Chapter 31

Lucy shifted against Flynn feeling both the most comfortable and the most uncomfortable she ever had in her life. She was warm and content, the steady beat of Flynn's heart a lullaby in her ear. However, her hip was sore, and she felt all of the discomfort of laying on the worse couch in existence, half sideways overnight. She shifted and moaned and felt Flynn's large hand start to rub up and down her back softly. She shifted her body slightly again trying to find a more comfortable position and pushed her face so her nose was under his chin and took a deep breath. She started to register that Flynn's chest was rumbling with sound as he was talking to someone. She started to listen to the voices while keeping her eyes closed.

"I know what you are up to." She heard Wyatt growl nastily.

"And what, pray tell, is that?" Flynn asked.

She froze for a moment then relaxed again, wanting to hear what they were going to say without letting them know she was awake.

"You are taking advantage of her." Wyatt growled making Lucy tense again.

Flynn chuckled, "How am I taking advantage of her?" He asked.

Wyatt snarled at him, "You know fucking well that she is hurting right now and that she is vulnerable."

She felt Flynn tense under her, his hand slightly tighter on her back, but his voice was full of mirth as he spoke, "IF Lucy is hurting… that is your fault, not mine. However, I don't think giving Lucy comfort from the pain of her mother and sister and life is taking advantage. I also don't think she will appreciate your assessment. Right now, she feels completely alone, and I am being a friend to her."

She heard Wyatt snarl, a sound that was more animal than human, "You a friend? … you are the one that kidnapped her. Tried to kill her. You are a fucking psychopath."

Flynn chuckled, "From where I am sitting I am more of a friend than you are…... plus, I have never tried to kill Lucy… you maybe and Rufus, sure. But I would never hurt Lucy." Flynn started rubbing Lucy's back again, slowly almost putting her back to sleep with the comfort of it. "You made your bed Wyatt, and then you fucked your wife in it….. loud enough for everyone in this bunker to hear. So, if you have a problem with Lucy's choices, talk to her about them. She is a big girl and can and will make her own choices." She waited for Wyatt's reply, but nothing came out. Instead she heard Flynn break the silence, "But just keep this in mind, I am here as long as Lucy wants me here… for whatever she needs from me. So, threaten and yell and throw a fit, I don't give one flying fuck. I will only leave her alone, if she tells me to leave her alone."

Lucy felt her heart trip at Flynn's speech, she didn't know how to take in what he said. She felt overwhelmed, yet at the same time as she felt relief and at peace for the first time since this had all began. For the first time since she was pulled into this world it felt like she had someone that would have her back, bring her comfort, and understand everything that she was going through. Flynn understood what it was like to have lost everything because of Rittenhouse, Flynn understood what it was to feel completely alone. She pulled her arm tighter against his stomach as she pushed her face into his neck and chest. She knew the moment he realized she was awake because his hand that had been rhythmically rubbing up and down paused and tightened also. Then it went back to the slow up and down movement.

She startled when she heard Wyatt again, "You need to stay away from her. You are not good enough for her, you would just be a rebound anyway." He said with a sneer.

She was about to say something when she felt the laughter bubble up Flynn's chest. Loud enough that if she wasn't already awake it would have woken her up. Then he said, "I agree that I am not good enough for her…. However, I have the feeling you think that you are good enough for her." She listened as his voice changed into something darker, "You are not good enough for her, you never have been…. And now after what you have done, you never will be." She felt him tense, his muscles becoming like rocks under her, "You had Lucy, she chose you… but when it came down to choosing her…... you didn't. You told her you would be there for her, that she wasn't alone. Yet you throw her aside without even talking to her. You just left, after a text from a wife that has been gone for six years….. you left Lucy without explanation, then you brought the woman you threw her aside for here, shoved her in Lucy's face. So, do not sit there and think that you are better than me, because I have never hurt Lucy the way that you have. And I can say without a doubt that I never would."

Lucy turned her face carefully into Flynn and felt the tears she was shedding soaking into his shirt. His words had brought up all the pain she was in, all of the doubts and fear. He had voiced everything inside her in a way she had not been able to. She felt Flynn pull her closer, like he was trying to protect her from the world.

She tensed when she heard Wyatt again, this time his voice totured, "You don't understand, you could not possibly understand…... You are sitting here telling me that if your wife came back, that if she was alive… you would just ignore her?"

Flynn took a deep breath before answering, "Yes…. I would. I loved my wife, she was my world, her and Iris. However too much time has passed since she died. We are not the same people. I am different, I have changed since she has died. Not to mention that even if she did come back, she would not be the same. Every time we go back and change something, the future changes, the people in it change. I can not go back, no matter how much I want to. It will never be the same, I have mourned them, and I am still trying to move past them. But I know that I can not go back…. So, to answer your question, no. Even if we leave tomorrow and come back to my wife being alive. I would not go back to her…... I couldn't go back to her." He paused taking a deep breath, "I wouldn't try to love the new woman my wife would be… when I already have feelings for another very real woman that is right here. My wife is dead…... and even if she comes back….. MY wife, the woman I fell in love with all those years ago…... is gone. MY memories are just that, memories."

Wyatt laughed without humor, "You are full of shit. You would not, not if you got a second chance."

