Wyatt stared ahead as he slowly chugged his beer, instead of his phone, that when he turned it on would show the picture of the message the other Wyatt in the other timeline had told Rufus to give him if the other Wyatt couldn't make it in time to stop them. Which Wyatt guessed, the other Wyatt didn't make it in time.

He was waiting for Jess. He needed to talk to her about...well everything.

"Hey buddy what are you doing here?" Wyatt asked his friend after he answered the door. A smile had been on his face. But then Rufus asked a question that drove the smile right off Wyatt's face.

"Look, you have to believe I'm only asking you this because I have a good reason. Okay? Okay. Are you happy with your wife?"

"What-" Wyatt sputtered. That was a question he had not been expecting.

"Why...why are you asking me that?" Not knowing what else to say, he just blinked at the engineer.

Rufus sighed, running his hand over his face. "I can't tell you that. Not yet at least. I need to know this first and honestly, not a knee jerk reaction to my question because it's a weird question."

Honesty. Rufus wanted honesty.

And with this question...and the way Rufus was acting, this...this was serious. Wyatt needed to be honest. The solider heaved a sigh.

"Not exactly. Sure, we have our good days. But most days, they're bad. We've been fighting a lot. But you already know that-that we thought our vow renewal would help. But it didn't Rufus. It didn't."

"Actually I don't." Rufus laughed in a clipped tone.

"Don't what?" Wyatt looked up at friend with a bewildered expression.

"Know. I don't know how bad things are with your wife or your wife in general." Rufus told his friend hastily, before launching into an explanation on how he was from another timeline, how in that timeline something happened to Jessica and wasn't in the picture anymore. Which he wouldn't go into a lot of detail with, but then he went on to explain how in that timeline he and Lucy had been together-how Wyatt had proposed to Lucy.

"But Lucy thought you'd be happier with Jessica because we didn't know her and in the beginning, you were so desperate to get her back. She was...she thought she was doing what was best for you. That's why she wasn't at your vow renewal. Not because she went out of town on some job." Rufus continued. The words were spewing out of his mouth. As if he couldn't control them coming out. Once he started, he couldn't stop.

"But that's not the point, the point is, the you in my timeline, she wrote you something if you woke up. The otheryou did and you called me after you read it. You asked me to stall her. But you also made me promise something. If the other you couldn't make it in time, you sent me a picture of what she wrote you and the other you said to bring back my phone from that timeline and show the you in this timeline. That's why I asked such a bizarre question and that's why I needed a completely honest answer because if you were honestly happy with Jessica, I couldn't wreck your marriage with her." He handed over his phone. The picture was already loaded.

Wyatt took it carefully, accepting it as if it were a bomb. Which in a way it was, a bomb that could detonate his already fragile marriage.

"Have you read it?" He asked. The engineer shook his head.

"It's not my business to read. That's between you and Lucy. And look, man, I know this is an impossible situation and I'm not telling you what to do or guilt trip you. But Lucy's like my sister and I think she's hurting. She's been going out, trying to get over you to let you try and be happy with Jessica, but I don't think it's working."

Wyatt shook his own head, before sending the photo to his phone.

"Rufus, I appreciate this, but I think I would like to be alone when I read the letter. But I have one more question. You had said Jess hadn't been in the picture in the timeline you're from. Was I divorced?" Wyatt asked and his friend visibly winced.

"She had passed away. When Lucy and I met you, she'd been gone six years? I think that's what you told us. That's why Lucy and I went back to change and now we're here." Rufus answered.

"Do know why Lucy would think she was doing what was best for me?" Wyatt asked. The engineer shrugged.

"When we first started the mission, the other you was so desperate to go back and changed the fact that Jessica had passed. I think Lucy thought you'd be happier with her."

A beat passed.

"Were we happy?"

"Very much so. You were very hands-y with her. There are even a few visuals I want to burn from my memory." Rufus' attempt at a joke didn't go over very well.

The Grand Master Sargent just sighed, "Thanks Rufus."

His best friend gave him a comforting pat on the back, before he left Wyatt alone with his thoughts.

Wyatt read it. Of course, he read it and now it was all he could think about. Especially knowing that he and Lucy were happy. He took another long swig of his beer. He really needed to talk to Jess. Sure, in the beginning, he had been attracted to Lucy. He had even seen her naked back once and couldn't keep himself from looking. (Even with him being married) Then with time, their friendship grew while going on those missions and with their friendship, his feelings started to develop. But he loved Jessica, (Even with them fighting a lot. Then more than ever because he couldn't tell her about the mission) so he never did anything, because his Grampa Sherwin had raised him better than that.

But now…with this new information. Wyatt gritted his teeth. Jessica really needed to come home and soon.

"Hey, so I picked up dinner on my way home. We're having-really Wyatt? It's not even six o'clock yet and you're already drinking?" The Grand Master Sargent tightened his hold on the bottle.

And so it starts. He thought to himself while setting the bottle down on the table. He cleared his throat, watching as she unpacked the food on the counter.

"I need to talk to you about something. It's about us." Wyatt saw her visibly tense up. She turned.

"What about us?" Careful Logan, tread lightly.

"Jess, we haven't been happy for a while now. It's been almost a year." He started.

"And whose fault is that? This started when you told me you couldn't tell me about your mission with Mason Industries." Now you're in the minefield. Remember slow and steady. One wrong move and you're toast.

