The plan was relatively simple, or at least on paper. Their future selves would give the past team the blue prints and guidance to update their lifeboat so that they could travel back to 1888 and save their friend before he got shot. The team was split up into two groups, group A working on updating the lifeboat and group B working on the tactical plan to actually go in and grab their friend.

Their future selves and team had done their best to remember all the details of that day, but over the years it had grown a little blurry. The day for them though was still fresh on their minds and they were able to easily fill in all the small details to make sure that everything ran smoothly. There was no room for mistakes on this mission; everything had to be accounted for because they would not get a second chance.

The group worked around the clock mapping, writing, and typing in codes. There was little time to rest, none of them wanted to waste time on saving their friend. She did not find it as easy to stay awake as the others and often times found herself nodding off. She could see the worried look in his eyes every time that she yawned or fought to keep her eyes opened. But he kept his mouth shut knowing they were not at that place yet where he could play worried father and that she would not listen to his request anyway.

She still wasn't ready to share her news with the group, something that the baby's father agreed on. They wanted everyone's attention focused on the mission to the past and not on their future. Thankfully no one questioned her exhaustion since they were all running on fumes and it wasn't unusual for someone to crash mid meeting. It was only their future selves who knew the truth.

There was an unspoken understanding when the four were planning alone. Her future self knew first hand how exhausted she had been during the first trimester and he too had lived through his partner's suffering. They never questioned when she suddenly fled out of the room, but did nudge him to follow after her with a glass of water. It was also during these meetings that she was more likely to fall asleep and later wake up to find herself in bed.

Their meetings were the only times where she let go of the act. She didn't have to pretend like she was her normal self and hide her symptoms. It was much easier on her mind and body when they were planning alone and preferred that than being with the entire team.

The day finally came when the plan was complete. The lifeboat was updated and ready to be taken out on its maiden voyage. The group had gone over the plans countless times until they had each step memorized along with backup options in case something went wrong.

They decided it would be best if the pair plus their enemy turned team member joined them. As much as they would have preferred it to be just the two of them, there wasn't enough time to teach either of them how to pilot the lifeboat. Plus having an extra set of hands who knew how to fire a gun and fight wasn't bad either. The duo would do most of the work and talking, but he would be in the shadows not far behind observing and making sure the coast was clear for them to complete the mission.

Once their future selves were positive that they had done all they could and that the mission would be successful it was time for them to go back to their present. They did not want to confuse or miss out on memories and details by staying in the past. Plus, she had whispered into her past self's ear, she didn't want to have contradicting memories with their child.

The present team watched as the future pair climbed into their lifeboat. It was strange watching them go and she found it even stranger not having them around. As confusing as it was having her future self present, it was comforting to see the older woman and know that certain parts of her life were going to be okay, mainly the baby.

They waited a full 24 hours before putting the plan into place. They wanted to give their future selves enough time to travel home and give themselves the rest they desperately needed. She didn't think she would be able to sleep that night, though she couldn't tell if the knots in her stomach were from the anticipation of the next day or morning sickness. But as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out, her need for sleep beat out the nerves she felt.

She woke up feeling rested, still tired, but not the level of exhaustion she had been feeling. For once her stomach was clam too as if the baby knew the importance of the day. She knew it was bound to come back as soon as they jumped in the lifeboat, but she was going to enjoy the moment.

She headed into the kitchen intent on making herself some tea and toast. It wasn't surprising to see that he was already up, but what did make her heart jump was that he had already prepared her breakfast.

"Thanks" she smiled and took the mug and plate from him.

She sat down at the table ready to enjoy the peaceful moment before the chaos started.

He sat down next to her, a cup of coffee in hand and said, "I don't like this."

"Which part?" She asked. After all there were many pieces of the plan that he might not like.

"You traveling back to that date."

"I'm not a big fan out either, but it has to be me. We need to save Rufus…together."

"Yeah, but Lucy you're pregnant!"

"I know that! But there is no other option. Plus our future selves didn't seem to have a problem with me going and they're the ones who already have the kid."

"Still doesn't mean I have to like it. I know my future self wasn't a big fan of it either. What if we do something that puts the baby at risk?"

"I talked to my future self too and she seemed pretty positive that our baby is going to be fine." She looked into his eyes and could sense that he was still not comfortable with the idea. She grabbed his hands and gave them a squeeze. "Look I'm scared too, there is still so much we don't know, but I have to trust our future selves that they knew what they were doing when they created this plan. They wouldn't put our child at risk if they knew something would happen. Plus you and Flynn will be there to protect me if anything does happen, which it won't! We've gone over it countless times and have thought and prepared for each variable that could change. We're ready for this Wyatt. We're ready to save Rufus."

He continued to look down at where their hands were clasped and intertwined their fingers. She could see the gears churning in his head and he thought of a counter argument. Quickly she took their hands and placed them on her stomach to remind him of their future.

"I want you to stay behind me the entire time. You are not to go running off, understand?"

"I promise." She said and meant it too.

It wasn't just her life anymore that she was fighting for. Usually the over protective bossy nature would have bothered her and up until a few days ago would have had her yelling at him, but she understood that this was his way of controlling the situation and protecting their baby.

He nodded his head, "why don't you finish your breakfast and I'll go see if anyone else is up." He stood up ready to leave before looking back at her. "How are you feeling?"

"This was the first morning in a long time that I didn't feel the need to hurl my guts out, so I'm taking that as a good sign." She said happy that she could give him an honest answer.

"Glad to hear that." He smiled back.

"Are you ready for today?"

"More than ready. Let's go save Rufus!"