Arnis, Germany - September 28, 1924

Flynn couldn't take being in Anneliese's house any longer, the heaviness from the stress that lingered in the air left everyone in the room tense and uncomfortable. It was enough to overwhelm him. Stepping outside, he released a heavy sigh, his mind racing slightly as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. He felt like he should have known that Rittenhouse was looking for ways to get back at Wells, he just never thought it would go quite this far.

Anneliese explained her fears to them, that she worried that Rittenhouse would kidnap her child, claiming her as their own to use against Wells one day. Rufus, Jiya, and Wyatt had shifted their gaze to Flynn, who had grown eerily quiet. None of them brought up their connection with Elinor, knowing that it could affect how the very fabric of time happened. If Anneliese discovered the events of what was about to happen in nine years, Flynn was positive that they'd return home to an entirely different life.

Yet, if Rittenhouse succeeded in kidnapping Elinor today, then they would still return to a different life. The fear that he could return to find that Elinor was stolen out from underneath him again left him frozen. He could barely register the soft sounds of a storm rolling in from a distance, the wind slowly picking up tousling his dark hair.

Clenching his jaw, he silently prayed that this wouldn't have been like their last few missions - which were failures. He hoped with every fiber of his being that things would work out in their favor. If things did, he made a vow to show Elinor Elsner that he loved her.

Flynn jumped at the sudden sound of the front door shutting behind him, his head jerking to see Rufus staring at him with a deeply concerned look as he stood at a safe distance from Flynn on Anneliese's porch.

"You doing alright out here?" Rufus questioned, his eyebrows drawn together.

Flynn barely nodded before he finally changed his mind and shook his head in disagreement. There was no point in lying to Rufus, for he would clearly see through him. Flynn was getting bad at hiding his emotions.

Rufus nodded, acknowledging Flynn's obvious dismay. The day had already started out weird with Lucy and Wyatt's pregnancy reveal and it seemed to only keep getting weirder. "Of course not," Rufus groaned, shaking his head as he casually stood next to Flynn. "I mean, it's not every day that you meet your girlfriend's mother while she's pregnant with your girlfriend." Rufus wrinkled his nose. "In fact, come to think of it… You do realize that you have the hots for someone who's like in her late nineties, right? I never pegged you as the type to have a thing for older women..."

Flynn rolled his eyes, glaring at Rufus menacingly. "Rufus? Did you know that you could be a pain in the ass?" Flynn asked sarcastically, watching as Rufus grinned.

"Maybe, but you can't deny that it didn't at least make you smile a bit," Rufus pointed out as Flynn chuckled, shaking his head.

"I take it back. You're a pain in the ass and an idiot," Flynn quipped, smirking at Rufus's glare that was as dark and stormy as the clouds slowly rolling in.

The two sat in silence for a couple of moments, listening as the low rumbles of thunder grew louder the closer the storm got.

"She's going to be okay. You know that, right?" Rufus piped finally, facing the direction Flynn was staring. "We're going to go home and she'll be there waiting for you."

Flynn tried to ignore the lump that had formed in his throat, glancing down at his feet. He opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming shut behind them.

The two turned their heads to see Jiya standing on the front porch, her dark black locks almost blocking her face from their view as the wind picked up steadily. Flynn quickly noticed that her eyes were wide with concern, her face slightly pale.

Rufus's body stiffened at the sight of Jiya looking so alarmed, dread washing over him as he fought to find the strength to ask her what was wrong.

"We have a problem," Jiya stated, her voice slightly panicked. "Wyatt and I were inside talking to Anneliese and… apparently, she's been having some pretty bad contractions today. Her water just broke a few minutes ago."

Rufus's eyes grew wide as Flynn's face turned slightly pale, glancing at Jiya with their mouths hanging open.

"You're kidding," Rufus groaned, running his hands over his head. "This is like the absolute worst time."

Jiya frowned at Rufus's comment, giving Rufus an intimidating glare. "Do you want to be the one to tell the pregnant woman that now isn't a good time to have her baby?" Jiya snapped, rendering Rufus speechless so that she could finish. "Wyatt has helped her to her room, I'm going to assist him with the delivery."

