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Change the past change the future

Three days after Taylor's speech, people were still filled with hope about their future. They had decided they would fight for a good cause: the human race, their race.

Alexandra's health was getting worse every day. She had showed symptoms of aggravated weakness the night that had followed her declaration. Even if she was clearly in a bad shape, she had refused to go to the infirmary, and Lucas had selfishly accepted her to stay at home with him. His argument was that people would be worried to see her infected whereas she had promised them she would fight. In reality, he was too much afraid to lose her.

Dr. Shannon had taken the habit to come three times a day to check on her. This morning was not an exception. She was ready to knock at the door when it swung open. She stepped back in surprise and frowned at Lucas' face. He looked tired and worry seemed to consume him.

"Elisabeth," he nodded. "She's asleep," he pointed out, tilting his head in their bedroom's direction. Elisabeth understood immediately why he had prevented her to knock, he didn't want to awake her.

"Is she in pain?"

"She doesn't say. She swears she's fine. But I can see her grimace when she thinks I can't see."

"And, otherwise, how is she?"

"Almost normal."

"Still tired?"

"She doesn't want to stay in bed. We're lucky she is now."

"She needs to rest."

"Yeah, tell her that," he chuckled. "I think she's afraid to die in her sleep," he said more seriously.

"It's just psychological. She can sleep, physically she can."

"No, it's neurologic. Her sickness is aggravating and it changes her perception of life."

"Lucas, you know how deep mind troubles can be," Elisabeth reminded him. "Even someone as strong as her can lose it…"

"She's not going into depression," Lucas denied, knowing what Elisabeth had implied.

"Lucas, she's waiting for death to come and take her away. Of course she's depressed."

"She's ill, that's all," he sighed. "She can't jump in the air with happiness, can she?"

"She does not even consider the idea that she could be saved! She's gone so far in her reflection that she can't see any other way out."

"There's a solution. She knows it. She just needs to accept it."

"She doesn't have the time to think about that option."

"I know," he whispered witheringly. "I don't need you to remind me."

"Then what are you waiting for? Why are you waiting for her approval?"

"I won't hurt her."

"It had never been a problem for you before," Dr. Shannon challenged him. Lucas examined her face with a strange expression.

"That's a low move Doc, I never expected it from you. What is it?"

"You need to do what's best and you know it. With or without her approval."

"I won't wait for her decision."

"Lucas, I really think she's in depression. I mean, it´s obvious she kept her distress secret for too long. Having you back in her life should make her happy, but in her case, it makes her sadder because she's still dying from an incurable disease. It tears her heart apart to know she's going to lose you again. Actually, I even think that what really makes her sad is to know you're going to lose her again. She feels guilty to hurt you again. That is why she can't really appreciate it. I'm sorry to tell you that being with you is not helping her."

"I take that risk. She wants to stay at home. I won't force her to go to the infirmary."

"You're as stubborn as her!"

"I agree with you," he retorted. "Do you have the pills I asked you for or not?"

"Here," she sighed, holding him a bag with medicine in it. "I hope you know what you're doing," she added before walking back to the front door and left.

Lucas walked to their bedroom and found Alexandra leant against the wall, her eyes staring away through the window.

"Alright?"

"Yeah," she forced a smile. "I'm fine."

"You tend to lie saying that you're fine whereas you're not," he smiled sadly as he walked to her and took her in his arms, her back against his chest. He looked away in the same direction she was and started to rock her gently. "Elisabeth just left."

"How is she?" She asked absentmindedly. Her question made Lucas chuckled.

"She's concerned," he murmured into her ear. "As we all are."

"You shouldn't. I'm okay," she replied, turning her head to face him. "Perfectly okay."

Lucas stared at her with an unreadable expression on his face and eventually came closer to kiss her gently.

"You should get some rest," he declared in an almost commanding tone.

"I'm not tired."

"Alex…"

"And even if I was, I couldn't sleep. My head is always on, I can't turn it off."

"Elisabeth brought this," he said, showing her a bottle of pills.

"I don't want to take those pills."

"Why not?"

"They make me feel dizzy and everything is foggy."

"You seemed fine last time… Wait a minute, have you even taken the ones I gave you last time?" He asked, exasperation evident in his tone.

"Of course," she shrugged innocently.

"You swallow two of them and you'll see, you'll sleep."

"I doubt that," she mumbled as Lucas put the two pills in her hand.

"Go on, in your mouth."

Alexandra obediently put them in her mouth and swallowed them. Lucas seemed to be waiting for something and Alexandra eventually understood he was doubting she had really taken them.

