So now and again i will throw a Wyatt based chapter in. Because you all want to know his side to this as well right? Plus i think it carries the story a bit better having both of their POV's now and again. But it will mainly be Lucy. So here's a Wyatt chapter!
Wyatt watched the door that Lucy just disappeared into. He took a heavy breath. Being that close to her was scary. He had always been so focused on getting Jessica back that being attracted to another women didn't seem possible. It was natural.
But it wasn't just attraction. That would be easy to get past. It was more than that. It was what he felt when she spoke about History, her stubbornness, bravery and mind. Too many things were stacking up and day by day he found himself being drawn closer and closer to her. He knew he felt it the moment Ian Fleming kissed her hand in Germany. A sensation that he almost forgot about came over him. A possessive need to remove her hand from his. When Fleming told him that he would take her into the castle as his sectary without him by her side protecting her. He knew it was more than just a job.
"Everything ok dude?" Rufus asked, breaking him out of his gaze at the bathroom door, "didn't interrupt anything did i?"
He looked at Rufus, curiosity on his face, noting where Wyatt's eyes were, "What? Me and Lucy? No!" he was quick to dismiss it.
Rufus scoffed, "Can't fool me man. I'm in a workplace relationship remember. I know the signs"
"What signs?" Wyatt challenged. But as soon as Rufus opened his mouth, he raised his hand to stop him, "you know what. I don't wanna know 'the signs'" he air quoted signs. He took once last look out the window and made his way over to a chair in the corner of the room opposite the beds. Slumping down and closing his eyes.
"It's not a bad thing you know," Rufus spoke quietly, "liking her"
Wyatt sighed. He was so conflicted, "Then why does it feel like it?" he replied honestly. Well he thought he did anyway. He always knew when he 'liked' a girl over just finding her attractive.
"Because your human. Because you still have guilt from Jessica and your still not past it," Rufus explained to him, taking a seat on the bed, "its going to take time... can i ask...has there been anyone else since Jessica?"
Wyatt opened his eyes and looked at his friend, "No" he answered honestly. They were close enough now that he felt he could share this with him.
Rufus nodded, "That will be another reason. The first since her"
Wyatt thought for a moment, worried they could be talking too loudly and leaned forward and lowered his face, "The guilt is there all the time. Hell i don't even know if she feels what goes on when we're together. But no matter what there's that underlining guilt. We haven't even done anything and i feel guilty...well apart from that kiss in-"
"-hold up" Rufus waved his hand to stop Wyatt. And he realised that Rufus didn't know about that, "you guys kissed? When?!"
"Shh," Wyatt reacted quickly and motioned with his hand to Rufus to lower his voice, "pretty sure my 4 times Great Grandfather just heard you above us," Rufus's eyes drifted towards the ceiling, like it was true, "yes we did kiss. But it was at Bonnie and Clyde's. It was a cover. We had to pretend we were like them. A couple on the run. We had to make it believable. They would have shot us on sight otherwise," he sighed, remembering that kiss, "so yeah. I kissed her"
"And?" Rufus questioned, wanting more.
"And what? Next morning you arrived" Wyatt sat back in the chair. Giving another glance to the bathroom door. Worried that Lucy could come back at any minute.
Rufus shook his head, "There's more. I know there is"
Wyatt sighed, and rubbed his eyes, "You know its late, and she will be coming out soon"
"Nah man, your not getting out if it that easily. Explain...they thought you were a couple. There must have been more" Rufus was pushing and he probably wasn't going to stop now.
Wyatt pinched the bridge of his nose and came forward again in his seat, "Ok there was touching, cuddling and...bed sharing"
Rufus clapped his hands together, much to Wyatt's annoyance, "Ah its happening! I knew it was happening"
"Rufus this was months ago! We talked about it right after we got back and nothing since!" he had lowered his voice, but was still making a point.
