A/N: Hey everyone! I am soooooo sorry I disappeared for a few months. My life got crazy (and still is crazy). I had enough time to throw this together. I promise I haven't abandoned the story, and I'll try to update again as soon as I can. I am so happy that Timeless got renewed! It was all such an emotional roller coaster! Also, after watching the last couple episodes, the rest of this story is going to be very different from the show. I have some really good plans for the next few chapters :) I hope you guys will like it.

Quick recap on the past couple chapters:

Everyone just got back from New York after the Titanic sank. Lucy absolutely hates Rittenhouse now, and is ready to join Flynn. Wyatt is planning on going back in time to kill Benjamin Cahill (Lucy's father) so that he can save Jessica. If Benjamin Cahill is killed, Lucy's mother will end up having Amy, but not Lucy, so Lucy will be erased from history. Lucy has (kind of) excepted her fate.

I don't own anything.

Chapter 11

Lucy stood in front of her American History class the next morning, lecturing about the founding fathers and the revolutionary war. It started smoothly, but she felt her voice get a little shaky as she talked about Benjamin Franklin, George Washington, and Benedict Arnold. She even had to correct herself a couple times when she used the words 'I' and 'We'. Everything was going well until something stopped her mid-sentence. The lecture room was large, but she was still able to see the faces of people in the back. She recognized Flynn, who was sitting in the back row, smirking. What the hell is he doing here? Is he crazy? she thought. What if Rittenhouse finds him here?

Lucy remained still from shock in front of the lecture hall. All the students looked up at her, waiting patiently for her to continue. Lucy nearly forgot what she was talking about. Her face felt hot as she continued, hopefully none of the students noticed, she thought. Is Flynn here because we are leaving early? Or did he just want to watch me lecture? As she clicked to the next slide she glanced back at Flynn, who was still smirking. Lucy tried her best to ignore him, but she couldn't keep her eyes from drifting that direction. She ended the lecture a few minutes earlier than usual, expecting that Flynn would want to talk to her. Lucy answered a few questions from lingering students as she waited for Flynn. When there were only a handful of students left in the lecture hall, Lucy noticed that Flynn was nowhere in sight. Why did he sit in on my lecture if he didn't want to talk to me afterwards? She walked out to check the hallway, but didn't see him in the crowd of students walking. I don't understand him…

Lucy sat in her office, stressing about her current life's situation. She checked her phone every few minutes, hoping to see a notification from Wyatt. I thought he would have called me or at least texted me by now. Flynn must have already told him about my father and Jessica…Is he angry at me for not telling him about it myself? She laid her face flat on her desk and let out a long sigh. I don't know if I'm ready for this…and I don't think Wyatt or Rufus is ready for this either. I wish there was another way, or at least something I can do to make this easier…She looked up at a picture of her mom on her desk. Why did my mom have to sleep with that asshole? This is all because of him…and Rittenhouse...Lucy stared at her blank computer screen, maybe there is something I can do… She turned on her computer and made a rash decision to cancel her last lecture for the day. Maybe it is about time that finally I meet 'dad'...

Lucy knocked on Benjamin Cahill's door, secretly hoping he wouldn't answer. She lifted her hand to knock again, but the door swung open. Her biological father gave her a warm smile.

"Lucy, I'm happy you're here," he said, almost as though he knew she was coming. "Please come in, we have so much to talk about."

"Yes, we do," Lucy answered curtly as she walked through the front door. He doesn't seem too surprised…Is Rittenhouse really watching me that close? she thought. He guided her into his formal living room.

"I'm glad you are finally seeking me out. I've watched you from the sidelines for so long."

"I know who you are," Lucy said, ignoring his sentimental comments. "I know what you are," she added.

"You should be proud of what we are," he said, smile still on his face.

"I will never join Rittenhouse, and I will never join you," she said, trying to control her anger.

"It is in your blood dear, you are a part of Rittenhouse whether you like it or not." He paused and gave her a strange look. "Who was it that told you about me?"

"Flynn told me everything… He even told me how you were responsible for Jessica Logan's death," she said. Her father raised an eyebrow when she brought up Jessica, but didn't say anything. "Why did you do it? Why would you kill an innocent woman and then send her husband to work with a time machine? That is sick."

