If you are suicidal I recommend not to read the part under the &&& (It is not action, just the location can may be trickering, but of course it is up to you)

Lucy knew she was being followed by the agents Denise had under her wing. She felt eyes watching her, but at this point, she didn't really care.

She wanted to face Benjamin again. Tell everything she has felt since she was in this mess. She was driving, but her mind was not on the road, but it was not that bad that she was a danger for herself or others.

She was mature enough to know her boundaries when it came to difficult things. The traffic light had the color of red, so she followed the traffic rule and stopped the car slowly by pushing softly on the pedal connected to the breaks.

The knuckles were white, drained of blood, because of how stern her grip was on the wheel. "Lucy calm down." She whispered to herself and loosened her knuckled a bit, so they turned flesh color again.

Green. The cars before her started to move and she did the same. She was almost at the place. She turned around the corner and drove in the street she had been through two times before, looking for a parking spot close by the house for when she wanted to leave immediately. Thank god there was a spot right in front of the front door.

Lucy got out, walked the path towards the green front door, knocked and waited.

Nerves rushed through her veins like adrenaline. Lucy looked back over her shoulder but didn't saw anyone. They must be good at shadowing or they weren't there at all. But that was something she wouldn't know. Not now, may not ever.

She was not thinking about that right now. She was thinking the moment that had played itself over and over inside her own mind like a movie. All the different scenarios entering and eating at her mind at the same exact time as the movie was still playing.

A lock got unlocked and the door opened in front of her. She looked her birth father, who she despised, in the eyes. "Hello Lucy, come in." He said, but Lucy already bumped past him.

She had no need in him being nice and trying to be sympathetic. He was part of Rittenhouse and never had been there for her all her life. The only thing he had done was watching her and following her from afar like a stalker.

"I will never be a part of Rittenhouse." Lucy was pist. "You can't play for God or whatever you are calling it. It is wrong to try to oppress people, trying to make a government, a country under the rule of fascists!" Lucy was losing it.

"You are a part of Rittenhouse. It is in your DNA." Her father said calmly.

"You and everyone else who is connected to me through you and Rittenhouse don't determine how I am. I am my own person even if I share certain DNA."

"Your mother loved me." He mentioned. Rage filled every cell in her body. How dare he bring her mother into this.

"Don't bring my mother in to this." Lucy said with clinching teeth. She was like a bomb ready to explode, the lint almost burned, ready to explode.

"My mother was your student. You made love to her and got pregnant and raised me on her own. I am nothing like you, you are not my father. My real father is Henry Wallace."

"I am, you have no stepfather. I have followed you in the shadows all your life. Your mother raised you on her own. Unless…" Benjamin went silent. He was thinking while he looked at his biological daughter. "The present changed?"

"Yes! Because of Rittenhouse he is gone, the father who helped to do my homework and learning me how to ride a bike. And now he is gone. Just like my sister. If I never had to go through time, to try to make sure someone I will not say the name of, than history wouldn't have changed and I most likely wouldn't have known you all my life. I wish that was the case but it isn't!" Tears were present in her hazel green eyes, but were unable to fall.

All the emotions that had built up since the first day of her serious yet dangerous job came out. But one thing she knew for certain, she wouldn't give him her tears.

"Who is his name? You have to tell me, Lucy." Her father reached for her, but she backed away. "No. I am not going to tell you because he knows the truth about Rittenhouse. And I'll make sure he and I will stop you."

The glance in Benjamin's eye changed in one second from a calm manner to something terrifying. Like a psychopath who lost to win someone over. "Who is it!" he screamed. Lucy backed away a bit more, trying to get to the hallway of the front door without letting it get noticed.

"It's me." Lucy and Benjamin looked straight at the voice they both recognized. Garcia Flynn.

A gun was pointed at Benjamin. "Flynn!" Lucy was shocked.

One part in her wanted Flynn to kill her father, but another part deep down, maybe it was common sense, was against the thought. Killing someone was not an option in her mind. But for Flynn it was different. His family got killed by Rittenhouse, not because of time travel like in her case.

"Flynn listen." "I am done listening. He has to pay for what Rittenhouse has done to my family. To my wife and to my daughter!" The vein in his neck was almost jumping out of his neck, Lucy thought about how long it must take for that to happen. Benjamin was just silent while he looked Flynn dead in the eye.

Lucy didn't want this, just like Flynn didn't want what had happened to his loved ones.

