"Where are we headed next?" Lacy asked as she walked on to the bridge where the rest of the team was already looking over a map of anachronisms.

Martin looked back at her, a small grin crossing over his lips as he looked at her.

"I think we should go check out the Titanic," Ray asserted, his beaming smile covering his face.

Martin cleared his throat, "I will not step foot on that ship. The man that built it should be shot."

"Damn Martin," Sara replied, "I think we should take a journey to the circus. That seems like it could be a nice break."

"Not if there are any clowns," Rory and Lacy said at the same time.

Sara frowned, "Let's gear up for a time jump, kids."

The team made their way to their seats as Sara plotted their course for the past. Martin reached over for Lacy's hand once they were settled. She grabbed it and gave it a squeeze before the Waverider made the jump.

The ship made its landing in the appropriate time period and Lacy leaned over in her seat, throwing up onto the bridge floor.

Martin took off his buckle and leaned over to check on her, "Are you alright, Ms. Flanagan?"

The rest of the team stood, also concerned as Lacy lost the entire contents of her stomach.

She finally finished and sat back up, looking at all the worried faces around us, "I'm fine, guys. Just a reaction to time travel. Let's go get in our time period appropriate gear," she changed the subject before addressing Gideon, "Can you clean that up? I'm so sorry."

"Of course, Ms. Flanagan," Gideon replied, "Would you like me to give you a check up?"

"No, thank you," Lacy replied, "I'm sure it was just the time travel. Martin, will you stop looking at me like I'm going to die?"

"I'm merely concerned," he replied, "You've never reacted to the time travel like that, even when we first began our journey."

Lacy shrugged, "It happens. Let's go get ready," she offered, "You can hold my hand if that'll make you feel better."

Marin nodded with a smile as he took a hold of her hand and they walked to the wardrobe room to blend into 1870. Gideon chose a navy blue dress of the time with a lovely hat to cover her curls.

Martin stood, in his own gear, "You look beautiful but almost more so then you ever have," he added confused, slightly.

Lacy raised a brow, "I suppose we should keep these outfits around for a little role play if this is the look that gets you going," she teased, walking up to him and placing her hand on the lowest button of his vest. She smiled as he shuddered at her touch.

"How do you still have the effect on me after all the many times we've been together?" he asked with a small smile.

Lacy didn't respond as they rejoined the team and walked down to the ground to get a look at the circus to find out what caused this time period to show up on the map of anachronisms.

After some recon, the team located a saber tooth tiger on the premises but they weren't able to get it on the first try.

Nate walked up to Lacy and Martin before the team made their way back to the ship, "We're gonna get a drink, do you two want to join?" he knew Martin would never agree but Lacy was always up for fun.

Lacy almost nodded before she looked back at Martin, "I'm gonna skip this time, thanks guys. I probably should sleep after that episode earlier. Have a drink for me?" she smiled.

Nate nodded, "Of course."

Lacy went back to the ship with Martin where she followed him into his him, still in their 1870's garb, "So Professor, do you want to try to take this off of me?"

Martin turned back and gave her a small smile, "I would love nothing more but unfortunately, I believe you should rest. I would really love to know why you were ill," he added.

Lacy frowned as she put her lips into a pout, "Can I crash in here with you?"

Martin nodded as he climbed onto his bed and gestured for her to join. She walked over and climbed in next to him, he wrapped his arms around her and they quickly fell asleep.