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My it's been a long time! I'm sorry for the recent lack of updates! My head is just full of ideas but I can't seem to be able to write them down like I want too. I must have written that chapter 3 times before I was finally satisfied.
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Chapter 4: Figuring it out
"What did your mother say exactly again?" Wyatt asked Lucy, as she stood pacing in front of everyone. She had called them all to join her in a conference room, saying she had upsetting news to share. Ever since she was back from her meeting with her mother, she looked even more upset and anxious than before. And from the little bit of information she had told them yet, he could understand why.
"She said that Rittenhouse won't be stopped because of the agent they have on the mothership, but that I won't be there to see it," Lucy repeated, still pacing, clearly distressed by what the message could mean.
"Are they going to try to… hum… kill you?" Rufus asked nervously, scratching his cheek, and Jiya eyed him with big round eyes, silently asking him to shut up. She loved her boyfriend, but he needed to be a little more sensitive sometimes.
"I won't allow it!" Wyatt protested vividly, standing on his two feet and getting closer to Lucy.
"I don't know… I don't know what it all means," Lucy said on the verge of tears as she continued pacing on her hurt foot who suddenly crumbled under her. She had to cling on a chair not to fall.
"Okay Lucy take a seat please, your ankle isn't completely healed you still have to keep your weight off of it," Wyatt pleaded and Lucy obliged, letting herself slump in one of the leather chairs.
She took her head in both hands and sighed. How was this possible? Were they really trying to figure what cruel scheme her mother had plan for her? They were talking about her very own mother, the woman who had carried her and who gave birth to her, the very same woman who was now talking about making her disappear!
"Disappear!" Lucy cried suddenly, standing up abruptly and cursing as another wave of pain shot through her leg.
"What?" Wyatt asked worriedly as he helped her sit back down.
"They want to make me disappear! They're going to use the mothership to erase me from history! My mother said that they have an agent on the mothership and that it would help them get Rittenhouse back on its feet! Maybe they think that if they erase me from history I'll never talk to Ethan and we won't be able to arrest them…" Lucy suggested, the idea making her shiver. Her mother was really willing to have her erased from history just so her fascist-like community wouldn't be destroyed? How had her life gotten from taking care of a terminally-ill mother whom she thought loved her unconditionally, to this?
"That is… twisted…" Rufus breathed out.
"Think about it, we wouldn't even realize it! I'd just vanish and no one would even remember me. It would be like I had never existed, like Amy" she finished in a whisper.
"We are not going to let them Lucy! We will stop them," Wyatt said fervently. He was not going to lose another woman he loved. Not again and especially not if there was something he could do about it, like hunt down that special agent who had stolen the mothership, whoever it was. He might have missed his chance with Flynn, but he wasn't about to do the same with this new time-traveler madman. If he had a shot he'd take it, not matter if Benjamin Franklin himself stood right in front of him or her, but he'd have to figure out who stole the mothership first of he wanted any chance at catching the man.
"Do we even know who stole the mothership?" Agent Christopher asked as if reading Wyatt's mind.
Jiya shook her head, "We have no idea, the cameras were deactivated and all the agents are dead."
"It makes no sense; they need a pilot to use that thing! They can't just steal it and go in the past blindly hitting buttons randomly! They are going to either die or break the machine," Rufus said shaking his head and Lucy sucked in a breath at the realization.
"It has to be Emma," she said.
"Emma? No, it's impossible, she was hiding from Rittenhouse in 18-something. She helped Flynn" Rufus protested.
"Well, she's the only pilot we know of beside you and Anthony, who's now dead. Maybe it was a trap for Flynn? She pretended to hide from Rittenhouse in the past so he'd recruit her and trust her. Maybe they thought it'd be easier to destroy him from the inside? Besides, we haven't heard anything from her ever since we arrested Flynn," Lucy suggested.
"It's twisted, but it could be plausible. If there is one thing I learned is how twisted Rittenhouse can be!" Wyatt approved.
"It still doesn't help us to figure out how to stop Rittenhouse from erasing Lucy from history," Rufus pointed out and Jiya glared at him once again. God that man needed to learn some social manners.
"We go after her as soon as she takes the mothership out. Not a second to lose. If we have to go back in the 1700's in jeans and t-shirt well so be it. We are not taking any risks to let her erase Lucy before we have time to chase her," Wyatt said firmly.
"I'll arrange something for you to be able to stay at Mason's industries so you'll be seconds away. Don't worry Lucy, we are not going to let them simply erase you," Denise promised and Lucy believed her. She was glad she could count on some people even after everything that had happened in the last couple of days.
Turned out that Mason industries could be full of surprises. In a matter of an hour or so, Connor Mason himself who, they were now sure of it was definitely on their side, managed to create a couple of rooms with mattresses they could crash on.