"Really?" She asked in disbelief.

"Show me," he ordered her. She exhaled loudly and opened her mouth so he could check that she had nothing left in her mouth.

"Happy?"

"Elated," he drawled with a smile.

She sighed silently and turned her head back to the window, her gaze blank. Lucas wrapped her in his arms, pressing her back against his torso, breathing simultaneously, their bodies rising and falling together in unison.

"I wish that I could read your mind," he whispered into her ear. "I wish very much that I could know what was going on in your head so I could help you."

"You are helping," she swore, putting her hands on his forearms, squeezing it lightly. "You are."

Ten minutes later, Alexandra couldn't fight anymore and fall asleep. Lucas laid her on the bed and gently put a blanket over her. She seemed so peaceful when she was asleep, it was almost making him forget her sickness.

Lucas was glad Elisabeth's medicine had worked quickly. The minute Alexandra had fallen to sleep, was the exact same minute Damon, Thomas, Skye and Josh were at the door. He had arranged a secret meeting with them to discuss a plan to save Alexandra. He had always felt better on his own to think and elaborate theories. But here, he had no time left for that. To invite them could be helpful. Actually, he hoped their silly ideas would help him to find the good one. It was always easier to criticize stupid propositions, but it could lead you to something you had not expected.

"Maybe we could avoid her father abducting her?" Josh guessed again for the third time, making Lucas glare at him with disdain. His proposals were each sillier than the one before, and Lucas began to regret inviting him.

"Are you stupid? We can't do that. We have no idea what consequences this could have on this actual time. We can't meet ourselves, we must not interfere with our past," Thomas scolded him.

"Yeah, you might as well just go and kill her parents before they even invented the portal," Damon mocked. Lucas smiled at Damon's comment. How many times he had thought about travelling to the day his mother had died and kill those bastards before they even touch her? He wanted so much to do it, but even at that time, he knew he shouldn't do it. It would have destroyed everything, creating a time fracture too big to handle, the world would have been upside down and they would have all ended crush between the two worlds. He knew it was not that easy. "We could go and save her before she's infected?" Damon wondered.

"And then what? We bring her back here and we have two of her?" Lucas scoffed.

"Yes, you should do that," a weak but firm voice said behind them.

"Alex, you should be in bed," Lucas sighed, very concerned. He walked to her as she struggled to stay standing. He put his arm around her waist, helping her to go and sit on a chair. He kneeled in front of her to face her.

"If you save me before I'm poisoned, I won't come back here. It was not my plan to come here, remember? If I'm not ill, I will not jump in the portal to save my life and I will stay in 2150. If you save me before I'm infected, I won't exist here. You'll have a healthy me."

"Your mind is running wild again! I won't bring the old you back here. It's complete nonsense!"

"Lucas, I don't like the idea of having me, not knowing what happened, but it's for the best."

"And so what? Huh? I bring her back and… and you die? No way."

"You don't bring her back, you bring me back."

"Not a solution."

"I'll explain to her what happened, I'll explain to the past me what happened and she'll understand, I'll understand because I know I would."

"And she will see the future her dying? Or maybe worse? Do you think about the consequences?"

"I do," she said honestly. "I'm afraid, ok? I really am. And I don't want to imagine me not remembering everything I've been through 'cause this is who I am. My past made me, made the woman I am now and I don't want to forget it. And I don't like the idea of you, knowing what has happened and keeping it from her. But this is the best solution if you want me to stay with you. Because I'm dying. Actually, I'm already dead. I died the day I decided to fight with my father. I made my own decision."

Lucas felt pain and anger flood through him as he imagined all that the woman he loved had endured in her life. But until he finds out how to create this portal, his chances of succeeding in his task were slim. And his biggest problem was admitting that maybe he couldn't do it.

"No. I won't do that. You won't force me to do that. It's you that I want. It's you that we need to save."

"It's gonna be me," she winced in pain. She was so afraid of this plan, but yet it was the best solution. She would die to save herself, how ironic was that?

Lucas knew it would not be her, it would be different. He was in love with her the way she was now. He didn't want a lie.

"I'll tell you when and where exactly to find me. I'll write a letter, you'll give it to her… to me, and I'll believe you and I'll come back with you."

"You are stronger than that. You are a survivor, you'll make through this. I'll find a better plan."

"You've already found the best one."

"You don't have to sacrifice yourself over and over again! Stop it!" He suddenly yelled in anger. "Stop being so selfish! It's my turn to be selfish and I want you. The one you are now."

