A/N: It's been a while, but I'm back! My first timeless fic was from a while ago (like the beginning of season 1) but I don't have the motivation/time to finish that one. This one is going to be shorter, and it takes place in season 2. This fic will mainly be Lucy x Flynn with some Wyatt x Jessica in the beginning. Spoilers for 2x1 2x2 and for the promo video for 2x3 (I'm posting this before I've seen 2x3).

Disclaimer: I don't own anything

Chapter I

After an interesting trip to Hollywood 1941, Lucy, Wyatt, and Rufus arrive back to the bunker they've been hiding out in. A lot happened on their trip. They met famous Hollywood stars, Rittenhouse killed a few important people in 1941 that weren't meant to die, and Wyatt and Lucy shared a passionate kiss in their hotel room. Lucy was excited and nervous to be arriving back to the future. She was excited to be living in close quarters with Wyatt in the bunker, especially after recent developments, but she also had a horrible feeling that the future somehow changed. As Lucy took her seatbelt off she gave Wyatt a small smile, and he gave her a boyish grin and a wink in return.

"Can we please tone it down with the flirting, you guys are starting to make me feel like a third wheel," Rufus joked, and opened the door to the lifeboat.

"Now you know how I felt when it was just you, Jiya, and I in the bunker," Wyatt smirked. Just as he was about to step out of the lifeboat he froze in place.

"What's wrong?" Lucy asked, seeing Wyatt freeze. Wyatt couldn't bring himself to move. He was shocked by the sight of his late wife, Jessica standing there next to Jiya by the computers. Lucy and Rufus glanced at each other in confusion.

"Jessica?" Wyatt whispered in disbelief. He slowly stepped down onto the floor, "you're alive?"

"Of course I'm alive," Jessica said, running up to Wyatt to give him a tight hug. He held onto her desperately, relishing the moment. She seemed oblivious to the fact that Wyatt hasn't seen her in years, it seemed like any regular day for her. Lucy and Rufus watched the scene unfold from the lifeboat.

"Is that…who I think it is?" Rufus whispered. Lucy didn't answer, she was in shock. She had no idea what to feel. She's glad that Jessica is alive, but confused about what that meant for her and Wyatt. "I'm sorry," Rufus said quietly. He noticed how well Wyatt and her have been getting along, and he knew her heart was probably breaking at that very moment. He gave her one last sympathetic look before climbing out of the lifeboat. Lucy suddenly heard a squeal of joy.

"Lucy! How did it go? Did you meet anyone famous in 1941?" Jessica asked with excitement and approached the lifeboat. Lucy stared at her like a deer in headlights. "What's wrong? Come down here and tell me all about the trip," she said. That is when Lucy came to a horrible realization. Not only is Jessica back, but her and Jessica are friends in this new future. Lucy felt like curling up into a ball, but she mustered up the strength to plaster a fake smile on her face and climb out of the lifeboat. She didn't want to give away any emotions, so she avoided eye contact with Wyatt.

"Uh, hey Jessica," Lucy said, trying her best to seem normal. "I...uh…we went through a lot on this trip. I'm pretty tired and, uh…I don't really want to talk much about it right now if that's okay." Jessica's face fell.

"What do you mean? What happened?" she asked with worry in her voice. "Is everyone okay?" Lucy looked to Wyatt and Rufus for help, but Wyatt was avoiding her gaze.

"We're fine," Lucy said, voice wavering. "I–I'm going to go freshen up." She quickly left the room to find somewhere quiet to let her emotions out.

"What's wrong with Lucy?" Jessica asked after Lucy left. "I've never seen her act like that."

"Jess…" Wyatt finally spoke. "We….we need to talk," he said in a serious tone. Realizing what Wyatt was about to do, Rufus decided to guide Jiya out of the room. Jessica was starting to get worried.

"What is it?" she asked, "why are you all acting so strange?" Wyatt ran his fingers through his hair and let out a deep sigh.

"Jess… I really don't know how to explain this to you. But sometimes we come back from these time travel trips and the future is changed. And today is one of those days that the future has changed for us," he said. Jessica had a pretty good idea of how time travel worked. She definitely knew that changing the past led to a different future, but she didn't understand why Wyatt was being so dramatic about it. She gave him a look that urged him to continue. "Jess…this is going to be hard for you to hear, but…before we left for 1941, you were not alive. You were murdered a few years ago, and..." Jessica looked horrified.

