How's everyone feeling after that emotional roller coaster of an episode? We finally got Wyatt and Lucy admitting their feelings and end up in bed together...now Jessica, we all knew it was coming, come on! I think there will be angst and heartbreaking scenes, but this isnt it for them. I think Jessica coming back will only prove that everything Wyatt felt for Jessica, wasn't what he thought it was because of the guilt and clouded memories he has of her. That will be shown, i just hope it doesn't come together in episode 10 and they are together, because that would be a let down in my opinion, we need time to savoir them as a couple...speaking of...sorry for the delay in this fic, i kinda found myself out the loop of it. And i will admit i still do, because i am now unsure where to really take it if i'm honest...so might leave it for a bit and jump onto some one-shots, or an arc. I have theories of how Jessica is back and i really want to see if putting them into fanfiction works and you never know, it could be true!

Lucy's POV

They pulled up to the address Rufus had on the system for them. Denise wasn't wrong, this place was beautiful. Wyatt took the keys out of the ignition to look at the 1 story home that was 'theirs'.

"Cant say we don't have good taste" he commented, admiring the home.

"Its beautiful" Lucy agreed and grabbed the door handle, the warm sun hit her as she closed the door behind her.

The house was modern, large windows and decking that surrounded the whole of the house.

Wyatt walked round the side of the car and jangled the keys, "I assume the other set on here are for this place? I found them in my locker"

Lucy nodded, "Only one way to find out"

This was a big step, this was 'their' home. He walked up the short flight of steps surrounding the whole house. Planters and flowers placed in the best places on the porch. She always dreamed of owning a home that had the feel of nature to it, in this timeline she must have been the same.

The the key in the lock and two turns, they were in. Slowly Wyatt opened the door and the first thing Lucy noticed was the hiking boots by the door. It made sense, they lived up in the hills and it was beautiful up here.

Her eyes panned the open plan space, to her right was the living area, a big L shaped sofa facing a large screen tv. A room to her left, the door open and it was clearly her study, books were everywhere and a desk in the middle of the room with papers and other documents on it. Further up and to the left was a large kitchen area, with sliding doors out to a terrace looking over San Francisco. It was the picture on her phone. It was right here.

Both of them didn't say a thing, they looked around the whole place, Sports DVD's and NASCAR models on the shelf in the living area. Pictures of them both together, their families and Rufus and Jiya.

Lucy slowly walked between the living area and dining space to a hallway, to the right was a large bathroom. Big tub next to a large window facing the back of the property where the car was parked. But it was still a stunning view, his and her sinks. Her things sprawled across one side, makeup, skincare and hair products. Wyatt's neatly together, his aftershave and own skincare stuff. Sat there, waiting to be used again.

Across from the bathroom was what was obviously their bedroom. The room was white, a grey king sized bed was on the left of the room up against the wall, bright paintings and other photos of them throughout their time together were placed in the room.

Lucy's side of the bed had a photo of her and Wyatt when they were teenagers in an embrace, taken by someone else. He was picking her up and was in his uniform, she figured it must have been when he was on leave at some point in his training. A book on Marie Curie and jewellery were placed in a delicate china tray.

On Wyatt's side he had one photo and it was of Lucy, smiling brilliantly at the camera. It looked recent and she swore that he took it. She felt that's exactly how she reacted to him, that smile was exactly what she looked like when he made her laugh. He had sport magazines and a watch sat on top. This place was lived in, and it was lived in by them.

"Pretty incredible huh?"

His voice tore her gaze away, he looked in awe at everything. But it was something she noticed about his expression, "You look happy?"

He raised his eyebrows, "That's a question?"

Lucy wasn't sure on the response, so she shrugged, "This isn't surreal to you?"

Wyatt moved closed into the room, surveying the space he had only just entered and noticed the photo on his side of the bed and he couldn't help but smile, "That's the perfect picture of you" he hadn't answered her question, but he leaned over, picking up the photo of her.

"Wyatt?"

"Of course its surreal," he agreed, still holding the photo but looking at her, "but i cant say this doesn't make me feel...happy"

She knew exactly what he meant, "We've missed out on so much," she stated with sadness, "but seeing this. Seeing a life we've built together...it feels right?"

"That shouldn't be a question either," he commented, placing the photo back down. He turned back to her and stroked her arms, "don't feel guilty Lucy"

She closed her eyes, she knew this was going to come up. Because it was something she couldn't get out of her mind since they got back, "Wyatt i changed your timeline. I'm the reason this happened. I meddled in Alex and Emie's relationship-"

"-you did a beautiful thing for them Lucy," he told her with purpose, "they communicated with each other on a completely different level because of you"

"In the process so much has changed for Wyatt," she looked around the room, "we grew up together, your family is Rittenhouse, Jess was never your wife-"

"-yes she was," he told her straight away, "she was because i wont forget her. That wont change," he swallowed deeply, "but that is my past. And now...this is my future. Here. With you"

"Wyatt-"

"-i love you Lucy Preston," he cut her off before she could even gather another word together. She felt it, it hit her like a ton of bricks, "i know i have always said i don't believe in fate. Well all of this pretty much proves me wrong...we were meant to be together, at some point. This was always going to happen. You and me. No matter what timeline we were in"

He said it was such confidence and pride, she couldn't help but smile. Everything he had said was perfect, and exactly what she needed to hear.

"I love you too" she declared without another hesitation. A weight lifted, it was something she had kept to herself for so long, it was like a release of her feelings.

The sides of his lips rose into a smile, and by the looks of it, it was exactly what he wanted to hear too. His mouth crashed onto hers and his hands went around her waist, lifting her off of the ground and wrapping her legs around his middle. All the while, never parting their lips. He moved over to the bed and slowly lowered her down, trailing kisses down her neck.

"Want to Christen the bed?" he asked raising his eyebrows at her with a smile that was delectable.

"Sorry to break it to you Logan, but i imagine this bed has been Christen already...more than we can probably count" she chuckled.

He nodded knowingly, "Yeah so...we need to catch up to whatever that total was then huh?" and slowly started undoing the buttons on her shirt.

"Ambitious," she giggled as her shirt was thrown to the side, leaving her in her bra and trousers. Then with another swift movement he had removed his t-shirt and she gazed up at him, admiring the curves of his muscles, "i like it" she concluded.