Mark looked pissed.

Maybe the gag hadn't been necessary. But the man had been unwilling to listen to what they had to say, and quite frankly Roy had gotten tired of listening to him yell.

Kid Flash standing beside him probably didn't help the situation.

Axel and Hartley had managed to create a device that should undo the effects of Dillon's influence. But Kid Flash had to be the one to use it.

Something about him having to vibrate at a certain frequency.

Roy would leave the science to the geniuses. As long as it worked he couldn't care less how shaky their explanation had sounded.

Mark couldn't be wearing the anti-meta collar when they did this, so several of the Rogues were standing around, in case the device doesn't work like it's supposed to.

In case Mark got the chance to use his powers against them.

"Ready Kid?" Cold was the closest. Roy could see the frost forming around Mark's chair. Hopefully he wouldn't have to freeze Mardon, but he was ready just in case.

"Yea, I got this."

"Of course you got this bro! I mean, aside from the fact that if you vibrate at the wrong frequency it will straight up melt Mark's brain…" Hartley hit Axel in the side. He gave the young Rogue a glare, then turned back to the hero.

"You'll be fine. Everything will work perfectly."

Kid Flash looked decidedly less confident as he held the device in his hands. Roy was certain it had nothing to do with the fact that it looked like Hartley and Axel had made it out of duct tape and some pieces of wire. Eventually, he took a deep breath and started running around Mark.

He had to remove the collar, activate the device, vibrate at the right frequency, and then deactivate the device.

It was over in less than five seconds.

Roy was certain he was imagining the fact that it looked like Mark's eyes were spinning in his head. The man briefly looked like he might throw up, then he looked up at the Rogues.

He still looked pissed.

Of course, he was still gagged.

But there wasn't any lightening raining down upon them, so maybe they were alright.

Snart gave Roy a nod, so Roy took a few steps and removed the gag. He may have removed his hand quicker than was necessary. But Mark had tried to bite Axel when the kid had first put it on.

"Mardon."

"Snart."

The two men were sizing each other up. Glaring at each other the way they normally did when they disagreed on something. Which is to say, all the time. Suddenly, Snart smiled. The frost forming around him disappearing in an instant.

"Untie him."

"What? How do you know it worked?" Kid Flash was still standing nearby, ready to interfere. Snart glanced back at Mardon.

"You going to try and kill us again?"

"Depends, you assholes planning on gagging me again?"

"See, he's fine."

Hartley came around from behind his computer and started asking Mardon questions.

"How do you feel? Are you suffering any headaches? Did you lose any sight in your left eye? Can you remember how…"

"There is this one really annoying sound, sort of on my left."

"Really, is it localized to…oh. Hilarious."

"I thought so."

Roy moved over and helped untie Mardon. He went to move away, but Mardon put a hand out. Roy took it and helped the man stand up from the chair. Mardon held onto Roy's hand for a moment, squeezing it tightly.

Roy gave the man a slight smile.

Mardon turned towards Snart.

"We know where the others are? Because I really want to kill that bitch."

"Believe me, we all want that opportunity."

"I'm going to pretend I don't hear you guys planning a murder."

"Might want to leave the room then Baby Flash."

Mark just looks at Kid Flash for a moment. Roy sees the anger flash through the man's eyes. But it's not as vicious as it had been only a day ago.

"Dillon's going to suffer for this."

"She'll go to prison."

"We will talk semantics later." Snart stepped in between the two. "For now, we need to focus on getting our other wayward lambs back. Axel?"

"Right? So like, we were able to track Roy because Digger put a tracker on him. And I was like duh, we should do that all the time. Not just for Roy but like for all of us, except you guys are real resistant to my idea about implanting microchips…"

"Axel."

"Right, so when we ran Operation Over the Rainbow, I was able to cause enough of a distraction to throw a beacon through one of Scudder's open mirrors. It can't get a signal inside there. But once he opens a mirror the signal dings against the nearest cell tower. Telling me, within a few blocks, where he opened a mirror. And in the last two hours, he has opened seven mirrors all within downtown Central City."

Snart nodded then turned back to Mardon.

"Did you hear anything about their plan?"

"Not much. Scudder was still the one doing all the talking. But all he ever talked about was meeting up with Luthor. Giving them the chip. Getting away clean. Dillon had Mick working on something. Don't know what though. She plays it close to the vest."

Lightening was crackling around Mark's fingers again. Dillon wasn't going to live very long once Mark got his eyes on her.

Kid Flash was standing behind Axel, looking at all the areas that Scudder had opened mirrors.

"It's gotta have something to do with the attack Iris mentioned right? Like maybe Dillon is helping Luthor set up another one."

"I don't think Dillon plans on helping anyone but herself. Regardless, that's not our problem. We get the others then…"

"Wait, if it is an attack then we have to find a way to stop it."

"No. You have to find a way to stop it Baby Flash. The Rogues are my only priority. Helping out has never done us any favors, and…" Snart put up a hand, forestalling any arguments from Wally. "…the cops will just shoot us on sight. Being there would only slow down your ability to stop whatever potential threat Luthor may have up his sleeve."

Wally looked conflicted. Clearly he wanted the Rogues to help. To stop whatever attack could lead to the deaths of so many innocent civilians. But he knew Snart was right too. The Rogues wouldn't be able to so much as help a kitten out of a tree before they would be shot dead.

"Well, I have to be the one who uses the machine. But I can't…."

"We find the others, and we will find Dillon. She will know what Luthor is up to and will have more information than you could gather by just running around really quickly. Help us, and then you can save your quaint little city."

Kid Flash didn't appreciate Cold's tone. But he went along with the plan anyway.

Not that it was much of a plan. Find the others, use the device to free Mick and Shawna, then kill Scudder and Dillon.

They might have left that last part out for the hero but it was definitely understood amongst the Rogues.

Axel's beacon pinged off of a new cell tower and Kid Flash rushed them all to the location.

The plan was to start searching empty homes and warehouses, find a lead, try to catch the others by surprise.

Suppose it was a bit of a surprise that the literal first house the Flash ran them to ended up being the right one.

Both sets of Rogues just stared at each other.

Roy only had a moment to really look around. Mick was near some kind of tube. It was taller and wider than Mick, had a sort of medical look about it. Like some kind of cryogenic chamber.

Scudder and Shawna were off to the side, while Dillon was hovering near Mick.

"Kid…"

Kid Flash runs towards Mick, attempting to get the pyro first with the device. Unfortunately the two metas best equipped to deal with the speedster were currently on the opposite side. Shawna pulled Mick out of the way before Kid Flash could reach him. And Scudder pulled Dillon into a nearby mirror.

