Summary - Leonard Snart returns. The same cold-hearted bastard that was destroyed by the Oculus. And he has many questions to answer. All asked by one person in particular. Captain Canary, inspired by the mid-season finale promo and, of course, Snart's death. Takes place in Season 2 and is a sequel to 'The Things I Didn't Do'. Slight Mick/Amaya
Prison Break's taking over my life. That's the only reason for the slight delay.
I don't own Legends of Tomorrow. (If I did, I think I'd be pretty rich owning the Arrow and Flash too)
Enjoy!
After his talk with Mick, Leonard decides to go back to the bridge. He has much to think about.
As he walks, he passes the Boy Scouts. He grins to himself when he sees Ray helping what looks to be Nate with either an injured leg or foot. Ray also looks to have a broken, if not very bruised, arm.
"I take it you didn't listen to Captain Lance," Snart smirks.
Ray and Nate look up, both with faces full of pain as they stop.
Boy Scout number one answers, "You could say that."
"Dude, I had no idea she could do that with her bo-staff," Nate grimaces.
"Well maybe next time, you should listen to her instead of not heeding her warning," Snart advises as he stops and turns around to look at the boys.
"Yeah, that actually doesn't sound like a bad idea," Ray decides, "And you're a crook from Central City."
"Yeah, I get it. I'm not the best when handing out advice. But from looking at you two, I think you better just keep walking to see what Gideon can do for you two."
Ray and Nate both nod and decide to continue walking.
Snart shakes his head and continues walking to the bridge.
He thinks about how Sara has dodged him most of the afternoon. It's like she doesn't want to see him!
Maybe she doesn't.
Snart grins and shakes his head.
No way.
Everybody wants to see Leonard Snart now and then.
As the doors to the bridge open, he closes his eyes and inhales a deep breathe. He makes his way into the empty room, his eyes aiming for the Captain's chair.
He takes a look around the room when he reaches the chair, double checking the office in particular. Then finally, he takes a seat.
"Gideon?"
"Yes, Mr. Snart?"
"Where's the boss hiding out?"
"Miss Lance is currently in the training room," Gideon answers when she finds Sara's location, "She intends on coming to the bridge soon."
"Hmmm, how soon?" Snart asks again, "You're not being precise."
Gideon chooses to not answer.
Snart scowls at Gideon before settling further into the chair.
He plans on talking to her if she comes into the room, and anywhere near the chair.
Leonard Snart is not somebody that gives up so easily.
And when there's hope, especially if it's a 'me and you' situation, Captain Cold knows that he can't let the faint glimmer slip away.
He's damn well crazy about her, he finally admits to himself. Sara Lance is not only beautiful, but deadly. She's witty, she's passionate, she's got a heart that's full of pure selflessness.
The angel led him to do the right thing. And doing the right thing nearly got himself killed. But when he thinks about it, his 2016 self did die when he was forced to forget through the torture he had to endure from Thawne and Darhk.
The bastards weren't going to kill him when they find out what's occurred in the last 36 hours. No, no, they won't kill him. They'll kill someone he knows will make him suffer.
Which is why he needs to talk to Sara.
The doors slide open, surprising Snart from his thoughts.
Sara's rubbing her forehead with one hand, which is also covering her eyes, and has another on her hip. She seems to be stressed about something oblivious to Captain Cold.
She sniffles a little before removing the hand from her forehead and eyes, finding Snart sitting before her.
Snart's not blind - he can tell that Canary's been crying...again.
"Uhmmm, what are you doing Leonard?" She whispers, not having the energy to put any force behind her question.
"Wanted to sit down and relax. I see I'm in the wrong chair to be sitting and relaxing in, hmm?" He drawls.
"Mmmm." Sara looks away and stares at the office.
"Sara?"
"Yes, Leonard?" She grits out, looking back at him.
"Why have you been ignoring me afternoon?" Snart asks innocently.
"Always about you, isn't it?" Sara murmurs, something that he hears loud and clearly. She shakes her head and let's out a strained smile, "I uh, hmm...I simply don't know, Snart." She turns away, her back to the crook, as she whispers to herself. "Don't do this, Leonard."
