The next morning Sara woke up with the smell of fresh coffee and omelet and she let her feet guide her to the kitchen where Leonard was in front of the cooker and was frying an omelet. She felt her mouth water at the sight; the sleeves of Leonard's pajama top pushed up and she noticed that he was barefoot too and his blue/green eyes were glowing against the morning sunlight that was flowing from the window. Yeah, the omelet was nice too.

"Good morning." Leonard said and turned to look at her with a smirk. Damn, that smirk was going to be the death of her. He transferred the omelet to a plate and gestured to the wooden counter where a coffee pot was waiting for her next to a mug.

"Morning." She answered as she took the plate from him and sat on one of stools. Sara waited until the slender man settled on the one across hers and then she poured herself some coffee. "Want some?"

"I don't drink coffee." Leonard stated nonchalantly; cutting a piece and eating from his own omelet. Sara lifted an eyebrow but didn't say anything and ate from the omelet which was at least as tasty as it looked.

"Gosh, where did you learn to cook like this? This is incredible." He smirked at her half-moan.

"I have a lot of talents, Canary. And when my dear dad decided to let us starve; I had to learn to cook for Lisa." Leonard explained and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Speaking of my baby sister…"

Like on a cue; the front door of the apartment cracked open and a woman walked in. She was holding a large gym bag and she was trying to move the curls of her brown hair that had fallen in front of her eyes. Leonard immediately stood up and walked over to the woman who smiled when she saw him and set the bag down.

"Good morning, Lenny." She said and the man smirked and pulled her in for a hug; all while Sara was watching the scene with utter confusion. "I got the stuff you wanted." Her blue/green eyes settled on Sara and yep, this was definitely Leonard's sister. "Is this her?"

"No, I have about another dozen of shot assassin vigilantes in my bedroom." Leonard said and the woman glared at him before stepping closer to Sara and stretching her hand out towards her.

"I'm Lisa; Lenny's little sister. You must be Sara." Lisa stated as Sara shook her hand and made a mental note of Leonard's nickname.

"Nice to meet you." She answered and Lisa lifted her eyebrow before grabbing the bag that she was previously holding. "Now don't be alarmed when the police inform you that someone broke into your apartment last night. That was me getting you some new clothes and your phone." She handed her the bag and Sara opened it to find that it was filled with her clothes and she also noticed that her phone was also in there. Family of Rogues indeed.

"Thank you, even though this is all very weird. My security system is top-quality. I wouldn't anyone to break in and find…"

"Your hundreds of knifes, katanas and guns?" Lisa questioned as she poured a cup of coffee for herself and leaned against one of the kitchen countertops. "Don't worry; didn't take anything other than your clothes and also you are welcome."

"I appreciate it. Thank you." She answered, even though her eyes were set on Leonard as she smiled genuinely. "If you'll excuse me I'll go take a shower and wash this blood off of me. Nice meeting you Lisa."

"Likewise, Sara." Before Sara had the chance to grab the bag and stand up, Leonard had taken it and she crossed her hands in front of her chest.

"No chance I'm letting you carry weight and pull your stitches. I'll have to be the one to clean up your mess afterwards." Leonard pointed out as he leaded her to the closed bathroom door. "I suggest using only the products on the right side which are mine if Lisa didn't get you any of yours. If you want to you can tell me and I'll go grab the things you use from the store-."

"Leonard; relax. It's not like I'm moving in. It's for a couple of days and until I won't feel like I'm gonna pass out each time I take more than five steps." She explained and she saw Leonard's face drop for a moment before his mask was back on and he opened the bathroom door; setting the bag on top of the washing machine.

"Just trying to be a good host. Towels are here." He pointed at the cupboard next to the sink. "And if blood comes out of your wound; just call and I'll come right in."

"I'm not giving you a free show." Sara answered and Leonard winked before walking out and closing the door; only to find his sister with her arms crossed in front of her chest, sitting on the sofa.

"What?"

"Don't 'what' me Lenny. You know exactly what is happening here." She said and stood up as Leonard lifted his shoulders. "You have a thing for her. You saved her and then you brought her here…"

"I'm just being a good Samaritan, Lisa. Nothing malicious behind it." Leonard answered even though he couldn't help keeping his mind from wandering to the bathroom where Sara was naked under the shower head and drops were caressing her warm skin just like his tongue wanted-

"Lenny, I'm not saying that liking someone is bad." She said and reached out to touch his shoulder. "Just… Be careful. You don't know this woman."

"I know enough."

"And I trust that you won't get yourself in too much trouble." Leonard smirked and she grabbed her phone. "And sex isn't considered trouble, Lenny. You might as well do it with blondie and get it out of your system."

"I'm not having sex with Sara." He hissed under his breath as Lisa gave him a kiss on the cheek and rushed to the front door.

"I give you two months! Bye Lenny; love you!"

"Be careful!" He called out as the door closed shut and he now only heard the water that was running on the shower. He sighed and turned to the kitchen; finding a distraction in washing the dishes himself.

After what seemed like an eternity he heard the door open and soon Sara had walked in the living room wearing only a towel. He could see the straps of a sports bra and she probably wore a pair of shorts underneath but still… He was grateful that he wasn't wearing his pajama pants anymore.

"Enjoy your shower?" He asked as he looked up from the blueprints that he was currently studying. He felt Sara's eyes lit up and suddenly a smile broke on her face. "Something funny to you?"

"I just didn't know that you wear glasses." She answered with a smile as she watched him intently; biting her bottom lip in the most distracting way as she toyed with the cellphone she was holding in her hands. "You do look… very nice with them…"

His eyes fell on the faint sound of liquid that was landing on the floor.

"Canary… you're leaking." He said and pointed on the floor; where Sara saw that drops of blood were falling. "Take the towel off; I'll go get the medical kit… That didn't come out right."

