It takes 2 weeks for Gideon and the "brainiacs" to find Leonard. When they finally do, he appears on the ship, obviously disheveled, but alive.
"Well, well, well, the gang's all he—" is all he can begin before he collapses to the floor.
"Leonard!" Sara screams as Mick scoops him up. "Gideon?" she pleads, running with Mick.
"I will begin evaluating Mr. Snart as soon as you arrive in the medical bay. I am preparing it now," the AI replies.
Mick places Leonard in the chair and screens instantly begin flashing around the unconscious man.
"Gideon?" Sara whimpers.
"So far, I can detect that Mr. Snart is severely dehydrated and also suffering from extreme hypothermia."
"Damn it, Len. Don't you dare freeze to death on me!" she yells with a crack to her voice and a tear threatening to spill from her eye. "We didn't die last time in the cold and you certainly aren't today!"
The crew all exchanges confused looks as to why their interim captain is getting so emotional about Leonard. Sure, they were all friends now, but this seemed like more.
Mick picks up on the confusion and ushers the others out.
"Let's leave the captain alone with Gideon to see what the next move is," he says. When no one moves, he says a little louder "Out!"
Sara mouths "thank you" to him as he leaves and he gives her a soft smile and a head nod.
She returns her attention to the figure in front of her who is now covered in a warm red light.
"How's he doing, Gideon?"
"Mr. Snart is lucky to have been found when he did. I calculate he would have only survived another 48 hours under his previous conditions."
"And now?" Sara asks a bit impatiently.
"His odds are good. He will need IV fluids and to stay under the warming light for several hours. May I assume that you are staying with him?"
"Yes, Gideon. I'm staying right here."
"Very well, Miss Lance."
A few hours pass. Sara has fallen asleep with her head on Leonard's chest until she feels him stirring beneath her.
"Ugh, what hit me?" he groggily asks.
"Oh my God, Len, you're awake!"
"I'm only half certain on that one." He shakes his head a bit, sits up as much as he can, takes in his surroundings and realizes what happened. "Sara! Am I back?"
She hugs him tightly. "I'm holding you, so I'd say so! You scared me half to death!"
"I think I might have been over half way there. I guess I have a new story for 'the closest I've come to death.'"
"Funny. How are you feeling?"
"I don't honestly know. Like the Waverider ran me over?"
"You look it too," she jokes.
"Hey, being lost in the time stream will do that to a guy!"
"I don't care, I'm just glad to have you home." She doesn't want to let go, fearing she'll lose him again.
"Assassin, I'm here, I swear. You can give me some air."
"Miss Lance is not currently restricting your oxygen flow, Mr. Snart," Gideon states.
"You're no help," Leonard says, rolling his eyes. "Seriously, Sara, I want to see you, pull back."
She cautiously leans back, but she doesn't completely let go of him.
"You're beautiful," he tells her.
"Now I know Gideon needs to keep running tests on you!"
"I'm serious. I don't think I've ever told you that and I'm sorry. But damn, Canary, you're hot!"
She smacks his shoulder, but she's just so grateful to have him back that she doesn't even care that he's being the same ass she constantly accuses him of being. As she looks into his eyes, she knows that she's lost to this man. And she also knows that it's absolutely time to tell the crew.
"I think our cover has been blown with everyone around here."
He cocks his head and raises an eyebrow.
"I … might have made a bit of a fuss over you when you got back."
"A bit?" he asks.
"Miss Lance might have cried a little," Gideon says.
"Gideon! Not helping!" Sara yells.
"For once she's on my side! Let her speak," Len says with a smirk.
"All right, I might have gotten emotional over your lifeless body. Better?"
"The great Sara Lance crying over little ol' me. I'm touched."
"You know perfectly well you're not just 'little ol' you.' And because of that, they need to know. They'll want an explanation anyway, but they deserve the truth."
"Are you ready for that?" he asks.
"Yes, but I doubt it matters. Mick pretty much acted as the bouncer and kicked everyone but me out of here. If that doesn't say something …"
"Well, then it's time we told the family."
Sara's face is pure surprise. What did he just call them?
"Oh come on, like you don't think of them as a dysfunctional little family," Leonard says.
"I do, sure. But I never thought that you would."
"Might as well have someone besides Lisa. Think of how entertaining Thanksgiving could be," he deadpans.
"Let's save the family dinner trauma for after we come clean."
"Fair enough. Gideon, when do I get sprung from this place?" he asks.
"I would like for you to stay put for at least another 30 minutes, please."