"I did what had to be done…Jessica betrayed Rittenhouse and her parents. She was a loose cannon that knew too much about us. We couldn't risk it. And using Wyatt it is not sick, it is efficient. He is an unstable man that is desperate to get his wife back, and we plan on taking advantage of that…You'll soon understand how we do things," her father said, giving Lucy a smug smile.

"No, I won't," she answered angrily. "I don't know why you think I came here, but I did not come here to join that inhumane group."

"Lucy, I know you're going through a lot right now. You lost your sister, and you're very emotional. We can help you get Amy back, but only if you help us stop Garcia Flynn."

"So you are trying to take advantage of me while I'm unstable, just like Wyatt…Do you really think I'm that naïve?" she asked, with tears of anger welling up in her eyes.

"No, of course not, dear. We don't want to take advantage of you, we are trying to look out for you. I just want to make sure Flynn doesn't take advantage of you while you are in this state. I'm sure he told you many things about us that were untrue, and I'm worried that you fell for it," he explained.

"Flynn isn't the one taking advantage of me," Lucy snapped. After seeing her father's reaction, she immediately regretted it.

"So, you are working with Garcia Flynn? That's interesting…" he said, slowly walking closer to her. "I see that Flynn did a very good job of seducing you, Lucy. What exactly did he tell you?" he asked.

"He didn't tell me anything….he doesn't trust me yet," she lied, feeling her face go warm. Flynn is going to kill me if he finds out about any of this.

"You know just as well as I do that he trusts you…"

"He trusts my future self, not my current self," Lucy said, hoping that was enough to get her off the hook. Her father didn't respond, but suddenly left the room, and returned a few seconds later with a recorder that looked like Rufus's. He held it out for her to take.

"Keep this with you. Use it for your next mission, and record all of it…This is the only way you can prove yourself, so I advise you take it." Lucy hesitated, but took it from his outstretched hand. She silently slipped it into her pocket and kept her eyes trained on the floor. She moved to walk past him, but he stepped in her way. "You can't escape us, Lucy," he said, and Lucy looked up at him, blank expression on her face. She decided it was best not to say anymore. She already slipped up once today, didn't want to make it worse. Her father stepped back for her to pass, and she quickly left his house.

Lucy got into her car and looked back at her father as she put her seatbelt on. He was standing on his porch, watching her. He watched her until she turned the corner away by his house. That was a bad idea, she thought. I didn't think it would backfire like that…How much does he know about Flynn and I? They can't possibly know about the journal, could they? Within minutes of leaving his house Lucy got a text message. She glanced down at the text from an unknown number.

"That was not part of the plan. I thought we were on the same page. G." it read. Lucy felt chills run down her spine. How could Flynn know? Has he been following me all day? She checked her rear-view mirror to see if anyone was following her, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. She couldn't get rid of the feeling that someone was watching her, but she ignored it, assuming she was being paranoid.

After Lucy got home, she laid on the couch, trying to empty her mind. So much has happened in the past day, and so much more is going to happen in the next couple days…I don't know if I can deal with it all right now. It doesn't feel right for me to just drop my life…it is too early to be doing this, she thought. Lucy bolted up from the couch when she heard someone knocked loudly at the front door. At first she thought it could have been Flynn, ready to take her away forever, but she let out a sigh of relief at the sight of her mom at the door. Her mom held a couple bags in her hand, one of the bags had takeout food.

"You brought dinner?" Lucy said, helping her out by taking the food and putting it on the counter. She noticed the other bag had some sort of gift in it.

"I thought we could have some mother-daughter time…" she said, walking in through the door and to the kitchen. "I got a call from Noah today, he said you haven't been answering your phone."

"I don't really want to talk about that right now," Lucy said, sitting down at the table. She buried her face in her hands. "There is so much going on, I don't have time to deal with it all."

"I know what you mean," her mom said, sitting down next to Lucy to eat. "And where did you get that ring? Is that something Noah sent you?" she asked in after taking a few bites of fried rice.

