This seems like an ending but I will continue to update this as more plot ideas occur :) Thanks for all the reviews
Title: Changes
author: Cindy Ryan
notes and summary: see part one
When Lucy awoke for the second time she had no idea how long she'd been out. She was in one of the hospital rooms at Mason industries. Lucy reached down and felt a larger bandage and more gauze secured to her injured side. She assumed she'd had stitches while unconscious. The medication they'd given her was doing it's job and dulling the pain. The clock on the wall by the ceiling mounted tv told Lucy it was three o'clock. However with no windows she had no idea if that was a.m or p.m
Their was a phone on the small bedside table. Lucy reached for it only to notice her purse sitting on the visitor's chair. She smiled wondering who had brought it for her. It'd been in her locker as was protocol whenever they went on a mission. Lucy reached for it wanting her cell phone. Part of her wanted to call her mother and tell her she was okay. But then Lucy had no idea if they'd used a cover story for her injury or if her mother was even aware she was hurt. Even if she didn't call anyone the phone would tell her if it was day or night. Lucy had just given the purse strap another tug when the door opened and a familiar face peaked in.
"I'm glad to see you're awake."Wyatt commented as he stepped in and shut the door behind him.
"How long?"Lucy asked stopping in pulling the purse.
"Almost twenty-four hours."Wyatt replied as he picked up the purse and handed it to Lucy before sitting down.
"Does my mother know?"Lucy asked as she set the purse next to her.
"That you're hurt? No not yet."Wyatt responded. "Christopher told her you were at a conference in London for a few days."
"London."Lucy repeated softly.
"One place I've never been."Wyatt continued as he took Lucy's right hand in his and held it.
"It's an amazing city; you'd like it."Lucy replied with a smile.
"Another to add to our list of places to go."Wyatt said softly.
Lucy squeezed his hand.
"You'll be happy to know we salvaged the mission at least in the fact that the Boston Tea Party still happened on the same day. Everything else is different; burning of the ship...and the first shots of the Revolutionary war are now Boston and not Lexington."
Lucy winced.
"We did what we could; Lucy."Wyatt soothed.
"I know."Lucy replied quietly. "It's just that protecting history shouldn't have..."
"Sometimes with missions you just have to go with the best outcome."Wyatt reasoned. "It wasn't a total win but our main objective was to protect the Boston Tea Party; we did that."
Lucy nodded and they both lapsed into silence for several minutes.
"You asked me if I was sure that we could handle this...being together...everything."Wyatt began."I still believe we can...but you scared the hell out of me."
"Wyatt..."Lucy whispered tightening her hold on his hand.
"Seeing you go down."Wyatt continued hoarsely. "Knowing you'd been hit...not having anything to help; no antibiotics no nothing..."
"Wyatt."Lucy prompted. "Look at me."
Wyatt raised his head and met her gaze.
"You got me out of there and got us home."Lucy replied quietly. "I was scared to death when Flynn's guy had the gun on you and I could do nothing..."
"Lucy..."Wyatt began.
"We made it through."Lucy stated softly. "Just like you said; we handled it because we're a good team."
A smile tugged at the edges of Wyatt's mouth which warmed Lucy's heart.
"Yes, Ma'am."Wyatt replied as he leaned forward to kiss her. "We are."
Lucy smiled at the familiar teasing. The running joke between them since day one. Maybe Wyatt was right; maybe just maybe they could do this. For now she was just happy they were both safe and that they were home.