Thank you all for an awesome Secret Santa for 2023. This year we have decided to go with something different. We will not be having Secret Santa this year. I know it’s sad news, but it was decided that a December break was needed for the mods and participants.
Now, with that said, we will still have some fun in the form of TIMELESS FEST 2024!!!
It will be a prompt fest run on AO3 and will be very much like ‘Timeless Christmas in July’ 2023 fest. The only differences are there will be no sign-up forms required, the prompts are not Christmas themes and dates.
So, mark your calendars and stay tuned as we will be providing more information in the coming days!!
Nothing at all like this in any of the parks near where I live in the UK!!! Oh those biceps just do it for me!
Hello everyone, everywhere it's "Tank Top Tuesday". And because I'll be busy tomorrow, I've posted a Valentine story today on AO3.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
AU. Romance is certainly in the air in the bunker; Dave Baumgardner has a very happy and revealing surprise; Flynn finds himself in a difficult situation with Lucy; A photo makes Valentine’s Day special for someone; Lucy and Jiya get their wish; embarrassing snapshots abound; Denise is regretting a gift choice.
Lucy has her own room and Flynn bunks with Dave. Wyatt is gone. It was realised immediately that Jessica was Rittenhouse and she never enters the bunker.
In 2023, Lucy wrote a letter for Flynn, making a decision to save his family in 2014. They need Flynn to defeat Rittenhouse, and Flynn deserves to keep his family.
It was what Lucy should have done the first time around. She got Amy back, so why shouldn't Flynn get to keep his family?
1.12 “The Murder of Jesse James ” - Jesse James; Robert and Charles Ford; U.S. Marshal Bass Reeves; U.S. Marshal Grant Johnson
1.14 “The Lost Generation” - Charles Lindbergh; Ernest Hemingway; Josephine Baker; Picasso; Zelda and Scott Fitzgerald
Fix-It for the Baumgardner storyline, which means spoilers for The Lost Generation.
“You ready for this?” Wyatt asked Jiya as he slid into his usual seat and buckled himself in.
“She sure is,” Rufus responded for his girlfriend, bending down and kissing her. She grinned in the embrace then gently pushed him away.
“I am,” she stated, swiveling in her seat to face Wyatt.
“That means you have to go, Rufus.” The soldier pointed outside the door where Lucy and the rest of the support team were waiting.
“I am,” he groused but first rested his hand on Jiya’s shoulder. “You can do this.”
“I know,” she beamed at him. Then she shoved him again toward the doorway, this time with more force. Taking the hint, Rufus shot her a quick thumbs-up then carefully maneuvered his way to the door.
“You sure this is exactly how it went down?” Wyatt asked as Rufus passed, holding up the sheet of paper where he and Lucy had detailed Baumgardner’s death.
Rufus nodded.
“Alright then.” Wyatt folded the paper, slid it into his pocket then tilted his head back against the plush rest and closed his eyes.
Rufus paused to lightly punch Wyatt on the shoulder before climbing down the portable stairs. “Good luck,” he called as he palmed the sensor and the doors slid closed.
By this point, Jiya had turned back in her chair and began the launch sequence.
“You were trained for this. You can do this. They wouldn’t have sent you if you weren’t ready,” she muttered under her breath as she grabbed the steering joystick.
“Alternatively, ‘We are one with the Force and it is one with us’,” Wyatt deadpanned, popping open one eye to stare expectantly at Jiya.
“Careful Logan. Your inner nerd is showing.”
Before he got a chance to respond, she flipped the final switch and the Lifeboat creaked into an ugly but effective motion.
“But where's your modern gun... like whatever Wyatt uses? “
“I was told not to bring anything back from 2017.”
From his perch not far from where Baumgardner would make his last stand, Wyatt groaned. “Never rely on someone else’s weapon,” he muttered under his breath. “You know better than that, Bam-Bam.”
“Go! Run!” With that, Baumgardner peeled away from his cover, standing in the middle. of. the. alley. as he fired at Karl.
Wyatt cursed under his breath then dove out from behind his own cover and fired twice, hitting Karl once in the leg and a second time in his shoulder.
“Wyatt?” he heard both Rufus and Lucy ask in confusion but didn’t look back, his eyes never left Karl’s unmoving body.
“Get back,” he hissed as he sprang to his feet and slowly made his way toward the other end of the alley. He heard light footsteps behind him and knew Baumgardner was backing him up.
“What are you doing here?” Dave asked, after a split second.
“Saving you from death by idiocy.”
Wyatt kicked Karl’s gun away then bent down to take his pulse. “He’s still alive.”
He quickly patted the man down and, when he found no additional weapons, manhandled Karl out of his jacket, sliced it in half with his very modern pocketknife, then tied the thick fabric against his wounds.
With that out of the way, he turned back to Baumgardner and demanded, in a very calm, very level voice, “What the hell were you thinking?”
“They told me not to take—”
“Not that!” Then he paused to reconsider. “Well that too. But mostly you standing in the middle of the alley, with no cover in sight.’
“Past weapons are rarely accurate. I would have been fine.”
“Flynn’s men don’t play by those rules,” Wyatt stated, standing up so his face was inches from Baumgardner’s. He then pointed at the very modern weapon resting on the ground out of Karl’s reach. “That Glock is extremely accurate. And it was supposed to kill you.”
To his credit, Baumgardner barely reacted outside of a quick double blink. “Oh,” he finally said.
“Oh is right.” Wyatt smacked the back of his hand against Baumgardner’s chest. “You have to be more careful, man! Did I teach you nothing?”
“I’m sorry,” Dave replied, looking genuinely contrite.
“Can we come out now?” Lucy poked her head around a box, eyes wide with excitement.
“Yeah, it’s safe.”
Two seconds later, he staggered backwards with the full force of a Lucy hug. “What the hell are you doing here? How did you escape? How did you get here?”
As she paused to breath, Wyatt gently pulled free of her embrace. “One question at a time.” He waited for her to nod before ticking points off on his right hand. “I came to save his dumb ass. Christopher helped me and Jiya flew me.”
“Jiya?” Rufus asked, his face contorting in great concern.
“It’s a long story. Think Back to the Future II.” In the distance, bells chimed and Wyatt refocused on the task at hand. “Bam-Bam and I need to go,” he stated.
“But—”
“You both do just fine without him. Just tell the new guy he,” Wyatt paused to jerk his thumb in Baumgardner’s direction, “died protecting you.”
“But—”
Wyatt reached out and grabbed Lucy’s hand. “You’ll both be fine. I promise.”
She smiled uneasily. “Okay.” She ran her thumb along the back of Wyatt’s hand then pulled away. “What do we do now?”
One corner of Wyatt’s mouth lifted as he looked her in the eyes. “I think you know the answer to that.”
It took her a moment but she eventually nodded.
“Be careful,” Wyatt said, pausing to look at both of them. They nodded slowly in unison.
“When will we see you again?” Rufus asked.
“Very soon,” Wyatt said, unable to resist the chance to be cryptic.
As Rufus and Lucy walked off toward the bar, Wyatt turned back to Baumgardner.
“Ready to go home?”
The soldier nodded, still slightly paler than usual.
“Good, because there’s about 80 different exercises I’m going to run your dumb ass through when we get there.” Wyatt holstered his gun and walked away, muttering about where Baumgardner thought standing in the middle of an alley with no cover was a good idea.
Baumgardner gulped, remembering Basic, then hurried after his friend, unwilling to miss his ride home despite his currently ugly future.