Snart used his powers to freeze a nearby mirror, trying to prevent the number of reflective surfaces that Scudder could attack them from. Axel was aiding in this by throwing what he called Kablooey's at any reflective surface. They were basically ash bombs, with some sort of sticky substance that made removing the black material incredibly difficult.

Shawna reappeared, dropping Mick off behind them. The fire from his gauntlets flew just above Digger and Lisa. Both were able to duck just in time. Roy and Hartley were forced behind a table a few seconds later.

A wood table. Not a great hiding place.

Roy started to turn towards Hartley when the sound of something crashing through the wall forced his attention away.

It was several of Luthor's androids. If Dillon was truly manipulating Luthor, then she could have access to all of his tech. Roy could see the drones hovering just outside through the windows.

Mark started to hurl lightening bolts at the drones outside. Several were able to dodge, but Roy saw a few explode. Mark ducked out through the hole created by the initial wave of robots. Roy could hear the sound of the wind picking up. Mark using his powers to keep any more robots from interfering in the fight happening inside.

Roy pulled a gun, firing ineffectual bullets at the mechanical attackers. Hartley was having better luck, his sound vibrations were literally shaking the robots to pieces.

A small object landed only a few feet from Roy.

A small, spinning object.

Roy grabbed Hartley by the collar and threw them over the side of the table. The top exploded open, sending shrapnel flying into where they had been hiding only seconds before.

"Out of the frying pan…" Roy turned at Mick's shouted words. The flames coming so quickly Roy didn't have time to even consider how irritating it was that the last thing he would ever hear on this earth was a pun.

A wall of ice suddenly formed in between Roy and Hartley, and Mick's fire. Snart was standing only a few feet away. Alternating between trying to reach his former partner and trying to keep from being murdered by Luthor's robots.

Roy saw a glimpse of Lisa using her gun to turn a robot into a statue. Axel diving behind a counter, his long jacket may have been slightly on fire.

Not to mention Scudder and Dillon were attacking from the Mirror Verse every few minutes. Throwing tops, or trying to grab at any of the Rogues they could.

"We have to pull them out of there. Get Dillon."

"Where the hell is Wally?"

Roy hadn't seen the kid since he started chasing after Shawna. Roy knew the kid wouldn't hurt her. Would bring her back to them unharmed. But there was still the knot in his stomach. The not knowing that was causing him to lose focus.

"My powers are useless against the robots."

Whatever Hartley was going to say, whether it would have been helpful, snide, or a combination of both, was cut off by Hartley being suddenly yanked into the Mirror Verse. Roy hadn't even seen what Scudder used to do it.

He saw the hand coming for him out of the corner of his eye, and was saved from the same fate by a boomerang slicing Scudder's arm.

The man retracted back into the Mirror Verse, no doubt waiting for another opportunity to strike.

Digger was standing just behind Roy.

"He's picking us off one by one, already got Mark, Axel, and Lisa. Though Lisa was tussling with Mick at the time so he got pulled in too."

"There's no point to this Cold. You can't defeat me."

"Hate to break it to you Scudder but you're not the one we're after." Cold was still sending blasts of ice at every window and reflective surface.

Scudder appeared in a window, the only one in the room not covered by Snart's ice.

"What do you think is going to happen here Snart? Your ice can't hurt me in here."

"Who said anything about hurting you?"

Snart froze the window Scudder was standing in. Scudder didn't move, certain he was untouchable inside his created universe.

It must have been quite the shock when Kid Flash ran up to the mirror, reached inside, and pulled Scudder out. Scudder hit the ground, rolling a few times from the sudden impact.

Kid Flash had contacted the STAR Labs team, and they had mentioned something about using cold to pull the Flash out of one of Scudder's mirrors when they tangled with him.

Looks like it still worked.

Digger ran over and grabbed Scudder, putting his blade to the man's throat.

Roy barely has the time to even consider that this plan of theirs might actually work when one of Luthor's androids grabbed him from behind. His arms were pinned back, and no amount of struggling was going to help free him.

Digger still has Scudder but now Dillon has stepped into the real world. She has a gun to Snart's head. She has the leader of the Rogues on his knees, Roy can see metal wires wrapped around the man's legs. She must have tossed a top through while they were focused on grabbing Scudder.

"Let him go Harkness, or I blow your precious leader's brains all over this nice carpet. Ah…don't even think about it Baby Flash. You try to save Snart, that android over there will rip Roy to pieces."

As if to accentuate her point, the android pulled on Roy's arms causing a sound of pain to escape him.

"All right stop. Stop!" Dillon smirks at Wally's plea.

The pressure on Roy's arms diminishes slightly. Digger hasn't removed the blade from Scudder's neck.

"Sorry about this mate. Thought we was really developing a rapport, but your little girlie there has been messing with your head. Can't really afford to walk you through it at the moment…"

"Shut up Harkness. I said let him go or…"

Digger ignores Dillon and looks directly at Snart.

"Boss?"

"Kid, use it on Scudder."

"Use what? What the hell are you talking about Snart?" Dillon's angry retort was drowned out by the sound of Kid Flash suddenly running around Scudder. Digger stepped away from the scene, but kept an eye on Dillon and Roy. Looking for any opening.

Scudder was on his knees a second later. Kid Flash stops running, the device in his hands starts to power down.

"Sammy? What the hell did you do to him?"

"Oh don't worry Rosa, Baby Flash here has just cleared your boyfriend's mind a little."

Kid Flash glared at Cold.

"Really dude? Even with a gun to your head, and me being like the literal only thing that could save you, you're going to keep up with the Baby…"

Wally's indignant response to Cold's use of his nickname was cut off by Scudder looking over at Dillon. The utter confidence the man usually portrayed seemed dimmed. There was pain behind his eyes, a look of confusion.

"Rosa?"

She's startled for a second. Just a second. But long enough that Roy can see the fear in her eyes.

"Sam." Her voice is light. Her tone one of relief.

Scudder looks towards the cylinder in the middle of the room. There's a sudden look of panic in his eyes. It sets Roy's teeth on edge.

"This wasn't…this wasn't the plan. I..."

"Sammy, listen to me baby. Look at me…"

"She's manipulating you Scudder. Her powers can do more than make you nauseous…"

"Shut up Snart! Don't listen to him baby. You know how jealous he is of you. The Rogues are ours now we…"

"You said we would turn them over, then we would…"

"Sammy, baby look at me."

Scudder doesn't look directly at Dillon. Instead he turns towards Digger. The mercenary sheathes the boomerang in his hand. A move that confuses Roy slightly. Digger had been the only one to make any sort of connection with Scudder, but it was tenuous at best. And, he had just been holding a blade to the man's throat not thirty seconds ago.

Roy didn't know how he felt about their lives being in the hands of Digger Harkness' diplomacy skills.

