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A/N: Thank you so much for all the love the previous chapters have recieved. Your wonderful reviews touch mu heart and are what keeps me going. So I know that I've been updating steadily but I'll be updating a little bit less frequently in the coming weeks because my house has been sold and there's going to be a lot of things going on so I hope you enjoy this one until I find more time to write in the coming months.
Wyatt still couldn't believe what Lucy had told him: twins, and sons. When he stepped into the life boat, Lucy was pregnant with one baby and they had yet to find out the sex of the baby. Now there were two and they were boys.
"Hey, is everything ok Wyatt?" He jumped at the contact of Lucy's hand against his cheek, bringing him back to reality.
"Yeah, everything is perfect."
"You shouldn't lie to your wife Master Sargent." She gave him a gentle smile.
"I'm not lying but if I told you, you'd think I was losing my mind."
"We travel through time for a living, try me." She chuckled. He looked into her eyes and rubbed slow circles on her belly, the boys now settling under their father's touch.
"When we left for 1982." He started, taking a few seconds to think how he was going to tell her that. "The last time we went to the doctor, for one, the baby wouldn't for the love of God position properly so we could see the sex. And." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath for the next part. "There was only one baby." Her eyes grew wide and she looked down at their now joined hands on her belly.
"One? But how?" They had been on enough missions to know that a small tiny change in history could make a huge impact upon their return but she didn't quite understand this one.
"Maybe the fact that you were concieved changed something in the timing of our story and when we concieved." He still couldn't believe they were two. "And now they are two."
"To me there's always been two Wyatt." She ran her other hand through his hair. "When we found out we were having twins, it was one of the few times I had seen you cry." It killed him that he wasn't the Wyatt that had experienced the news with her. "You don't have to feel guilty about this change in our timeline Wyatt." She kissed him when she saw the torment in his eyes.
"I feel like I failed you somehow." He looked down as the words slipped off his tongue.
"Look at me Wyatt." She forced him to look at her in the eyes. "I don't know what happened in 1982 but the fact that I'm still here, pregnant and still your wife is all the proof you need that you didn't fail us. The rest, it doesn't matter." She promised him. He finally stood up and took a seat next to her on the cot.
"I would have been a mess if I came back and you were gone, not after everything we've built." He linked his fingers through hers. "And it would have been my own fault."
"Let your sons help you right now." She pressed his hand against her belly where the boys were actively kicking again. She didn't always know how to help him when he became like that so that was the only way she could think to calm his raging insides.
"Come on boys, you have to give your mom a break." He whispered against her skin but their moment was broken when there was a loud knock on the door.
"We need to talk."
"Yes ma'am." Wyatt knew he had some explaining to do so he kissed Lucy and promised to return quickly. He followed agent Christopher and left Lucy with questions.
Wyatt followed Denise down the familiar halls and stepped into her office. Flynn was already in there along with Rufus but James was nowhere to be seen.
"You must know what you'de doing here." Her question was mainly directed at Wyatt.
"Yes ma'am." He nodded.
"Then explain to me what the hell happened back there."
"I need someone I can trust to do whatever it takes." He simply said, not bothering with a real explanation.
"I'm going to need something better than that Wyatt."
"He doesn't understand how important every move we make affects our timeline. If we did one wrong move, nothing would have been the same." He was trying to make his thoughts clear but they were all jumbled together, their mission messing with his head.
"But Lucy is the one who recommended him." Agent Christopher said, trying to diffuse Wyatt a bit.
"Well maybe her judgement isn't at its best right now." He yelled as the door behind him opened and closed with force.
"Is that what you really think Wyatt?" He turned around at the sound of her voice and the angry look in her eyes made him flinch.
"Luce." He sighed.
"Don't Luce me." She growled. "Don't even think of sleeping anywhere but th couch tonight." She turned on her heels and slammed the door shut on the way out.
"Get us a new historian, period." He was done explaining himself to agent Christopher and no one stopped him when he stormed out, in search of his wife. The door to their old room was closed so he leaned against the wall and gently knocked, hoping Lucy would open the door.
"I don't want to hear it."