Jiya had turned to make her way into the house but before any of them could respond, the sound of a gunshot echoing through the air caused the three time travelers to duck instinctively, fearful expressions crossing each one of their faces.

Flynn lifted his head to see two men running towards the house as rain started to fall shortly after a loud crack of thunder. Flynn's face darkened, recognizing one of the men as the Rittenhouse agent that had tried to shoot Elinor during her book signing, only to hold her hostage with a gun to her head before kidnapping her.

Cursing under his breath, Flynn began pushing Rufus and Jiya towards the front door. "In the house. Now!"

The two quickly jumped into action without hesitation, Jiya being the one to push the door open as they rushed into the house, slamming the door shut behind them.

Flynn's mind was already working on a plan for when Rittenhouse infiltrated the house, knowing that it would be a matter of moments before they plowed their way in. His jaw clenched, he turned his gaze to a panting Jiya. "Go help Wyatt. Let him know what's going on but try to tell him without alerting Anneliese. The less stress she is in, the better," Flynn commanded, content to see Jiya quickly making a run for the room.

Reaching into his suit jacket, Flynn pulled out his gun quickly and carefully handed it to Rufus. "Shoot first, ask questions later," Flynn explained to Rufus, ignoring the questioning glare the pilot was giving him.

"What about you?" Rufus nearly argued but the force of Flynn pulling him away from the front door stopped him from even trying. He motioned for Rufus to hide behind the couch, where the pilot hunkered down.

"I have better odds of holding them off without a gun than you do," Flynn reminded him, cautiously backing away from the couch as he leaned against the wall that was directly next to the front door.

The only sound that could be heard for the first few seconds was the eerie sounds of the storm starting to rage outside, the rain hitting the window with an incredible force. Flynn almost questioned if the two agents were planning to enter through a different point of entry but the sight and sound of the front door being kicked in caused Flynn to jump, his mind already pushing him into action.

With a swift movement, Flynn had pushed his entire weight against the front door, the impact causing the door to knock whoever had entered in off balance as their gun slid across the floor. Flynn growled lightly at the sight of who he was faced with, his eyes darkening at the sight of the Rittenhouse agent who tried hurting Elinor twice smirked at him, his eyes lit up with a terrifying glint.

"You again," the agent sneered, shaking his head. "I knew I should have killed you when we had the chance. Can't believe I let the pretty little bitch talk me out of it."

Flynn gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists. "She has a name, you dick," Flynn hissed, lunging a fist at the man. Flynn was caught off guard by the second agent pushing the door back into Flynn, knocking Flynn's balance off. Flynn almost wondered what was taking Rufus so long to retaliate when the sound of a gunshot echoed through the room.

Flynn was surprised to see that Rufus had managed to successfully shoot the second Rittenhouse agent, leaving the man crumpled on the floor. Flynn was almost impressed with Rufus's quick shooting skills but was distracted by the sight of something coming towards him. Throwing up his arm instinctively, Flynn let out a hiss as the stinging feeling of a knife had cut through his suit jacket and long sleeve shirt, leaving a small, fresh wound.

Flynn glared threateningly at the agent, rage building up in his chest as he contemplated charging the man when the sound of another gunshot rang out. Flynn watched as the other agent swayed slightly, blood slowly dripping out of his mouth before he collapsed to the floor.

Flynn glanced up cautiously to see that the shooter was Rufus, his arms extended out as he kept his hands firmly wrapped around the gun. Rufus's eyes were slightly wide, his lips parted as he breathed heavily.

Flynn raised his chin slightly, giving Rufus an impressed glance. "Perhaps we should give you a gun more often," Flynn stated, smirking slightly.

Rufus lowered the gun carefully, shaking his head as if to wipe the memory from his brain. "You're on your own next time," Rufus groaned, ignoring Flynn's chuckle.

The two were slightly caught off guard by the sound of a painful wail coming from the other room, their hearts nearly jumping as they glared at each other with wide eyes. They wondered if the two agents attacking them were only a distraction, that maybe Rittenhouse had sent more agents. Then a sudden realization hit them as soon as they could make out Jiya's comforting voice and Wyatt's coaching over the sound of the storm still raging outside.

The baby was coming.