“What are you supposed to say to the woman you love when you may never see her again?”
Oh no, I’m in for emotions. I can tell.

“Every step she takes brings her closer to him and Wyatt swears that the air gets easier to breathe just because she's there.“ THAT IS BEAUTIFUL. That’s a line that I wish I had written. Gorgeous.

“But Lucy and Wyatt are not everyone else and they've never been simple.” YASSSSSS. Oh I love that.

“They never placed a label on what they are now, but it's some messy, crisscrossing circuit board of friends, confidants, partners, teammates, and the ever-lingering possibilities. One more thing: Lucy Preston will always hold the title of the woman that Wyatt Logan unconditionally loves.”
OH MY HEART. I LOVE THIS FIC ALREADY. SO SO MUCH.

“He knows that uttering those words dropped a heavy weight on her shoulders, possessing the love of the man who shattered her heart.” Oh man. I am wounded in the best way. That sentiment makes me want to cry for both of them. HOW DO YOU DO THAT IN ONE SENTENCE?! Witchcraft. ;)

Oh gosh and Wyatt just standing there while the Lifeboat jumps because he can’t step away from the last link to Lucy. The image of him letting the force knock him down. I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS STORY.

“He sticks to the one thing he can cling to: a dirty computer screen that's going to tell him if he's going to have trouble breathing for the rest of his life, if he'll always be missing the vital, pulsing organ currently absent from his chest.” ARE YOU TRYING TO MURDER ME? You are. I know you are. Oh I love Wyatt Logan.

“Wyatt swears that Lucy's never looked so breathtaking. Not when he was urging her into his arms in 1893 at the Chicago's World Fair. Not when their arms were locked together in 1918 and he was drinking in the sight of her face after six weeks. Not when she was draped in sparkling gold and white with her lips a vibrant red as she outshone every Hollywood star that 1941 had to offer. Not even when she was laying on the bed in Hedy Lamarr's guest house, hair mussed and looking thoroughly loved by him.” Yep I’m dead. You killed me. DEAD. Oh god that’s glorious paragraph.

“It's a response ingrained in the very deepest part of himself— holding Lucy.” You’ve already killed me. No need to keep trying. God I love that sentence.

“We never leave each other's side anymore." She whispers. The words sink down into his skin, tattooing themselves on his heart.
"We never leave each other's side anymore." Wyatt repeats against her.

And now I’m dead AND crying. This entire fic was BREATHTAKING. You should be so proud of this. It gave me all the feelings and so many of your sentences were stunningly phrased. AMAZING WORK. I cannot wait to read more from you.

I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS. I have been sooo negligent in keeping up with reading lately, but this little gem of an author alert has been lingering in my inbox ever since you posted it, awaiting the moment where it could finally get the attention it deserves - WHICH IS SO MUCH ATTENTION. The words alone are woven together so perfectly, so poetically, that I feel them right at the core. POWERFUL FEELS. And ughhhhh the way you wrote Wyatt holding SO MUCH OF HIMSELF IN both at Lucy’s exit and at her return ... the way they mean SO MUCH to each other that they both epically fail at trying to demonstrate it when it comes to saying goodbye :/ One of my fave parts was Wyatt both admiring the changes in her (where he thinks this is the most beautiful he’s ever seen her in spite of all the other times he’s thought she’s so beautiful, MY HEART) but also aching for the woman he first met who knew nothing of violence. That hit me right in the soul, man. And then Lucy chasing him down and throwing herself at him and declaring the new rule (WHICH WORKS SO WELL ON LYATT, OK) just when Wyatt thinks he’s better off slinking into the background for the time being was gloriously beautiful. I love how you kept it simple with the kiss, because it’s obviously just the beginning for them. This was what it took to shake Lucy loose from everything that held her back and I just love how clear it becomes to her once she goes on a jump alone. So. So. Beautiful. Excelllent work :)

I hope they don't take this long in canon to be a 'them' again :( But also, very much yes, they should not travel without each other. Ever. :)

My heart was aching for Wyatt while Lucy was gone! I loved this! You write Wyatt's POV so well. Thank you for this.

Beautiful. Slightly melancholy but gorgeous. Seeing them unable to say goodbye, the hug when she finally gets back and the new rule. I love it.

Oh this tugged at my heartstrings 3

I loved it!

I had stopped reading Timeless fanfics for a while and coming back and reading this masterpiece was well worth it. For a while I put Timeless aside (kinda went underground) trying to come to terms of the inevitable (possible and confirmed cancellation) and focus on some real life problems going on in life at the moment. These fanfics are an outlet that takes me away from my problems and sometimes I get carried away and do nothing but read for hours on end and forget that there are things around me that need to be prioritized.

The visual of Wyatt standing frozen in place contemplating whether he will see Lucy again makes me hold my breath with him. The thought of losing a person who has been through hell with you and not being able to tell them how you feel before they go is crushing. I love that Lucy comes running to him in the end assuring him that she came back as promised and proposing the new rule. That in itself is a promise of three little words yet to be spoken and hopefully uttered soon. Welcome back, I'm excited to read more of your work soon!

So glad you were inspired to write this little gem (and that you managed to find the time). What a great, organic way to use this particular prompt :) really nice job!

I loved this! Very in character and loved this progression towards a future Lyatt coming out of the Lifeboat. Thanks for this!