"Told you the skirt was messing with your head mate. She's gone and got you all twisted up, but Baby Flash over there just knocked the cobwebs out. Got you seeing straight again. Got a little techno thingy, undoes her powers. Guessing you been going along with what she said, not doubting nothing. Now you're seeing things different."

Scudder, surprisingly, seemed to believe Digger. There was a hint of anger in his eyes when he looked back at Dillon.

Looked in her direction at least. He was avoiding looking directly into her eyes.

"You…you used your powers on me? Why?" There was real pain in the man's voice.

"Because I love you Sam. Because once I realized what I could do, I knew we could have anything we wanted. I was able to manipulate Lex Luthor! He thought he was offering us a deal to get the chip out of Snart's neck. But I was planting paranoia in his mind. I made him believe that he was on the verge of being found out about Evergreen Acres. That's what all of this is about baby. He's going to take the fall for what happens in Central today. The Rogues, the Flash, all of our enemies would be dead in one move. And we would get away scot free. I tried to tell you baby. I tried to tell you we could be so much more than just thieves."

"I…" Scudder grips his head for a moment. "I…said no…"

"You did. You did baby. But it's only because you couldn't see the big picture. You couldn't see what needed to be done, so that we could truly be free. No more hiding, no more running away. We would have everything we ever talked about, everything we ever dreamed. No one would ever mess with us again. I knew I could do this. I knew we could do this. And once you and I had it all, I would…"

"How many times?"

"Sammy?"

"How many times have you manipulated me like this? How many?"

Dillon took an involuntary step back. She seemed shocked by Scudder's anger.

"I did it for us."

"Why…why would you…"

"You'll understand Sammy. Once it's over. You'll understand."

"You're crazy love."

"Shut the hell up Harkness." She keeps her eyes on Digger. "Look at me." Digger keeps his eyes averted. "Look at me or I blow a hole through Snart's head."

"You're going to do that anyway." Snart's voice was calm.

"Of course I am. But even Harkness here has some strange sense of loyalty to you. Look me in the eyes Digger."

Roy wants to run over and grab her by the throat. He feels his own powers starting to build behind his eyes, the rage. He needed to get her to focus on him. If he could catch her eyes maybe he could…no, she would just kill Snart.

But if Scudder were suddenly to be in danger. Roy turned his head to get a better look at Scudder. The man was still standing slightly to Roy's left, his hands gripping his head.

Prolonged exposure to her psionic powers must be giving him a hell of a headache.

Dillon dug the barrel of her gun into Snart's head, Digger reluctantly looked up. Dillon's eyes flash.

"Scudder." Roy shouted at the man. The other meta turned on instinct. The man's eye's flashed red. He let out what sounded like a growl, then he started to run towards Dillon. She was able to dodge his initial attack, but had to remove the gun from Snart's head.

Snart quickly used his powers on a nearby mirror, allowing Kid Flash to grab the trapped Rogues and pull them back into the real world.

Mardon fell out of a mirror and instantly threw a lightening bolt at Dillon.

The bolt flew between Scudder and Dillon, tossing them both to opposite sides. Dillon looked up with a glare.

"Kill all the Rogues!"

Luthor's robots sprung into action. The one holding Roy's arms tightened their grip. Roy was certain he was seconds away from being ripped in half.

Thankfully, Luthor had yet to find a way to make his robots resistant to being coated in gold.

Lisa completely covered the robot holding Roy, then made quick work of the one heading towards Mick.

Mick, in gratitude, tried to set Lisa on fire.

Shit, Mick and Shawna were still under Dillon's influence.

"Axel, Mardon. Clear out the robots." Cold's voice cut through the chaos. Roy saw Mark's annoyance at being ordered away from his main target of Dillon, but still followed Cold's command.

The Rogues were no longer worried about being detected, so Mark was able to finally let his powers run wild.

The tornado he created just outside the building pulled in all of the drones flying outside.

Axel, to his credit, would not be outdone by something as impressive as a tornado.

He dove right into the fight, throwing his sticky bombs and regular bombs with gusto. Laughing and counting off the number of robots he had destroyed.

"Boom! That's four! How many have you got Mardon? Like one?"

The two of them continued their odd game of one-upmanship outside. He could hear them shouting numbers back and forth at each other.

Roy could only image the havoc those two would create now that they were off their leashes. Didn't have to worry about a No Kill rule when dealing with robots.

Roy saw Dillon out of the corner of his eye. The woman was hesitating at the door.

Scudder was surrounded. Unable to reach any of his mirrors, and now Snart had frozen the man's feet to the ground.

Scudder locked eyes with Dillon.

She turned and ran.

The man screamed in frustration.

Mick used his fire to free Scudder's legs. Scudder pulled a gun from his jacket and fired it at the Snart siblings. Both managed to avoid the shots.

Roy decided Scudder had enough rage and switched emotions. He hit Scudder with a strong dose of fear. The man seized up, frozen in place once again. This time, Hartley came up behind him and used his gauntlets to put the man to sleep.

Hartley pulled a cloth bag out of his cloak and put it over Scudder's head. Then tied the man's hands together.

"Roy get Kid Flash to fix Mick and Shawna, we'll get Dillon." Snart shouted the order as he, Lisa, and Digger chased after the rapidly disappearing blond. She didn't have the ability to disappear now that Scudder was out of the picture for the moment, but that didn't mean she wasn't still a danger.

But that just left Roy, Hartley and Kid Flash to deal with Mick and Shawna.

Still very much under Dillon's control, still very, very pissed off.

Roy didn't want to have to use his powers on Shawna, he didn't want to use them on Mick either.

Though that was mainly borne out of the fact that Mick had threatened on numerous occasions to set Roy on fire if he ever used his powers on him for any reason.

Shawna was still disappearing and reappearing all over the warehouse, Kid Flash was chasing her. Only milliseconds from catching her each time.

Leaving Hartley and Roy to deal with Mick.

"Figured you'd fall in with the traitor."

Mick is going to try and set him on fire regardless of what Roy did. Might as well do something to actually warrant it.

Roy tries to keep himself calm as he stares at Mick, the lightest of blues flashes through Mick's eyes.

Roy was prepared for a great many things as a Rogue. Being attacked by robots and clones and other metahumans had, he thought, given him a sort of immunity to being surprised.

He was completely wrong.

Mick looked down at the fire swirling around his hands.

Then proceeded to set himself on fire.

Roy stood in complete shock. He heard Hartley curse, that at least gave Roy some slap of reality. He released Mick from his power. Though the man was still standing transfixed. It was his left leg that was on fire at the moment.

Thankfully Roy knew Mick wore relatively fireproof clothing.

