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A/N: THANK YOU! The first chapter has gotten wonderful reviews so far and I'm glad that everyone loves it so far. So since I had a lot of time on my hands during a shift at work, I was able to write the next one, enjoy.
When the lifeboat landed in 1982, Wyatt felt a bigger wave of nausea hit him. With time, he had gotten used to the landing when they travelled through time but with the importance of this particular mission, it was too much for him. As soon as the door slid open, he jumped down and emptied the contents of his stomach in the gravel road Under his feet.
"What the hell just happened?" Rufus raised his hands in the air.
"Looks like Rittenhouse is trying to get rid of Lucy before she actually becomes Lucy." Flynn gave the only explanation he had.
"But why?" Came James's response, all three of them looking at him as if he had grown a third head.
"Because Lucy, has been an annoying thorn in their side since the beginning and she's Rittenhouse legacy so her being on our side isn't what they want." Wyatt had anger bubbling at the surface.
"And if she doesn't exist, she can't stop them." Flynn hissed, clearly not impressed by the new guy.
"So what do we do now?" Wyatt could hear the panic starting to creep inside Rufus's voice.
"We find a phone book and we hope we find either Carol Preston or Benjamin Cahill, otherwise we're looking at a needle in a haystack." Wyatt ran a hand through his already tousled hair.
"Let's not waste anymore time." Flynn said, the three walking in the direction of the road they could see ahead of them. They knew they didn't blend in with the clothes they were wearing but that was something they'd have to worry about only when they made it into the city.
Lucy's breathing became laboured as the wind inside the bunker settled down. "Lucy, stay with me." Jiya held onto both her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "Come on, let's get you sitting.
"And our medical team is coming to come check you over."
"I'm fine Denise." They had become like family now and after they had saved her in the past, they had started to call agent Christopher by her first name.
"That's not even a discussion. Wyatt would have my head if something happened to you here while he tried to save you in the past." Lucy smirked through the slight pain she felt in her lower abdomen, knowing she was right about that one. "Just relax while they check you over, please." The Md's were already there taking her pressure and listening to hear the baby's hearbeat.
"There's got to be something that we can do on our end." Jiya was starting to pace, running a hand through her long black hair.
"There's not much we can do except trust Wyatt I'm afraid." Denise said. Carol Preston and Nicholas Keynes had been killed by Emma in the past and Benjamin Cahill was in the wind.
"What about his son?" Both looked at Lucy who seemed to get an epiphany.
"Who's son?" Connor Mason asked as he walked into the room.
"Benjamin Cahill's son, my half-brother." Lucy gave herself a little push to get up. "He must know something, ANYTHING." She was starting to get impatient.
"The house is empty." Connor gave her idea the axe, making Lucy groan. "We kept an eye on that house for any kind of activity but it's been empty for months now, I'm sorry Lucy."
"Than what do we have Connor? Cuz I sure as hell don't want to disappear from existance. And even less my unborn child." She was pacing furiously against the floor, starting to run out of options.
"You need to calm down Lucy, it's not good for either you or the baby." Jiya interjected.
"What if they don't find them?" Tears had started falling from her eyes. "Wyatt will come back and I won't be there anymore, we won't be there anymore." Her hands cradling her belly.
"Lucy, look at me." Agent Christopher was standing in front of her, her hands on both her shoulders. When she was sure she had Lucy's undivided attention, she continued talking. "Wyatt will NEVER let that happen. He loves you and this baby far too much for anything to come between both of your happiness. If you don't trust me, trust your husband." Lucy wiped the tears that were still lingering in her eyes and nodded.
"Sorry, these hormones are driving me nuts." She chuckled nervously.
"You wouldn't be normal if you weren't freaking out right now." Jiya assured her. "Come on, let's get you a tea to calm your nerves a bit. Wyatt will kill me if I don't take care of you and I happen to like me." She tried to relax the atmosphere, sending a silent prayer that Wyatt and the rest of the team would be successful.
"What are you doing?" James hissed as he looked around, making sure no one could see him.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Rufus was squeezed between the car seet and the steering column, trying to hotwire the damn car.
"That's illegal."
"Do you really want to talk to me about illegal right now?" Wyatt had gotten in his face, grabbing onto his collar, terror in his eyes.
"Wyatt." Flinn held a warning tone even if he felt like ringing his neck himself. "Killing him won't help Lucy." Wyatt released his hold on the guy and gave him a small shove backwards.
"You better not get in my way." He warned him as Rufus got the car started. "Stop at the first phone booth you find." It sounded more like an order but no one questionned, knowing Lucy's existance and Wyatt's livelyhood was at stake. Wyatt got out of the car as Rufus put in in park and went directly to the phonebook, flipping the pages quickly to find what he was looking for. "Found them."
"It can't be that easy." Rufus stated in confusion.
"No but it's a place to start. Get us here first." He gave him the page for Benjamin Cahill first and Rufus drove there as fast as he could without them getting arrested for speeding. When they got there, there was no car in the driveway so Flynn and Wyatt walked up to the house and rang, wondering if Carol and Benjamin had already moved in together. When they got no answer, Wyatt looked at Flynn and in a silent understanding, the moved to opposite sides of the house to check out if anything was out of place or if Emma had already been here.
Wyatt had his gun drawn, not wanting any surprises but when they made it to each other around the house, there's was no sign of Emma. Wyatt tried the back door and found it locked so they didn't insist to get inside, no doubt an alarm system set inside the house. "I got nothing." Flynn confirmed what Wyatt already knew.
"You think that Emma made it for Carol first?"
"Not sure but let's not waste time wondering." The both put their guns in their holster and returned to the car where Rufus and James were waiting to take them to Carol's place. The ride was silent but everyone could hear the wheels turning in Wyatt's head.
"What happens if we don't find them?" All three men looked at James, ready to punch his lights out before they even made it to their destination.
"That won't happen." Wyatt growled, refusing to consider any other option other than success. They made it to the small house and a red flash caught their eye.
"Wyatt." Flynn wanted his attention.
"I saw her." His gun was already drawn.
"Be careful." Rufus drove the car a bit farther so he was ready for any possibility. Both men moved quickly and quietly towards the back of the house where they found Emma exiting the back door.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" Wyatt yelled, his gun raised, a clear aim at her heart.
"You're too late boys." She threw them an evil smirk and a shot, then a second resounded.
A/N: I'm pretty happy with the way I ended *insert evil smirk* I hope you guys won't throw rocks at me but I hope you enjoyed it and please leave a review before you go. - Sarra