wotumba1 – Thank you for your review. Wyatt will have a lot to deal with, that's for sure.
Kln8525- Thank you for your reviews. Glad you like the double chapters. I don't like posting short chapters, but I realize some people may be too busy to read a longer chapter, so breaking them up into two chapters seems work out well. Thank you for bringing up the comment about Carolyn's reaction to Wyatt. I wrote a little spat between Lucy and her mom when she went to see Wyatt, after breaking up with Noah in a previous chapter. You are right though, there needed to be something there with her reaction to Wyatt. Thank you for pointing it out. I hope you will like the piece I have put into this chapter.
A/N: I could not find a last name for Jiya, so I have made one up. If anyone knows what her actually last name is on the show or if we find out down the road, I will correct it. I have done the same thing for the name of Rufus' mother.
Please review and let me know if you like this story. I have a lot of ideas to go on but I am not sure if I should continue this story with those ideas or start another one. If you guys are enjoying this story I'll continue on. :)
Lucy had finished showering and was turning the sheets down on her bed when she heard movement out on the patio below her bedroom window. She peered out the window and saw Wyatt sitting in one of the patio chairs, his head buried in his hands. She watched him for a moment, then put on a bathrobe and walked down the stairs.
Slowly, she opened the door and stepped out, "Want some company?" she asked softly.
Wyatt mumbled something under his breath that she didn't understand. She continued out onto the patio and sat in a chair next to him, and stayed silent, waiting for him to speak first.
"Why are you here?" Wyatt asked, his voice cracking, his face damp with tears.
"What do you mean?" Lucy asked.
"Why are you out here with me?"
"I thought you could use some company. A ear to listen." she said softly, "If I am bothering you..."
"NO.." he said quickly, "you aren't. I am happy you're here." he said softly then was quite for a moment, before turning his blue eyes, clouded with tears towards her, "I just don't know why you would want to be near me."
"Because you're my friend and I care about you." Lucy said softly.
"But the things I've done!" Wyatt said with disgust, "I can't even stand myself. I can't believe I was so stupid. You tried to tell me and I ignored you. I was dead set on getting Jess back. I killed a man, his death caused the death of someone else. They were good people and I killed them...for what?"
"You had to try. No, I didn't agree with it because it wasn't my family. If it was my family, I would have done the exact same thing as you. I don't blame you for trying."
"But I killed a man." Wyatt choked back his tears, "I am a monster. I am worse then Flynn."
"No, you aren't. You aren't nothing like him. The man you killed was going to die in a few years. He didn't have any other children. You had no way of knowing his would be wife would overdose. You did what you thought was right. You brought back two other women to their families. You gave them a longer life. No, Jessica didn't come back, but it wasn't a total loss either."
"I should have never went back to kill someone. There had to have been another way. I left my rage blind me. I left the fact that I wanted Jessica back so much get in the way of my judgment. Jessica would have hated me for this. She would have been horrified!" Wyatt looked to Lucy, "Don't you hate me?"
"I hate what you did, but I understand why you did it. I never knew Jessica, but I bet she would have said the same thing. She would have hated what you did, but she would have loved you for it all the more because you were willing to risk everything to bring her back."
Wyatt was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, "I can't believe Flynn lied to me. Why would he lie to me? What in the world could he have gained by lying to me?"
"I don't know." Lucy said softly, "I wish I did, but I just don't know."
"I went to see Wes Gilliam in prison before I decided to team up with Flynn. I asked him point blank if he killed Jessica. He told me that he knew who I was and who Jessica was. He said he wished he could change things, but he couldn't. He never said he killed her, I just assumed he was admitting to it. I should have talked to him more. He probably knew more then what he told me, but I wasn't listening. I was already convinced he killed Jessica because Flynn told me so. If only I had talked to him more, gave him a chance. He might have told me more."
"I am sorry Wyatt...I am so so sorry." Lucy whispered, taking his hand in hers.
Wyatt squeezed her hand tightly, "Thank you, Lucy. Thank you for being here for me. It helps...having someone to listen...knowing there's at least one person who cares."
"I'll always be here for you, Wyatt." she whispered.
"Lucy?" Carolyn called out the door.
"What, mom?" she asked.
"Can I speak to you a moment please?"
"Yeah, be there in a second." Lucy called, then turned back to Wyatt, "You going to be okay?" she asked.
He nodded, "Go, talk to your mom."
"Alright...see you in the morning. Holler if you need anything." she squeezed his hand once more before heading into the house.
"What are you doing out there with him?" Carolyn asked.
"He is a friend, a very close friend, mom. I am there for him. He has a lot to deal with."
"He's the same one you left to have a pizza party with, isn't it?" she accused.
"Yes, he is. As was Rufus and Jiya." Lucy held her ground.
"What about Noah? Why did you give him the ring back?" Carolyn glared.
"Because I don't love Noah mom. I can't be with someone I can't love. I don't believe you keep pushing me to Noah."
"You loved him at one time! He's a good man. He can offer you a lot." Carolyn accused.
"I am sorry mom...maybe I did. I don't know, honestly. Point is, I feel NOTHING for Noah. I have tried. I have dated him and tried to get to know him. I don't have any feelings for him. It's not fair to me and it's not fair to him."
