Well i promised another chapter, and this one is longer! Thank you all for your reviews! Keep them coming and OMG the new promo. All this Lyatt goodness...i'm so worried that we are going to get it, and then its going to be ripped away from us...lets hope not though.

Wyatt's POV

"I can't thank you enough again Empress, for your generosity," Lucy began, they had been engaging in conversation for a few hours and Wyatt had really seen what it was like to ride in a carriage with an Empress, "but i insist you have your cot back tonight"

Not being able to be close to Lucy when they slept was starting to to become alien to him. Considering they had done it for 5 nights previously, being separated from each other felt strange. He started to question what they would do when they got back to normality. Or their version of normality.

"Only if your sure Lucy," the Empress replied, "you need all the rest you can get" she motioned to the bandage still on Lucy's head.

"Which reminds me," Wyatt spoke up, turning his head to her, "i need to clean the wound. I told Alex we will need to stop at midday and find the nearest river or bank with fresh water" and he gently stroked the hand in her lap, gazing at her.

During the last few hours, every bump and shake of the carriage, Wyatt had made sure his grip got tighter around her waist, to the point he was sure Lucy was about to tell him not to squeeze too tightly.

He was hoping that stopping would help, letting her get some getting some fresh air. With the constant dull ache she was experiencing, he wanted to do anything to make it better for her.

"Did you teach your husband a few tricks Lucy?" the Empress questioned.

Lucy's frowned, Wyatt instantly saw her confusion, so decided to answer for her, "Yes, Your Imperial Majesty, I've learnt a lot from my wife about nursing," he chipped in. Lucy had obviously completely forgotten about her so called 'career', "i'm thankful that she did, otherwise i don't know what i would have done" he told her seriously and gave Lucy another look, she was looking tired. The journey was draining on her and he was starting to get worried. Lucy was never the one to forget where they were and what roles they were playing, that usually fell on himself and Rufus.

"Your devotion to her is beautiful i must say Mr Logan," the Empress looked wistfully at them both.

"Please your Imperial Majesty, if you are to call my wife by her first name, i insist you call me Wyatt" he told her.

A gentle smile from the Empress and a nod was given.

Suddenly without warning, he felt Lucy slowly lean into him, resting her body onto his.

Wyatt sat further alert, "Lucy?" he questioned, looking down at her.

"She appears to be falling asleep Mr Logan" the Empress told him, ignoring the conversation they had just had.

He noted that she had closed her eyes and rested her head against his shoulder.

"Hey sweetheart, come on. Open your eyes Lucy" Wyatt spoke, placing his hand under her chin and tipping her head up to look at him, but she only let out a tired whimper, with her eyes still closed.

Fear started to come over him again and his stomach twisted, what if she was taking a turn for he worse?

"Don't fret Mr Logan," the Empress spoke again, trying to calm him, "however maybe stopping now, would be better?" he heard the Empress ask and he looked at her quickly nodding.

Then without a moments hesitation, he put his hand out the window and hit it against the carriage to get the others attention, his voice shouting out, "Hey! We need to stop!"

Rufus appeared on his horse beside them as the carriage slowed, "Whats wrong, is she alright?!" instantly he knew if Wyatt called out like that it was going to be about Lucy.

The carriage came to a halt, "Help me Rufus?" Wyatt asked. In turn, his friend jumped off the horse and opened the carriage door for him.

With his hand round her waist, Wyatt gently picked her up and passed her to Rufus, not being able to get out the carriage with her in his arms.

Lucy murmured again into Rufus, "Wyatt?"

Wyatt came off the steps and instantly came to Rufus on hearing her speak his name, he nodded to him that he would take her back, "I'm right here sweetheart" he told her assuredly as she was passed back. A relief came over him that at least she was talking.

"What do you need?" Rufus quickly asked him.

"Fresh water," he told him and turned as Alex and Emie appeared on their horses, "Alex, please tell me there's a river or stream around here, i really need to get her wound cleaned and checked" he felt desperate and he sounded desperate.

"Of course," Alex nodded, noticing Lucy in his arms, "follow me, i believe we aren't far. Let me take her on here" he directed to the space on the horse in front of him.

Wyatt contemplated it for a moment, "No if its alright Alex, i'd rather have her with me," he was thankful for the offer, and he did trust Alex. But right now, he just wanted to right by her. He turned back to Rufus, "can i take your horse?" he asked him.