"Ok nothing like that. But you sure as hell went crazy when Flynn took her," Rufus pointed out. Wyatt didn't like to think back at that time. He had let her down. He should never have agreed to separate. Letting her go out on her own looking for the Rittenhouse boy, "there was guilt there too i get that," there really was. It felt like Jessica all over again. He pulled himself apart hoping she was unharmed and safe, "but dude, she came straight to you when she came for us in that chamber in Chicago. You. She came to you. I was there as well. She didn't come to me first. And i saw both of your reactions. That wasn't just colleagues"
Suddenly the chain flushed in the bathroom and before Wyatt had a chance to reply to what Rufus was saying he stood up and placed a finger over his lips, "Not another word" he warned. He was ending this conversation.
The door opened and Lucy entered, looking sheepish and clutching the dress she had just taken off in her hands, pressed to her body, "Er can you guys turn around? I wanna get into bed"
"Er yeah of course. Rufus" Wyatt directed to his friend, to advise him to turn his head. Wyatt looked out the window, but caught her reflection in the glass. He pressed his lips together. She placed the dress on the coat stand and made her way back to the bed. She always had such grace and class. The nightgown looked too big on her tiny frame. But she managed to look amazing in anything. Wyatt shook his head. Trying to get the thoughts out of his mind.
"I'm in, thanks guys" her voice echoed through the room.
Wyatt cleared his throat and turned, "You wanna go next?" he asked Rufus who nodded and stood up quickly.
"Guess its long-johns for sleep tonight" he chuckled as he passed Lucy and closed the bathroom door.
For a moment there was silence. Wyatt took off his belt and placed it on the chair, he looked over to Lucy who was curled up to her side watching him. Her eyes quickly moved away and she shuffled a bit more, "God these sheets are scratchy"
Wyatt was glad she made a comment like that, it released a bit of the tension in the room, "Still a while off fabric softener being invented huh?" he smiled.
"Yep. Not for another 20 years or so" she responded, pulling her arms up and resting them on top of the sheets.
He shook his head, she knew that. Of course she knew that. He removed his jacket and placed it on the chair. Knowing her eyes were back on him, he checked the docks again outside, "Flynn's made no appearance. That worries me" He had a skill of turning up when they least expected it. He couldn't let that happen this time. He had not just Lucy and Rufus to protect, but his whole family. And himself.
"Me too" Lucy spoke quietly and honestly.
Wyatt turned his head, he saw the look on her face. Concern and he wanted to take it away, "You don't leave my side on this trip" he told her forcefully, "i promise you. He wont take you again" his tone had turned serious. He knew exactly what she was thinking and he didn't want her thinking it. He wanted her to feel as safe as possible.
The the gratitude on her face showed and she nodded, "Thank you Wyatt" she whispered, her eyes never leaving his.
He nodded back, and cleared his throat, breaking the eye contact that he found made his stomach twist, "Besides. As my wife, that's probably the deal anyway" he smirked at her. Reminding her of the role they were playing on this trip.
The comment made her chuckle, "We need a story. You mentioned about me being a nurse...lets hope that doesn't come back to bite me on the ass" she told him, "remember i get faint at the sight of blood. Rufus had to remove that bullet from you that time. Not me. I would make crummy nurse"
Wyatt let out a laugh and took a seat on the bed next to her, "Ok. A story...," he thought for a moment, "well i already said we met when you patched me up-"
"-after the war though. I'm surprised he didn't pick up on that. That was only a few months ago...and now were man and wife?" Lucy made a point.
Wyatt shrugged, "It happens, more in this time line than any. Quick marriages...so ya know...no sinning occurs" he gave her a wink. He knew flirting came to be something they naturally did. But when she blushed at it he carried on, "we had a whirlwind romance. Its fine. It wont cause suspicion" he tried to reassure her, "besides we've been quick at thinking on our feet in the past..."
He caught her gaze, reminding both of them about 1934. The bathroom door clicked and Rufus reentered the room, both of them looked at their friend and he stood still, pulling the door to, "I'd leave it a couple of minutes if i were you dude"
Lucy squished her nose up in disgust and Wyatt recoiled, "Seriously man?"