"You have feelings for that Wyatt guy, don't you?" Carolyn sighed.
"Why would you say that?"
"How many men do you know willing to sleep on your sofa to make sure you are safe? How many men are that protective of a woman if there's no feelings there? I can tell you one thing, that boy is in love." Carolyn stated.
"Mom, he is grieving his wife. She passed away a little over four years ago."
"Do you love him?" Carolyn pressed.
Lucy sighed, trying to avoid her mother's eyes, but she knew that the older women knew the truth, "Yes mom. I do. I also know that right now there is no place in his heart for me. His wife holds that spot."
"I don't understand your logic, but if he's the one you love, I guess I shouldn't stand in the way of your happiness. I will have to get to know him. I really liked Noah. He was a nice young man."
"Wyatt is more then a nice young man...he is a good man. Loyal, protective, honest, trustworthy..." Lucy smiled, "The only fault I see in him is he still is holding onto his wife after she's been gone for four years." she sighed.
"He just needs time to grieve dear. Time to grieve and a reason to let her go. If you really love him and if he loves you, you two will be together in time. Be patient, there is no hurry if it's truly love."
"Thanks mom." Lucy smiled softly, "Thank you for understanding."
"I don't understand," Carolyn shook her head, "But I guess I do in a way. You can lead a heart to love, but you can't make it fall. If you aren't in love with Noah, you are right. It's not fair to either of you to continue on. Follow your heart, my dear, always follow your heart where ever it leads you."
"Thank you." Lucy gave her mother a hug, "Good night mom, it's really late. We both need to be heading to bed."
"Night, dear." Carolyn watched her daughter bounce back up the stairs and looked out the door at the man on her patio.
He looks so broken, so sad. I wonder what has caused such sadness in this handsome young man? Surely it's not only the memory of his wife's death. Something else must have been bothering him. For Lucy's sake, I hope she can fix him. Carolyn thought with a small smile, then turned, heading to her bedroom.
The ringing of the phone woke up Agent Christopher. She glanced at her clock, 3:02 AM.
"Agent Christopher." She answered quickly, afraid that something had happened to Lucy, after Jiya's phone call earlier.
"This is Nurse Chambers at Lincoln Hospital. You're card was found in the wallet of a Mr. Rufus Carlin. He was brought in here with a lady. We didn't find a ID on her body and from what I understand it was a pretty bad wreck. I don't have any other contact information, just a few photos, ID and credit cards for Mr. Carlin."
"He works for me. He probably was with Jiya Devi, who is a co-worker. What happened?" she asked.
"They were in a car accident. I can't give you any other details until we figure out who the next of kin is and who is authorized to receive information."
"Rufus lives with his mother, Annette Carlin." Agent Christopher told the nurse, "I will notify her and we will be there shortly, what room is he in?"
"He's in surgery right now now and will then be transferred to ICU. It is very serious. Do you have information for the lady?"
"I can only assume the lady would be Jiya Devi, as I told you before. She did not give us any emergency contact information. She lives alone as far as I am aware." Agent Christopher sighed, "I will be there shortly, what is Jiya's status?"
"She's also in surgery and will also be transported to ICU." the nurse stated.
"Thank you."
"What is it, Denise?" her wife asked.
"Two of my co-workers were apparently in a serious car accident. My number was the only one they found. I am going to have to go notify the family and I'll give them a ride to the hospital if they need it.
"Okay sweetie, be careful. I love you.
"I love you too." the agent stated wearily. She worried that perhaps the phone call Jiya had made to her earlier had something to do with this so-called accident.
Once dressed Denise got into her car and headed straight for Rufus' home. She range the door bell several times.
"Who is it?" a woman's voice called, sounding rather angry.
"My name is Agent Denise Christopher. Rufus' works with me. There has been an accident."
"Is my boy okay?" the door flung open to a woman's face wrenched with worry, "He never called me to tell me he would be home late and I have been calling him and calling him and ain't no one answering. What happened?"
Denise took a deep breath, "Ms. Carlin, all I know is that he is at Lincoln Hospital and is currently in surgery, then they are moving him to the ICU unit. We will be able to get more information when we get there. If you happen to have any paper work stating you as his Power of Attorney that would be helpful for them to have."
"It's bad, isn't it?" the woman's voice shook as she shuffled around the house looking for paper work, "Oh, I gotta get David up. I can't leave him here alone. And his school..."
"Ms. Carlin, it is going to be okay. We will have someone contact David's school."
"Here...here is my Power of Attorney paper, and his living will."
Denise took the papers, "It's going to be okay. Go wake up David and I will drive you guys to the hospital."
Annette hurried down the hall and she heard her yelling at her younger son, David, to get up and get dressed before she shuffled back though the living room, "I just gotta get dressed quickly."
Denise nodded her head.
"What happened to my brother?" David asked, hurrying into the living room, already dressed, even if the wrinkled white T-shirt and baggy black shorts weren't the neatest thing.
"He has been in a car accident. I don't know any thing else just yet."
"I am ready. I am ready." Annette came back to the living room shaking, "Oh my God I can't believe this."
"It's going to be okay Ms. Carlin. You need to remain calm for Rufus and David, okay? They need you."
"Yeah...yeah...okay." Annette sobbed.