Hi everyone! Sorry for the delay since my last post! Holidays didn't let me a lot of time to write!
I wanted to thank you for all the reviews I got for my last story :) It made me want to write faster! I hope you'll enjoy today's story too!
Summary: She had never expected to become a traitor herself.
Traitor
She was a historian and, of course, history was full of notorious traitors. She had read about them, had learned about them and had despised most of them.
There was first and foremost Bennedict Arold whom she had had the chance, if that was how she could call it, to meet not so long ago. The guy was not only a world noted traitor, but also a Rittenhouse pioneer, an even better reason to hate him.
There was also Aldrich James whom she had had some sort of fascination to read about even though what he did was despicable. The man had worked for the CIA for years until it was discovered he was in fact a Soviet double agent, exposing over a hundred agents during his spying years.
Finally, one of her favourites was Aaron Burr. The man had had the guts to betray America, a country to which he had been vice president, by asking for money and ships in exchange for giving help to the British who wanted to take the territory of Louisiana.
So among all those historical traitors she knew, she had never expected to become one of them herself.
All her life she had worked her ass off so her mother would be proud of the woman and the historian she was becoming. She had gone to the school she was expected to, had taken a job at the university she was supposed to, had followed in every single of her mother's footsteps, just like her mother wanted her to.
She had done everything for her mother until it was too much. Until she had learned that her mother's fascination with history and her desire to raise her daughter to be just like her was only part of a bigger scheme, one that included using her as a tool to accomplish one of Rittenhouse's most important mission.
Two days before, when she packed her things and announced to her mother that she wanted nothing to do with being a Rittenhouse heir, that day, she became a traitor in her mother's eyes.
It hurt. It hurt so much when she thought about the last words her mother had yelled at her. Venomous words spat with hatred telling her how she was betraying her and how she never wanted to see her again if it was not to take her rightful place as a Rittenhouse leader.
If it was only that. She could have dealt with her mother thinking such a thing. As much as she missed the mother she used to know, she had never found her old relationship back with this altered timeline Carolyn. She didn't even feel like she knew this Carolyn.
She preferred finding comfort in believing that her mother might not have been Rittenhouse in the original timeline. She had started grieving her loving mother when she found out about her sickness. She preferred thinking about that instead of how she had turned out to be a monster.
What she couldn't deal though was feeling like her teammates and employers might think about her as a traitor.
The minute she found out about her mother's implications, Lucy feared that the others would think she was Rittenhouse too. What would Wyatt and Rufus think of her? Both her parents were Rittenhouse! She herself was Rittenhouse freaking royalty! How could she expect them to trust her now?
That was how she found herself in hiding. She had packed a small duffel bag with her things before leaving her mother's house in a hurry, only to realize she had nowhere to go. She had no place of her own, her mother didn't want to see her anymore and she couldn't face neither Wyatt or Rufus.
She drove around a bit, wondering what she was going to do. She thought about renting a hotel room, but then feared that agent Christopher or Jiya could retrace her with her credit card. What if they wanted to arrest her too? She had nothing to prove that she wasn't a traitor, a spy, or whatever they could think she was.
She finally settled on going to her old office at the history faculty. She knew she still had her access since she had gone there a few weeks ago when they asked her to do a replacement for another teacher who was sick.
Resigning herself, she had drove the short way there after a stop at the grocery store and had settled herself in her small office.
That was two days ago. So it meant that it had been two days since she had last been out of her office and since she had seen anyone. She wondered if agent Christopher had found out about her mother yet and if she had been arrested? Were they looking for her too now? Was she on some sort of wanted list? Were Wyatt and Rufus worried about her or they hated her, thinking she had been a spy or a saboteur the whole time?
"Hugghh!" Lucy groaned aloud as she collapsed on the old leather couch that was usually reserved for desperate students coming to plead their case for better grades. What was she going to do? She couldn't stay in hiding forever! If they really were looking for her as a Rittenhouse possible member, it was only a matter of time before the agents came breaking down her office door, dragging her out of her secluded hideout.
And oh she was right because minutes later, a loud knock at the door and a voice that she recognized immediately resonated through the silence of her office; "Lucy! Lucy I know you're in there I can see the light under the door!"
Lucy's breath quickened as she heard Wyatt calling her from the other side of the door. That was it, it was over. Would she go to prison? Would they ever believe she was innocent? What if she had done something for Rittenhouse without ever knowing it, manipulated by her mother? Or what if the other version of herself, this new timeline's Lucy, was an active Rittenhouse member and they had proof of her actions that could send her to jail?
"Lucy come on, I saw your car in the parking lot! I'm serious! Open that freaking door I'm really worried!"