"Here's your key Lucy," said Denise as she handed her the small silver key on a blue chain before she turned to Wyatt to do the same. He took his key, stuffed it in his pocket and Lucy felt a wave of disappointment invade her.
She didn't know why though. She should have expected it. To anyone else, they were still coworkers, teammates, friends, nothing more that required them to share a room. Still, a part of her had hoped that maybe she could have spent the night with Wyatt again, that he'd refuse his key and just share her room. He made her feel safe when she was cuddled up in his arms.
But he had taken his key and she was kind of disappointed while she knew she shouldn't. As much as she wanted to tell everyone that Wyatt and her were now… something, she didn't even know if they were! Wyatt had kissed her and told her she'd never be alone, but was he really in this as much as she wanted him to be? Was he ready to tell other people about what happened? Did he want them to be… something?
"And here are your keys, Jiya, Rufus," said agent Christopher, jarring her from her thoughts. Denise gave them both a copy of the same key to their shared room and Lucy silently envied them.
"Well… I guess we should all sleep a little? Before anyone decides to take the mothership out?" Wyatt suggested and everyone agreed. They needed as much sleep as they could if they wanted to have enough energy to face Emma and chase her through decades of history.
Lucy said goodnight to her friends and went into her room, closing the door behind her. She laid down on the small mattress and sighed.
The darkness of the room coupled with her disappointment and uneasiness at being alone plunged her into dark thoughts. What if it didn't work? What if she was erased just like that? Would she feel something? Would she see Amy again? Or what if they tried to kill her here, instead of erasing her from history like they thought? What if there was someone inside Mason's industries working for Rittenhouse, getting ready to kill her in her sleep? The thoughts soon became too much and Lucy's breathing picked up. She tried to remind herself that fear wasn't real, like Houdini had taught her too, but it was useless. It felt like her heart was being squeezed and she couldn't get enough air. She wouldn't feel better until she felt safer. She needed to make sure she was safe for the night. She mostly needed Wyatt, but she didn't want to look like the clingy girl who couldn't take care of herself. She needed to be independent. She needed to find something to defend herself!
She was halfway across the room, picking up a chair to barricade her door when she heard the doorknob turn. Her heart rate picked up and started beating almost out of her chest. She silently went next to the door, holding the chair above her head with shaky arms, getting ready to slam it on the intruder's face.
The door opened slowly and she was about to drop the chair on the person's head when the intruder turned his face. She recognized Wyatt immediately and he almost jumped out of his skin at her sight.
"Lucy what the hell?" he said in hushed whispers, trying not to wake up their teammates.
"I thought… I thought you were someone else," She stuttered and he closed the door quietly, taking the chair from her hands and resting it on the floor.
"Come here," he said, gesturing for her shaking form to melt into his arms.
"You should have called before, you scared me," she said shyly, resting her head on his chest.
Wyatt chuckled, "I did call you. About five times actually, but you didn't pick up,"
Lucy then remembered that she had put her phone on mute to try to get some sleep after the exhausting day. If the mothership was taken out, she figured that agent Christopher would just knock at her door instead of calling.
"I put it on mute," she said sheepishly.
"That's what I thought. I'm sorry if I scared you. I just wanted to make sure you were okay," he explained.
"I'm okay' she sighed, half-lying. She was still scared out of her mind of what the future had in store, but it was better now that Wyatt was there.
"I could… I mean… if you want to, and to be honest it would make me less worried too… I… Can I spend the night here?" he asked rambling on in nervousness.
Lucy blushed as his words, her red cheeks hidden in the darkness of the room, "Of course you can stay Wyatt. I was actually hoping you'd spent the night with me, but I didn't want to bother you if that wasn't what you wanted… I mean… I don't really know what…" she trailed off, not really knowing how to explain everything she was thinking. It had been great, only the two of them, hidden from the world in that hotel room. She had been a hundred percent honest about her feelings, but now that they were back at Mason's industries, the worries had crept in. What if Wyatt changed his mind? What if he wasn't ready to get over Jessica? What if they changed the past and Jessica was there again? Would he just leave her alone like everyone else seemed to be doing recently? She didn't know if she could support being abandoned by Wyatt or Rufus. They were the two last persons in this world that she trusted and who cared about her. She needed to know if Wyatt was in whatever they had as much as she was otherwise she wouldn't be able to take the rejection once she'd be in way too deep.
"Lucy, I meant every words. I'm glad that I've found you. And that day, when we met in the warehouse after I was held captive for stealing the lifeboat, when I told you I had realized I still have a meaning in life after losing Jessica, I meant it too. You are that meaning Lucy. I want to be there for you. I want a life with you. And I know it's still early and I know we are nowhere near that, but I can picture myself growing old with you. And I'll try my best to make that happen, if you're willing to give it a try too," he said and Lucy's breath caught in her throat as his admission.