"What do you mean I was murdered!?"

"That was in the other timeline. You are alive now. I haven't seen you in so long, and I've missed you so much. I promise you Jess, I will never let something like that happen to you again." Wyatt's explanation didn't make Jessica feel any better.

"How? How was I murdered? When did it happen?"

"I…it doesn't matter anymore. You are alive now, and I've missed you," he said, avoiding the truth of the situation. Jessica was still curious as to how this other version of herself died but decided to let it go for now. She also didn't forget how Wyatt said he would never let it happen to her again, which gave her the ominous feeling that Wyatt was able to prevent her death in this other time but didn't.

"I guess you're right. It doesn't really matter anymore," she said with a small smile and gave him chaste kiss on the lips. Wyatt pulled her in for another hug and dug his nose into her hair. Cherry blossom scent…like usual, he thought, smiling to himself. The thought of Lucy suddenly popped into his head and his eyes widened. Oh my god...Lucy. He cringed at the thought of her hiding somewhere crying. I hope she will understand…I would have never done any of that with her if I knew there was a chance I would get Jess back…He squeezed Jessica tighter. Maybe I'll talk to Lucy and we can agree to pretend like nothing ever happened.

"Wyatt, you're squeezing too hard," she said breathlessly, and he quickly let her go.

"Sorry, I guess it's been a while," he said, boyish grin on his face.

"I can make up for that lost time tonight if you want," she said with a wink, and Wyatt smirked. "But first we need to talk to Agent Christopher. She should be waiting in the common room by now. She wanted to talk to you about some stuff." Jessica grabbed his hand and started leading him out of the room. "I think it's about Flynn. They had to bring him here to hide out because Rittenhouse infiltrated the prison he was in."

"Wait, what?!" Wyatt said, anger evident on his face. He dropped Jessica's hand and stormed into the common room to find Agent Christopher talking to Rufus and Jiya. "Flynn is here?!" he yelled.

"Hello to you too Wyatt," Agent Christopher said with a smirk. "We have other important things to talk about at the moment. Rufus tells me that the past was changed, which led to changes in the future. We need to document all of those changes."

"We can do that later. I want to know where Flynn is at," Wyatt demanded. Jessica came up beside him and put her hand on his arm to calm him.

"Wyatt, honey, please settle down. Flynn has already been here a few days, and he has been really nice to all of us so far. Please. We should sit down, and you can tell Agent Christopher everything you just told me." Wyatt still felt anger bubbling under his skin, but he wanted to please his wife, so he listened to her and sat down next to Rufus on the couch. Wyatt told Agent Christopher about almost everything. He chose to leave out the exact details of how Jessica was supposed to die, and he was also careful when talking about Lucy.

"Where is Lucy right now?" Agent Christopher asked. "She is usually the one to fill me in on these changes." Wyatt stared intently at the coffee table in front of him, avoiding her questioning gaze.

"She's not feeling too good, so she went to go freshen up," Rufus answered, hoping she wouldn't push any further.

"Well, I guess it is going to have to be up to you guys to tell her that Garcia Flynn is living in the bunker now. Rittenhouse is after him and the information he has, so this is the safest place for him," she said, standing up to leave. "Also, I want to make it clear that none of you are to lay a hand on Garcia Flynn. He has important information that we can't risk losing. Is that clear?"

"But –" Wyatt tried to protest.

"That is an order Master Sergeant Logan," she said, staring daggers at him. Wyatt sighed and nodded in affirmation. He wasn't really in the mood to fight back. "Good. I will be back soon. Call me if the mothership jumps again." She turned and noticed Conner Mason peeking his head into the room, which made her eyes roll in annoyance. "Don't leave without permission. Talk to the guards upstairs if you need any more food or supplies." They said their goodbyes and she followed Conner out the door, giving him another lecture about not sneaking out without permission.

Jessica moved to sit on Wyatt's lap. "I know you don't like that Flynn guy, but I thought I would let you know that he really isn't all that bad. I don't think he likes you very much, but he's nice to me. Plus, I think he has a thing for Lucy. He never shuts up about her. I couldn't wait for you guys to come back so I can tell her about it." Wyatt cringed. Lucy would never be with a killer like that.

"That's for sure," Jiya added. "He barely talks. But when he does, it's only about Lucy or Rittenhouse."

"Surprising," Rufus said sarcastically.

