A/N With the announcement of Caity Lotz returning to for Legends of Tomorrow. I wanted to write something to poke fun at how often Sara Lance seems to die. Because I can't write flat out crack fics the first arc is likely to be played for my drama.

"You infernal asshole, I understand why you felt you had to, but Merlin. He should by all rights be dead three times over."

"It was for Sara."

"Don't bring her into this." Rage was building how dare he, bring our Sara into this, especially know.

"Think of it as an engagement gift, or a divorce gift, if you rather, though apparently we are married according to official records even here. Ra's was apparently very through and there are some weird stipulations in there against divorce, do you remember signing anything.

"Of course he did. I am tempted to raise him, just to kill him again, but still, you are getting off topic Queen."

"I am, Barry is bringing her body to the pits as we speak, Malcolm agreed to let us have limited access to them. Sara's oath has been fulfilled, and he will release you, for the sake of your beloved, and what he and your father did. Barry swore to me, that it would work that she would be okay, I know your fears of the affects that waters have on someone, and it's why I didn't tell you until now."

"You fool; you saw what the waters did to a merely dying Thea. My father's insanity was born from overuse. My own use has been kept to a bare minimum, and neither he nor I have ever tried on someone that's been dead more than a day, two if absolutely necessary. And Sara, she made me swear never to use them on her."

"We need her, you need her. Nyssa, it is done, Barry will bring her back to start recovery soon."

I rested my head in my hands. "Get me something alcoholic, - wait don't, just get her Sister here, and her father I suppose."

"Quentin doesn't have the warmest feelings to us."

"The man had buried his daughter twice. But you couldn't allow the dead to rest. What sort of delusion led you to believe this would be a good thing?"

"Not a delusion a goal Nyssa it will all be apparent soon. Trust me."

"So what is Barry doing?" the man known as Cisco asked.

"Playing with forces beyond any of our control" I spoke fed up with the number of people here. "It doesn't matter what he is doing it is not something any of us should ever replicate again."

"But honestly what's he doing." He had a big grin on his face.

"For someone the others claim to be a genius you seem to be unable to grasp simple things, like me telling you to not asking questions."

"She is mean." He said to Laurel.

"Go easy on Nyssa, she has a lot on her plate, and I am not sure about this plan Oliver."

"Nor am I but Barry thinks she is needed alive for something in the future, and I have little reason to doubt him in this." Oliver replied. "Sorry to drag us all here, but STAR labs seems the better place to try and handle what has happened. As for what Barry is doing, let's put off the spoiling it until we know if it worked."

She was there in the arms of the Scarlet Speedster; her body looking worn but not as broken down time as I would have thought. "I had to sedate her to carry her back, she breathing though."

"Barry who is that and what happened?" the woman Caitlin asked.
"She is Ta-er al-Asfer, and my beloved." I spoke before anyone else could, looking at Sara. "She was bathed in the waters of the Lazurus in Nanda Parbat, healing the physical damages done by Al Sa-Her machinations, but at a cost none of us truly understand."

"Okay what?" Cisco asked.

"They brought her body back from the dead, but weather she returned is not something I am convinced of. And even if she is, the trauma of being dead so long will no doubt have taken a toll on her."

"She will be fine, I've talked to her." The Flash said.

"What is it that you speak of?"

"I kind of went into the future when I stopped the singularity we accidentally made from destroying the world."
"Of course you did." I replied. This whole thing was utterly ludicrous.

"Nyssa, right." The tall gangly man I assumed was the Flash.

"What of it?" I snapped.

"She asked me to tell you" he leaned in and whispered a signal phrase. I felt my eyes watering. "Okay?" I nodded at him.