Chapter 5

It wasn't long until the door opened and one of Flynn's men came in.
"That was quick," Lucy commented. The man didn't say anything, just closed the door and sat down to one of the chairs. He looked grim.

They both sat in the silence for a long time. Lucy's curiosity didn't let go of her and so she cleared her throat.
"Hi," she smiled at the man. "I don't think we have been really introduced. I'm Lucy."
"I know who you are," the man replied monotonically.
"Oh, okay. Well… that's good. I guess."

Ten seconds of awkward silence.
"Mind if I ask who you are?" Lucy questioned.
"Yes."
"Right…" she sighed and leaned again against the chair. "You know, this is getting really dull here if we can't have a conversation, so "
"My job is not to have conversations."
"What is your job then?"
The man just shook his head. She exhaled disappointed and then they were silent.

An hour later Flynn and the rest of the crew came back. Flynn looked pissed.
"How was the trip?" Lucy asked sarcastically. "Did you enjoy it?"
Flynn gave her a stern look and gave his men the order to travel back to their own time.

At their destination to Lucy's surprise Flynn cut the ropes that bound her hands.
"Are you letting me go?" she asked with a hint of hope.
"You really have to stop day dreaming," he answered and yanked her up.

The whole group exited the Mothership. She looked at the surroundings and tried to figure out where they were. It wasn't a big building, more like an old hay barn. It even smelled like farm animals. Flynn took Lucy to a wooden column and pulled her arms around it, making her back lean against it. She was yet again tied.

He didn't say anything, just walked away to discuss with this team. Lucy noticed then that Anthony was there too. They must have planned to come to this place beforehand because the man wasn't with them on their last journeys. She tried to hear what the men were talking about but she was too far away. She saw Flynn took the journal and search for a certain page, then point it to Anthony and the pilot.

Couple minutes later it appeared they had made a decision. Flynn walked towards Lucy with a smirk.
"Thanks for this," Flynn showed the journal, "I'm still able to track down the origins of the Rittenhouse. Because apparently cutting the head of the snake didn't make things as right as I hoped for."
"What do you mean?" she asked suspiciously.
"I'm gonna fix everything you messed up and there is nothing you or your little friends can do about it."

Flynn started walking away but halted.
"Oh, by the way," he smiled. "Your team won't find you here any time soon. Our dear Anthony figured out a way to trick Mr. Mason's systems so that no one will be able to track us here. Have a nice day."

Lucy watched him go and disappear with the Mothership. She glimpsed at Anthony who was twiddling with the machines. He gave her an apologetic look and returned to his work. Lucy sighed and for the first time she let it sink in: she wasn't going home any time soon.