Author's notes: From a prompt I received on tumblr: If you're taking Garcy prompts, could I suggest Jiya realizing Flynn's feelings for Lucy before anyone else, or maybe she sees something in her visions about a Garcy future. Hope you enjoy!

Jiya actually liked Flynn.

She knew she technically shouldn't. But she did.

He was a huge nerd, someone who listened to her insane Doctor Who theories. He cracked jokes, often lightening the mood after a tough mission. He was ridiculously smart, knowing obscure facts about things like Swedish law. He was a great cook and took time learning everybody's favorite meals. He had saved their lives more times than she could count.
And he was so clearly in love with Lucy.

If anyone had perfected the love-struck puppy dog eyes it was Flynn.

Jiya didn't know how she missed it at first. Because it was so obvious, in his actions, in his words.

She began to pick up on things. Like how when Flynn would walk into a room his gaze would immediately seek out Lucy, his body relaxing just at the sight of her. Or how when Lucy spoke, Flynn's eyes remained locked on her, a tiny smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. How he was always the first one to speak up in defense of her, if though he knew she could fight her own battles.

At first, she just assumed they were friends and that he felt the most comfortable around Lucy.

But then she noticed more. The longing glances when she wasn't paying attention. The way he would help her down from the lifeboat, his hands just lingering a second too long on her hips. And then there was the way he held her when she had gotten hurt on a mission, refusing to let anybody carry her to her room, even though he had been injured himself.

Nobody seemed to notice what she did. She tried to mention it to Rufus, who had scoffed at the idea. She was pretty sure that even Lucy didn't know. The woman seemed oblivious to his long looks and his wide hidden smiles. Sometimes she would catch her glancing in his direction and think she was wrong, but Lucy always shook her head and moved on. Jiya wanted to desperately ask her. But she wasn't sure how to without blatantly telling her that Flynn was head over heels in love with her.

And so the weeks passed and something strange began to happen. It was as if a switch had been flipped. The same actions she saw in Flynn began to appear in Lucy.

The long looks she would hide behind a book. The long touches as she would walk past him in the tight corridors. The wide smiles when he would offer her a coffee every morning. And the pure laughter when he would crack a joke.

But Jiya was 99.9% sure that neither knew how the other felt. She watched them fumble around for weeks as she tried to figure out if there was a way to gently force them to confess, without having to resort to locking them in the broom cupboard.

But she didn't have to interfere because it all came to a conclusion on the day that Flynn got hurt.

Watching Flynn lie on the floor, Lucy kneeling over him covered in his blood, refusing to give up her grasp on his shirt as Wyatt and Rufus tried to carry his unconscious body to another room, Jiya knew everything was about to change.

Lucy sat by his bedside night and day for a week, nobody able to get her to leave his side. And when he had woken up, Jiya had never seen such a wide smile grace the woman's face. So much was said in that one look that Jiya just knew they were in it for the long haul.

Ever since that day Jiya knew they had finally revealed their feelings to each other. After months of hidden glances and longing touches, they were finally together. And Jiya couldn't be happier.
The happiness seemed to radiate off of them and they didn't even make an attempt to try and hide it.

Yet somehow everybody else was so freaking oblivious that they couldn't even see what was right in front of their eyes.

It wasn't anything as blatant as the couple making out in the middle of the common area. However, it was things such as, Lucy and Flynn coming out into the common room, both with wet hair, after Wyatt and Rufus had been complaining about the shower having been occupied for the past two hours. And neither seemed to put two and two together.

Nobody seemed to notice that Lucy moved out of her shared room with Jiya and into Flynn's room.

Nobody seemed to notice Lucy wearing Flynn's clothes on a daily basis.

Nobody seemed to notice Lucy and Flynn cuddling on the couch during their bunker movie night.

Nobody seemed to notice to notice when Lucy and Flynn would sneak off after missions.

They weren't even trying to hide anything. But nobody noticed.

Until they finally did.

One night, months down the road, a sleepy Rufus made his way into the kitchen startled as he caught sight of Lucy and Flynn sitting at the kitchen table. The room was adorned with plates of delicious-smelling food, dozens of candles, and music streaming from the old record player. The couple themselves sitting across from each other holding hands.

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Rufus looked at the alarmed couple in confusion, "Um, what's going on here?"

"It's our fifth month anniversary." Flynn said with a deadpan expression.

Rufus's eyes grew comically large as Lucy stifled a laugh.

"Jiya!" Rufus yelled before turning around and taking off down the hall.

"Well guess that's the end of that."

Lucy smiled, reaching forward, grabbing Flynn's chin and pulling him to her, so she could press a kiss against his lips, "No, this is just the beginning."

Flynn smiled, his fingers threading through her hair as he deepened the kiss.

The couple didn't notice as the other's gathered at the door, frowns forming on their annoyed faces as they passed money to a smirking Jiya.

Author's notes: If any of you guys have ideas or prompts feel free to send me a message on tumblr (mell-bell)