Lacy sat in the main lab at S.T.A.R Labs, working on a closing argument for her current case when a man in a brown trenchcoat appeared before her eyes, "Lacy Flanagan?" he asked, his tone serious.
Lacy looked up at the stranger, lost in thought, "How did you get in here?" she asked, ignoring his question.
The man looked down at her, not caring about what she'd said, "I have a proposition for you that I believe you'll find more fulfilling then you're current position,' he began, "If you want to see what I'm talking about, meet me on the roof tonight at 8 p.m."
Before Lacy could say another word, the stranger disappeared and she was left with her thoughts.
Lacy looked around the room, a little mystified by what had just happened as she began to run through a pros and cons list in her mind of whether or not to do what the stranger asked.
As night fell over Central City, Lacy had made up her mind after a bottle of wine to head to the roof and see what that man had wanted. She walked through the last door, a little tipsy, and gasped as she saw Sara Lance, Ray Palmer, Jefferson Jackson, Captain Cold, Mick Rory and last her eyes glanced over and saw Martin Stein.
She walked over and took her place among the heroes, conveniently next to her old Professor and lover before she spoke, "Fate keeps putting us conveniently together doesn't it?" she asked since they hadn't seen each other over the last few months, since her team had helped him recreate Firestorm.
Martin looked at her, his eyes tender as he spoke, "I'm more surprised than you know," he replied, "I had thought this man had recruited people who didn't have a place on a team but you are a vital part of Team Flash," he added, looking down at her, the eye contact distracting her body.
She answered, "It would seem that my role must not have been as essential as I'd believed. Do you know anything about this team?" she asked, once more looking around.
Stein shook his head, "The man simply stated he needed a team and if we wanted to see what he was meaning then we should come here. I, of course, was more than curious," he explained.
Lacy nodded as she looked into the night's sky, "I can't say I'm not happy to see you. Does a mission through time warrant the two of us to give in to our feelings?"
Martin looked down at her once more, "This is hardly the time for such conversation…."
He was cut off by the stranger from their day. He spoke to the crew, "I am Rip Hunter, a Time Lord. I have a very specific mission which I need you all to help me with. If you want to join, get on board my ship," he gestured behind him, "If not, go home and I will take no offense to your choice. You have five minutes," he announced before he disappeared back into his ship.
They all turned and looked at eachother, each unsure of what to do until Sara Lance made the first move, "I have nothing better to do," she stated as she walked on board the ship.
Ray Palmer was the next to shrug his shoulders and follow her lead.
Rory and Snart argued for a moment amongst themselves before they two marched onto the ship, leaving Martin, Jefferson and Lacy staring at the unknown, unsure of what decision to make.
Lacy looked up at Martin, "If you're hesitating because you are afraid to be on there with me, I'll stay," she offered.
Martin looked at her as he ushered for Jefferson to go on and leave them alone before he spoke, "Lacy, that is not it at all. I am happy to board the ship with you, however, I am still surprised that we are once again being thrown onto a team together," he added at the end, his face giving away the fact that he was doing math calculations in his head to check the probabilities.
Martin finally shook his head as he held out his hand for her, "I think we may need to come to some sort of arrangement when we're in the field together," he suggested.
Lacy raised her eyebrows as she accepted his hand with her own, "I am open to suggestions. Let's get started on this mission before we worry about what it means for the two of us," she added against her better judgement as they walked onto the ship to embark on a new adventure, thrown together once again.