"I would love that," Lucy said after a break, tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry if I keep doubting you and everyone. It's just after my mother I feel like I don't know what I can believe anymore and it's hard… but I believe you Wyatt Logan," she added before standing on her toes to peck him on the lips.
It didn't end like that though. Wyatt needed more than a chaste kiss. They both needed more in those times of fear and doubts.
Soon, Wyatt's hands found their way to Lucy's waist and tucked her closer against him before he brought his lips back down on hers. Their kiss spoke for them, showing each other just how much they meant every single word they had just said, and even more; how much they cared for each other, how they'd protect each other and how much they loved each other.
When Wyatt deepened their kiss, Lucy tangled her fingers in his hair while his hands started playing with the hem of her shirt, slipping under the fabric and making her shiver at the cold touch on her bare back.
Wyatt lowered them softly on Lucy's bed, him towering her and still kissing her, finding that spot on her neck that he liked so much. It was just so soft and smelled like her, like his Lucy.
Eventually though fatigue crept in and their kisses became slower, less rushed, just gentle and tender. Wyatt kissed Lucy one last time on the nose before laying down next to her and taking her in his arms. She rested her head on his chest and they both fell asleep quickly, exhausted from the day that had just went through and finally at peace in each other's arms.
The next morning, Wyatt woke up suddenly when a loud bang erupted a few feet from him. He sat up abruptly, momentarily forgetting that Lucy was sprawled on top of him and she rolled off with a grunt, whining about waking up when she was so comfortable. But Wyatt had other preoccupations than a whiny Lucy. Like the dumbfounded expressions on Rufus and Jiya's faces who stood in the doorway. The bang had been the door hitting the wall when Rufus had opened it with a little too much force.
"Damn it I knew it!" Jiya cried, "Told you Lucy and Wyatt were happening," she added, slapping Rufus on the shoulder.
Hearing, those words, Lucy woke up fully, yanking the sheet in a quick motion, hidding her head under the covers as she blushed a dark shade of crimson. Next to her Wyatt looked uncomfortably between her hidden form and Rufus and Jiya quietly laughing in the doorway.
"We… I… I just… Wyatt! Say something!" Lucy hissed from under the covers, still hiding her face to her friends.
He looked at her helplessly, "I… I just didn't want her to be alone after everything we've just learned,"
"Huh-huh," Rufus eyed them skeptically, "You know, I've got eyes too, you sly dog"
"So? What happened?" Jiya asked excitedly, looking at Wyatt for answers as Lucy emitted yet another groan from her hiding spot.
"Nothing!" Wyatt tried to protest but Jiya seemed like she was buying it, "Look it's no big deal, I've just realized things… and I didn't want to leave Lucy alone…" Wyatt explained lamely and Rufus raised his eyebrows.
"That's the only reason why you've been holding hands and everything lately?" he asked.
"Come on Rufus! We kissed, we like each other, can we just keep the rest private? I'm not going to tell you all the details of what we did last night!" he said rolling his eyes and Jiya put a hand on her mouth, the other one, she used it to hit Rufus on the arm.
"Told you they were going to sleep together!" she cried in excitement.
"What? No!" Lucy cried finally yanking the covers down and looking at Jiya and Rufus for the first time. It was something admitting that they had kissed, but she wasn't about to start spreading the word that Wyatt and her were sleeping together, especially when it wasn't the case. They had slept together, yes, but not in that way. They had just slept next to one other, in pyjamas.
"We did not… That's not what I meant… God! Lucy, help me here," Wyatt said looking at her helplessly and she felt like laughing. He looked so cute, desperately trying to explain himself without saying too much.
"We slept next to each other, not… with each other," Lucy clarified, turning red as she did so.
Jiya looked almost disappointed, "Gonna happen sooner or later anyway," she said dismissing it with a shrug of the shoulders before she decided that teasing Wyatt and Lucy wasn't interesting anymore and she left their room, probably going to get breakfast or something.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Wyatt asked to Rufus who raised in hands in a surrender manner.
"Jiya told me she heard you two talking last night and she wanted to prove me you had spent the night here. It was her idea not mine," he laughed.
"You'r-" Wyatt was cut by agent Christopher who came in almost barging in their room.
"Mothership just jumped, Washington 1947" she stated matter-of-factly before taking in the scene she had just interrupted.
"Well that is new…" she joked and Lucy would have found it deeply embarrassing if her heart hadn't started to beat so hard that it was all she could hear. Emma had jumped. She could disappear any moment. There was not a single second to lose.
"Clothes are already there for you in the lifeboat, you can change when you get there," Denise said before rushing back to the deck to finalize the last preparation they needed for the jump of the lifeboat.
"Hey, Lucy!" Wyatt called gently yet firmly from beside her.
She avoided his gaze, but he insisted, taking her chin in his hand, forcing her to look into his eyes, "I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I promise,"
Oh how she wished she could believe him!