"Come on, let me explain, please." He waited a few minutes before trying the door. He walked inside and found her curled up in a chair as best as her expanding body would let her, a book balancing against her knees. "I'm sorry." He started, walking in closer to her.
"A sorry isn't enough when you say you don't trust your wife." She didn't even look up from her book.
"That's not what I meant." He sat on the bed next to her and held his head low.
"What did you mean Wyatt?" Her tone was filled with so much anger and he didn't blame her. He looked up as she snapped and met her eyes.
"I don't trust HIM ok!" He exploded, standing up again. "If it hadn't been for Flynn, I would have kocked him out and left him in 1982." Lucy finally closed her book and set it aside.
"What really happened in 1982 Wyatt?" She knew he probably didn't want to talk about it but right now she didn't leave him the option.
"Every single decision I took, he had something to say about it. He objected to every suggestion. I need someone that I can trust to follow me when I make these decisions."
"You mean like me and Rufus?"
"No, I mean someone level headed that follows me when they know I'm doing the right thing and calling me on my bullshit when I'm not. You're life was on the line and our future and he kept talking about doing things the right way. There was no right way, just the whatever needs to be done way." Lucy and their sons were his only reason to keep going and that was threatened and he did what he had to do to protect it.
"When our sons are born, things will be different."
"To me they'll always be the same Lucy." He sat back down and took her hand in his. "You and our two boys, that's what'll be important and I'm going to protect you from all of it, even if it means stepping away from it all and letting Flynn take the lead on the missions.
"You'd do that for us?"
"In a heartbeat." He smiled at her.
"How about we walk away for the night and you can talk to your sons that seem to enjoy using me as a punching bag?" Her hand flew to her side as she felt a swift kick.
"Sounds good to me." He helped her up and they walked out together, Wyatt's arm wrapped around her waist. They found the rest of the team in the main living area and said their goodbye's before heading home. Wyatt helped Lucy down from his truck and as they walked into their house, she turned around to face him.
"You know I love your truck but we are going to need a new one before these two make their appearance." She cradled her bump.
"Not a minivan." Wyatt groaned, making Lucy chuckle.
"Maybe." She said mischievously as she walked up the stairs towards their room. Wyatt was quick to lock the door and chase after her. How she did it so fast in her state he didn't know but she was already getting for bed when he made it to their room.
"They still kicking?" He questioned as he stripped down for the night.
"Yeah. But I like feeling them in there." She lied down and raised her shirt a bit. She loved watching the movements her body made when they moved inside of her.
"I can't believe that we are going to be parents." He slipped in bed next to her.
"You are going to be a great dad Wyatt."
"I won't be any of that without you." He kissed her forehead. "I'm going to need a bossy mom to keep me on my toes." He laughed as he watched the boys move in her belly.
"Let's just hope I don't have three hotheads when they come or I'll have my work cut out for me." She snuggled into him as best as she could as Wyatt turned off the lights. He lowered himself so he was level with Lucy's belly, running his hand gently on it.
"Do you hear that boys? You have to be good for your mom because she has enough of one hothead in this family and I'm already a handful to deal with." He smiled as she laughed, running her fingers through his hair. She loved it when he talked to the boys like that. It was all they needed to settle down for the night. "But I'll let you in on a secret." He looked up to her in the dark of the room. "She is the best mom we can ask for. She loves harder than anyone I know and she is going to teach you a whole lot of things because she knows pretty much everything." He started pressing feather light kisses against her skin.
"Wyatt." She hated that he put her to such high standards like that.
"And she hates it when I say that she's all that but the truth is, she really is. We can't wait to finally meet you but we love you both so much already." No matter what changes they experienced in their timeline, that part would never change for him. He loved his girl and his sons more than anything and he would protect them no matter what.
A/N: Ok so I know that is chapter is lighter on the time travel but I also think it's important to cultivate the characters relationships so that's why I'm showing a bit of the dynamic between Wyatt and Lucy while they navigate this change in their timeline and in the next chapter, we'll see how Rittenhouse regroups from Emma's death. As always, I hope you guys enjoyed it and please take a few seconds to review before you go, you're thoughts are important to me. - Sarra