Snart stands, rubbing his hands together, "I've caught up with everyone bar one in particular. She was the first one I spoke to briefly when I woke up. I wanted more than a small conversation like that, Sara."
"Well, you're not getting one. I have more things to worry about-"
"Awww Sara, you worry about me?" Sara looks ready to murder the crook behind her.
She flashes around to look at him in the chair...but when she turns around, he's standing a little too close for her liking.
'Please don't leave,' Her heart whispers.
"T-That's not what I said Len-"
"Ohhhh stop with the lying to each other's faces!" Snart huffs as he moves in on Sara, who takes two steps back everytime he gets close, "Why can't we just come out and tell each other how we feel, hmm? It'd make life so much easier."
"Because sometimes, telling each other how we feel doesn't make life easier," Sara argues, "It makes life hell."
"We're not in Star City, Lance. We're on the Waverider. They're two different places, both with different meanings to one another."
Sara goes to speak, but her back hits one of the see-through walls that separate the office and the bridge. He's got her trapped.
"One symbolises loss. The other symbolises a new beginning, does it not?"
"Leonard-"
"The Waverider symbolises a chance, something we can both agree that that chance can change our lives forever."
"Snart. I can't do this."
She pushes him away but he grabs her wrist before she can get very far. He traces her palm, knowing well aware that there are tears falling down that beautiful woman's face.
"You're scared of losing me again, aren't you?" He asks softly, "You lost Laurel. And I'm sorry that you can't doing anything about that. But I'm not going anywhere again. I don't intend to."
Sara blinks slowly and looks at the little heart that Snart has traced onto her palm, "Why are you acting completely different? You're not the same man who 'died'."
"I've got a new perspective on life. Plus, the kiss we shared was one hell of a kiss," Snart truthfully tells her.
Leonard's drawn her back to him and they almost look like they are going to kiss. But once again, she draws back.
"I need some time to think about this." With that, Sara frees her wrist from Snart's grasp and walks towards the sliding doors.
"Take all the time you need. After all, we are time travellers."
Sara ignores him as she walks through the sliding doors that close behind her.
Leonard only huffs out a sigh as he walks back to the mechanical chairs.
"Sara, are you okay?"
"Not in the mood Amaya."
"If it's about earlier, you know that Mick was just being Mick, right?"
Sara was so close to being able to get through the hallway and to her room without anyone seeing her with tears falling down her face.
But then Amaya comes around the corner as she goes to enter her room.
And Amaya doesn't miss a single thing.
"I know. But he's not the reason why I'm...ughhh God, you know what?" Sara looks at Amaya, "I'm honestly not the in the mood to talk right now."
As Sara walks into her quarters, Amaya chooses to follow her, knowing the consequences. As the latter looks around the room, being it the first time she's entered Sara's room, the blonde female pulls her pillows from one end of the bed to the other.
"Leonard Snart."
The White Canary pauses her actions for a moment. Closing her eyes to stop more tears from escaping, she speaks, "What about him?"
"Was it special? What you and Snart shared?"
Sara stays silent.
"Okay, so you don't want to answer that," Amaya whispers to herself, "Well, can you tell me about the card games? I hear that they were your escape now and then."
Why, oh why, do the conversations have to happen now?
"You have to talk to someone."
"Not now, Amaya. I'm serious." Sara's ready to let loose.
Vixen knows that she's making the Canary angry, but she can't let her get away without answering, "And I'm serious too. Why are you not talking to any of us?"
That's the last straw.
"Because I don't want to, Amaya!" Sara yells as looks back at the dark-skinned woman, "I spent the last half of 2016 thinking he was dead! And not everyone got to see how that affected me! I hid away from everyone so they wouldn't feel bad for me that I lost someone that I really cared about! I couldn't show them because it was Mick who had known him a million times longer than I had!"