Flynn snarled at him, "NO you are full of shit… and a coward. You claim to CARE about Lucy, but the moment a memory comes back you throw her away. You don't know this Jessica, she has lived for six years that you have no memories of, no connection to. Sit there and lie to my face that she is the same Jessica that you hold in your heart, that everything is great. Lie to Lucy, lie to yourself… but I fucking know that you are lying. I see it when you look at Jessica like you are trying to see what WAS there. I see when you dance around each other because you DON'T really know each other. I SEE how you look at Lucy because even though you are a cowered and an asshole, that you do care about her. You can't LOVE two-woman Wyatt, not truly at the same time." Flynn took a deep breath and sat back and relaxed, "You couldn't choose between them, you couldn't let go of memories…. And now you are ending up with nothing. Not the Jessica you fell in love with and not the real flesh and blood woman you could have had."

There was a long pause as Lucy waited to see what Wyatt said, but there was only silence. So, Flynn finished off the conversation, "You have lost, because no matter what happens with Lucy and I…. you have lost her forever. Because how can she ever be ok with being your second choice…. against memories. Even if you managed to get Lucy to be with you in some vague future, she will always remember that you threw her away, she will always remember the pain you caused her… and she will always be waiting for you to do it again…... So maybe go find the woman you chose and leave Lucy alone to mourn and heal what SHE thought she had."

Lucy waited again to see what would be said, but again there was silence until she heard the movement of Wyatt getting up and leaving the room. She didn't say anything into the silence of the room, just laid against Flynn. Her emotions were up and down, pain from the truth of Flynn's words, irritation that he spoke for her, grateful that he spoke for her, hurting from the realization of what was done. After a moment she just felt numb as all the emotions just laid and became to overwhelming. So, she just laid her head against Flynn's chest and breathed. Through all of it Flynn just stayed quiet and rubbed his hand up and down her back, she started to breath with his movements. Up, breath in. Down, breath out.

She felt everything drain away until she was just relaxing again, Flynn had a way of making her calm, making her feel at peace. She finally broke the silence, "thank you." She whispered.

She felt Flynn's chest vibrate as he chuckled, "Believe me when I say that it was my pleasure to put him in his place." He said.

Lucy chuckled and slowly sat up, her body feeling the pain of laying on the horrible couch all night. "I meant for last night. I needed a friend to listen and make me feel better… and you were there." She looked at him with sincerity, "You don't know how much that meant to me." She stood up slowly, stretching the ache out of her bones, then she turned and then she smiled, "And thank you for talking to Wyatt, I am sure that he will come speak to me later…. But it is nice to know that you already told him kind of how I feel." She grabbed the coffee cup that was on the table, she took a sip, but it was cold. She walked over and put it in the microwave. She turned to Flynn and frowned, "I understand why he choose her. I do…. And I am ok with it." She shook her head at him when he frowned and started to speak, "No really I am, I won't lie and say that it doesn't hurt. But I am glad it happened now, that I wasn't so invested that it broke me." She pulled out the mug when it beeped and took a sip, "Now we can all move on." But she paused when the alarm rang out that the mother ship jumped.

Flynn stood and followed Lucy to the computer bay where Rufus and Jiya were already standing, "Where?" Flynn asked agent Christopher.

"1919, New York. What happened then?" she asked.

"Woodrow Wilson was in the city before leaving for Europe. If they kill him so many things will change, Europe and the United States Relations might not be the same." Lucy said now gulping her coffee.

They all turned as Wyatt came running in, "Where are we going?" he asked.

Christopher frowned, "1919, New York. Seattle up, you leave in 5 minutes."

Lucy and Flynn nodded and hurried to change and get ready in 5 minutes. 5 minutes later they were piling into the life boat, Rufus and Lucy already inside, Wyatt pushing away the steps as Flynn walked over and pushed them back.

"Hell no, you are not going." Wyatt growled, eyes narrowed down at him.

Flynn grinned up at him, "Agent Christopher says different."

Before Wyatt could speak, Agent Christopher nodded and said, "We have a fourth seat for a reason. Flynn goes for back up." She cut him off before he could say anything, "END of discussion."

Flynn pushed the ramp back up and started walking up, as he passed Wyatt he leaned over with a grin, "Make sure to say goodbye to your wife."

Wyatt clenched his jaw and then looked up to see Jessica and gave a small wave.

The life boat was silent as Flynn took the seat next to Lucy, but you could cut the tension with a knife when Flynn reached over to help Lucy with seatbelt.

"Well this is gonna be so much fun." Rufus muttered from the front making Lucy grin at him.

"Well it is 1919, at least you can walk around in public this time. It could be Salem 1600 again." She said, "Flynn looking for a musket at every second, you being mistaken for a slave. Me being accused of being a witch. Super fun times." She laughed.

Rufus turned to look at her and rolled his eyes, "Fine, Salem was worse…. but I still think France was the worst."

"Yes." Both Lucy and Flynn said at the same time laughing, which only made Wyatt's anger multiply and his eyes narrow. Luckily Rufus couldn't see him because he said, "That was super not fun, thanks again Flynn for messing with the time machine. We almost didn't make it home." He laughed.

Flynn shrugged, "I was going to come back for Lucy when I was finished killing Rittenhouse. I probably would have taken you back too." He said with a grin.

Lucy started laughing until she saw Wyatt's face, then she just looked down at her hands with a frown. Flynn saw and reached out to grab her hand, "So let's get ready for 1919, New York. I am sure it is going to be better."

Lucy looked up at him and smiled. "I am sure it will." She said then looked to Rufus, "Already, lets go save the world…... again."