding from the wound it had in its neck. "What?" Wyatt asked. "You guys do not wanna see this. Or well maybe you guys do." Lucy and Wyatt got towards Rufus and saw the horse and the dead man. Wyatt took out his gun and shot. "Jesus!" Lucy screamed as she jumped slightly in the air because of the shock of a gunshot close near her.
The horse was gone, a bullet right between its eyes. Rufus just looked at the horse that got shot right before his eyes. "Rufus turned the man around?" "No, dead people are filthy because well he is dead." "Just do it." Rufus signed but moved towards the dead man and turned him around by pulling him by the man's shoulder. The man's face came into the light of the lighter Wyatt had in his hands. "O my God. That's him." Rufus looked at Lucy. "The him?" Lucy couldn't believe it. "This is Paul Revere."
"We have to make sure history will not change worse than it will now." Lucy thought about what she could do to make the result of Flynn's action as light as possible while talking with the two men before her. They walked fast. The silhouette of a church became visible by the light of the sun in the April night sky. "Is that the church?" Rufus asked. Lucy tried to see a resemblance but it was way to dark to notice any detail. "I can't see detail so I don't know. Maybe we can go there and see if it is the church." Lucy held her skirt high above her feet so she wouldn't trip again just like she had for two times now.
"Lets go before Flynn is one step ahead of us." They moved towards the church. Once they got by the door Rufus knocked on the wooden door. "I am sure this is the church. We have to make sure that Robert Newman will put the lights on. Because that is" the door opened. "Good evening." Said the old man. Wyatt and Rufus just looked at the man.
"Hello sir. May I ask, are you sir Robert Newman?" Lucy asked the man, smiling kindly while doing so. "Yes ma'am." Wyatt smirked at that word. Lucy glared at him for a slight moment. He just smiled at her with his goofy smile. He was enjoying it. Newman was looking at Rufus, looking him down.
"Sir I am her servant." Lucy looked at him, shocked but got back to her composure immediately. "He is. But we need to use your clock tower." Newman was confused. "It is to warn the patriots for the British. They are coming." Lucy tried to explain it to this man that she read about in a college class. "Of course I'll do anything I can do to help." Newman did let the three of them in and showed him the way to the tower.
"So what really happened?" whispered Wyatt while he watched the stairs. "Paul Revere got Newman to make a warning signal by using lanterns. Because Flynn got Revere killed, so now John Pulling and Thomas Bernard never helped with the lanterns and looking out for the British. We have to do that now." "History is a mess." Lucy looked over at him. "And I have to make it less of a mess." Wyatt nodded in response, because he knew Lucy was right.
Once they got in the clock tower did they watched out into the night. "Where are the lanterns?" asked Rufus." "I forgot to take them. Those are downstairs in a wooden shed." Rufus walked off, going to get the lanterns. He moved down the wooden stairs as fast as he could, without falling. He got outside and searched for the shed until he found it. Inside he found two, still good quality fort his time period, lanterns. "That this worked." He said to himself. "Where are the things when you need it." He had no time for searching, he needed to build the lanterns before the English would arrive and attack.
"We need two lanterns." Said Lucy to Wyatt and Newman right before Rufus returned. "The candles will work, but they will not last long." Said Rufus as he and Newman prepared to build it.
"Lucy keep an eye out." Wyatt took the responsibility. "To what side?" asked Rufus. "Towards the river. They come from there." Newman looked over at Lucy. "How do you know ma'am?" Lucy couldn't say she read it in like three centuries from now. "Uhm… I guess that sir, because it is the most logical."
Newman nodded. "It must be. Women are mostly right." Lucy twitched her mouth as she turned around to look into the distance again. She saw the river shining like a snake under the pale moon light. And the torches of the English. "They are coming!" Lucy yelled alarmed. "Than we have to work faster to get this done." Said Newman.
Newman and Rufus made sure the lanterns would hang steady, two over the river towards Charlestown and another one through the land on the other side of the Steele. The candles would shine bright into the darkness to show the signal as bright as possible. The signal that was an important part of history and hopefully it still would once they got back to 2016, centuries from now.
