How much time had passed? Minutes? Hours? Days? Maybe even weeks or years? Leonard had no idea. But, ever since the explosion, he had been in an unbearable pain and he wasn't even sure what had happened to him. He had been through a lot of pain in his life, but never a pain this worse. It made him scream. He couldn't see. He couldn't feel anything but the pain. It was like he was floating around in a room. A dark room. Whilst suffering at it's worst. And the only thing the thief wanted was to die. Permanently. He tried to think about something else, which wasn't easy if he had to admit, but the longer he tried, a light became brighter and brighter in front of his eyes. He was thikning of the blonde woman that had kissed him before the Oculus had exploded. But even though he was currently in this state, he knew he'd never forget that girl. "Sara..." Leonard whispered and tried to concentrate on the light in front of him. Slowly, her face became visible in the light. He started to remember everything. The way she laughed and the way they fought beside one another. Leonard always thought she was the only one on the ship who wasn't a freak in some way. A reincarnation like Kendra or Carter, neither she was a scientist. She was normal. And that was the reason why he started to spend so much time with her in the first place, never knowing he'd actually get feelings for the blonde assassin. But that time, when they were on the ship all alone because the rest of the team was taken by the Time Masters, he had pointed his cold-gun in her direction, out of fear. Because he didn't know what to do with the feelings he had for her. Those were, after all, feelings he had never had before. And he must admit, that the fear is still there. But he also felt guilty towards Sara, because he couldn't get rid of the fear. He saw it in her eyes. What kind of apology would he give her that he actually meant? He would love to try and tell her about his feelings. Then, suddenly a sting of pain rushed through his body and he cried out in pain again. He screamed as loud as he could, hoping the pain would go away because of it. The light in front of him faded away and suddenly, he felt numb. He felt nothing. Was he really dead now?

It took a while before Leonard could feel something underneath his body again and slowly opened up his eyes. Only to notice that he was laying in the middle of a backyard. "What the hell happened?" Leonard asked himself out loud before getting up slowly and carefully, considering his body still hurt. He also wondered where he was at that very moment. Before he started walking, he reached over to the gun holder on his leg, where his cold-gun usually was, but it was no longer there. Then, he remembered. He had dropped his cold-gun in the Vanishing Point before reaching into the Oculus to make sure it'd explode. A small groan escaped his lips, the thief never liked being unarmed. But he hoped that the team would know that he was indeed still alive and would find him soon. But, whilst he was here, he needed to find out where 'here' was, so he started to explore and tried to ignore the pain in his body whilst doing so. He had never felt such a feeling before. It was as if he was being burned from inside out. As he left the backgarden and walked onto the street, someone bumped into him, because he or she seemed to be in a hurry. It made Leonard think it was Barry, but upon glancing up, he noticed the person had blonde hair and wanted to continue walking, but stopped in her tracks as she looked over at him. For a moment, his heart stopped beating, because he was looking straight into the eyes of the woman, who had helped him through all of this. But she looked different. Much older. How much time had passed since he... died? "Leonard?" The familiar voice that belonged to the blonde assassin made him think straight again, but before he could even say a word, he felt two arms being thrown around his neck and pulling him into a tight embrace. Leonard was surprised, but he wrapped his arms around her as well. Leonard always hated physical contact with pretty much anyone, but Sara had broken through his defences a long time ago. "I thought you were dead! We all thought you were dead! What happened?" Sara asked and looked straight into his eyes as she pulled back from the hug. Leonard shrugged, "I don't know. I can't remember." He ran his fingertips over his forehead. He had to admit that that was true. The only thing he could remember was the explosion and then... Nothing. Except the pain. But he wouldn't admit that, there were other things on his mind right now and he needed to know what happened after the explosion. "Did you stop Savage?" He asked. Sara shook her head before answering: "It... It all became even more complicated after you died..." She looked away and Leonard could see how sad she had suddenly gotten. Then, the thief felt a sting of pain in his stomach, that made him wince. Sara noticed. "Everything alright?" Leonard shook his head, "Everything's fine." Then, a smile appeared on his features, the smile that would always display itself when he was flirting with the blonde assassin. "If I wouldn't know better, I'd say you were worried about me, Canary." But once the words left his lips, the pain grew and the burning feeling came back. What was happening to him? "Very funny, Snart! But you really don't look well." "Maybe I just need some sleep." Leonard said and gave her a rather serious look. He wasn't sure whether the pain would be gone after some sleep, but before he could say anything else, Sara had already grabbed his arm and lead the way toward her home.

On their way, she told him that he was in Central City in 2020. After he died, Rip brought the team back to 2016. They hadn't stopped Savage or the Time Masters. Half of the team was dead and the other half, she couldn't reach anymore. Telling the story made Sara sad and Leonard couldn't help but to feel somewhat sad too, even though he didn't know why. Maybe it was the fact that Sara's smile, which he loved so much, hadn't been on her face ever since she had bumped into him. Maybe something changed? He hated to see her like that. But he had other problems to take care of. He needed to find out what was going on with him and his feelings for the younger woman. Moments after entering Sara's flat, his legs suddenly gave out beneath him and he quickly grabbed onto the table, not to fall on the ground. Luckily for him, Sara was right beside him to help. "What's going on with you, Leonard?" She laid the back of her hand against his forehead, "You're hot!" "You really just noticed that now?" He asked. Sara noticed the way he was subtly flirting with her and it made her cheeks turn a light shade of red before she added: "No... I mean... Your body is burning up." Leonard's facial expression changed to serious again and he shook his head. "I don't know either, Sara." He said as he looked into the assassin's worried eyes. She was the woman for whom he had so much feelings. The feelings which he couldn't describe. Feelings he had never felt before. But he wanted to tell her about them. And he had the feeling that he'd have to do it at that very moment. "Sara..." He started, but then he felt his body slowly going numb again.

Once again, it took a while until he woke up again. This time, it was in the middle of the light and he was laying on the street. He got up and walked along the street, wondering where he had ended up this time. On his way, he found a newspaper laying around and he picked it up, before letting his eyes land on the date of the newspaper. It was the 21st of June, 2010. "What the hell?" He mumbled to himself before he looked up from the newspaper to glance around. No one was around and that was for the best. Because, the past version of himself was in prison at that time. And it would be confusing if someone would see him walking the streets whilst his younger self was in prison. He wasn't sure where to go, but after a while, he decided to go to an old warehouse, which was his own hideout. He went there whenever he wanted to be alone.

Once Leonard entered the warehouse and glanced around, he noticed that nothing had changed. His way lead him to the fridge and after he had opened the door, he saw that there was more than enough food in there. Silently, he thanked his younger self for filling the fridge before landing in jail. He grabbed some of the food inside and started to eat it. He wasn't sure whether eating was a good idea. Sure, he was hungry, but he knew he'd end up throwing it all out again with the weird thing going on inside him. He wasn't wrong, because minutes later, he threw everything out again. "Oh please... Not again..." He said to himself and leant against the wall as he closed his eyes. He was tired of the pain. Tired of everything that was going on. All he wanted was to return to the Waverider. When thinking about it, hatred started to fill his heart. Hatred toward the Time Masters. He slowly walked back to the table and found some pieces of paper on it. He needed to write down some of his thoughts and as he did, he tried to calm down and ignore the burning feeling inside him. After rereading what he had written down, he thought about how he wanted to kill the Time Masters for what they had done to him and he thought about Sara. As her name circled around in his mind, he realized something. He was still alive because of Sara. The young assassin had brought him back to life. She had shown him light in the darkness, even when he was in so much pain. That's why he added something behind her name on one of the papers.

"My light."