"Sara…"
The blonde's voice quietens down, "After I came back from the dead, I didn't think I would ever find somebody to love again. And then Rip comes along recruiting us for this mission. And Snart...bloody Leonard Snart, decides to find his way into my heart with these card games that ended up with us talking about our lives. He also said things that just made my heart melt...but I wasn't ready for anything like that."
Sara slips down to the ground, her back leaning against the wall. Amaya walks over and sits beside her.
"And then once we found that there was this device called the Oculus that was controlling us, he came to me alone. He wanted to know what the future held for him...and me...and him and me. I shrugged his advances off, telling him that he'd better be one hell of a thief to steal a kiss from me."
Sara laughs as she rests her head on Amaya's shoulder, "Not even hours later and there he is, knocking Mick out and holding down some stick for the Oculus to self-destruct. It was the only way...and you know what? He got his kiss in the end. But when I look back on it now, it was a kiss that meant goodbye. Not a 'I'll see you later' kiss, but the one that's gonna stay with you for the rest of your life."
"You fell in love with him both before and after his death?" Amaya asks quietly.
"I suppose you could say that." There they are. The tears are back again. "He was the one who I had that chance with. And he blew it...literally."
The two chuckle.
"And now?"
"He's not supposed to be here. He died. But he didn't...I don't know where to go from here. What if he sacrifices himself again? What if he turns against us again? I can't let myself do this only to end up losing him again."
"There's only way to go from here, Sara," Amaya whispers. Sara looks up at her, "Forward."
The White Canary stares at Amaya for a moment before looking away.
"And who cares what time wants?! What you want is far more important! What we all want is sometimes far more important than time."
"But if we do what we want with time, then the timeline is screwed," Sara all but laughs to herself.
"We all want what's best for you, Sara," Amaya tells her.
"Yeah...yeah, I know."
"Do you want me to go or-"
"No stay!" Sara quickly objects, resting her head on Amaya's shoulder once more, "I need to think. But I need a friend too."
Amaya laughs and rests her head on Sara's, "Yeah, I need to think...AND I need a friend too."
"I need your help, Mick."
Mick looks up with an amused expression when his friend wanders into the galley and sits on a chair beside him.
"What?" Mick fakes shock, "You want my help?"
Snart looks at him with an emotionless expression.
Mick grunts, "What did you do?"
"I think I stuffed up with-"
"If you say Sara, I'm gonna burn you with the Heat gun."
"I'd be lying if I didn't say Sara."
Mick brings out the Heat gun from underneath his seat and points it at Snart, "What did you do?"
"I confronted her about a few things. Told her that we should be honest with each other. She think's I've changed."
"What did you say to make her think that?"
"I told her that we have a chance. The Waverider symbolises a chance."
Mick's not amused. But he's very pissed.
"You stupid bastard!"
"Tell me something I don't know Mick!"
Mick's ready to activate the Heat gun at his old friend, "You can't just tell her that."
"I know, but guess what?" Snart asks, "I did."
"You've changed a hell of lot of in the last year, Snart. And now, you're not the same Leonard Snart who she fell in love with."
"What else am I supposed to say, Mick? She thinks I died. You all thought that."
"That's exactly what I meant Snart. She thought she'd never see you again because you died! She left everything at the last moment, not thinking that it would be."
Snart opens his mouth as realisation starts to take place.
"Snart, how you would deal with the fact that Lisa-"
"Choose a new example, Mick," Snart growls when his old friend mentions his sister.
Mick rolls his eyes, "How you would deal with me supposedly dying and then coming back as a villain only to reclaim my memories and finding out what really happened?"
Snart takes a deep breathe and mulls it over for a moment. Then he says, "I'm not sure. Confused maybe?"
"That's exactly how Sara's feeling. She's not sure whether things can go back to normal. Whatever was normal around here," Mick takes a swig of beer.
Snart lets his head hang back, "God I'm such an idiot."
"You sure got that right. But I suppose that's what you get for not knowing the first darn thing about romance."
"And you do?" Snart drawls.
"I'm getting there."
Snart snorts and stands, "I better go talk to Sara."
