Author's Note: This has suddenly become more than a one shot. These will be written as I think of them so there will be no order.

Enjoy.

Miranda sat in the study, she couldn't think of it as hers since everything around her belonged to her husband. The team were in the town, hopefully not destroying history as they hid out in the 'Wild West'.

Everything was spiralling out of control and she felt she was getting further from her goal of saving them that she wanted to scream. Then she was given a reason to do just that when the team arrived back with a man who didn't belong on the ship.

"What have I said about bringing people on board?" Miranda snapped stalling when she saw the man walking with Sara and Snart.

"So where is he?" the man demanded looking around, "Where's Rip Hunter?"

"He's dead," Miranda stated coldly folding her arms glaring at Sara and Snart who were both trying to look innocent.

Jonah Hex stalled, "What?"

"You didn't tell him?" Miranda snapped at the team.

"We didn't think he'd believe us, Miranda," Sara said softly.

Hex turned back to her, "You're Miranda?"

"Why don't you guys talk," Snart suggested before he motioned the rest of the team out.

Miranda frowned at him and Sara as they walked away before turning to the man standing there, "Have a seat."

x

"You know," Hex said, accepting the glass of scotch from her, "He talked about you a lot."

Miranda couldn't stop her smile at that, "Rip also talked about you too. He loved the coat you gave him."

"That he stole from me," Hex corrected making Miranda laugh.

"Typical," she shook her head sadly.

Hex took a drink before asking, "What happened to him?"

Miranda took a long breath, "He came home to warn me that a man called Vandal Savage was coming after us. We ran for the ship, Rip carrying Jonas. I reached safety and turned just as they were shot. Gideon stopped me running back to them."

"Jonas?" Hex asked gruffly.

"Our son," Miranda whispered, she unhooked her locket and handed it to him, "He was six."

Hex opened the locket, an unbidden smile touching his lips at the picture of Rip and Jonas together. He handed her back the locket and Miranda fixed it back around her neck.

"You do know he didn't want to leave," Miranda played with the locket, "But Calvert had to happen. He hated that he couldn't explain this to you."

Hex frowned, "So what are you doing here?"

Miranda's face hardened, "I'm going to save them. I recruited this team to help me."

"They're not exactly good at staying out of trouble," Hex noted.

"That's one of their best qualities," she smiled slightly.

Hex let out a bark of laughter before adding, "They've stirred up trouble with a group who won't let the insult go."

"Can we rely on your help?" Miranda asked.

He frowned before nodding.

x

"Gideon."

"Yes, Mrs Hunter?"

Miranda picked up her hairbrush and started pulling it through her long hair, "Did Rip really steal Jonah Hex's coat?"

"He liked to claim he borrowed the coat," Gideon replied, "With the intention of one day returning it."

Miranda chuckled before she sighed, "I don't know if I'm getting any closer to saving them, Gideon. It just seems like a mountain that's getting bigger every time I look at it."

"I understand," Gideon assured her, "But you are not alone, Miranda. The team are here for you but you need to allow them to help."

Miranda grimaced, "They're just so undisciplined and can't seem to understand they need to be careful travelling through history."

"You are the last person I would expect to remind people of the rules," Gideon reminded her, "Captain Hunter always said you preferred to think of them more as guidelines."

Smiling at the thought Miranda fixed her hair before sliding on the last of her outfit, ready to help fix whatever mess her team had made.