Timeless.

Surgery

As soon as the ship stopped moving and Rufus unlocked the door, Wyatt had Lucy in his arms and was out of there in no time. He ignored all the questions Jiya and Christopher were throwing his way and moved fast towards the med bay. He burst through the door, heading straight for one of the tables and placed Lucy carefully on it, gentle not to damage anything else. Wyatt spun to the startled doctors and yelled.

"Help her! She was shot!" He exclaimed, making them move quickly, prepping for surgery. Wyatt looked back at Lucy, her whole blouse almost red, he looked down at his own clothes and he had blood covering him where he carried her. But he didn't care, as long as! he got her here in time, that was all that mattered. A male doctor came over shoeing him out of the room, telling him he wasn't aloud to be in there. He pushed open the med door, running his hands through his hair, Rufus was waiting outside impatiently, glancing in the bay to see if he could see what was going on. He placed a hand on Wyatt, looking for an answer from the man. "They—uh—they started surgery."

Rufus let out a breath, knowing if they did a surgery there was more chance she'd survive. Wyatt ran his hands down his face.

"Someone should tell her mum." He said, looking to Christopher, who nodded, pulled out her phone and disappeared into another room. Wyatt stayed outside the med bay as long as he needed too, Rufus just beside him, waiting for someone to tell them Lucy was ok. "You know, I should go back there and shoot everyone of those assholes that did this to her."

"Yeah, but you know you can't do that, these might be the men who win the war for us." Rufus sighed, glancing over at Wyatt, only rage filling his eyes. Rufus knew that look, it was almost murderous and he knew if he didn't calm Wyatt down, he'd end up going back to that time and killing them all anyway. "Hey, look Lucy's going to be fine. So when the doctors come out and tell us, she's going to need someone beside her until her mum gets there."

"I know, I'll be there." Wyatt agreed, taking a deep breath releasing his anger. He looked over his shoulder the doctors were still speeding around the room, he caught glimpses of blood here and there, making his stomach feel like someone was tying it in a knot. He looked back at the floor as though he was examining it. "Rufus I was actually scared for her life today, for the first time in a while I cared whether someone died or not."

"Welcome to the world of caring, brother, you get used to it, especially doing what we have to do," Rufus chuckled, lightly nudging Wyatt. He could see how his friend cared for Lucy, even if he didn't know it himself yet. He got to his feet, looking down at Wyatt. "I'm going to wardrobe to change, tell me if they say anything."

Wyatt nodded, watching his friend leave, knowing he was going to change but he'd go to find Jiya quickly after, it was what he always did once they'd finished a mission. Wyatts knee bobbed up and down at a rapid speed, his nerves high and he wasn't sure if he could keep waiting for a response. He wondered if it was best for him to go change too, especially when he was covered in Lucy's blood, but he knew if he left and a doctor came out to inform him Lucy was ok and he wasn't there, he'd be furious at himself. So he waited. The hours passed slow, Rufus had returned handing him a coffee, waiting with him for a while before disappearing again. Wyatt was sure he'd never waited so long in his life.
But eventually a doctor came out, the same one that had pushed him out of the room earlier. Wyatt was on his feet immediately.

"Miss Preston will be ok, the surgery was a success," The doctor announced, Wyatt let out a sigh of relief as he grinned happily at the doctor. "We managed to remove the bullet that was lodged in her side, you may go in to see her if you like, although she might be too tired to respond."

Wyatt wanted to hug the man, but he wasn't a hugger. Wyatt slapped the mans back and pushed through the double doors and into the room, greeted by a weak smile from Lucy. She looked exhausted, still pale but more colour on her face than there was earlier, but happy to see him. Wyatt pulled over a chair beside her bed and sat close to her, taking hold of her hand hesitantly. 

"Hey." Wyatt smiled softly, his thumb stroking the back of her hand. "How you feeling?"

"Considered I've just been shot, pretty good." Lucy grinned, she was even playful after she'd been shot, and Wyatt couldn't smile any brighter than he already was, especially that she was ok. "Is that...my blood?"

Wyatt followed her gaze down to his shirt and he lifted it, letting out an awkward laugh, his cheeks flushing a light pink. "Uh—yeah, I uh, had to carry you." He rubbed the nape of his neck nervously, he felt like an idiot, he never felt this nervous, he had to carry her to save her so why was he so anxious right now. Lucy gave him a small smile and let out a light laugh escape her lips.

"Well thank you, for saving me."

"Couldn't leave our favourite historian behind to die, could I?" He smirked playfully. "Don't worry ma'am, your life is safe in my hands."

"That would of been really sweet if you didn't add the ma'am part." Lucy grinned, "Now, I suggest you go change, the doctor told me my mothers coming to see me and we can't have her seeing you in an old fashioned army get up. She'd think your a man child."

"Hey, are you insulting a soldiers uniform?"

"Only the ones from the 40th century, now go change." Lucy ordered, Wyatt sighed and stood, just as Rufus came in. He gave him a nod on the way out and headed to wardrobe, knowing they won't be pleased how only one of their costumes survived without damage.