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Back to Lucys POV
Wyatt had gone down early to check that Alex and Wood hadn't left yet. She had a restless night. Noticing at points, Wyatt was awake too. It could have been because of Rufus snoring or the fact he was sleeping on the floor. But she had some feeling it was more than that. It was this mission itself. How things were starting to change between them. She knew he felt it too. She had got herself ready and asked Rufus to tie her corset back up. No tension at all. She knew if Wyatt had done it, there would have been. Giving her even more of an indication of what could be happening. Once Wyatt came back gave the go ahead that the two men were eating breakfast, Rufus and Lucy went downstairs too.
"God i'm starving" Rufus stated taking a seat at a table.
Lucy spotted Alex and he graciously nodded at both her and Wyatt. A sudden realisation came over her as Wyatt started to take his seat, "Wyatt" she hissed.
"Huh?" she caught his attention.
"Get the chair for me" she whispered through gritted teeth while still giving Alex a smile who now looked bemused.
"What? Get your own goddamn chair. You've started to become pretty precious on these trips ya know" Wyatt responded while picking up a bread roll that sat in a basket on their table.
Lucy sighed heavily, he obviously wasn't getting it, again through gritted teeth and a smile in Alex's direction, she spoke again, "Wyatt your relative is watching us. Its the 1800's and your my 'husband'. Get my freakin' chair!"
"Oh shit" Wyatt realised and jumped up, looking over at Alex and nodding hello, "my dear" he stated louder, almost so Alex could hear while he pulled out Lucy's chair.
Lucy placed herself down in the most delicate way she knew how. Still observing that Alex's eyes were watching them. Once she was fully settled into her seat, Wyatt moved and sat down in is.
"Well you've got the bickering of a married couple down" Rufus commented, buttering the bread roll.
Wyatt and Lucy made eye contact for a moment and nothing else was said.
"So what's to eat in his joint?" Rufus asked after nothing was said for a couple of minutes, breaking the obvious tension with her and Wyatt.
Lucy cleared her throat, "Er fruits, porridge...they might serve vegetables too"
"When i said joint, i didn't mean prison," Rufus remarked, "that's all they have?"
"Were in South Africa Rufus. They grow the majority of the food they eat. Its few and far between...oh and cereals too" Lucy added.
"But i'm pretty sure captain crunch is not on the menu" Wyatt added taking a sip of fresh orange juice that they had all been given. He gave her a look, full well knowing what she wanted to say, "go ahead" he stated with a smirk.
She gave a smile, he knew her too well, "It was 1963"
"There she is" Wyatt noted. It amazed her that even when they were either in the mist of tension, fighting or being shot at. They always managed to make each other smile and get back to normal. It was like they bounced straight back. She gave another glance over to Alex who was in conversation with Wood, a man she was still yet to meet.
A bowl of porridge was set down in front of them all, "Not even a choice huh?" Rufus commented, "man i could do with a chocodile right now"
Lucy giggled at the memory of Rufus' favourite snack. She would take that too right now. She mixed the bowl of stodgy oats and sighed, "You get what your given. It was cheap for places like this to serve," a waitress passed them and she raised her hand to stop her, "excuse me, sorry, do you happen to have honey?"
The waitress immediately looked to the man standing close to the kitchen door, he was obviously the tavern owner, he gave her a nod and she turned back to Lucy, "Of course Miss. Let me take these back for you and give you some" she picked up all their bowls and took them away just as Rufus was about to take a bite.
"Er why she takin' away my food?" Rufus asked disappointingly.
"They never placed the honey on the tables. Places like this have them. But they don't let it be known. Honey was a delicacy and only for special occasions. Slowly that stopped being the case. But they didn't like people knowing they had it. So its the typical you don't ask, you don't get" Lucy explained and shrugged, taking a sip of orange juice. Thankful for it being cold and fresh, she looked up at both the men staring at her, "what? You want honey don't you?"
Wyatt broke the silence first, "Of course. Good thinking. We need that natural sugar for our energy"
The waitress returned with their bowls of porridge and honey drizzled on top. The boys ate theirs quickly, while of course Lucy was slower. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Alex stood, along with Wood and started to walk over, her eyes darted, "Wyatt" she warned.
Wyatt's eyes directly came up and he stood up quickly, of course he would stand up for them and not her, she humorously thought.
"Ima sorry i didn't catch ya last name last night" Alex reached out to Wyatt to sake his hand again and all of them stood.
"Logan" Wyatt instantly stated, shaking Alex's hand. Lucy's eyes went wider. Surely he would have come up with a different last name at least? But she could see in his eyes, he wasn't thinking about that at all. It was all about his ancestor in front of him.
"Mr Logan, Mrs Logan," his eyes fell to Lucy and Wyatt together. A funny feeling came over her stomach when he said that, "please let me introduce Sir Evelyn Wood Field Marshall V.C" Alex motioned to the smaller, older man next to him.
"Its an honour Sir" Wyatt shook his hand and looked in awe again.
"Pleasures mine," came the very British response, he held himself well. While being at least in his 50's he still looked very well for the time period, "Miss" he nodded in Lucy's direction and she reacted with a curtsy.
"How'd you do Sir" she spoke quietly. She was trying to remember the way the ladies of that time acted.
"I have a wee favour to ask you both, i-" Alex was about to carry on when he noticed Rufus, "i don't believe we've met, Alexander Walkinshaw" he shook Rufus's hand.
"Nice to meet you Sir" Rufus replied he looked to Lucy and Wyatt. He knew what he would be in this situation so stayed quiet.
"What can we do for you?" Wyatt asked Alex, knowing he was going to ask them something. Still the look of admiration didn't leave his face.
Alex looked at Wood and he nodded, "Its more what your wife could do actually"
Lucy's eyes grew a little wider, unsure of where this was going. Wyatt shuffled on the spot, "What might that be?" if this man hadn't been his ancestor, Wyatt's usual reaction for someone needing her for someone was met with more defence. But she could see it unnerved him a little.
"Can we talk somewhere more private?" Alex asked them. Lucy was still worried what it could be. What would Wyatt's ancestor need her for?
Wyatt looked to Lucy and then to Rufus. Obviously knowing this probably wouldn't involve him, Rufus took initiative, "I'll go get your belongings, Sir, Madam" he directed at them, playing his role. They watched as he disappeared out the door and obviously to their room.
"Please, follow me" Alex stated as he let Wood go first and then himself.
Lucy felt Wyatt's hand land on the small of her back, "Just keep moving" he whispered close into her ear.
"What do you think he needs me for?" Lucy whispered back. Ever so aware of how close they were to each other in this moment.
It was met with silence as they kept walking and the gentlemen entered a room which looked like a lounge of some sort. Empty. No other people were in there. They had obviously asked previously for this room to be kept free. She sensed the older man had that power.
"Your not going to like it," Wyatt whispered back as he moved her in front of him as they walked into the room, she looked up at him in confusion, "you forget sweetheart...your a nurse"
Lucy's eyes whipped round to Wyatt as he closed the door behind them and she stood in the middle of the room feeling completely exposed. She knew this would come back to bite her in the ass.