"Last 30 minutes of privacy. How shall we spend them?" he says with mischief in his eyes.
"Mr. Snart, physical activity, especially of the sexual nature, will only delay your progress and keep you in here longer," Gideon reports.
"Spoil sport," Leonard says with a huff.
"Oh, stop pouting! Do you really think this is the time or place for that?" Sara asks.
"Canary, any time is the right time or place with you. But fine. We'll take it slow. Got a deck of cards?"
"I've actually never stopped carrying them around," she admits as she pulls a deck from her pocket.
"Sentimentalist," he teases.
"Shut up and deal," she replies.
Just over 30 minutes later, and only after receiving the all-clear from Gideon, Sara and Leonard return to the common area. Not surprisingly, the entire crew is there, waiting to hear several answers to several questions.
"Boss! How ya feelin'?" Mick asks.
"Like hell, but at least I'm here," Leonard replies.
"Well, it's wonderful to see you here, Mr. Snart," Stein tells him, lightly patting him on the shoulder.
"Yeah, thanks, Professor. Well, I'm here and I'm alive. Thanks for the concern, but I think it's time for me to head to my bunk and rest," Leonard says as he tries to retreat from the group.
"Hold on there, Mr. Freeze. You two have some explaining to do!" Jefferson says, stepping in front of Leonard.
"About what?" Sara tries to innocently ask.
"Really? You wanna play it that way?" Jefferson asks. "You know we saw her crying and things have been strange with you two even before Snart disappeared. So, time to cough it up."
Sara and Leonard exchange a long look. They were pretty much caught.
"All right fine … we're … an item. Happy?" Leonard snaps.
"Actually, yes," Martin replies. "I've had suspicions for some time now."
"Really?" Ray asks, genuinely surprised.
"Yes. I've seen the meaningful glances, the way you protected each other, perhaps a few lingering touches. I heard how Mr. Snart convinced Miss Lance to not shoot me whilst we were in Russia. You might not be the conventional type, but I know an amorous couple when I see one. "
"Maybe now you guys can stop sneaking and go somewhere else to get loud and freaky," Mick mumbles.
"You knew too?!" Ray says as his turns to Mick.
"Hard not to with all the screaming this one does. And I don't mean Blondie."
"Really, Mick?" Leonard asks, rolling his eyes, embarrassed for once in his life.
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, it's wonderful," Martin tells them. "I see the significant changes that you have had on one another and all for the better. But I'm also glad that we are all in the know now. As a team, honesty is a very good thing."
"Sure, Professor, but don't expect me to share any mushy feelings around the dinner table now," Leonard says, trying to regain some dignity.
"Of course not. This relationship is between the two of you. Just remember that there are others on this ship and respect goes both ways."
Snart nods. "Well, now that that's over with, I am going to get some rest. Turns out, sacrificing yourself and being marooned in the time stream for over a month will really take it out you."
The Legends all once again tell him it's good to have him back and then begin to wander back to different areas of the ship.
"Canary, care to get me settled in?" Leonard says, offering his arm.
"If you need the help, crook."
They walk back to his cabin arm-in-arm, blissfully happy to finally be together again.
As they walk through the door, Sara announces to the AI, "Gideon, please see that we aren't disturbed?"
"Of course, Miss Lance. But again, I must stress a lack of physical activity for Mr. Snart for another day or so."
"You really are no fun, Gideon," he says.
"Fun is not in my programming."
"Noted."
The bed is barely big enough for the two of them, but it doesn't matter. The closer the better for the reunited lovers.
"So, what are we? I told the motley crew that we were an item, but is that true?" Leonard tentatively asks.
"Of course. It's not the way I would have expected you to say it, but definitely not the worst."
"What would you have expected?"
"I don't know … the old ball and chain?" she laughs.
"I'm trying to be better than that, thanks. And you're more than that to me. You're my girl … friend? No, that doesn't sound right for us. Maybe you're just my girl."
"Does that make you my guy?"
"Sara, I'll be whatever you want me to be. I'm done running from this. I don't know what the future holds, I just hope you're in it."
"Those are some pretty mushy words from a man with a frozen heart," she kids.
"Maybe someone did melt it." He leans in to kiss her.
"Hey now, are you ok for this?" she asks.
"Mr. Snart is –"
"Shut it, Gideon. This is as far as I'm taking it!" he yells as he leans in again to finally kiss her after so long.
"I told you I was a hell of a thief."
"Something tells me you won't need to be stealing kisses anymore. They'll be freely given."
And they share another kiss.
