Okay. I know I haven't written anything in like forever, but I'm finally getting back into the swing of things. So I have recently become obsessed with the show Timeless and now have a new OTP (like I need more of those) Lucy/Wyatt. They are so amazing together! I saw literally no fanfictions for them or the show in general, so I thought I'd try it out!

If any of you watch the show, you know the amazingness that was "Party at Castle Varlar". I'm a huge Bond fan so seeing him and Wyatt's jealousy was just so perfect!

Anyways, this is like an extended version of that episode! So I hope you all give the show and this story a chance! This story's chapters are going to be short compared to my other stories. That is because this is originally posted on Wattpad. If you want to check out that version and my page, my username is BloodRoseAngel. Anyways, enjoy!

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief when she was finally back in clothes from 2016. The drowning feeling finally released its hold on her. She felt a warm hand on her shoulder and looked up to see Wyatt's blue eyes looking back at her, concern lacing them. "You okay?" He asked softly. After their discussion in 1944, she felt an even stronger connection to him than before.

"Yeah. I'm fine." She answered quietly. He raised an eyebrow at the slight tremor in her voice. "I'm fine."

"Come on. Let me take you home." He urged gently. She simply nodded, having no more energy to argue with him, and followed him to his jeep.

The ride home was silent. Both were lost in their own thoughts. But every once in a while Wyatt would glance at Lucy out of the corner of his eye. He still loved Jessica, and probably always would. But he was feeling something with Lucy that he hadn't felt since his deceased wife had been alive. And he hadn't seen Lucy this shaken up since she saw Lincoln shot right in front of her. It pained him to see her like this. He wanted the Lucy he saw every time they visited a new time period or met one of her historical heroes. The spark in her eyes was the best part of every mission for him.

It was almost the same for Lucy. Yes, every time they got in that machine, it felt like she was back in her drowning car. But Wyatt seemed to calm that feeling in her. Every time she got in (she was always the last one), dressed in some out of time outfit, he would always be there to buckle her seatbelt for her and give her that half smile. It seemed to be the only thing keeping her grounded to the real world. It gave her the security she needed going into these missions. She shortly wondered if Jessica had always felt that safe around him.

All too soon, he reached her address and stopped the car. He heard her mumble her thanks and open the door. She was one foot out the door when he grabbed her hand. She turned back to look at him. "Call me. If you need anything." He said simply.

For the first time that night, he saw a small smile grace her features. "Thank you, Wyatt." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "For everything."

She leaned forward and softly kissed him on the cheek. He froze in the spot with a slight smile. Without a word, she got out of the car. The door slamming brought him out of his daze. She smiled again and waved at him from the sidewalk. He sent her a slight wave before starting the car.

As Lucy watched the car drive out of sight, she couldn't stop the smile on her face. The time missions made her feel like she was drowning but somehow, Wyatt's presence made her feel like the moment that she could breathe again. She sighed and turned to go into the house.

She stifled a scream and dropped her bag onto the grass as she felt the barrel of a gun pressing into her spine. "I was wondering when we'd meet again Ms. Preston." A voice spoke in her ear.

"Flynn." She said through clenched teeth. "What are you doing here?"

"You've interrupted my plans one too many times." He growled. "Now, it's time to take down that little time team of yours." Before she could say a word, he grabbed her arm and pinned it behind her back. "You and I are going to take a little trip. If you try anything, you're going to end up with a bullet in between your eyes. Do I make myself clear?" She nodded mutely. "Good. Now, walk." Slowly, she started walking on shaking legs down the street. On the corner there was a black van and when they approached, the sliding door opened to reveal Flynn's men. "Let's get her out of here."

One of the men stepped out of the van with a syringe in hand. Within a moment, he jabbed the needle into her neck and the world became fuzzy. It only took a few seconds for her entire world to go black.

Wyatt ran a hand through his hair as he sat in his bed. He could still feel Lucy's lips against his cheek. The minute she did that, he wanted to drag her into the car and kiss her senseless. But he froze. He wasn't expecting her to do something like that.

He smiled but was curious when he saw Lucy's name appeared on the screen. He clicked to answer it, "Lucy?"

"No this is her mother, Carolyn. Is this Wyatt?" A nonfamiliar voice answered.

"Yeah it is." He said unsurely. "No offense, ma'am. But why are you calling me?"

"I didn't know what else to do." She answered in a shaky voice. "Lucy texted me saying she was on her way home, but she never showed up. I tried calling her cell but I found it lying in the grass with her purse." Wyatt sat up straight at the sentence. "I'm scared something happened to her and you were the most called contact so I figured you might know something."

"I hate to say this but I haven't seen Lucy since I dropped her off at your house," he checked the time, "almost an hour ago."

"Oh my God." Carolyn sounded close to tears.

"Stay right there. I'm coming right over." He hung up and threw on a shirt and shoes. He probably broke every traffic law in existence getting to Lucy's but he didn't care.

When he got there, Carolyn was almost in hysterics. "Are you Wyatt?" She asked. He nodded. "Oh God. Please tell me you know what to do."

Before he could answer, his phone rang and he looked to see Agent Christopher calling. He accepted the call. "What do you need?"

"It's Flynn." Wyatt sighed. He didn't have time to deal with this right now. "He's got Lucy."

"What?"

"He took Lucy. He sent us a message saying that our 'time team' will finally be done for good."

"I should've known." Wyatt said through gritted teeth. He ended the call. He turned to see Carolyn looking at him expectantly. "I know who took Lucy," Her eyes became hopeful, "but I don't know where she is."

"Oh God. My poor Lucy." Tears started streaming down her face and Wyatt took her by the shoulders.

"Listen to me. I'm going to find Lucy or die trying." He turned to head to the car and started dialing Rufus' number.

"I don't usually believe people that easily where my daughter is concerned, but I believe you because of that spark." She said suddenly, making him freeze mid-dial. He looked back at her curiously. "It's the same spark Lucy gets when talking about controversial history topics. It comes out when you find something you care about so much you're willing to risk your life for it. Lucy needs that in her life. Call me if there's any updates." With that, she turned and walked back into the house.

Wyatt repeated those words in his head. Lucy needs that in her life. He sighed before finishing dialing Rufus' number. Well I need her in my life.

I hope you all enjoyed that! Please be sure to check out Timeless and my Wattpad account! Until next time!

Quote of the Day: Just because you failed once, doesn't mean you're going to fail at everything –Marilyn Monroe

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