"We gotta go!" Wyatt thanked Newman and he took Lucy by the arm to get her away from here. "Take the horses!" Newman called after them. "Get on the horse." Wyatt commanded. "I don't know how to ride." Lucy said as she was out of breath because she ran in her heavy dress all the way down on the wooden steps that cracked under her weight.
"Rufus can you ride?" Wyatt asked Rufus. "I can, but I have not done it since I was a young kid." "Than you will now. Lucy get on. You will ride with me." Lucy didn't expect that. "Really?" "yes I'll help you on." Wyatt helped her on the horse, because it was not easy with a long dress and there were only two horses that they could use. Lucy sat before him, resting against his chest. It felt safe, but inconvenient at the same time. The three of them drove off, away from the danger behind them to warn others. Paul Revere couldn't anymore.
"The regulars are coming!" did Rufus yell as he drove ahead. "We have to get to Lexington." Said Lucy. "Rufus!" Wyatt yelled. "We have to get to Lexington!" Rufus drove back to ride next to Wyatt and Lucy. "Why? The battle happens there right?" Rufus looked confused for a moment. "There is a house we need to get to." She said. Rufus looked over at Wyatt. "We'll do as she says." So they drove towards Lexington while making sure people knew the red coats came.
Once they arrived at Lexington did Wyatt help Lucy of the horse. "So what house do we need to find?" Rufus asked Lucy. "Hancock-Clarke House. It is from wood, kinda looks like a cottage but it has two floors. We can't miss it." The three searched in Lexington for the house through the darkness. "There!" Lucy pointed into the direction at the wooden house. A light was flickering behind the curtains.
"Wait we don't know what we can expect." But Lucy already had walked off and knocked on the wooden door with her bare right hand. "She waited for a few moments that felt like half an hour. "It is in the middle of the night. What is so important to knock at my door at this hour?" this must be mister Hancock. Lucy just looked at him, mesmerized by yet again a good looking historical figure that was a part of making America as how she knew it. "Excuse my cousin. We had a long right. The English are coming. They come for Lexington and Concord." Wyatt spoke. "Really?" "Yes sir. Please let us in. We need to discuss a plan of action, sir Revere did send us." Lucy was impressed. He was good. The man did let them all inside and gave Rufus a dirty look. Rufus signed. "History is really amazing for my kind of people."
They stepped inside the house, the fire place had a fire in it. The wood burning in the flames. Two men sat on two chairs. Wyatt and Rufus looked at them. Rufus very uncomfortable by them looking at him. "Just ignore them." Whispered Lucy to Rufus. "Yeah if that works." Lucy looked at the men. "That are Samual Adams and Dawes." Rufus took place on the other side of the room. "I liked the Alamo more." He whispered to himself.
"So who was supposed to ride with Revere?" Wyatt whispered to Lucy. "Dawes. And a Doctor I do not see yet."
"So how many British soldiers are coming our way?" "Around nine hundred. We have to prepare a lot of men." Lucy listened to the conversation as she took place next to Rufus. "What is the main target? Lexington?" Samuel Adams asked. "Concord." The two men looked at each other and started whispering, ignoring Wyatt. Lucy got back on her feet to walk towards the two men. "Maybe Dawes can drive with us to Concord." Lucy looked at Dawes who smiled at her. "That is my pleasure my lady."
"Then we go now. Hey you" Rufus looked up at Dawes. "make my horse ready." Rufus stood up and wanted to walk outside. "Rufus stay." Wyatt commanded as he looked straight at Dawes. "He is our coachman. Our carriage broke down, the wheel broke. He is the smartest person I have ever known so he deserves some respect." Lucy looked at Wyatt and to Dawes and back at Wyatt again. Dawes nodded and walked into the night. "Thanks." Rufus looked at Wyatt. "Always." And with that the others where going to ride the midnight ride.