"You better. And if you come back in here telling me that you screwed up again, I'll use the gun on you."
"You should be thankful, I got that gun for you," Snart tells him.
"Yeah, for me, Snart. Remember that."
Snart rolls his eyes, but grins as he makes his way out of the room.
"Hmmm, and if you see Amaya, tell her I want another sandwich!"
Snart huffs, "Mick Rory, always thinking about what he wants."
The girls in Sara's room are still in silence, thinking, being in each others company.
It's not easy being on a team full of mostly males.
Sara grins suddenly, looking at Amaya.
"So you and Mick…"
Amaya laughs awkwardly, "Oh no, let's not got there."
"Oh yes we are going there," Sara tells her cheekily, "I told you about my problems with Snart. It's about time I got to hear your problems with Mick. Unless everything's all smooth sailing with him?"
"Ughhh, I wish," Amaya says, "He's...interesting. I learn new things about him everyday. And I guess it's vice-versa...I guess it's just a little bit difficult since we're from two very different time periods."
"Yeah, about that. You did say that you were wanting to go back home after you get justice for Rex's killer," Sara reminds her, "You still intend on following through with that?"
"Honestly, having a guy like Mick find his way into my life wasn't part of the plan." Amaya looks at Sara knowingly. "You said the same about Snart too."
Sara laughs, "Look at us, Amaya. Falling for the supposed bad guys. That never ends well."
"It does if you have faith."
Sara smiles a little and goes to say something.
"Miss Lance, Mr. Snart is on his way to see you. Should I let him know you don't want to see him?"
Amaya looks at Sara with a look that begs her friend to tell her the answer.
Sara takes a breath, "No Gideon. When he gets here, let him through."
The doors slide open.
Leonard Snart is on the other side of the corridor, leaning up against the wall with his back and arms crossed.
"About time," Snart says with his signature smirk as he walks in. He spots Amaya on the ground with Sara, "Should I leave you two alone?"
"No, Amaya was-"
"Just leaving," Amaya interrupts as she stands up. She slowly walks past Snart, looking at him suspiciously. When she finds herself standing behind the crook, she points and mouths to Sara, 'Good luck!'
Snart looks over his shoulder slightly, cueing Amaya to leave.
"Oh, and Mick wants another sandwich if you're heading that way!"
The door closes.
'Me and you,' Sara thinks as she looks at Snart in the eye.
"You haven't changed at all, haven't you Lance?" He drawls.
"What do you mean?"
"Always finding yourself with woman by your side."
"Just because I swing both ways, doesn't mean that I want to bed nearly every woman I see."
"Nearly every woman?"
Sara thinks of Kara Danvers and the female President.
"Okay, maybe every woman."
Snart chuckles as he makes his way over to the bed, leaning up against with his shoulder and looking down at the blonde female.
"But not Amaya. She's a really good friend, and that's somebody that I need right now."
"Is this the part where you tell me you care about me, but you just want to stay friends because you lead this team and the last thing you need is to have a relationship with a man who about two days ago was your enemy?"
Sara looks at him incredulously, "Did you practice saying that in the hallway?"
"You always have to prepare, Lance."
Sara gives him a look, cocking her head to the side with a grin.
"Even when you get that feeling that the best plans you've prepared for may go sideways?"
Snart nods with a knowing smirk, "Even then." Then the smirk disappears. "About before. I wanted to apologise."
"Len, it's fi-"
"Hear me out," Snart cuts her off, "I didn't really think how my 'death' would affect people. I suppose it took some time getting used to."
"Yeah, a little."
"And then I suddenly come back as the enemy, seeing me for the first time since the Oculus...I bet that wasn't easy to deal with."
Sara climbs to her feet, also leaning on the bed, "Yeah, that was quite a shock too."
Snart looks away momentarily, "Look Sara, I didn't think that things would be different. I thought things would go back to normal. But then I let on that I had a different perspective on things…" He looks at Sara, who shows a bored but teasing smirk. "...And blah, blah, blah."
Sara laughs a little at that. Then her face turns sour.
