Fine Livin'
In Aruba
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what you see here! Something of a fix-it fic for the season 2 finale of Legends of Tomorrow where Laurel's concerned.
Despite the words her sister had said to her in the make shift world of her apartment that the Spear had put her in, Sara couldn't help but feel dis-satisfied with that as she faded away to the real world. Which would be what led to a moment of inspiration for her that she felt would work well enough to prevent any problems in addition to the other two ideas she thought of where the Spear and Eobard were concerned. See you soon, Laurel…
Somewhere in Aruba in March 2017
A beautiful dark haired woman could be seen walking towards the back yard of a beach house on the island of Aruba. She was going back there on a mission to inform one of her fellow (when she was there at least) residents of the beach house of a letter she'd received from a dear loved one. This woman is known as Nyssa Raatko, formerly Al Ghul of the League of Assassins until she gained control of it and did away with the centuries old organization for a better life. Nyssa knew that her good friend Laurel Lance would be thrilled by the letter she'd gotten as she was damned ready to return home where she belonged. Laurel, whom was believed dead by many after Damien Darhk had killed her during a prison riot a year ago, was actually alive and quite well. But only thanks to a few mechinations of Sara's and a future version of Wally West who was more then willing to help then what Barry was as he felt meddling in the past wouldn't lead to anything good thanks to his own experiences. Said mechinations being that Laurel would get switched out moments before her death via Wally's interference with his speed.
Her doppelganger being a Laurel Lance from another Earth that was dying from a rare form of cancer with no cure. And she wanted to go out in a way that wasn't because of her cancer and felt that going out for a version of her was that way to do so. Plus, the fact her loved ones were all dead on her Earth was another reason she chose to go through with helping out with the group from Earth-1. Stepping out into the yard, Nyssa smiled as she watched her friend intensely spar with Lady Shiva. Whom is said to be one of the world's greatest Martial Artists and often proved it by being one of the reasons Laurel's skills had improved far beyond what they were a year ago. Along with Nyssa's additional teachings when she was able to help train Laurel. Nyssa had even personally sought out Lady Shiva to help train her friend several days after bringing Laurel to Aruba. Where she would remain for at least a year to become a better fighter with no one being the wiser. Especially those would try and kill her like Damien Darhk if he were to learn she was actually alive and not dead. It had been lonely for Laurel but she managed to get through the year despite that.
Being thankful for having Nyssa and Shiva in her life during the year she was away from all she knew. Nyssa watched as the sister of her Beloved attempted to take down Shiva once again, only to end up being flipped over on to her back with a groan. "Damnit!" Yelled Laurel in slight frustration from the ground.
Shiva merely smiled. "It will take more then a year of training to be able to take me down, but I still commend you for trying despite countless failures."
"Failures that thankfully do not involve life or death." Added in Nyssa from her spot.
Making the two look her way. "Indeed, Nyssa." Stated Shiva.
Laurel sighed and sat up as she looked at her friend while noticing what was in her hand. "What's up?"
A smile appeared on Nyssa's face. "I've been sent a letter from Sara stating that it is time for you to return home."
Shooting up faster then either of them thought her capable of, Laurel raised her arms into the air with an excited scream. "YES!"
"The Robin Hood wanna be will be as you would probably say, rocked out of the world by the sight of you." Nyssa said in a sure tone.
Honestly wanting to see that for herself too. Laurel just looked at her friend with a fond smile on her lips. "Yeah, something like that for sure." God, she couldn't wait to see Ollie and the others again!
Though she had a feeling it would be difficult for them to believe considering her counterpart's death, burial, and that other her that popped up in Central and then in Star. Of course the fact that Ollie had told the whole world she was the Black Canary would more then likely put a crimp into job opportunities would have to be dealt with. "Do not dishonor the teachinngs I've given you this past year with failure, Dinah." Came Shiva's serious tone of voice.
Making her look to one of her mentors of the past year. "I can't promise that, but I will do my best."
"I can find that acceptable."
Three Days Later
The fact Oliver hadn't changed the password to the Bunker had made it easier then either Laurel or Nyssa had expected it to be to get inside. Allowing for the former Heir and Head of the League to make a snide remark or two about Oliver's intelligence while Laurel rolled her eyes in slight amusement. "Well, nice to know not much has changed in here. Except for the added suits anyway."
"Indeed. Though it is troubling that my sister and her protege turned one of his recruits to their side."
Laurel grimaced over that. Not liking that at all as that girl was too damn young and shouldn't be anywhere near those two! "Oh Hell no, did you escape Iron Heights!?" Asked a rough accented voice that neither of the ladies recognized from behind them.
Making them look towards the source to see a Latino man, along with Curtis standing near them. "Uhh, we'd better call Oliver. Like right now!" Suggested Curtis a bit nervously.
"No need, boys. Cause this? This is the real 100 percent grade A Dinah Laurel Lance of Earth-1." Came Sara's voice as she made her way inside the Bunker.
And immediately hugged her sister, followed by a hug with Nyssa. Who really didn't wanna let go! "Careful there, or she might kiss and dash off to the next time problem, further addin' to the legend and all that where heart broken women are concerned." Spoke a rough voice.
"Mick!" Reprimanded Sara.
Though it was easy enough to see the grin she was trying to fight off. "What? I'm just tryin' to prevent another heart break is all." Stated the man known as Heat Wave with his hands out in front of him in a defensive gesture.
Which, was a bit unusual coming from him! "Sara, I believe a long important talk about what it is you've been doing lately is in order." Decided Nyssa cooly.
"Nyssa, its, its not what you think!" Sara told her nervously.
"Oh ho! So this is the infamous Nyssa! Truest love of your life. Lady, you might wanna put a ring on that finger of her's and make an honest woman out of her." Mick said, completely unable to resist stirring the pot even further.
Sara glared at him but he paid it no mind while Curtis and the Latino man he's with looked on in nervousness and confusion. Laurel herself was pretty amused however. Nyssa looked at the bald man for a moment before turning to Sara with a look that suggested she was heavily considering the man's words. "I shall consider your words most heavily."
"Let me know when and where and I'll even be Best Man with a supply of beer."
"Alright, this is gettin' a little weird for me. And considerin' I've seen Rory with those Rags of his, a Cyborg woman, Meta-Humans, and Aliens, that's sayin' somethin'." Muttered the Latino man.
"Rene, you ain't seen nothin' yet." Promised Sara and making him grimace.
"Oh joy… Can't wait." Came the deadpan remark.
"So… You're actually the real Laurel?" Curtis asked in an attempt to get things back on track as he came up to Laurel.
Albeit, somewhat nervously at that. Laurel smiled at him with a nod. "Yep. And its good to see you too, Curtis."
"You, you too. But how? How are you here?"
"Sara could probably tell you better then I could, but from what I understand, time travel, the Spear of Destiny, and someone named Wally West from the future had a lot to do with it."
Mick snorted. "Let it be said that this was probably one of the few occasions when screwin' with time that we didn't get screwed back in return."
Anything that could have been said to that would be cut off unfortunately when the voice Oliver Queen could be heard. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?"
Author's Notes: Ain't I a stinker with that cliffhanger? And if anyone takes offense with the bit between Sara, Mick, and Nyssa, it was NOT my intent as it was meant to be more of a poking fun of kind of thing instead of something deadly serious. And yes, there will be a second part to this.