"What's your name sweetheart?"
Lucy knelt down to eye level with little girl of about 6. She had black hair, similar to hers, and big green eyes. Her long bangs covered one eye as she seemed to hid behind it.
Lucy carefully brushed them behind her ears. The girl leaned into Lucy's touch.
"Mommy, where's P-Preston?"
Lucy froze. Mommy? Lucy looked over her shoulder at Agent Christopher. She watched the conversation curiously. "Who's your mommy? I'm Lucy Preston."
The girl smiled as if Lucy was playing a game. "You're mommy, silly. My mama's name is Lucy. And Preston... I think. But it wasn't when we were with daddy."
She looked off into the distance as if trying to solve a mystery.
"I-" Lucy didn't know what to say. She turned to the Homeland agent. "She came from the future?"
"We are pretty sure. She was "delivered" by the Mothership. It was almost run down. It was sent back but she stayed... Looking for you."
"Daddy said to show you this..." The girl piped up.
She reached around her neck as Lucy watched her carefully. The girl struggled and Lucy reached out to help but she had it.
It was a locket, similar to Lucy's. The child handed it to her. "Here. Oh, and this."
A folded piece of paper was removed from her pocket. She handed that to her as well.
Lucy never took her eyes of the girl as she took the locket and the note. She looked familiar to Lucy but couldn't put her finger on it.
Suppose she really was her daughter, Lucy could be seeing herself. But... That's not it.
Lucy opened the locket. Lucy gasped.
The girl smiled. "Do you remember when we took that picture?"
Lucy looked to her again. Joy was evident on her face but Lucy found tears in her own eyes.
"What's-Remind me... Baby... What's your name?"
"Amy," Amy flashed all her teeth. "Amy Iris Flynn."
Agent Christopher looked to Lucy on a gasp. "She's-"
Lucy stood and backed up slowly. She looked back to the picture in the locket. And back at the girl.
Amy became worried. "What's the matter? I did what daddy said... I gave you the locket..."
"You-you did good." She shut the locket with more force than intended and it slipped through her fingers. She hurriedly picked it up and turned to leave. "I'll be... I'll be right back... Amy."
"Lucy," Denise tried calling out put she didn't stop.
She ran and ran until she wasn't in the building labelled Mason Industries. The sun blinded her as her hand flew up to shield her eyes. She took slow deeps breaths as she repeated her... Daughter's name. "Amy... Iris... Flynn..." She fell to her knees. "Oh God."
She sat there for a moment when she remembered the note. She opened and took a deep breath.
"Lucy,
I know it's confusing and I'm sorry to have sprung it on you like this. She was the only one who could go back. She should know the answers to the right questions. It was so hectic and I did, am doing, my best to protect the both of you.
Her name, as you should know by now, Amy Iris Flynn. Born March 5, 2019. She is 6. I sent her from 2025.
We thought they were gone. We had did it. But they came back... Somehow, someway. Help me. Trust me. And when you come back from that mission everything should be right again.
Garcia Flynn."
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I am soooooo trash (dumpster more like) for this ship. This is, in fact, another Garcy fic. My fav. I know there are a lot of (or a few) "Lucy's daughter from the future" but I wanted to put my own spin on one so...
Here I am!
And thank you for joining this ship!
Hehehe
-EJ
Future me here. So... I wrote this hours before I watched the finale and... This is going to be some serious AUness going down.
