Hi, everyone! I keep going around and around in my head about Jessica's return, and I've finally started putting them on paper. I will warn you – I have no idea how far I plan on taking this. I really don't want to write the entire second half of season two. However, I want to get this out there, for others to enjoy as well. I am an absolutely Lyatt shipper, but I will try to be nice to Flynn. Throughout the piece, I try to keep a few quotes, and try to keep to main dates/names, but sometimes my fact-checking may be spotty. Please enjoy!

Chapter 1 – Wyatt's Miracle and Lucy's Nightmare

Wyatt stared into Lucy's eyes, caught in the happiness gleaming from them, when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He reached for it and barely took a glance, then took a double glance as all the blood rushed to his head.

"Wyatt? Wyatt, what is it? Wyatt!"

But Wyatt could barely here her. How? How was it…?

"MARRI! Marri!"

"Wait, what do you mean "Lucy and Wyatt finally did it?"

Rufus pointed and laughed at Jiya, sitting in her chair at the control panel. "I won! I won the bet! Its time to pay up!"

Jiya's brows furroughed. "Rufus, what bet? What are you talking about?"

"About Lucy and Wyatt finally getting together! Getting' their freak on! In 1941 no less!" Rufus bounced on his toes excitedly. Man, he couldn't wait to get paid. Jiya promised if he won, he would get that special move she did, as she slithered down him…

"MARRI! Marri!"

Rufus turned as Wyatt came roaring down the hallway towards them. He went to step in front of Jiya, but Wyatt just shoved him aside, and grabbed Jiya by the arms. "Hey man! Not cool!" Rufus protested. He grabbed Wyatt by the bicep, but it was rock solid.

"Jiya, who is Jessica?" Wyatt shouted.

What the hell?

"Jiya, who is Jessica?" Wyatt shouted into Jiya's face.

Lucy stood stunned behind him. He'd gotten a call and then…no….

"Your – your wife," stuttered Jiya.

"And when did she die?" Wyatt roared.

Jiya shook her head. "She – she didn't."

"WHAT?" Rufus shouted.

Oh, God. Wyatt's miracle had happened. And Lucy's nightmare begun.

"WHAT?" Rufus shouted.

Wyatt just stared at Jiya. "What do you mean, she didn't die?" He whispered haggerdly.

Jiya looked at him concerned. "I thought the mission went okay. Were you worried something happened to Jessica's timeline while you were gone? I can look, but last I checked she was fine."

Fine. She was fine. His wife, his Jessica, was fine. Holy shit.

The world narrowed as Wyatt crashed into a chair.

Rufus ogled at Wyatt, who looked dazed. He glanced at Denise, who looked confused, then looked at Jiya who seemed equally confused. "Wait, just wait. You are telling us that in this timeline, Jessica is what? Alive and kicking?"

Denise and Jiya nodded.

"She wasn't in your timeline?" Denise questioned.

Rufus turned to see Flynn standing with his arms crossed, watching the entire dramatic scene play out. This day just got weirder and weirder.

"No," Rufus shook his head. "No, in our timeline, Jessica died years ago. She was…"

"Murdered. She was murdered." Wyatt whispered. He looked absolutely stunned and stupefied.

Rufus shoved Jiya over from the computers and began frantically typing. There had to be an explanation.

"Maybe, maybe its something we did," came a tiny voice.

The hairs on Rufus' neck rose. He whipped around to see Lucy standing just behind Flynn. She stood with her arms crossed, her head bowed, and in those big, baggy clothes, she looked like a child who just learned that Santa didn't exist. Oh God, Lucy and Wyatt. They had just…and now…

Lucy's mind was racing. She could see Rufus typing quickly on the computers, but Lucy's mind was ahead of him. "Maybe, maybe its something we did." She said.

She moved forward towards Rufus. "That security guard in 1941, he died. That wouldn't have happened if the Rittenhouse agent hadn't shot at us. You said Heddy renewed her patent and her money made it big – that could have impacted any number of people, hundreds, maybe even thousands."

"No," Rufus said. "No, Lucy I don't think that was it. According to the records, while we were in 1941, the Mother Ship went back to San Diego, 1980, for approximately an hour."

Well, shit, Lucy thought. That complicates things.

"Rittenhouse?" Denise exclaimed. "Why the hell would Rittenhouse go back to San Diego? What would that have to do with Jessica? How would that bring her back?"