Ava finally got to the Waverider, excited to see her girlfriend after a week of both of them being busy with missions. She found the blonde captain sitting in her office, a frown on her face. "Hey," Ava said gently, not wanting to startle the other woman, but she didn't even react. The Time Bureau Director got closer and put her hand on Sara's shoulder. This caused her to almost jump out of her seat. "What's wrong?" the taller blonde asked.
Sara forced a smile on her face and shook her head. "Nothing's wrong. Why do you ask?"
Ava rolled her eyes. "First there's the fact that you had a frown on your face when I got here, which you didn't even notice. Then there is the fact that I made my ex-assassin/captain of the legends girlfriend jump without even sneaking up on her."
"Yeah, well," Sara started trying to think of some explanation. "I'm tired and I missed you," she finally said, which was part of the truth.
Ava wasn't entirely convinced, but she decided to let it go for now. She pulled the smaller woman to her feet and into her arms. "I missed you too. Why don't we go to your room and cuddle for the rest of the night."
"Hmm," Sara hummed. "That sounds so great." The other woman started to let go, but Sara immediately tightened her grip on her. "Don't let go yet."
The taller woman smiled widely. "Fine, but you'll have to loosen that grip a bit so I can breathe, jerk."
"Sorry," Sara responded, giving her girlfriend a kiss.
Both of them were laying in each other arms. Ava was telling her girlfriend about the crazy week she'd had when she noticed Sara wasn't even listening. "and then Gary shot me and escaped to the past so he could bring back Mallus."
"That's great," Sara answered emotionlessly.
Ava rolled her eyes. "You're not listening to me, Lance." The Captain was staring straight ahead of her. "Sara?" Ava asked louder. "SARA!" She finally looked up at her.
"Huh?" She blushed "Sorry, sorry. I'm listening."
"Yeah? Then what did I say?" Ava tested, raising an eyebrow.
Sara rolled her eyes, her cheeks turning even darker. "I'm really sorry. I'm just tired."
"You do know that I don't believe that, right?" She asked her. "Please, talk to me. You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"I'm f-" Sara started, but she was interrupted by the other woman.
"Don't you dare say you're fine, Lance. You are not going to shut me out, not now and never again." Ava said seriously.
Sara sighed. "I'm trying to think of a plan," she finally admitted.
"A plan for what?" Ava asked frowning.
"There is this fugitive who landed in the past and took a younger version of me," Sara said.
"What?" Ava almost screamed. "We have to do something. This could change you. He could hurt you, kill you," she continued frantically.
"I- I know, Ava. That's why I'm trying to fix this before anything big could happen." Sara said, her hands in her hair.
"When is this happening? We need to go there now." Ava said.
"You remember that play I told you about?" Ava nodded, a small smile on her face.
"The Peter Pan one?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
"That's the one," Sara confirmed, "well, a few days before that."
"Okay. Let's go. We'll fix it and stay for what I'm imagining is a great show." Ava said excitedly about the last part.
Sara rolled her eyes. "We're not staying for that stupid play. It's dumb. Besides, I messed up, it's embarrassing."
"I've seen you mess up a thousand times, it's no big deal," Ava argued.
"Hey! We mess things up for the better, jerk." Sara responded.
Ava grinned. "I'm sure the play was so much better with you dressed as Peter Pan tapdancing on the stage."
Sara rolled her eyes. "Still not happening, Sharpe. Let's get some sleep, so we can come up with a sensible plan to save tiny me."
"You're still tiny," Ava teased, "but I'm excited to see you as a really tiny kid."
Sara rolled her eyes but didn't argue. She just pulled the other woman closer to her. "Good night, Giant Sharpe."
"Sweet dreams, my tiny Peter Pan."