Even more thankfully was that Hartley knew the exact frequency to set his gauntlets, to put the fire out.

And knock Mick to the ground. Unconscious.

"Shit."

Roy didn't know what else to say. He had seen the way Mick looked at the fire encompassing him. Even after Roy's powers weren't influencing him. He looked as though...as though he had always wondered what it would look like. To burn himself to ash.

"Guess Mick wasn't kidding when he said never to use your powers on him."

"I..."

Jesus.

That's why Mick never wanted Roy to use his calming powers on him. Because if Mick didn't care, if nothing really mattered...

Then all that would be left was the fire.

And the fire would win.

He shouldn't have…

"He's not even slightly burned. Fire didn't get through his jeans."

Hartley was avoiding looking at Roy. Focusing solely on Mick.

But he knew what the kid was doing. He was trying to make Roy feel better.

The kid hadn't spoken to him directly since they started working together, outside of necessity. There hadn't been the time. Or maybe there had been. Maybe in between the hours Hartley had been working on the device, or they had been planning out their attack, there could have been time to talk.

Maybe they'd both been avoiding it.

Afraid of what the other would say.

"Hart..."

Kid Flash reappeared with a struggling Shawna in his arms.

"Piper, the device!"

Hartley pulled a second device out of his cloak and tossed it to Kid Flash. He ran around Shawna, repeating what he had done to Mark.

Five seconds felt like an eternity.

The blur that was the speedster left Shawna and circled around Mick.

Roy watched in morbid fascination as Shawna looked up at him.

"Roy?"

Shawna stumbled slightly and Roy moved forward to grab her arm. She was looking at him with confusion in her eyes.

"I…"

Roy didn't get the chance to say anything, didn't get the chance to tell her anything he wanted to say. To ask her if she was all right.

To ask her if she forgave him. He wasn't even sure if he had anything to apologize for. He just wanted to say it.

As many times as was necessary.

The machine that Dillon had set up in the middle of the building was beeping. The strange white cylinder had sat, relatively forgotten during their fighting. There had just been so much else to focus on. Now, the lights on the side were flashing, keeping an odd tempo with the beeping.

There was something inside of the tube. Roy could almost make out a human form.

Mick had regained his feet at some point. Roy didn't dare look the man in the eyes. He was not sure how he was going to apologize to Mick for that. Maybe he would just avoid looking at Mick all together. Forever.

Mick didn't even look in Roy's direction, his eyes focused on the cylinder.

"We gotta go, now."

Kid Flash was standing next to Mick. Still keeping an eye on the pyromaniac. Within arm's reach in case the device hadn't worked. He kept a wary eye on Mick, but turned most of his attention towards the mysterious beeping machine.

"What is that thing?"

"One of Luthor's experiments. He got his hands on Nimbus, back when they snatched everybody up. Put Nimbus' powers in over a dozen people. They froze them inside these pods. Once they're defrosted, their powers will go haywire. Way they're set up, the poison will cover all of Central City."

"We have to stop them! Shut them down or maybe I can…"

Kid Flash tries to touch the pod and is shocked by an electrical force. It knocks him backwards.

"There are fail safes."

"Could have said that a second ago." Hartley helped Kid Flash stand. Mick looked unrepentant.

"Could have."

"How long do we have until it opens?"

As if sensing the inconvenience of the moment, the pod begins to open. Roy watches as the person inside becomes less and less of a person. Their form quickly changing into the all too familiar green gas.

Kid Flash grabs the assembled Rogues, and Scudder, and speeds them out of the building. They stop in the middle of Central City Park.

"Sort of out in the open here Kid."

"Do you know the locations of the other pods? Maybe I can…"

"She had me helping with the trigger system. Had it so they all opened at the same time."

"Damn it. Alright, Hartley and I are going to get to STAR Labs see if the others can't help us track these things, at least minimize the damage. You guys contact the other Rogues, see if Cold has any ideas. If they have Dillon, see if she has a shut down code."

"That all boss?"

Kid Flash rolled his eyes at Mick's sarcastic use of the word boss.

"Keep in contact. And see if you can get Scudder to tell you anything."

They were gone instantly.

Kid Flash had sounded sure of himself, even seemed to have a semi decent plan. But Roy considered himself more of a realist.

"Not going to be enough time for them to find away to stop the poison before it sweeps through the city."

Mick looks over at Shawna.

"Get us out of here."

Shawna is about to teleport them when Lisa's voice suddenly comes through Roy's headset.

"Roy, Baby Flash just told us what happened? Where are you?"

"Central City Park."

"You still have Scudder?"

"Yea…"

"Tell him to open portals in every single window in Central."

"What?"

"Lenny thinks we need to earn a little good will with the locals."

"Don't think he's going to be excited about this." Scudder was lying listlessly on the ground.

"Tell Mick to convince him."

"Got it."

Roy relays the information to Mick and Shawna.

Mick doesn't hesitate, he rips the bag off of Scudder's head, and yanks the man to his feet.

Scudder looks like he's about to say something but Mick punches the man, knocking him back to the ground.

"If it were up to me, you'd be a pile of ash right now."

"I didn't know what Rosa was doing…"

"Guilty by association. Cops have used that on me dozens of times."

The sound of screaming is suddenly all around them. Roy thinks for a moment, that perhaps the Rogues standing in the middle of Central City Park was the cause of such alarm. But then he sees several people running as fast as they can in every direction.

"The poison is starting to spread."

Roy can see the green mist starting to move through the buildings. People tripping over each other, coughing and choking as they try to outrun the mist. It will do them little good, as Roy can now see it coming at them from every direction.

Mick grabs Scudder by the jacket and slams him against the nearest tree.

"Is this what you wanted asshole? Genocide?"

There's a thin line of blood running down Scudder's nose from Mick's punch. His eyes are wild, looking at the rapidly encroaching poison.

"We have to…we have to get out of here."

"No shit! And you're going to be the one to do it."

"What? I mean, of course. I'll…I can get all of us out of here…"

Scudder starts to try to pull away as though he can get to a nearby window in time. Mick holds the man fast in his place.

"You misunderstand Mick. He doesn't just mean the Rogues."

Scudder looks at Roy for a second, the disbelief in his eyes flits momentarily to panic.

"You're crazy. I can't pull the entire city into the mirror verse."

"You're going to do it or…"

"I'm telling you, I can't. Even if I could, the people would have to go into it themselves, I can't yank them all at once."

"You appeared in multiple mirrors…"

"A dozen mirrors and tens of thousands are completely different. And let's say I manage this spectacular feat. Then what? If the strain kills me, you'll all be trapped in there. If it doesn't kill me, then my powers will be maxed out and I'll be just as stuck…"

Mick tightens his grip and shoves Scudder harder against the tree.

