"I don't want to hurt her," She said as she ran her hand through her blonde hair.

"Neither do I," he replied, exasperated. "But we have to do something. She can't keep working for him."

"How do we know she's working for him? There is no evidence."

"I know she is. We sent Jessica in, Lucy knows about her. Wyatt is not going to believe her, she doesn't want to bother Rufus for she knows about him too, so who does that leave?"

"She hates the man!" She continued to argue.

"We sent Amy in. That'll throw her off 'til we figure out what to do next."

He stood up and walked out of the door. She sighed and put her head in her hand. Lucy wouldn't go to him.

Would she?

~•~•~•~

"What's the matter?"

Lucy just smiled at her sister. "Nothing. Nothing. I just—it's been a long day, at work. So... I'm going to go for a walk."

Lucy grabbed her purse and bolted for the door and realized she was still holding her phone to her ear.

"Hello?" She said to see if he was still there.

"They are getting to you too. They are trying to distract you." He answered.

Her breathing quickened. "But how... How is she here? I thought she wasn't born, she didn't exist!"

"No, Lucy." He said.

"No what?!" She screamed. She looked around and was thankful that nobody was around. In a softer tone, she repeated her question.

"Rittenhouse had her all along. She's a pawn on their chess board. They are very thorough and thought out with everything they do. Apparently."

Lucy shook her head. Tears fell from her eyes like a faucet. She didn't want to believe this. She wanted to curl up and forget about everything.

A few moments later, she took a deep breath. "What do I have to do?"

Flynn smiled. "Listen carefully."

~•~•~•~

"Where's Lucy?" Rufus asked as he jumped to the main deck.

Wyatt shrugged his shoulders, only partially listening. He was still trying to wrap his head around what Lucy told him. "I don't know. But she was acting weird the last time I saw her."

"Weird, how?"

"Lucy Preston," Agent Neville declared, "Is now a threat." Both men came to attention quickly, still trying to get used to the fact that Agent Christopher wasn't there.

Logan and Carlin looked at each other with wide eyes. "What?!"

"Why?"

"We believe she went with Flynn on this trip, willingly." Neville replied, "She's helping him."

"How do you know she did it willingly?" Rufus inquired.

Wyatt nodded, adding, "Yeah? I mean, he's kidnapped her before."

"Yesterday she left her house with her purse and phone in hand. She was talking to none other than Garcia Flynn."

"So you're stalking her now too?" Rufus was clearly fed up with the government—any kind of it.

"We have surveillance outside her house for security purposes. Flynn has proven that he does not intend to hurt Miss Preston; and, is adamant about her help.

"Where did they go?" Wyatt finally asked.

Wyatt didn't want to believe she was working with the Time Bandit; but she did say she was talking with him and that he knew how to stop "it".

It was Jiya who spoke next, "Trail of Tears."

Wyatt turned and started to say something. He sighed. "No Lucy," He whispered.

"After 1819, the federal government began prodding the Indian tribes in the southeastern United States to move to Oklahoma." Rufus skimmed through the rest of the article. "Basically, the journey was rough, they lost many Indians along the way hence the name: Trail of Tears."

"Indians. Fun." Wyatt sighed. "Orders?"

"Kill Garcia Flynn on sight. Bring Lucy back. We have some questions for Miss. Preston."

"What are you going to do with her?" Wyatt took a step forward.

"That, Mr. Logan, is none of your concern. Garcia Flynn needs to be eliminated before he completely destroys America."

Wyatt nodded wryly.

~•~•~•~

"We aren't killing the Indians, Lucy."

She sighed in relief. "Then why here?"

"The Indians will go to Oklahoma as they are supposed to. We have some business with the government."

Lucy nodded her head. In this time, no government official names stuck out to her. Who could he be after?

"Nobody that's going to be missed." He said as if he had been reading her mind. "Strapped in?"

Lucy nodded and took a deep breath. "Let's go, Ms. Whitmore."

~•~•~•~

OMYGOODNESS I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY! But here it is!

If you are reading, Pending, you may have noticed that it is put on old. I have got to start finishing a work before publishing! So I am going to finish this one, as it seems more popular, and I'm going to continue working on Two Steps Behind.

Thank so much, RobertMartineau for being my awesome *unpaid* editor! ? ﾟﾘﾝ It is greatly appreciated sir!

Au revoir !

-EJ