That took her by surprise. Wyatt was worried about her? Or was it a trap? Maybe he had been sent to lure her out of her hiding. It might have not been rational, but in that moment, the fear prevented her from thinking clearly.
When she still didn't answer, Wyatt called her again; "Lucy! Please, I need to know if you're okay. I need to know if they hurt you,"
The honesty in his voice and the worriedness she heard were enough to finally convince her to unlock her door and let him in. It was well time to face the music.
She didn't even have time to open the door fully that Wyatt was rushing in, a wild look in his eyes, almost one of despair. He engulfed her in a bone crushing hug as soon as he spotted her before backing away and taking her face in both his hands; "You're okay? Did they hurt you?" he asked frantically.
Shell-shocked, it took a few seconds for Lucy to find the words to answer; "I'm alright. I'm okay,"
She didn't have time to add anything else because she found her face muffled in Wyatt's shirt as he tucked her in even closer, almost making it hard for her to breathe.
A few minutes later, he finally let go a little when Lucy wiggled in his arms, needing a fresh breath of air.
When Lucy was able to glance at him, she was surprised to find that his facial expression had once again changed. While he had first appeared worried when he had crossed the threshold, then relieved when she assured him no one had hurt her, now he looked pissed off.
"What the hell where you thinking?" he all but yelled.
Lucy was taken aback, "I… I..." she stuttered, at loss for words.
"Seriously Lucy! Do you know how much we looked for you? How come you didn't answer my texts or calls?" Wyatt bombarded her with questions.
"I… I thought, I just," she tried, feeling suddenly overwhelmed. She had been so afraid that they were looking for her, that they wanted to accuse her. She had been so terrified that no one would believe she was innocent that she had forgotten to think that maybe they'd be worried about her.
Wyatt looked at her with disbelief; "What? What did you think? Because I honestly cannot think of a good enough reason for you to disappear like that!"
"I was scared ok!" Lucy suddenly burst out.
"Scared of Rittenhouse? Of course! And you should be! But why hide all alone? Why disappear? I've been thinking the worst for two days! I thought you were hurt! I thought your mother had done something terrible! I thought you were," he took a break to inhale sharply, "I thought you were freaking dead!"
Lucy felt instantly bad at Wyatt's admission. She had never thought of that. She felt really bad now that she was realizing how she had made him worry. Especially, considering his past, she could see why he was mad at her.
"I'm sorry," she sighed honestly.
Wyatt shook his head, "It's okay Lucy. I can see that you didn't think about it and you were scared. It just hurt to know that you thought you couldn't trust me enough to come for me instead of hiding,"
"I was scared no one would believe me. I was scared you'd all think I was also a part of Rittenhouse. I was scared you'd think I had been deceiving you the whole time," she explained feeling her eyes fill with unshed tears from both sadness from worrying Wyatt, but also relief from finally not having to hide anymore.
Wyatt took a step forward and engulfed her in another hug; "Oh Lucy!"
Minutes passed and they like that in silent, simply enjoying the fact that they were finally reunited.
"Never do that to me again okay Lucy? No matter what, I'll always be there. You never have to be scared to come for me for anything," Wyatt promised as he ran his hands up and down her back.
"Thank you Wyatt, for being here and for finding me," Lucy whispered before suddenly breaking apart, "By the way, how did you know I'd be here?"
Wyatt shrugged, "You weren't with your mom, you weren't with Noah and your credit card hadn't been used once. I figured you had gone somewhere you knew, somewhere where you felt safe,"
"You were right," Lucy sighed, "I really didn't know where to go, and I still don't know what I'll do even now that you've found me. I guess I'll just rent a hotel room,"
Wyatt shook his head, "Don't even think about it! I'm not letting you out of my sight again! You're coming with me, no discussion."
"I can't impose my presence on you Wyatt," Lucy refused.
"Impose? No! You'd actually do me a favor! I could sleep better knowing you are safe Lucy," Wyatt admitted, taking a step forward, closing the space between them.
Lucy almost stopped breathing at their closeness, "What?"
"I wasn't kidding earlier when I talked about possibilities Lucy. If Mason hadn't interrupted I," he stopped, at loss for words.
"You would have done what?" she whispered, eyes riveted to Wyatt's lips, hoping it was finally going to happen.
"I would have done that," he said before putting his lips on hers as fire erupted in Lucy and she melted in his arms.
In that moment, she forgot everything, the fear of Rittenhouse, the pain of knowing she was a traitor in her mother's eyes and the doubts that had inhabited her for weeks now. She just wanted to enjoy what she had been waiting for.
In Wyatt's arms, she could finally feel safe and at peace.
Here it is! I really had fun reading about those famous historical traitors and I hope you did too.
I'm really at loss for the next word to use starting with U. If you guys have any ideas it would be appreciated :)
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