Sara couldn't read the time master's stare. She shouldn't have been prying into Rip's subconscious in the first place. She was growing more and more paranoid that he was doing the same to her; that he'd seen her little dream about Kendra. Sadly, in the real world, the Hawk Goddess seemed tragically straight. She'd even asked Kendra if any of her past lives had experimented but dear Ms. Saunders was all vanilla.

Sara had known Rip was something else, she could sense it. He was angry and broken, same as her. He was simply better at hiding it than she was. He put on an air of meticulous control but he knew what it was like to fight against the darker side of oneself. He'd killed a time master assassin by the age of eleven. They'd all witnessed it when they went back in time and met their younger selves. She wanted to ask Rip about his family, the one he lost when he was just Michael. It saddened Sara to think that Rip has lost a family more than once.

Days passed without any more incidents on the dream monitor. They were all far too busy with Savage. And then there was Snart; he sacrificed himself for the team. He had to do it right after confessing his feelings for Sara, of course. She thought about it, got her hopes up, and had her hopes snatched away again. Even so, she was willing to stay and fight. But Rip had other plans. He dropped them all off back in 2016 and flew off. Sara ran back home to discover only more heartbreak. While she'd been away, her sister had died.

As grief often worked, it morphed from tears to bitter rage. Sara heard the team had contacted the Waverider and she was eager to see Rip again. But it was mostly to punch him in the face. With a knife to Rip's throat; she demanded they stop Laural's murder. He said he'd seen all versions of the future and Sara always dies if she tries to stop Laural's death. Rip had already learned that no version of the future included him saving his wife and child from their murders but Sara was someone he could save.

"I can't do this without my sister." Sara's anger melted away.

Rip's eyes were despondent at the sight of the warrior alone in her room; on her knees in tears. He kneeled beside her and held her close. "You are one of the strongest people I have ever met." Rip softly reached up to her face to wipe the tears away. He wanted so much to kiss her but he didn't want it so seem like he was taking advantage of her in a fragile state. He understood more than anyone how much it hurt. Family was everything to the both of them.

After so many battles, they finally won. Savage was dead and Rip managed to destroy the meteors that caused this mess in the first place. Sara caught Rip in a quiet moment alone in his office. "Can I come in?" She asked. Rip simply nodded his head yes.

"Did you see or hear anyone the first time you died?" Rip asked. "I'm asking because I saw Miranda and Jonas the moment I almost died hurling myself into the sun." He chuckled. "I guess they were just saying goodbye for the last time."

Sara put a comforting hand on Rip's shoulder. "I didn't see anything but darkness when I died. But maybe I didn't have anything so strong to die for back then."

"I'm so sorry about your sister, Sara. I said I picked you all because you didn't have a larger impact on time. It's because you died with her in another timeline. Do you regret that I saved you?"

Sara gave him a hug. "I'm glad you chose me. And although I believe Laural deserves to live more than I do, I'm glad I went on this adventure with you."

To Rip's surprised, she kissed him. Once he was over the initial surprise, he kissed back even more passionately. They got lost in their kiss until Rip had Sara against the wall and she accidently knocked over his record player. They chuckled and began picking everything up. "I'm sorry I..." Rip tried to apologize as he reorganized his records.

"Should we pick this up somewhere else or are you just going to send me back to 2016 without even finishing what you started?" Sara smiled.

Rip wasn't sure what to say at first. Sara didn't know that he knew about her spying on his dreams. But she'd definitely seen his thoughts knew what he was interested in. And with that knowledge she was asking him to go for it. Rip smiled, "My sleeping quarters are sound proof."

Like giddy teenagers they make a run for Rip's sleeping quarters. They turned the corner and nearly tripped over Mick as he walked out of the kitchen. They chuckled and opened the bedroom door; quickly shutting it behind them. Ray stuck his head out of the kitchen. "What just happened?"

"I'll tell you when you're older, haircut." Mick laughed and walked away. Ray followed behind him like a confused puppy.

Rip and Sara messily began taking each other's clothes off. "Not fair, your bed is bigger than the ones we all got." Sara joked as she pushed Rip onto said bed.

"I'm the captain. It's totally fair." Rip smiled as he watched Sara climb on top of him. Sara was now in nothing but her underwear. Her abs put Rip's body to shame but he wasn't complaining. He loved how strong she was.

Sara was pulling off Rip's trousers when she noticed a cowboy hat on a nearby nightstand. She put it on and straddled him. "How bout a ride, mister?"

"I had a dream just like this." Rip replied.

"You did?" Sara looked puzzled.

"Oh, that's right..." Rip smiled. "You didn't see that one."