"Oh, this?" Lucy said, looking down at the ring Flynn gave her. She completely forgot she still had it on. Lucy pretended like it was nothing. "This is from an ex-boyfriend….I must have accidently put it on this morning."

"Oh," her mom answered awkwardly, not wanting to push too far. "So what happened today that has you like this?" she asked, hoping the change the subject. Lucy stared at the Chinese food sitting in front of her, but didn't have an appetite to eat at the moment.

"I went to talk Benjamin Cahill today," Lucy said, still looking down at the table.

"And how did it go?"

"Not very well…" she admitted, half expecting her mom to tell her 'I told you so'.

"What happened?" her mom asked.

"Nothing, really…"

"It sure doesn't sound like nothing," her mom said. "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Lucy kept her eyes on the table. Do I tell her about Rittenhouse? Lucy thought. I don't know how she'll react… Her mom seemed to get the hint after a few moments of awkward silence. Lucy's mom suddenly got up from the table and came back with the gift bag, hoping to cheer her daughter up. "I got you something," she said, putting the gift on the table, "hopefully it gets you out of this slump that you're having."

"What is it?" Lucy asked, confused as to why her mom would randomly get her a gift. She opened it to find a journal. But it wasn't just any journal… it was a journal with her initials on it, and it is the same journal that Flynn uses, except it is blank. "W-what is this for?" Lucy asked, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. Maybe this is all meant to be…I write in my journal to help Flynn and we end Rittenhouse together.

"It is for you to keep track of what's going on inside your head," her mom said, cleaning off her plate in the kitchen. "Also, you are doing very important work for us, and it is time for you to start documenting it. We don't want you to lose track of all the changes happening."

"What?" Lucy automatically answered. Is she talking about my work at school? Or…no… there is no way she can know about Mason Industries. Lucy played it safe and asked, "what do you mean by changes?"

"Well I thought it was obvious, dear," she said, walking closer to her daughter. "Time travel can be very tricky. And it is especially difficult to keep track of tiny details and changes in our time, so I thought a journal would be a good resource for you to have."

"You –uh, you weren't supposed to know about those missions..." Lucy started, confusion written all over her face. What the hell is going on?

"Your father and I are the ones that nominated you for this position, Lucy. It is an honor for us to give up our daughter for the cause, " her mom said with a sweet smile.

Lucy gaped at her mom in shock. What! What is she talking about?! she thought. Is my mom a part of Rittenhouse!? Are both of my parents key members of Rittenhouse!? Why am I just now hearing about this? Why didn't Flynn warn me? Lucy started to feel a panic attack coming on. This is impossible. I would have known if my mother was in Rittenhouse…wouldn't I? Lucy's heart was racing, how do I respond to her? It's probably not a good idea to bring up the fact that I'm going to join Flynn to stop Rittenhouse. She put on a fake smile for her mom. "Thanks, mom. It is a nice journal…I –uh…I'll try to use it for my next mission."

"That is great," she said. "I'm happy you like it. Now it's time for you to eat. You haven't even touched your food yet."

Lucy nodded and forced the food into her mouth. She didn't want her mom to think anything was wrong. Should I ask her about Rittenhouse? Lucy thought. She is going to be here until I finish my food, so I might as well get as much information as I can from her. Lucy tried her best to swallow her rice, but her throat felt dry. She drank some water before confronting her mom with some questions.

"So…" she started, trying to be casual. "Are you a member of Rittenhouse? Or do you just…help them?"

"Yes, of course I'm a member, dear. Your grandparents and great-grandparents were also members. You are practically royalty," she said with a smile. "Not many people are born into two powerful Rittenhouse families."

"So what exactly is it like? What do they give you, for… you know, being a member?"

"It's all you could ever dream of," her mom answered with a genuine smile on her face. "We are always guaranteed a safe, healthy, and lucrative life. It is also guaranteed that your children have the same benefits. "

"Really?" Lucy said with fake interest. "But what exactly do you have to do to get all those benefits?" Lucy asked, hoping her mother isn't a monster like her father is.

