Title: If Things Were Different.
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: Angela Robinson created them, and I'm really glad she did. No profit is being made from this, just playing around with them for fun.
Pairing: Lucy/Amy
A/N: This was started a while ago, but haven't had the chance to post it here until now. It's a WIP, but I fully intend on finishing it. Even if that point is a way in the future. But I hope you enjoy it until then. =)
Summary: What would have happened if Lucy hadn't stuck around long enough for Amy to see her at Endgame?
Endgame – 2005
Amy's hands shook slightly, the sheets of paper she was holding mimicking their movements, as she approached the podium. She looked out at the sea of faces before her, at her fellow DEBS, and she wanted to bolt. She wanted her legs to take her out of the building and run her right into Lucy's arms. It pained her to think of how the other woman must be feeling. Betrayed? Hurt? Was she sitting alone in her room, wondering why she wasn't there with her? All very possible. Amy had no idea that Lucy was, in fact, in the same building as her.
Vent
Lucy moved cautiously through the metal structure, careful to be as quiet as possible, not knowing exactly what it was she was crawling over.
"Tell her that you love her. War is easy, love is hard." She whispered to herself sarcastically, mocking her long time friend. "Yeah, great plan. He gets to sit in my nice comfy car, while I'm stuck crawling through a dust filled vent. And I'm wearing black." Lucy sighed, then began to smile. "Ah, the things people do for love." She turned a corner and cursed her movements when her knee collided a little too noisily with the bottom of the vent.
Below afore mentioned vent.
Same time.
Bobby stopped dead when he heard the noise, slowly lifting his gaze, and his gun, to the vent above his head. He jumped when his radio emitted a loud, angry static noise and hurried to turn it off.
Back In Vent
Lucy's movements stopped as she strained her hearing, trying to work out if the sound she'd heard had come from below her. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a handful of diamonds. Well, you never know when they'll come in handy and hey, a girl always needs her best friends with her. Tossing them along the vent in front of her, a look of alarm quickly covered her face as bullets tore through the metal. She turned and made a mad dash back the way she came, turning right instead of left, and tumbling right through the ceiling.
"Oh, shi-!" She called out, before landing among half of the ceiling with a groan. "Well, that's the elevator shaft/bungee jump idea right out of the window." Lucy quickly gathered herself, brushed off some of the debris and ran out of the room.
The door to the room she had just vacated burst open and Bobby came bounding in, gun drawn, hot on Lucy's trail.
Lucy stood against the wall in the empty hallway, breathing heavily, waiting. Bobby threw open the door and made to run down the hall, but instead found himself falling face first into the floor. Lucy moved her foot, grabbed the gun out of his hand mid fall, before driving it into the side of his head, knocking him out cold. Checking the coast was still clear, she made her way down the corridor.
Ceremony Hall
"Just the sound of my own desperate thoughts to keep me company." Amy paused, her voice wavering slightly. She couldn't do this. She couldn't lie like this about Lucy. She caught Janet's gaze and actually saw sympathy in her friend's eyes. Glancing once again at the mass of people in front of her, the conversation she'd had with Mr Phipps earlier echoed in her head.
"The test measures your ability to lie. You are a perfect liar."
How long could she keep doing this? Lying to her friends and even to herself. The answer was simple; for as long as she could keep convincing herself that it was the right thing to do. She'd be kicked out of the DEBS if she didn't go through with this. Not only would her friends be disappointed, but her family would too. And so she was torn. Between love and what she had been told was the right thing to do. Struggling to hold back tears, she continued.
Balcony above hall – Lucy's POV
Lucy opened the door at the end of the hallway, suddenly finding herself overlooking a rather large crowd of people. Initially stunned, it didn't take long for her face to break out in a smile when she saw Amy standing centre stage. She wanted to call out to her, to tell her she didn't have to pretend anymore. To tell her that she loved her. However, she figured that would probably attract the attention of the many people below her and the fact that said many people were probably all carrying guns also put her off a little, and so, she decided she needed a new plan, but the sound of Amy speaking put that on hold.
"If there is corruption in this city.... Lucy Diamond is behind it." Lucy's face fell, as she suddenly felt as if someone had reached inside her chest and was slowly and painfully pulling out her heart. "If there is indecency to be found, she is the root." She was sure she wouldn't be able to hear anything over the loud beating of her somehow still intact heart, but somehow, Amy's words broke through the sound, overpowering it, and practically screaming the words into her head. She didn't notice just how much Amy was struggling with what she was saying.
Ceremony Hall - Amy's POV
"If there is evil in this world, its name is Lucy Diamond." Amy took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the lump that was seemingly lodged in her throat. "Um...." She was so close, she was almost finished, if she could just keep going for a little while longer it would be over. Then she'd never have to say these awful things again. She could go back to thinking how utterly amazing Lucy was. She could go back to secretly drawing her when no one was around. She could go to bed and dream about her. Again. She could stop lying. "It's not until moments like this, when you are forced to take stock of yourself, that you see what you are made of."
Balcony – Lucy's POV
Every word the blonde spoke made Lucy want to cry that little bit more. How could Amy say those things about her?
"How could I be so stupid?" Lucy chastised herself. "You really thought she loved you? A DEB? This was probably all some elaborate ruse to get information out of you." She frowned, knowing her thoughts were wrong, but was unable to completely convince herself of that. Lucy knew that the way Amy had been around her hadn't been a lie. She knew that when Amy had kissed her, she'd meant it. She knew the conversations they'd had ran deep. That when she'd said she loved her, she'd meant it. But then why was she saying these things? Was she wrong?
"It's not until moments like this, when you have to remember what's right and true." A flare of anger surged inside Lucy as she heard Amy speak those words.
"We were right! What we had! It was right, Amy! Why can't you see that....?" She wanted to scream it for all to hear, but the words didn't leave her head.
Ceremony Hall – Amy's POV
"Because it's moments like this when you discover...." She paused, "Eight more words, Amy. Come on, you can do this.", then continued. "What it truly means to be a DEB." She could practically feel the relief radiating off Max and Ms. Petrie as she completed her speech. She glanced down at the paper, the lies, in front of her. Words like "madwoman" "evil" and "indecency" stuck out at her. But it was one word that made her, what she hoped had been, cool and calm exterior crack, and caused her to whisper "thank you", before fleeing the stage, no longer able to hold back the tears. That word was "Lucy."
Hallway - Lucy's POV
Lucy had left immediately after Amy had proclaimed how it was moments spent with an evil criminal like herself that made her realise what it means to be a DEB, unable to handle it any longer. Struggling to remember the directions Scud had given her beforehand, Lucy tried to find her way out of the building undetected. Which was a whole lot easier than trying to stop the tears from falling.