When he returned; medical kit in hand, Sara was laying on her back on the couch, minus the towel, and her toned body was bare hence of the sports bra and tiny shorts she was wearing. He felt his throat go dry. He sat next to her and examined the wound.

"Looks like only one stitch popped open. You were pretty lucky." He observed as he took out a piece of gauze and cleaned the wound softly before taking out a tube of antiseptic ointment and applying it on her abdomen just as cautiously. He pretended not to hear Sara suck her breath at his touch and re-bandaged the wound thoroughly. "See, all done. Even though you'll need to refrain from… physical activity for a while. How is the hip?" His hand brushed her large bruise ever-so-featherlike.

"Hurts like a bitch." Sara answered with a sigh. "But it's not my first rodeo, so nothing I can't handle."

"I can see that." His eyes fell on the small scars all over her abdomen and stomach and even some that went all the way to her back.

"Memories from the League and other, less pleasant experiences. It's the past now." She replied and her tone showed that she didn't want to talk about it. He accepted that even though he really wanted to find every single person who was responsible for these scars and give them excruciating deaths.

"Guess it's my fault that you have one more."

"You saved my ass. I would have been dead if it weren't for you and this scar is proof." She reached for his hand and after the faintest flinch he let her take it and he embraced the warmth that spread on his body at this simple touch. "So thank you." He coughed and stood up; letting her hand fall on the couch.

"You're welcome." Leonard answered as he sat on the dining table and put all of his attention back to the blueprints and laptop. He was cashing the Central City bank with Mick and he was trying to find the exact date and time it would be better to break in according to the guards' schedules and cameras shifts.

He felt Sara's blue eyes set on him as he worked but tried to ignore the woman until the sound of a foreign cell phone was heard and Sara stirred. She tried to stand up but again she fell back in pain. Quickly Leonard took it from the coffee table and handed it to Sara who flashed him a grateful smile.

Leonard took it as his cue to leave when she answered the phone so he walked over to his bedroom and decided to reassemble his cold-gun again. At some point he thought he heard Sara's voice rise, so as soon as he heard her silence he walked back out and saw her wiping moisture from her eyes.

"You okay?" He asked her with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Just my sister. She was… she was worried that I didn't call for so many days and when I talked her what happened she wanted to take the train here and help me out."

"And that's bad how..?"

"I told you what I did Leonard. What I did to my sister… And after so many years she was worried about me… I thought I would never have that again. When I came back she threw a bottle at me and told me that I had stolen her whole life away from her and that everything that happened was my fault… and I didn't know even after we talked things out… If we could go back to being sisters. And now she was worried and wanted to take care of me-. It's silly, I know." He kneeled next to her; a sincere expression on his face.

"It's human. Your sister is a big part of your life and the guilt is normal too. Now that she has found it in her heart to forgive you; you should forgive yourself too. I might not know you for a long time, but I know this: You deserve someone who cares for you unconditionally."

Sara looked at him and there was that expression again. Those bright blue eyes that looked right through him and that made him feel all sorts of things he shouldn't be feeling.

"I'm gonna head to the store." He announced and stood up again. "Want anything?" She made a face.

"Uhm, maybe a pack of gummy bears. If you can." He lifted his eyebrows and smirked.

"I'm more of an MMs kind of guy, but sure." She flashed him a grateful smile as he handed her the remote and Sara soon finding herself lulled back to sleep by the distant sound of the TV in her unexpected ally's home.

"Sara!" She heard Ollie's voice in the distance as she fell into the dark sea; her head was pounding like crazy and she tried to hold on, reach out for him… But the pull of the water was much bigger and she just couldn't.

"You stole my whole life away from me! Get out!" Laurel screamed at her and the glass she threw landed only a few centimeters away from her head.

"In the name of Ra's Al Ghul, I release you." Nyssa told her and the freedom she felt coursing through her veins was laced by the sorrow that she would never see her again. But she would try to make things better; make herself a better person. A person who was worth happiness.

"Get out!"

"Sara… Sara! Wake up dammit!"

She jumped up and her hand fell instinctively on her abdomen and the sharp sting of her wound. After her eyes adjusted to the now dimly-lit room she saw Leonard kneeling next to her; hands bracing her shoulders. His face was evidently worried and he reached out to touch her cheek and make sure that she was okay. Sara gave him a reassuring smile, but it didn't do anything to make his worry subside.

"What was that?" He questioned with his voice soft like a purr.

"Just nightmares. After I came back from the League they started to get worse and now all I can do is let them torture me every time I fall asleep." Sara explained and Leonard sighed. "How long have I been asleep?"

"About 5 hours. Didn't know you had that much sleep in you." He glanced at the pot where he had the lasagna he had cooked. "Want some food?"

"No… I think I want to sleep a bit more." She hesitated; biting her bottom lip again. "Do you mind lying with me?"

The blonde scooted further away and gave Leonard enough space so he could lay. He looked at the empty spot and contemplated his next decision. He could tell her that he was busy; that Mick told him to join him on Saints and Sinners for a drink or that he needed to finish studying the schedules of the guards…

"Okay. Just for a little." He answered and lied next to Sara on his back; making his hand a pillow where Sara placed her head. "Though I'm not really used to cuddling with anyone."

"Didn't expect anything less." She mumbled against his shoulder in a sleepy voice that made a smile form on his lips. Sara placed her hand on his chest and soon he felt her breathing even out and the tiny assassin was fast asleep next to him.

He knew he should get up before Mick returned home and found him and Sara in such a compromising position. But somehow with Sara snuggled up against him… he threw logic out of the window and closed his own eyes.

Neither of them didn't hear Leonard's phone that was buzzing on the dining table; the name of a man lighting up the screen:

Sam Scudder