Hi guys !

Here is chapter 2 ! I don't know if you're even ready for the direction I've taken but I am going to take a risk and even justify it myself in " Back on track".

In this chapter, there will be three moments posted in " Back on track" so don't freak out, you will have the insights very soon but not so soon ahah :)

Enjoy and please don't freak out on me, the insights on Lucy and Wyatt will be revealed :)

Thank you :)

She had always loved him. She never questioned her love for him. Never. Even when Jessica came back. Even when she pushed him away time and time again. Even when she kept saying to him he was happily married. But she couldn't do otherwise. So she played the part. Perfectly. She got hurt in ways she couldn't believe was possible.

So when their future selves appeared from nowhere, she decided to shut everything. She was not blind, she saw the looks, she recognized subtle touches her future self gave to her Wyatt when she thought no one was looking. She saw future Wyatt's looks of adoration and dedication directed at her future self. Even at herself. But she couldn't believe it. She wouldn't. She had suffered too much.

Somehow, this version of them stayed in her head, buried somewhere far in her head, keeping her company during sleepless nights. Their future selves wanted to save Rufus. They did and they have done so much more : they gave them hope.

Like the way she fell for him, trusting him again came with moments too.

They started talking again after one of their training. For the first time, Wyatt opened up himself. They were resting on the mates, trying to catch their breath when, out of nowhere, he started talking about the six weeks she was held by Rittenhouse. He told her about him going nuts. Trying to get out of the bunker. Being threatened by Denise of being court martialed. Breaking a tile in the bathroom because he was so damn frustrated. Keeping the hope to find her alive. He said it all.

She remembers saying nothing, just listening to him. He ended it by saying there were some things he needed her to know and he wasn't going to waste anymore time to say them. Losing Rufus once had been a turning point for Wyatt. She knew it. He wasn't holding back anymore.

A couple of weeks later, early in the morning after their training, they were sitting as usual, alone, both enjoying the silence of a sleepy bunker when she started talking. She told him about her version of those six weeks. It just felt right to talk about this to someone, especially if this someone was Wyatt. She couldn't stand there and not share with him when she knew he was making everything to repair their friendship. She knew Wyatt wanted more but she also knew he wasn't going to aim so high in his efforts to have her back. She knew they both had healing to do and they both needed time even if one of them knew exactly what he wanted and honestly was not hiding it.

Another significant moment came in the form of Jessica's death. At this point, they were used to spend more time with each other, but never alone. They enjoyed the fact that Jiya and Rufus were organizing dailies got together so they could spend time together. They were re learning to talk, to laugh together, to tease Rufus together. It felt good.

They time travelled to 1951, in Germany. Rittenhouse seemed to have changed goals with Emma's leadership, which was not good news. They found themselves in a difficult situation. Wyatt and Jessica were facing each other, guns in hands. Jessica was ranting about how she and him could have work it out. That he should think about the fact that she could have easily killed them all the first night he brought her in the bunker but she didn't because somehow she saw something in him that weakened her. Wyatt was not buying any of it but he couldn't let himself shoot her. It did not matter that he knew she was not his Jessica, he knew deep down he wouldn't survive the guilt after killing her. He couldn't take this responsibility. He had something much bigger to look for and he did not want to ruin it.

Not getting the response she wanted, Jessica tried to get him angry, she began to say he was a fool of believing he could change. She kept on telling him he would never be the man Lucy Preston deserve. That's when he saw her, standing behind Jessica who was too busy ranting angrily, holding a gun in her hand. She made a sign for him not to show anything, that he did, his finger still on the trigger, he prepared himself to the worst scenario.

Lucy called out Jessica, who turned around, and Lucy took the shot, without hesitation. Three perfect shots. In the heart. Just like he taught her. Lucy did not even flinch. She took her gun down and they met in a hug in the middle, right in front of Jessica's lifeless body. They stayed like this, coming to an understanding, that no matter what was going on, they will protect each other.

When they came back from their mission, after freshening up, Wyatt went to find Lucy in her room. She opened her door and was surprisingly welcomed with the sight of Wyatt, holding two glasses and a bottle of Whisky, from his favorite brand. They smiled at each other and she let him come in, knowing that though they still had a long road before them, they will go through it, together.