"I...," The White Canary sighs, "I've been thinking about the future and...you know, me and you." She points at herself then at Snart as she says those three familiar words. "And uhmm, I don't know. Maybe I just don't know what to expect in the future. What things could tear us apart or one of us could 'die' again or-"
Snart closes her mouth with a finger, leaning in close and whispers, "This is the part where I tell not to worry about the future…" He brings the hand over to her cheek, watching her close her eyes. "And just worry about the now."
Before Sara knows it, Snart's lips are on hers.
She can feel herself let out a sigh of content inside her heart as if she feels reassured.
And in this case, she has been.
His lips feel the same as last time. Soft, but scarred.
She wraps her arms around his neck when he goes to pull away.
'No,' she thinks, 'You're not getting away from me again.'
Snart, if that were possible, smirks in the kiss as he places his other hand on her waist, squeezing gently. The action gets rewarded with a moan from her, thus breaking the kiss. He takes advantage, trailing his lips down to her neck.
Sara clenches her eyes shut as Snart kisses her exposed neck lightly, tickling her a little.
He grabs her thigh and the next thing Sara knows is that she's being thrown onto the bed.
"Crook," she huffs as he climbs onto the bed after her.
Before Captain Cold is able to get to her lips, the White Canary pushes him down onto the bed, flat on his back. She climbs onto him slowly, much to the man's delight.
She stops and sits on him, pressing herself against him.
He groans, "Assassin."
Sara smirks and presses her lips against his once more, curling up his dark blue jacket into her fists while also trying to push it off his shoulders.
He places on hand on her waist, pulling her shirt up slightly, and another behind her neck, grabbing hold of it to keep her in place.
They don't do anything for the moment as their lips continue to meet another, welding firmly in place every time.
It's as if it were meant to be.
No Oculus, no time travel, no nothing as everything slips from their minds.
Except for one thing.
Each other.
"You seen Sara this morning?" Amaya asks as she walks with Mick to his favourite place.
The galley.
"Nope, not since yesterday," He hums, his eyes looking down at her once or twice, "You seen Snart?"
"Not since last night when he came in and decided he wanted to talk to Sara," Amaya replies with a knowing smile, "You think that they finally got together?"
"If the bastard hasn't made his move, he knows what'll happen," Is Mick's only answer.
The two walk around the corner and quickly stop in their movements.
Sara's pinned Snart against the wall, kissing him like there's no tomorrow.
Amaya coughs slightly when the two don't look up at her and Mick's presence.
Nothing.
"Hey!" Mick yells, "This ain't the place to be filming a porn video. You've got the bedroom to do that."
Sara pulls away from the kiss and looks at Mick in the eye, "I'll throw a knife at your eye. You know I won't miss."
Mick stands for a moment, then proceeds to walk past the two.
"I'll be in galley if you get bored, Snart."
"Trust me Mick," Snart begins, grabbing Sara's waist, "I'm not going to be bored anytime soon."
Mick doesn't reply and continues walking around the corner.
Captain Cold and the White Canary then turn their attention to Amaya.
"I'll just, uhmm...go catch up...with Mick," she stutters, walking past the two quickly. Once she gets to the corner, she looks at the two, "I'm happy you two have found each other again." With that, she disappears around the corner.
Sara smiles and pulls away from Snart, grabbing his arm and practically pulling him with her, "So how long is it before those two get together."
"Mick's a shy guy when it comes to feelings," Snart reveals, "I think I'll help him on that one."
"Amaya needs a push in the right direction. I'll make sure she gets that push."
"So it's settled," Snart says, "Better hope that this plan doesn't go sideways."
Sara looks up at him, standing on her toes, "I missed you, Cold."
Snart leans his forehead on hers, "I missed you too, Canary."
That's it for now. Will post something again soon. Whether that'd be before Christmas, I don't know.
If not, I want to wish everyone a good and safe holiday. Tis the season to be with family and friends. Eat lots at lunch and hope you guys get what you want too.
Merry Christmas everyone and thank you for your ongoing support!