It was already getting dark outside, when people were entering the small club down on Madison Avenue. Lucy Preston was watching people entering the bar, having a drink or two with colleagues. She sat at one of the tables at the far side of the entrance just watching them, while she was thinking about what had happened the day before. How everything had changed. After their final mission successfully at an end, Rittenhouse leveled to the ground and overpowered, Amy and Jessica back, Jiya feeling better, their lives would slowly turn back into normal.
Wyatt was overwhelmed when he laid eyes on his wife, Jessica, after five years. He had tears in his eyes when he saw her standing next to Connor Mason, waiting for him to come back. At first he hesitated. He stared at her like as if he had seen a ghost. It took him a while to realize that she indeed was standing there in front of him. He immediately ran towards her and hugging her, crying at the same time. He didn't even notice that the agents of Rittenhouse, especially Agent Neville, weren't present during their arrival. Rufus and Lucy were the first ones to notice that something was missing. That the room wasn't as crowded as it used be. No grim faces watching them. They had asked where all the men had gone, when Connor Mason looked at them with a questioning look. He obviously didn't know anything about Rittenhouse and its people. Rufus and Lucy were staring at each other in awe. Lucy immediately took out her cell phone and dialed Amy's number. It rang until within a few seconds she could hear Amy's voice on the other end. Lucy put a hand to her mouth to hide the sob. Tears were building up in her eyes thinking about having her sister back. Rufus had to steady her and help her sit down, when Jiya came running towards him. They hugged like they hadn't seen each other for months. Everything was back to normal.
Just a few hours later Lucy got a message from Flynn, telling her that his wife and daughter were back. That they finally had succeeded in destroying Rittenhouse and undone their misdeeds.
"Can we meet tonight?" he had written her on the phone.
She knew that this would be the last time to see him. That he wanted to say goodbye to her once and for all. Everyone of them would get their own life back. No chasing and jumping through time anymore. Everything will be back to normal. No Rittenhouse to take care of. Lucy tried to imagine what her life would be like. What will she do? Will she see her friends again? Will they be happy? Will he be happy? She thought about what had happened within the last few weeks. How her, Rufus, Wyatt and Flynn began to work together to take down Rittenhouse. In the beginning all of them had to get used to work with each other. The deceit and mistrust still in their minds. Especially Wyatt and Flynn had their disputes. No matter what one of them suggested, the other one would always complain how bad that plan would end up. At the end the two of them got along better. Lucy and Rufus could even leave them on their own without taking care that no one would get hurt. And now there is no teaming up, taking care of anymore, having discussions about what they should do next. Lucy didn't understand her emotions. She should be happy about the outcome. She got her sister back. Rittenhouse was gone. Everything would be as before. Why did she feel so empty then? As if something is going to leave her? It felt as if something was gripping at her heart that tightly that she could barely breathe. A tear was rolling down her face which she immediately brushed away. In the next moment she noticed the door opening and a tall handsome man entering the bar. Flynn. He was wearing the dark suit he so often wore. She smiled inwardly. It suited him. He must have seen her before he came into the bar because he directly headed for her table. He gave her a warmhearted smile which she returned. She had never seen him so relaxed. It must have been because of Lorena and Iris.
"Hey," she greeted him with a smile.
"Hi. Thank you that you took the time to see me," he said, taking the seat opposite from her.