They rode fast through the night. Warning the townspeople as they rode closer to Concord. Another man drove towards them. "I look for Revere." Dawes spoke to the man. "He is dead." "What is your name sir?" Lucy asked the young man who was about the same age as her. "Samuel Prescott." "We need your help. We need to get to Concord and let the church bell ring so we are in time to warn the people in the area that the British are coming." Prescott nodded. "I will help. It is saver together." And with that the group of six drove towards Concord until they got at an English road block on Lincoln road. "Stop!"
"Shit!" said Rufus." Pistols where pointed at them, ready to fire. "Get them!" yelled the officer loudly. Prescott took his change he turned his horse to ride away. The horse jumped over a wall into the forest. Dawes also rode off fast, two soldiers following him.
"Sir are these the Patriots you told me about?" a British officer walked forward, talking to someone who walked into the light of the torches. Flynn.
"Yes sir. They are always in my way. Her and her companions. They are traitors." Flynn was calm, to calm as he spoke. "Shoot the men." The gun's pointed at the men. "No!" Lucy screamed. Take them of the horses!" yelled Flynn. The soldiers moved forward and tried to pull Lucy of the horse. Wyatt held her close against her, his arms around her middle. He would not let her go. Rufus fell of the horse onto the solid ground. The horses started to become hysterical because of the drama that started to evolve.
Lucy got pulled away from Wyatt who tried to get up on his feet to get after her. "If you harm her I'll kill you!" Wyatt yelled at Flynn. "I will not Wyatt Logan." Wyatt and Rufus sat on the solid ground with their knees. There clothes dirty. Rufus closed his eyes. Wyatt just stared at Flynn before he turned his attention to Lucy. They looked at each other, there was nothing to be said. Lucy's eyes started to become watery. She would see her friends get shot before her eyes at any moment. Through the night the sound of church bells started to fill the air. He made it. Lucy thought.
The soldiers got distracted and Wyatt took his chance. He got up to his feet and kicked one soldier in his private part. Rufus stormed forward and forced himself against one soldier. Wyatt pulled out his gun that he brought with him on every time travel journey for extra precaution. He fired. And two of the three soldiers fell to the ground. He pointed the gun at Flynn. "Let her go." Wyatt commanded. "I let her go if you let me leave unharmed."
Wyatt still looked Flynn dead in the eye. "Wyatt." Lucy's voice was soft. She was scared. A few seconds went by before Wyatt spoke. "If you let her come to me I let you go." "Wyatt what the hell?" Rufus said. "Not now Rufus." The two men looked each other dead in the eye. Flynn whispered in Lucy's ear. "One day you will be on my side." "Never." Lucy responded. Flynn pushed Lucy forward who was free again, Wyatt tried to shoot Flynn, but Lucy stopped him. "We need him alive. He knows things and we need to find out what before you shoot him." Wyatt looked at him. "He is a murderer.
He almost did let you die a few weeks ago!" The bells still filled the air. "I know but he knows things, he has a diary I have not even written yet and I need to find out what he knows." Wyatt looked at her. "Fine." But he was not glad that he missed the chance yet again, but this time because of something he knew Lucy needed to figure out. "The battle started." Said Rufus once he heard the first battle sounds and gun shots. "Than it is time for us to leave."
Back in the lab of Mason Industries all of them had a meeting up in the conference room. "Lucy Preston and her companions Rufus Carlin and Wyatt Logan are the patriots from the midnight ride." Mason and Denise looked at the three of them with the expressions on their face that thought – what the hell happened?
"We had to do it ourselves because Flynn killed Paul Revere, because Flynn is a crazy lunatic." Said Rufus. "Who is that?" Denise asked in curiosity. "He was the one who did the midnight ride." Answered Lucy. Mason talked. "That is not written anywhere." Rufus, Wyatt and Lucy looked at each other. They were the ones who knew that the others never remembered the real history, how history should have happened and how the present had supposed to be.
To read about the event go to the wiki page named Paul Revere or Battles of Lexington and Concord.