"Either you do this or you won't live long to choke on the gas. I'll snap your neck right here."

Scudder is just staring at Mick.

"I can't do this. Get it through your thick skull. I…"

A boomerang embeds itself in the tree right beside Scudder's head.

"Whoops. Sorry about that mate. Me aim's a bit off recently. Easy there Mick, the man is going to help us."

Digger pushes Mick's arms down and throws an arm around Scudder's shoulders.

"Sammy here is going to be more than happy to help us. Isn't that right Sammy?"

Scudder seems unnerved by Digger's sudden friendliness more than he was by Mick's threats.

"I told them I can't…"

"See mate, that's your problem there. You let that pretty little skirt of yours mess your head up and now you don't think you can do anything. I'm betting you got this in you. What do you think Shawna? You think old Sammy here can pull it off?"

"I'm thinking he doesn't have a choice."

"See and that's Shawna saying it! So, best get ready, cause if you miss Snart's signal after I already told him you agreed to do this, well it's both our assess innit?"

The three assembled Rogues glared at Digger. Digger just shrugged.

"What? Figure if he doesn't then we're all dead anyway right? So what's it matter if I stretched the truth a bit?"

Roy rolls his eyes.

It doesn't escape his notice that Digger has yet to let go of the other man, and is currently holding a razor sharp boomerang uncomfortably close to Scudders stomach.

Scudder closes his eyes.

"You're all insane."

"Yea, but it's fun isn't it? Come on then, off you pop."

Digger all but shoves Scudder towards the closest reflective surface. It's a small metal slide.

Scudder puts his hand on the slide. Roy can see the slight movement in the metal, signaling that it is now a portal.

Scudder has his eyes closed, concentrating on what he is doing. Roy can see the way the veins in the man's neck are straining. Roy turns and sees all the metal around them start to shimmer.

Roy reaches up to touch his earpiece when he feels that slight wind that signals the approach of a speedster. He feels a pressure on his back and less than an instant later, he finds himself inside the Mirror Verse again.

Scudder turned all the reflective surfaces in Central into portals and the Flashes were running through the city, pushing everyone in.

Roy could feel the familiar, not ground underneath his feet. He looked up to make sure the other Rogues were still with him when he realized he was still standing in the park.

Except…

He wasn't.

This was clearly the Mirror Verse, but instead of the dark, endless empty space, Roy was standing in Central City Park. The trees, the slide, it was all here. Roy could see all the buildings surrounding the park, the people who had been running and screaming on moments earlier now standing around in confusion.

When Scudder opened every portal, somehow he managed to recreate Central City itself within the Mirror Verse.

If it wasn't for the fact that everything here seemed so dull, Roy might think it was still Central City. But there was still that oddness to the place, a sense of unreality you could only feel in the Mirror Verse. It looked real, but it never felt real. There was no substance to anything around you.

Just pale reflections of a world just out of your reach.

"Can't believe the asshole actually did it." Mick reached a hand out and touched the metal slide. Roy could hear the strange metallic ding as Mick tapped his hand against it.

"You think he's dead?"

Roy looked down at Digger's feet. Scudder was lying on the ground, there was a fair amount of blood flowing out of the man's nose and ears.

Maybe even a little out of his eyes.

They're closed. Roy can't really tell if the man is breathing.

"He had better not be, I don't plan to live in this pale reflection forever."

Roy turned at Snart's voice.

Cold and Mardon were heading for them.

"How'd you know where we were?"

"Scudder managed to recreate the entire city. Everything is here. Figured you were still in the park since that's where Lisa said you were. Dillon managed to slip away, but she has to be here somewhere as well. The whole city is milling about, figured it was time for us to regroup before…"

"Don't move!"

The sirens sounded like a strange reverberation instead of the normal high pitched whine. Dozens of cops were pouring out of every alleyway. The Rogues suddenly found themselves completely surrounded.

"Now, now gentlemen, let's all just calm down before…"

A cop fires, the bullet hits a tree just inches from Cold's head.

"Well. That felt a little personal."

"Hold your fire! I said hold it!"

Roy recognizes the cop that starts walking towards them. It was that Captain that had tackled him off the stage at Jesse's ambush.

"Whatever you've done Cold you need to..."

"What I've done Captain Signh, is saved the lives of every single person in this city. See, right now, that poison gas is filtering through every single home, hospital, school, and police station in the city. If we hadn't pulled you and your little merry band of idiots into the Mirror Verse, you'd all be dead."

"Why would you do that? Save us? What's in it for you?"

"Besides not coughing up all my liquefied organs? Let's just say the Rogues are tired of being blamed for every single attack. Since the police have ignored all of our attempts to prove our innocence, we thought you might be more amenable to listening…"

"Saving us now, doesn't change the people you killed in Metropolis. Not to mention you could be responsible for this attack as well. The Rogues are always nearby when…"

"It's like I'm talking to myself. Am I talking to myself Mick? Can they not hear me?"

"Talking to a cop. Same as talking to yourself."

Roy smiled a little. Cold gave a full on smirk. It was the first time since everything that he and Mick had interacted without one of them on the ground and bleeding.

Taunting cops together.

That's the way it's supposed to be.

"Listen Snart…"

"No, you listen Captain. The Rogues just saved your lives and as soon as the poison clears and Sam here decides to wake up from his little nap. We will throw everyone back out where they belong. But until then, I suggest you keep your men away. Because if anything happens to us. None of you will ever leave here."

Shawna takes Snart's cue and teleports them all away.

Roy will forever be envious of how Snart manages to plan it so that he always gets the last word.

They're inside the reflection of one of their old safe houses.

It looks exactly like Roy remembers it, impressive considering the Rogues haven't been here in over a year.

"How's Scudder?"

"Pretty sure he's still alive."

Shawna bends down to check on the still unconscious meta.

"He's breathing and he's got a pulse. Don't know how long it will take him to recover enough so we can get out of here."

"Well I'm in no hurry to get back out there." Digger flopped down into a nearby chair. Wincing slightly when he pulled his still healing chest wound. Shawna rolled her eyes at him.

"You idiot, we will die in here after a few days. Nothing in here is real. Which means no food, and no water."

Snart bent down beside Scudder and slapped him across the face. The man didn't so much as twitch.

"Well. I guess he isn't faking it."

"Your bedside manner leaves something to be desired brother dear."

Lisa and Axel come striding in, both looking a bit disappointed. Roy assumed it had something to do with the fact that they didn't manage to capture Dillon.

Roy can't really say he cares too much at the moment. The Rogues are finally all back together. Roy thinks this might be the most relaxed he's felt in months.

"He's lucky I don't kill him right now for all of this."