"Yeah, whatever you need" he agreed and started to remove the saddle so Wyatt had room to take Lucy properly without either of them feeling discomfort.

"I'll lead the way" Alex told him, and started to move in front of them as Wyatt passed Lucy back to Rufus so he could get on the horse. Once steadied, he motioned for Rufus to lift her up. Slowly, and making sure not to knock her head, he lifted her up to settle her into him on the horse. He took the reigns and she laid her head against his chest.

"Rufus, pass me the kit?" Wyatt asked, referring to Lucy's medical kit in the back of the carriage.

"Where are we going?" she questioned quietly, still not opening her eyes.

He took the kit from Rufus and held onto it, "To get you cleaned and freshened up," Wyatt told her, her head so close he leaned down to place a kiss on the bandage covering her forehead, "you need to keep talking to me Lucy" he told her.

She nodded her head, but didn't respond verbally to him.

"We'll stay here and look after the Empress," Rufus told him as Euphemie got off her horse as well, he gently placed his hand on Lucy leg, "see you soon Luce"

"Mmm" Lucy nodded into Wyatt.

He wanted her to say more, but if that was all they were going to get for now. It was good enough. He just prayed that cleaning the wound and getting some fresh water in her would wake her up and not make her so lethargic. He was trying to stay positive, but another 2 days away from Capetown and then the journey back in the Mothership, he feared the worse.

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"It's just down here!" Alex hollered from in front of him. He could tell because in the distance he heard the light trickling sounds of running water.

"Right behind you!" Wyatt called back, making sure to let him know he was still following the right way.

"Lucy," Wyatt nudged his shoulder that she was laid on, "can you open your eyes? We're nearly there" he whispered to her.

She nodded her head, but still failed to open them, "I think so"

"Only a little further, your going to have to help me out here," he told her, glancing down again at her, "sweetheart?" he questioned. He had found him calling her that, even when others weren't around, it was natural to him now and he didn't want to stop.

"What's come over me?" she whispered, "why do i feel so tired?"

"A head injury will do that," he told her as he caught up with Alex at a small mound, he looked down and saw a brook below them.

"I'll wait up here with the horses," Alex told him, jumping down and taking the kit from Wyatt's hand.

"Thank you Alex," Wyatt returned, forever grateful to not only have this man as a friend, but as an ancestor. After putting the kit down, he then turned to Wyatt and motioned for him to pass Lucy down to him. He did so slowly, "careful" he advised him, even though he knew Alex was more than capable of holding onto Lucy.

Wyatt then himself jumped down from the horse and took the kit in his hands and then Lucy from Alex's arms.

"Take your time, i imagine the others will have some lunch while they wait," Alex told him, placing a hand on his shoulder, "go see to your wife"

Wyatt gave him a thankful nod, it didn't matter if they were happy for them to take their time, he wanted to get moving as soon as possible. This situation made him realise even more so that they needed to get her back to the present, in a clean and functioning hospital. Drugs and anything she needed to make sure she fully recovered. This was slowing them down, but she needed the care as they went.

He made his way slowly down the hill and came to the waters edge, kneeling down and placing Lucy on the grass, with her head rested on his lap. He leaned over and opened the kit, they had bandages and other medical supplies, but not much else.

"It's peaceful here" Lucy spoke quietly, still drowsy.

Wyatt grabbed the bandage and looked down at her, her eyes were now slightly open and squinting at the African sun, "Hey don't look directly at it, will only make your headache worse" he told her.

He shuffled round with her head still in his lap so he was blocking the sun. A small smirk appeared on her face, she groaned, "Would you stop being so nice to me? It's unnerving"

He smirked back, she was talking and giving him sass, this was a good sign, "Well, hopefully once you get back on your feet you'll be bossing me about enough for me to give you snarky comebacks" he resorted, cutting some of the fresh bandage off.

"This is true" she agreed, still smirking through the pain.

"Ok, this might hurt a little" he told her, slowly undoing the bandage around her head, lifting her head gently as he did so. Thankfully there was no reaction, it wasn't until he reached the gauze that was covering the wound that she winced in pain, "i'm sorry" he whispered and stopped, gently stroking her cheek.