"Well, most Rittenhouse members go to work and live their lives like normal people. Sometimes Rittenhouse has some small jobs for us to do, and we have to show up to our regular meetings. As long as you keep yourself involved, you are guaranteed all the benefits," her mom said with a smile. "But you don't have to worry about that, dear…You are special. You are the daughter of two prominent Rittenhouse families, and you are doing very special work for them." Lucy nodded, cheeks hurting from holding the fake smile. She didn't know if she could take it anymore.

After another twenty minutes of Rittenhouse talk, Lucy was done. She could not listen to it anymore. Her heart was broken, and she just wanted to sit in a corner and cry. She was eventually able to get her mom to leave, using work as an excuse. She checked her phone just after her mom left. Lucy had secretly hoped to see a text from Wyatt or Flynn, but instead noticed a couple of missed call notifications from Noah. I don't need any more Rittenhouse people in my life right now, she thought as she deleted the notifications. Lucy went upstairs to her bedroom and slipped on a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. After grabbing her laptop, she laid in bed and did some research on Benjamin Cahill.

Everything Lucy found said that he was a pediatric surgeon. She took note of all the hospitals he's worked at and where he went to school, but she couldn't find anything else on him. After she reached the twenty-seventh page on Google, she turned off her computer and laid there in the dark. So much has happened... My father, mother, and possibly Noah are all members of Rittenhouse. I now have a journal to start writing in, and somehow, it needs to get to Flynn in the past. Wyatt and Rufus are going to be leaving soon to steal the lifeboat and kill my father.And Flynn will probably be here tonight or tomorrow to 'kidnap' me again.

Lucy was half asleep when she heard a knock at her door. What time is it? she thought, before checking her clock to see it was about one in the morning. She froze after hearing the knock again….It was coming from her bedroom door, not her front door. She quickly checked her phone and didn't see any calls or texts, who the hell could it be? Is it Noah? He is the only one I know of that probably has a key. Lucy nearly groaned at that thought of Noah at her door. She prepared to make up an excuse about not answering his calls when she answered the door, but her eyes widened at the sight of Flynn standing in her hallway.

"How the hell did you get in here?" Lucy asked, shocked that he could easily break into her house without her noticing.

"I have my ways," he said with a smirk, which didn't last long. "Now can you please hurry up, we need to leave very soon". Lucy looked down at her pajamas and back up at Flynn.

"I thought you would have at least texted me or something! How was I supposed to know when we were going to leave?"

"Rittenhouse is watching you closely now that you've made them suspicious. Your father has people tracking you, so they are monitoring all of your texts and calls. I didn't want to risk it." He looked down at her pajamas and Lucy felt herself blush. "Can you please make it quick? I don't know how long it will take them to realize I'm here."

Lucy nodded and turned away to look at all the stuff in her room, trying to hide her blush. She was still nervous about the whole situation, but she was also kind of relieved, especially after hearing those Rittenhouse stories from her mother. Flynn went downstairs to wait as Lucy worked on packing everything that she could fit. Her favorite clothes, shoes, jewelry, toiletries, books, music, knick knacks, and pictures. As she finished up with her second suit case, Flynn appeared at her door again. He held up her new journal.

"I see that you have the journal now," he smirked. Lucy glared at him.

"Yeah, I have it now. And my mother, who I just found out is a member of Rittenhouse, gave it to me tonight as a gift…You do remember that you were supposed to tell me the whole truth, right? Because I think you left out that very important fact," Lucy said in frustration.

"I couldn't tell you that at the time. But now that you know, we are all on the same page," Flynn said, flipping through the pages of the empty journal. Lucy rolled her eyes at his response and pulled another suit case from her closet. "How many things are you bringing?" Flynn asked, looking at her two suitcases that are already filled. Lucy turned to glare at him, but instead felt her stomach flip as he moved to sit on her bed.

"I, um, I am planning on packing this one with as many history textbooks as a can, I need to get my laptop, and then I'll be done," she said, leaving the room to look through her school textbooks. When she walked back in with a handful of textbooks, Flynn was still sitting on her bed looking through the journal. It is so odd seeing him in my room…and on my bed…She thought back to the kisses they shared and she felt her face get hot. She ignored it and finished up with all her books and belongings. The only thing left was to change into some decent clothes. She looked back over at Flynn on her bed, and awkwardly cleared her throat.