"Plus, he is a pretty good cook, unlike the other men in this bunker" Jessica said playfully. Scowls formed on Wyatt and Rufus's faces, which made both Jessica and Jiya laugh.

Lucy was sitting on the bathroom floor with her back up against the door. There's no lock on it, so she hoped her body blocking the door would prevent anyone from walking in on her sobbing like a heartbroken teenager. Her life was a complete mess. Half of Rittenhouse wants to kill her, her sister is probably gone forever, history is being ruined, and the man she is falling in love with is married now. She sobbed until her eyes were so swollen they hurt. Lucy wiped her nose with her sleeve. She had no idea how long she was crying for, but she knew it had to have been long enough for others to start wondering where she was. Footsteps approached the bathroom, and Lucy stiffened up against the door. It's time to confront the truth, she thought. Luckily the person knocked rather than trying to barge in the door.

"Someone's in here," she said weakly.

"Lucy?" said a voice with a familiar accent. Lucy's eyes widened. Is that Flynn? She scooted forward and allowed him to open the door. Her breath caught at the sight of Flynn. What is he doing here? He is supposed to be in prison. Her mind was racing a hundred miles an hour.

"Flynn…" she said, slowly standing up from where she was sitting on the dirty floor. She wiped away her tears, hoping her eyes didn't look as swollen as they felt. Lucy already had so many emotions running through her head, and the sight of Flynn made it even more complicated. "W–what are you doing here? and how did you get out of prison?"

"Agent Christopher brought me here while the three of you were on your trip." The worry was evident on his face. "Lucy…Did something happen in 1941?"

"Uh…no, not really…" she said, turning her face away. It was clear to him that she was lying.

"Lucy, I watched from the security cameras when the three of you got off the lifeboat. Something didn't seem right. Plus, you locked yourself in the bathroom and it's obvious you've been crying."

"I don't really want to talk about it," she said, but Garcia didn't let it go. He took a step forward and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Lucy…what happened? You can tell me anything," he said, eyes burning into hers. Lucy hasn't realized it until now, but Garcia Flynn has always understood her. He's read her journal, her inner thoughts. Not only that, he has put his trust in her multiple times, and she has taken it for granted. Lucy's heart pounded at the intensity of his gaze. They usually only talked about Rittenhouse, but from the way he was looking at her, she felt that she could tell him anything.

"I…I don't really know how to explain it," she paused, trying to organize her thoughts. "Back in 1941 there were some people that died that weren't supposed to…I never thought it would have changed the future like it did, but it happened…Before we left for 1941, Wyatt's wife Jessica was dead. She died a few years before Wyatt even started doing these missions with us. And well…Wyatt and I were starting to…develop feelings…and we kissed in 1941. I…I don't know what that means now, because we came back here and now his wife is alive. I have no idea what to do and…that's just it. I don't know what to do," she said, glad to finally get it all off her chest. Garcia removed his hands from her shoulders and Lucy saw the hurt in his eyes for a split second.

"I wish there was something I could do to help," he said, looking down to the floor. "I–uh, I didn't realize you and Wyatt were…" he trailed off, avoiding eye contact with her.

"Yeah, kind of. It's all been very recent. And…uh. I guess it is over now since his wife is back…" she said with a sad smile.

"Well. I'm sure everything will work out in the end…" he said, finally lifting his eyes to meet hers again. Lucy doesn't know why, but every time he looks at her she feels drawn in. It is almost impossible for her to look away from his intense gaze. After what seemed like eternity, Garcia spoke suddenly. "I–uh…I think I should go now…" Lucy could have sworn she saw the tips of his ears turn red. "I'm sure you want to take a shower and get into normal clothes again…" Lucy didn't even have time to answer him. He was already out the door and halfway down the hallway by the time she registered what happened. She stared at the closed door, wondering why he acted so strange and why he left so abruptly. It was when I talked about Wyatt that he started acting weird, she thought. Her mind had too much to process. She needed to figure out her current situation with Wyatt and Jessica first, so she pushed the thought of Flynn to the back of her mind. Lucy put the chair underneath the door handle to 'lock' it and slipped out of her dress before getting in the shower. She took two times longer in the shower than usual, allowing the scalding hot water to clean off the guilt she felt from kissing Wyatt.

A/N: Please let me know what you all think! I have the next few chapters mapped out, so if you like it I can continue it. I'm planning on the whole thing taking place within the bunker, and it will probably only be about 4 to 6 chapters. The last few chapters would be rated M.