"It's ok," she promised him, placing her hand over his, "just keep going, this needs to be done"

"Here," he stated, and held under her neck, lifting her off of him and moving his legs out either side of her and resting her back down, "grab my leg and squeeze if there's any pain"

Lucy sadly smiled, "You sure?" she asked, obviously worried to hurt him.

"I can take it," he told her and she placed a hand on both legs, clutching them, ready, "ok i'm going to peel it back now" he prepared her.

She nodded quickly, tell him she just wanted it over with. So he gently peeled it back, and straight away he felt her squeeze both legs tightly. The gauze was slightly stuck on either side of the wound, so he leaned over the water, wetting a clean cloth and dabbing it lightly on either side to loosen it. Slowly it peeled back and the dirty gauze was off.

"I need to let it get fresh air for a moment before i replace it," he advised her, "but not too long, i don't know what's out here" he looked around, sure it looked beautiful and peaceful enough. But who knew what was out here with all the insects.

"You know more about this than your originally let on," she enquired, "seems like Nurse Lucy wasn't required on this trip, but maybe a Doctor Wyatt in replacement?" that was the longest sentence she had strung together since the carriage journey, and he was glad. The fresh air and being alone must have been helping.

"Maybe, but i was originally in military uniform when we met Alex. I couldn't say i was a Doctor then and offer my services" he reminded her.

"God i hate it when your right," she sighed, taking in a deep breath, and took a pause, "does it look infected?" she asked quietly, like she was afraid of the answer.

"No," he felt himself sigh in relief, "it actually looks good. But that still doesn't mean i don't want to get back as soon as possible. You need to rest properly and have medication"

She nodded in his lap slowly, "Wyatt what's going to happen when we get back?" she questioned.

"What do you mean?"

"Where do we stand?," she asked, being cautious, and he wondered what she meant, "this has been a big trip, we still don't know why Flynn jumped here and as soon as we get back, he might have to jump again"

He was glad he wasn't asking about them as a couple, she should know that by now and not even have to ask him, "Well firstly we stand together, me you and Rufus," like they always did, nothing would change that, "secondly, we will find out the why's and when's. But thirdly, if he has jumped again by the time we get back, you are not coming on another mission until the Doctor allows you to"

She sighed underneath him, she didn't argue with him, because he was right, she needed to rest and be completely healthy. So many of these trips took a toll on them all emotionally and physically, another trip in quick succession with this one would cause problems.

"But what if you need me?" she questioned, "you get in a History bind that you cant get out of?"

"We always need you," he agreed, "but we will just have to do. Get us all the information from the time period we are going to as we can and...wing it"

Lucy chuckled, "God you two would be screwed...wing it?" she queried, "i'd be so worried about you going anywhere in History without me"

He smirked, glad she was engaging in conversation and being the Lucy he knew, "Trust me, i am too. But it will have to be done" he shrugged, it was what they had to do. And he didn't want another Historian, like she never wanted another 'Wyatt' in replacement. He trusted her entirely, plus it wasn't just the History she knew, it was her bravely, her strength and just being Lucy that they needed. That he needed.

She exhaled and shuffled her head in his lap, "Ok i'm ready, go ahead and clean it"

Her resolve was shining through and he smiled, bringing her down here was a good idea for many reasons, "Alright" and he gently started to dab the area clean, with each touch he felt another tighter squeeze. But she was doing great, only a whimper came from her lips.

Once he had finished, he grabbed another gauze from the kit and placed it gently on the area and wrapped up her head again with the bandage.

"I have no idea what it looks like," she started to say about her wound, "but tell me, did i loose any hair?" she sounded sad.

However he smirked at her vanity, something she never focused on, "No, barely actually. I didn't have time to shave it-" he told her with a teasing voice.

Her head turned to his quickly, obviously the motion being too much, "Ah i blame you for that" she winced placing a hand on her forehead.

He chuckled, "By all means," he packed the kit again and began to move, "you think your ok to walk?" he questioned as he helped her up. Placing her arm around his shoulder and his hand around her waist.

She nodded, "I think so" she agreed and slowly started taking steps cautiously.

"Don't worry, i wont let you go" he promised. Something that played on his mind on the walk back up the hill to meet Alex. What all of this had made him realise, he was going to be ever more cautious with her on future trips. But Lucy was her own person and he respected her to let her take care of herself and make her own choices. But that wouldn't ever stop him worrying about her, looking at her to make sure she was still there, and making decisions...would their future together as a team, now be compromised?