"What is it?" he asked. "Are you finally finished?"

"Well...almost. I, uh…I need to get changed and then I'll be ready," she said, hoping he would get the hint. But he didn't move. He was too engrossed in the journal. Lucy cleared her throat to try to make a point.

"What?" he asked again.

"I need to get changed…So, um, I was hoping you could give me some privacy," she said awkwardly. Realization seemed to dawn on Flynn's face.

"Yes, I guess I should give you some privacy," he said, closing the journal and getting up from her bed. He looked her up and down before walking to the door, which caused Lucy to blush again. "I will be waiting downstairs," he said. Lucy waited to calm herself down before she changed into a plain white shirt and dark jeans. Hopefully I get over this awkward teenage crush phase, she thought, or this whole trip is going to be very awkward. Lucy took one last look around her bedroom and the other upstairs rooms before dragging all her suitcases down the staircase. Flynn was pacing in the living room until he heard dragging her suitcases. He grabbed Lucy's purse from the kitchen counter and met her by the front door.

"We need to get out of here quickly," Flynn said, taking two of the suitcases from her hands. Lucy grabbed her purse from Flynn and followed him out the door.

"Where is the mothership?" she asked. "And what time are we going to? Will we need to get me clothes before we leave?"

"Stop it with all the questions," he whispered, "I'll explain after I'm sure we aren't being followed." Flynn quickly made his way towards an old pickup truck across the street. Lucy climbed into the front seat as he put her suit cases in the back. Flynn had them on their way in no time. Lucy checked her phone again, hoping to see a call, or at least a text from Wyatt, but there was nothing. She felt more anxious after each minute that passed. Flynn tried to keep his eye on the road and on his mirrors, double checking that no one was stalking them. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Lucy repeatedly looking at her phone.

"He wants to save his wife and he is worried that you won't agree with the plan, so he isn't going to tell you about it," Flynn said. Lucy seemed a little surprised that he knew what she was worrying about.

"So Wyatt doesn't know that I know?" Lucy asked quietly.

"No, he doesn't."

She nodded, feeling a little better about the situation. At least Wyatt isn't angry with me…well, he isn't angry with me right now. After this whole thing is over with and he finds out the truth, he may not be very happy with me.

About ten minutes later, Flynn finally pulled into the parking lot of an abandoned building. As he pulled up, some men opened the shipment delivery doors to the building, allowing them to pull in. They quickly shut the building's doors after Flynn turned off the ignition. The men grabbed the suit cases from the bed of the truck and found space for them in the mothership. Lucy followed along with everyone else, not really knowing what to do. It did not take long for everyone to finish packing up their gear. Flynn guided Lucy into a seat in the mothership.

"Can you please tell me where we are going?" Lucy asked.

"1943, now put your seatbelt on," Flynn answered impatiently.

"But look at what I'm wearing! I can't wear this! And you can't wear that!" Lucy said, standing up from her seat, ignoring Flynn's request about the seatbelt. Flynn put his hands on her shoulders to try to sit her back down, but she wouldn't budge. "We cannot go looking like this!" she said again.

"Lucy, I have it all figured out. Will you please just calm down and trust me?" Flynn asked. Lucy thought for a few seconds before nodding and sitting back down into her seat. Flynn buckled her seatbelt before doing his own. Three of Flynn's cronies were sitting in the other passenger seats. Lucy tried ignoring them, but they all gave her bitter looks. Lucy checked to see if Flynn noticed, but he was too busy watching Anthony put in the coordinates. Before Lucy could think twice about it, Anthony had them on their way to 1943.

On the other side of town, Wyatt held a gun to Rufus's head, pretending to force him into stealing the lifeboat. They both tried to avoid eye contact with the security cameras as they went through the control room. Wyatt held up the gun to Rufus's head the entire time, trying to make it look realistic. Rufus unplugged the lifeboat before they both climbed inside. Security flooded the room seconds after Rufus put in the coordinates for 1982 UCLA.

A/N: Thanks for reading! And thank you to everyone that left me reviews!