"This one is broken Lucas…" She whined, tears threatening to flood her eyes. It was really strange to say it. Deep down, she felt jealous. Being jealous of herself, how would that make her to be? She chuckled lightly at her internal joke. She had to stop thinking about everything that this mission was implying, it was painful and it was giving her as much a headache as it was giving her a heartache. She couldn't stop them from trying to save her, she knew it now. But it didn't help her to agree. She was still thinking it was a waste of time.

"NO!" He cut her off. "No, no, no. I said no!" He shouted furiously as he stood up and walked to the corner of the room, his hands clenching into fists.

"Lucas…"

"No."

"Lucas!"

"No! I won't leave you, I won't."

Alexandra froze, shocked by so much anger. It had been a long time since she had seen him in so much rage. She didn't dare say anything else, afraid to say something wrong that would made him more cross. Neither did the others, well aware they were not welcomed in this conversation. Alexandra knew it was only because he was hurt that he was acting this way, and she couldn't stop thinking that it was all her fault.

Lucas grabbed his hair with both hands in frustration, letting escape a moan of distress. Alexandra couldn't suppress a tear from running down her cheek. Lucas still had his back turned to her. She could only guess what his face looked like. Probably anger, she was almost certain. Pain, that she was sure. Lucas exhaled loudly, irritated and suddenly punched the wall, upset, leaving a big hole in it.

The violence of his attitude made Alexandra jumped in surprise and the tears that were filling her eyes ended up rolling down to her chin in a second. Lucas eventually turned back to her and his eyes widened when he saw her crying in silence, her eyes searching his. Lucas softened immediately at the sight of her.

"I'm sorry," she blurted out helplessly.

Lucas reached for her, alarmed by the intense sadness of her tone. The anguish Lucas always felt when Alexandra was in pain or in trouble surfaced instantly. It welled up in his chest and he was fighting to not let it show on his face. He embraced her and she hid her face in his chest, feeling safe into Lucas' arms.

Damon looked at the others and tilted his head to the exit. They all understood it was time for them to leave. Without a word they left Alexandra and Lucas to themselves.

"I'll always be there for you Alex. No matter how ugly or dark your feelings might be, you should not have to bear them alone. I'm here and I won't let you die."

"I know… But you have no idea what you would be taking on," she whispered sadly.

"Of course I do. Try as you might, you don't scare me. You can push me away, but I'm sorry to inform you that my love for you is unconditional. I won't let you do anything as stupid as dying." He heard her sigh in his chest. With his hands he pulled her head away from his embrace and looked intensely at her.

"Take me for a ride Lucas," she whispered, a thin smile on her face.

"What?"

"I need to breathe. I'm claustrophobic here. I need real air. I need green. I need sun."

"I can't do that Alex. You're too weak," he replied seriously.

"Just one last trip."

"Alex…"

"Humor me," she murmured in a strange tone, holding Lucas' gaze. Lucas was startled by her request and he didn't know what to think about it. He was ready to contest but she insisted. "Please."

"Where?"

"Surprise me," she forced a sad smile. Lucas didn't know how to react. Her attitude seemed fine but her eyes were betraying her pain.

"Okay," he nodded.

"Okay," she breathed.

"I'll come back with a vehicle. You stay here, okay?"

"I'll wait for you, right here," she promised. He gently kissed her and looked at her one last time, worried. "I'll stay here, I promise."

"Okay," he nodded before leaving. Even if she had sworn she would wait for him, Lucas couldn't suppress fastening his pace to come back as quickly as possible. He was really worried she would do something stupid during his absence.


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Lucas' part

"Right from the start, you were a thief. You stole my heart and I'm your willing victim. I let you see the parts of me that weren't all that pretty. And with every touch you fixed them. Now you've been talking in your sleep, oh, oh. Things you never say to me, oh, oh. Tell me that you've had enough of our love, our love. Just give me a reason, just a little bit enough, just a second we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again. It's in the stars. It's been written in the scars on our hearts. We're not broken just bent. And we can learn to love again. I'm sorry I don't understand where all of this is coming from. I thought that we were fine. Your head is running wild again. My dear we still have everythin' and it's all in your mind. You've been havin' real bad dreams, oh, oh. You used to lie so close to me, oh, oh. There's nothing more than empty sheets between our love, our love. […] Oh, tear ducts and rust, I'll fix it for us. We're collecting dust but our love's enough. You're holding it in. You're pouring a drink. No nothing is as bad as it seems. We'll come clean." Just Give Me A Reason" – Pink feat. Nate Ruess