"No, this started long before that and you know why I couldn't tell you about the Mason thing. It was classified. Authorized personnel only. If I told you, I would've gotten court marshaled."

"That's bullshit Wyatt-"

"You see? We're fighting now and I think…" Here goes Logan…

"I think I'm done fighting with you." No going back now.

"And what exactly, does that mean? Do you want to divorce me, Wyatt?" Wyatt couldn't find the words to speak. Jessica slammed down the Chinese food container she had been holding.

"I thought you loved me!" Now she was crying and that got Wyatt's voice working. He stood up and wrapped her in a tight hug.

"I do Jess. I do. I always will. But things haven't been right for a while. You know that and I know that. So I think its best if we let each other go now before we end up hating each other." He said and she sagged against him. All the fight just deflated out of her.

"You're probably right. Wyatt, I hope you're happy. It just can't be with me." She whispered. Wyatt nodded and pressed a loving kiss to her head.

"I hope you're happy too Jess, but you're right. It just can't be with me."

Wyatt had decided that Karmara and Jealousy must be related, because they were both bitches.

"Wyatt? What are you doing here?" Lucy asked when she flung open the door and saw it was him. But the Grand Master Sargent wasn't looking at her; he was looking at the guy that stood behind her. He glanced down at her. It looked like they were about to go on a date. Something that Rufus had said before he left echoed in his head.

"She's been going out, trying to get over you to let you try and be happy with Jessica, but I don't think it's working."

But jealousy still reared its ugly head.

"We need to talk," he said to Lucy, and then he looked at the guy, "Get out."

"Wyatt!" Lucy cried. But Wyatt didn't hear her as he spoke to the guy again.

"I said get out!"

The guy came forward, but he wasn't looking at Wyatt. He was looking at Lucy.

"Lucy…?"

"I think it's best if you go. I'll call you tomorrow." She turned back and walked over to him, before she gave him a tight smile, walking toward the door with the guy in tow.

"No, she won't." Wyatt slammed the door in his face.

When Wyatt turned back to face Lucy, she had her arms crossed with a withering glare on her face and it was all directed at him.

"You want to tell me why you threw my date out?" Her anger continued to grow with each word, which in turn just made Wyatt angrier. Instead of answering verbally, the Grand Master Sargent tossed his phone onto her kitchen counter. The photo of her letter was already waiting for her.

The historian picked up the phone. He saw her recognition when she realized what it was. He smiled bitterly when she glanced up at him.

"How-how'd you get this?" Her voice was chocked as if she had swallowed something that hadn't agreed with her.

"Apparently I woke up in the other timeline and found your note. I called Rufus. I sent him that picture and told him to take his phone with him. Then I made him promise to show me in this timeline. Which he did, tonight." He explained.

"Wyatt I…" She had started to fidget with a chain around her neck.

"Where'd you get that?" It was then that Wyatt noticed what was on the chain. It was his Delta Force Ring.

"It is-was my engagement ring. After our first mission, I came back for our second mission with my sister gone from existence and engaged to some guy I didn't know. A big flashy diamond. But I didn't like that ring. I've always wanted something personal. To both of us or one of us. This," she gestured to the ring on the chain, "is what you came up with. I loved it then and I love it now."

What do you say to that?

"Lucy…" He started, but he had no idea where he was going.

"Look I know what I did wasn't okay. Taking away your choice like that. But at the time it sounded like the right call. We were happy, but I thought you might wake up one night and wonder what might've been with Jessica." Lucy swallowed.

"I didn't want you to wake up one day and think you settled for me when you knew you could have your wife back."

"Oh Luce," Wyatt tried again. But she wasn't hearing him.

"I love you and you want the person you love to be happy right? So I thought this would make you happy. No matter how I might feel. If you were-are happy, I can live it." She continued and now he could see her tears.

"Hey, hey," the anger he had felt before deflated at the sight of her crying. The Grand Master Sargent was in front of her within a nanosecond and wrapping her up in a tight hug, "Rufus said that Jess had been gone when I met you, so you didn't know how bad it was between us, huh? I never told you how bad things were at the end?"

Lucy shook her head against his chest.

"Look I love Jess. I always will and I'll always care about her, but we aren't right for each other. We fought…constantly. We stopped making each other happy a long time ago. That's why I asked for a divorce tonight." He explained, running a hand through her hair. The words had meant to be soothing, but apparently, they weren't based on how quickly she pulled out of his arms.

"Wait, tonight as in after Rufus told you about all of this?"

Wyatt shook his head violently at what she was getting at.

Nice one Logan.

"No, Luce, it's not like that. It's not okay? Like I said, Jess and I fought constantly. We were a ticking time bomb just waiting to explode. This wasn't just about you. But I'd be lying if I said you, didn't propel me into making the decision before we exploded." He tried to tell her. She still didn't look convinced.

"Ma'am, I promise. We were already heading that way. Have I ever lied to you before?" Lucy smiled a bit, shaking her head.

"You called me back in my timeline too." She said softly.

"Well of course," he looked mock insulted, "I was born in Texas, where we're raised to be southern gentlemen."

"More like a reckless hot head," Lucy muttered.

"Better than a bossy know it all," was his teasing response.

She laughed and he grinned, but all too soon it was over. When she looked up at him her gaze had turned serious.

"Are you sure your marriage didn't end because of me?"

"Lucy, I'm sure."

"Okay," she said softly.

"Okay?"

"Okay," now he grinned at her. Then he leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to her lips.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to do that."