"Now, now the poor man was just a pawn. You saw the way Dillon was playing him. Same way she played us."

Roy rubbed the back of his neck. The aftereffects of what Dillon had done to the Rogues had yet to be discussed.

It seems like they all realized it at the same time.

They should say something about it. About the attacks, the anger, the infighting. Deep seated pains brought to the surface, used to twist and claw at them. How the Rogues almost tore each other apart.

Mick snorts, breaking the silence. He looks over at Snart.

"You still punch like shit."

Snart smirks.

"What can I say, pugilism was never one of my many talents."

"Not as bad as Mardon trying to knock me head off with one of the weakest right hooks I've ever seen."

"You had stabbed me with a boomerang! Next time, I'll be ready and I'll hit you with everything I've got."

"Ohh, I'm shaking in my boots mate."

Roy feels himself relax. He sits down on the couch while Mardon and Digger bicker. The familiarity of the sound more comforting than it should be. Probably more so than any normal person should find the sound of grown men threatening to kill one another in increasingly elaborate and graphic ways.

Shawna sits down beside him.

She doesn't say anything. Doesn't move into his space. Doesn't drape an arm around his shoulders or rest her feet on his legs. She's keeping a distance between them that Roy notices immediately. Giving him the personal space he always wants.

He hates it.

Roy reaches over and puts his hand on top of hers.

She scoots over until her side is pressed against his. She leans her head onto his shoulders. Roy keeps his hand firmly locked with hers.

The Rogues were never particularly good at saying the things they needed to say. About getting it all out with their words.

Hell, most of his life, Roy had relied entirely on his painting in order to express what he felt. In order to interact with a world that didn't seem to understand what he was trying to say.

Or simply didn't care.

He never thought he'd find the kind of people that would understand without having to say anything.

They stay at the safe house for a few hours. Axel finds a radio and gets it working. There's a broadcast. Sounds like the Flash and his buddies have put something together to try and keep people calm.

"…are safe. Do not panic. Do not attempt to break mirrors. This will not get you back into the real world. We are working on a way to get everyone back out, but until then, please stay where you are. We will broadcast the plan as soon as…"

"Think they'll figure out a way to get us out of here?"

"Hopefully, just in case Scudder doesn't wake up."

"What are we going to do with him?"

"If he gets us out of here, then I'm willing to entertain the idea of letting him live."

"Really? "

"The past is the past sis. If he can let it…"

"OMG. Wait, wait. Please. Just give me like two point five seconds."

Axel pulls out his phone and points it at the Snart siblings.

"Ok, can you start over and then finish that sentence."

"Axel."

"Come on dude! I know you were just about to quote some Frozen stuff. Do you have any idea how many hits I would get if I had a video of Captain Cold saying let it go? Actually can you like, sort of sing just…"

"Axel!"

"What I'm telling you man we…"

"Axel. Sweetie. Put the phone away or you're going to find it stuck somewhere very uncomfortable."

Axel frowns, more at the mental image than the actual threat.

"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine."

Axel gives what can only be described as a pout, then puts his phone back into his pocket.

"Spoilsports. Never let me have any fun."

A low moan from the ground stops the interplay between Axel and Lisa.

Lisa wanders over and bends down beside Scudder on the ground.

The man is attempting to open his eyes. He looks pale, not helped by the fact that they hadn't bothered to clean any of the blood off of his face.

None of them had been willing to do anything to help the man.

"Wake up Sammy."

"Wha…"

"Open your eyes. That's it. Just a little more."

Scudder slowly opens his eyes. He blinks owlishly at Lisa. Scudder tries to move his head, only to realize he is surrounded by Rogues.

"I did…I did what…"

"You did. Such a good boy. You saved all of Central City. It's a good first step in keeping yourself alive. Whether or not you live past this moment is going to depend on a few things."

"Such as?"

Scudder was a little more alert now. He brought a hand up to his face and rubbed at the dried blood. He pulled his fingers back and seemed incredibly annoyed at the dirt and blood mixed together. He started to pull at his tie.

Lisa rolls her eyes.

"Listen Sam. I understand you have a bit of a thing about looking your best. So here's what I'm willing to do. Answer a few questions and I'll get you a nice damp cloth to wipe yourself off with."

"I'm not a child. You don't have to…"

Lisa pulls her gun in an instant. The tip of it pressed against his chin.

"Listen here sweetheart. Normally, I would have killed you by now. Trying to kill my brother, turning the Rogues against each other, making me ruin a perfectly good outfit with robot oil and blood. But seeing as there are extenuating circumstances, I'm willing to let you keep breathing. So if you want to keep that pretty face of yours I suggest you answer my questions."

Scudder's eyes were locked onto Lisa's. No doubt the man could see the seriousness in her eyes.

"I told them. I don't know anything about Luthor's plan or what Rosa did to him. I didn't…I didn't know she could do that. She…"

"We've all got a shitty ex somewhere in our pasts. Remind me to tell you about this boy named Blaine one day. Now, it's rude to talk about your girl to another lady so how about we just chat about the things I'm interested in."

Roy wondered about the type of man that would be able to keep up with Lisa Snart. He can't imagine there are many in the world.

"Your powers. Can you still access them?"

Scudder attempts to push himself to his feet. But Lisa keeps him in place by not moving the gun from where she has it lodged against his neck.

"You don't have to stand to talk. You just lay right there and do as you're told."

"More interrogating, less flirting sis."

"Aw Lenny. Haven't you heard of mixing business with pleasure?"

Cold gives her a glare. Lisa blows him a kiss and turns back to Scudder.

"This is why I never bring a chaperone on a date. Never let you have any real fun."

"I…I need to touch a reflective surface, see if…"

Lisa pulled off her watch and tossed it to him. Then she grabbed onto his tie and pulled on it firmly.

"Don't get any ideas about trying to slip away now. It'd be rude to run out on a girl."

Scudder puts a hand on the face of the watch. He closes his eyes. Roy can see fresh blood start to come out of the man's nose.

Scudder makes a pained noise then falls backwards. His head hits the ground and he lays there with his eyes closed taking deep pained breaths.

"I'm going to take that as a no."

Lisa releases Scudder's tie and stands up.

"Looks like we are going to have to find another way out of here."

"Hm. Rathaway." Snart touched his earpiece, attempting to contact Hartley and Kid Flash, see if they had made any progress on how to get out of the Mirror Verse.

Hartley's annoyed voice came over the coms less than a second after Snart spoke.

"Finally! We have been trying to reach you idiots for hours. Did you have your coms turned off? Or were you just ignoring us? You know what, don't answer that."

"Any word on the poison gas?"