"Killing him is not an option. If you kill him Rittenhouse will continue to exist. There are more members, you know that." Lucy walked slow phased towards Flynn. Ignoring her father.

"Listen to my daughter." He did not. Lucy closed her eyes and stood silent. Why did you have to say that. She thought bitter.

"Is he your father?" Flynn raised his voice. "He is not. Well he technically is my birth father but I only have seen him three times and believe me, the first time I did not know he was a part of Rittenhouse."

Flynn looked at Lucy. It was silent. "You are one of them!" Flynn's head started to become a tomato. "You already knew I was a part of Rittenhouse. And you know I don't want that."

Benjamin tried to move. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Flynn said calm, but deadly. "Why wouldn't I?" Flynn took Lucy in his grip, it went so fast that Lucy couldn't react or the iron loop of the gun was pointed at her head.

"Because I will kill her if you do. And believe me when I say I will not hesitate." Lucy knew he wouldn't or he would have ended her life months ago. But her father didn't know that. Didn't know the history she, Rufus and Wyatt had with Flynn. And that was actually something they could use against him of this moment would not turn out for the worst.

"I'll take her with me. I know how special she is to you and the whole organization. So you can do as you please... but like I said before I will bring you all down eventually." Flynn said as he started to move away towards the front door.

"One more thing. Don't call anyone or I will rush a bullet through her brain." And with that Flynn stepped out of the front door, Lucy before him as a human shield, and he got into her black car. He pushed her inside and Lucy had to climb towards the passenger seat.

"Give me the keys." Lucy wasn't planning on it, but something in his eyes made her give them.

"What were you thinking? You could have yourself killed." The adrenaline still rushed through her veins like wild fire. "If I get killed by members of Rittenhouse while trying to bring them down, then I am fine wit hit, Lucy."

The tires of the car moved with the full force of the engine being kicked in and they flew away on full speed.

"Is that really worth it?" Lucy asked him as she tried to get the seat belt on. "It is if I get my family back." Lucy looked at him. "Even if you die trying?" Flynn said nothing and that was her answer. It would be worth it either way for him.

The car started to drive faster and faster through the city of San Francisco.

"Flynn." Lucy started to get a bit uneasy by how fast the car was going, especially because of the traffic jam that started to become closer and longer as the seconds passed by.

The sun was setting, going to sleep to let the moon wake. It started to get darker like by an eclipse. The fog came in as fast as it sometimes disappeared in the morning. The Golden Gate Bridge in front of them.

"Flynn can you push the breaks a little." It was not a question. "I'm trying but it doesn't work."

"What do you mean it doesn't work." Lucy was puzzled. "The breaks of your car are broken. Why would you drive in a broken car!"

Flynn was still trying to stop the car without success. "It wasn't broke when I used it before… Oh my God, they did something to my car!" Lucy yelled loudly because of the shock.

She couldn't believe they endangered her. Her father must had something to do with it because Lucy wouldn't ever be a part of Rittenhouse.

In the distance the red color of the Golden Gate Bridge came into view. A traffic jam before it. "Shit." She breath out.

"We're gonna die." Lucy said as she saw the traffic jam as they got closer and closer.

"I said I wouldn't care if I would die in the process of trying to get my daughter and wife back, but I am not a monster. I did horrible things yes. But I will not let you want you dead." Flynn said to her while he was focused on the road, trying to keep control of the car.

Lucy looked at him. And saw the real him. She realized how he really was deep down. All those months that they tried to stop Flynn and followed him through time, trying to stop him from changing history did she finally saw who he really was. Flynn was not bad after all. No saint, no monster, just a martyr.

They came in fast, the Welcome Center came into view. It was to late.

"Stop!" Lucy screamed terrified. Flynn was silent as he pulled the wheel to not hit the row cars in front of him, and lost control

The car lost contact with Shoreline Highway. The wheels slid away from under it. The car passed right next to people, tourists and Franciscans who made stunning sundown bridge photo's and video's to bring home with them. The car bumped onto railings and flew in the air like a bird as it lost contact with the solid ground.

They both screamed as they fell towards the water below. It all did go by in slow motion. Their lives flashed before their eyes.

Darkness.

I hope you guys felt and see the message I want to share. That people are sometimes not what they seem to be and that individuals are not determined by their ancestors and family.
Also if you read this fully if you are suicidal, get help. There are helplines available. Life is precious and you are worth to be here. I have been there in the dark, but got out, it will be hard... but it will be okay. 3