"Caitlin and I have determined that the gas should be completely gone from the city within the hour. The metas, no matter how much Luthor messed with them, can't stay in the gaseous state for extended periods of time. They should either have maxed out their powers or be dead from overexertion by now. What? It's not morbid, it's the truth."

Roy could hear faint arguing in the background. No doubt the rest of Team Flash wanting to know what the Rogues were saying.

"Scudder's maxed out, he can't reopen the portals to let us all back out."

"I assumed as much. What about your powers? Do you think you could manage some subzero temperatures?"

"I could. Though I doubt I could do it over the entire city."

"You won't need to, we have a radio signal and have been in constant contact with the police department. We are going to have people come into groups around the city, extraction points. You will need to freeze approximately…17 different locations. Once they reach the required temperature, the Flashes will start zipping everyone through and we can leave this nightmare world behind us."

"Mardon can help, he might not be able to produce the same temperatures, but he could use his powers to widen the effects of mine."

"Hm. An absolute zero windstorm could effectively freeze a wider range and then we wouldn't only need…9 locations. Alright. We will send you the details…"

"Not doing anything until we get some assurances from the cops."

"What? They won't…"

"One of them tried to shoot me less than two hours ago."

"Fine. I'll get an agreement, in writing, since I know what a stickler you are and we will get on with saving the entire city. Unless you have a better idea? No? I didn't think so. Leave your coms on this time."

Hartley's voice cut off. Snart relayed the details of the plan to the members of the Rogues who didn't have their coms.

Mick looked over at Snart.

"Gonna be exposed. Don't know what will happen once we get back out in the real world."

"No we don't, which is why I want you, Lisa, Shawna, and Axel to go with Team Flash. You three are going to be the first people back through the mirrors. Once in the real world, don't say anything, just teleport away. Get to the safe house on LaMonte. Should still be intact. If you don't hear anything from us within the day…"

"Know the drill at this point boss."

Snart smirked.

"I know."

There was a quiet moment between the two partners. One, Roy almost felt awkward in witnessing. Axel, on the other hand, felt no such shame.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Axel was chanting and pumping his fist in the air. Mardon smacked the kid on the back of the head.

Snart simply ignored the young Rogues' antics.

"Alright, Mardon and I will be focused on freezing the mirrors and have to physically go to each extraction point. Digger, you will keep an eye on Scudder. Roy, I need you ready in case the cops decide to do anything stupid. Hit them with all the fear and panic you've got."

"Not that hard to access any more."

"The three of you will go to the last point, once Mardon and I show up, we will regroup and then head out together. We will let the rest of you know when we are back and Shawna can come and retrieve us."

Captain Cold looked all the assembled Rogues. Back on the same page. Ready to fight whoever they had to to keep each other safe.

He didn't need to say anything. They all felt it.

They were ready for anything.

They split into their teams. Roy found himself having difficulty letting go of Shawna's hand at first. She had smiled and given him a kiss on the cheek.

"See you on the other side Raider."

Then they were gone.

Snart and Mardon headed to the first extraction point as well, while Digger, Roy and Scudder headed to the last one. They hid in a nearby building, watching as thousands of nervous people stood around in the street.

It wasn't long before Snart and Mardon made an appearance. The nervous people looked even more so at the presence of the Rogues. Roy watched from the window as Kid Flash started running all of the people through the frozen side of the large glass building. Roy thought it was a bank or something.

Hartley was there as well. Helping to keep people calm with his music.

Eventually it was just Kid Flash, Hartley, Cold, and Mardon. Digger gave Roy a nod, and they proceeded out of the building to join the others.

"Alright, time to out of this place. Mardon…"

Mark nodded and walked through the glass.

Cold turned to Digger, the mercenary had a strong grip on Scudder. He was about to march the man through the glass when something landed right next to him.

"A top!" Kid Flash ran forward, he managed to pick the top off the ground and get it away from Scudder, Digger, and Cold. But he didn't have time to disarm it. A strong electric current wrapped around the speedster, knocking him to the ground. Roy was the closest and ran over to Kid Flash.

The kid was still conscious, though he looked a little out of it.

"Sam!"

Roy had to give Dillon this much, she was persistent.

The woman had a gun to Hartley's head. Cold was glaring at the petite blond.

"Dillon..."

"Shut up Snart. Sammy, come over here baby. We can leave them in the Mirror Verse to die. Start over..."

"How can I trust you, after how you manipulated me?"

"For your own good. I know how stubborn you can be baby. You know how stubborn you can be. You have to trust me, it was all for us. For both of us. Getting Luthor out of the way, the Rogues, it would have put us in charge. We would have run the whole world."

Roy can see Scudder wavering. He clearly still loved Dillon, that much hadn't been manipulation. Hell, Roy was convinced Rosa actually did love Scudder. In her own twisted way. Everything she had done, she had done for the both of them.

Cold grabbed the back of Scudder's jacket. Halting the man's forward momentum.

"What a touching reunion. However, we aren't staying long. Let Rathaway go, and let us leave, or I'll freeze his pretty face off."

"Let him go or I'll kill Rathaway."

"You really picked the wrong hostage here."

"Shut up."

Hartley looked more inconvenienced by his damsel status than afraid. It made Roy smile. Kid Flash shifted, up onto his knees, his feet almost underneath him.

"Sorry Dillon, but I don't negotiate with people who have no intention of keeping their end of the bargain."

Before Roy's eyes could really process what had happened, Hartley was standing next to him. There was a blur of movement around Dillon. Kid Flash was using the device on her.

He stops suddenly and Dillon falls over.

Kid Flash looks over at them, stumbling slightly. Though Hartley gets an arm over the kid's shoulders, helping steady the wounded speedster.

"Let's get the hell out of here."

Scudder kept his eyes on Dillon the entire time. Pulling against Digger in an attempt to get closer to her. Snart moved towards Dillon, but Kid Flash stepped in front of him.

"I got her." The kid didn't look like he could stand on his own, let alone fight Captain Cold. But Snart just smirked and stepped aside.

"By all means."

Roy found his hatred of the Mirror Verse grew with every trip there. Hopefully that would be their last foray into that wretched place.

Mardon was glaring at them when they finally appeared.

"What took you assholes so long?"

"We come bearing gifts."

Cold moved so that Mardon could see as Kid Flash all but dragged Dillon through the reflective surface. Snart put a quick hand on Mardon's chest.

"Not yet. Head to the top of the building, make sure none of Luthor's drones are coming in for an ambush."

Mardon glared, but did as he was told. He gave Dillon one last look then flew to the top of the nearby building.

"Now." Kid Flash was breathing heavily. "You have a lot to answer..." The kid stopped abruptly, the look on his face was...confusion. No, it was something else.

Guilt.

Scudder ripped himself away from Digger's grasp.

"Rosa!" Scudder ran over to the woman now lying prostrate on the ground. He cradled her head in his arms. Brushed her hair away from her face.

Roy can see…there's…something wrong with her eyes.

"Come on baby. Answer me."

She's mumbling. Indistinct words. Words that only mean something to her.

"What the hell did you do to her?" Scudder is glaring at Wally.

The kid looks horrified.

"I didn't…it wasn't supposed to…"

"Come on Rosa baby. It's going to be alright. You and me. That's the way it always is. You and me. Just wake up baby. Just wake up." The woman doesn't respond to anything Scudder says.

Roy doubted she was aware of anything happening around her.

Scudder lifts Dillon off the ground. Carrying her in his arms. She looks so small compared to him.

Scudder turns his gaze towards Kid Flash.

"You'll pay for this."

Scudder lifted an arm, his hand outstretched. Roy looked over and saw Wally attempting to move. Somehow Scudder was keeping the speedster in place. Scudder was only inches from the closest window.

"Stop him!"

Roy sees Digger pull a boomerang at Cold's command. He throws it at Scudder.

And misses.

Scudder is gone through a nearby mirror within an instant. He takes Dillon with him.

"Damn it." Cold is glaring at Digger.

Digger just shrugs.

"Sorry bossman. Aim's been off."

Cold doesn't look like he believes Digger. Roy's not even sure he believes him. But there's nothing to do now.

"Why…why did that happen to her? It…"

Hartley puts a hand on the kid's shoulder.

"We calculated it for the real world. Doing it in the Mirror Verse, must have had unintended consequences. There was no way we could have predicted that would happen."

Wally doesn't look in any way comforted by this.

"I…"

"Don't beat yourself up about it kid. Dillon made her choices. She's lucky you got to her before I did."

Cold would have frozen her and shattered her to a million pieces if he had the chance.

"Death or insanity. Those couldn't have been the only two ways to deal with her."

"Well, maybe Scudder will find a way to bring her back around. Maybe he's got a medical degree we don't know about." Hartley's attempts at cheering up Wally were slightly undercut by his clear lack of experience with comforting people.

"Yea…I…there's a lot of scared people. I gotta go."

The kid disappears instantly.

Leaving the assembled Rogues standing there. Hartley is looking at Cold. Cold looks back, his face unreadable.

"Looks like you've found yourself a new team."

Hartley takes a step towards Cold.

The kid sticks out his hand.

"I'd say stay out of trouble, but…"

Cold smiles. He takes Hartley's hand and shakes it.

"I'd tell you to stay out of our way but…"

Hartley smiles in return.

Cold turns and walks away.

Digger slaps Hartley on the shoulder, Hartley glares at the mercenary. It only makes Digger smile wider.

Suddenly it is just Roy and Hartley standing there. It was always in the quiet moments when things seemed to fall apart with the Rogues. Working together to stop Dillon and Luthor was one thing. Now that that was over…

"I brought Cisco."

Roy turned abruptly. He didn't see the engineer anywhere.

"What?"

"At STAR Labs, when you texted me to meet with you. You were going to tell me that Cold might be alive. But I brought Cisco. At first I thought that you didn't tell me then because you wanted to punish me for choosing them. Because I was leaving the Rogues. But now I don't believe that is it. However I can't figure out why."

Roy sighed.

"Piper..."

"No. Whatever your reasons. You are going to tell me. I won't have Digger Harkness knowing something I don't. It goes against the very laws of the universe."

Roy smiled slightly at that.

"You wanted out."

Hartley raised an eyebrow.

"I...suppose I did. That doesn't explain why you..."

"You were already feeling guilty for Cold's death. If I told you he was still alive...you would have come back to the Rogues. Would have stayed, even if you didn't want to. You never would have left again."

Hartley's face was unreadable. Roy figures that will be the end of it. Hartley's a genius, he might come to some other conclusion. Might think that Roy is saying that now, just to get Hartley to take it easy on them from now on.

"Did you Harry and the Hendersons' me?"

Roy looked at him.

"What?"

"It was this movie from the 90s, a family finds a sasquatch and..."

"I did you get a concussion in the Mirror Verse? Are you having a stroke?"

"...And, the sasquatch wants to stay with the family, but the government is trying to get it. So they release him back into the woods, but he doesn't want to leave. So the dad basically yells at Harry to leave, that they don't want him there anymore, because they know the sasquatch will be better off in the woods."

Roy stared in silence for a moment.

"How long have you been hanging out with Cisco that you are already making these kinds of references? There isn't some obscure English literature you could have quoted at me instead?"

Hartley laughed slightly.

"Screw you. I loved that movie as a kid."

There was silence for a moment.

"Heroes and thieves can't be friends Hartley."

"Says who?"

"The police, primarily, I would think."

"Roy...if the Rogues rob a bank or steal an exhibit from the Central Museum, then I am going to do everything in my power to stop you. And let's face it, I will be able to catch you..."

"I think we have a better track record than Team Flash."

"My point is...if you aren't robbing banks, and you aren't in prison...I don't see why anyone needs to know about us hanging out."

"Kid...first thing they tell you when you get out is to avoid your old friends, get rid of old habits. Avoid the people who got you thrown in prison in the first place."

"The Rogues weren't the reason I became the Pied Piper. Harrison Wells, one of the so-called good guys, was. The Rogues kept me sane after all that...they were a family when I needed one the most."

Roy looked at Hartley. The kid meant it. Sincerity wasn't something Hartley expressed often, but there was no doubting it when he did.

Maybe they couldn't ever go back.

Maybe nothing would ever be the same.

Didn't mean they couldn't figure out a new way forward.

Roy smirks.

"I suppose it's a good thing you got out of the Rogues now...before the others found out about your terrible taste in movies. They would have been merciless."

"How dare you. You've never even seen it!"

Roy took a tentative step forward. Intent on at least shaking Piper's hand. Hartley surprised him by turning the handshake into a hug.

Roy felt himself smile.

"Definitely hanging out with the heroes too long." But Roy didn't make any move to pull away.

After a few moments, Hartley stepped back.

"Watch their backs Roy. Those idiots would be dead a hundred times over without us. Especially Digger."

"I am aware of that."

Roy didn't know how all of this was going to go. The cops might have been willing to trust them when they were trapped in the Mirror Verse, but they were in the real world again. How long before the manhunt was back on? Then there was Luthor. If he was still under Dillon's influence there was no telling what he might do next.

Still.

Roy couldn't help but feel…optimistic about what came next. A sensation he was completely unfamiliar with. And clearly had no basis in reality or in the context of their history.

But, despite what had been and what would come next, the Rogues were still kicking. Still breathing.

And as long as they were breathing.

They would be fighting.