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It was a disheartening drive back to her house. Felicity had hoped that she would have a certain blonde assassin to keep her company. Unfortunately, her only passenger was her thoughts: and they weren't exactly welcoming. She couldn't even gather the energy to call Sin. The girl had such a high opinion of Felicity and thought for sure that she could bring her home. Besides, if she was going to disappointment her, she'd much rather do it in person than over the phone.

When Felicity arrived at her home, Sin nearly ripped the door off its hinges when she opened it, beyond excited to see Sara. Her big, goofy smile died out when she saw that Felicity was alone. Felicity plopped on the couch without a word and covered her face in her hands.

Sin sat gingerly next her. Her own mind was racing. Sara was strong and completely fearless from what Sin had seen. Nothing had spooked the Canary. Whatever, whoever was about ready to bring hell upon to the city must be incredibly bad if they could send a vigilante packing. Especially out of the blue.

"Goddammit! What's wrong with me? I should have been able to bring her back!" Felicity yelled. More to herself than to anyone.

"Hey. Felicity. Cool it." Sin said in an attempt to calm the woman down.

The woman stopped her ramble which had somehow gotten to the topic of froot loops…how?). "Sorry it's just Sara comes back from the dead after six years, reconnects with her family and friends. Makes a positive impact in this city. Becomes a part of our team. Hell, I even took a bullet for her. Because she's my best friend and I l-" Felicity cut her own self off this time. She got dangerously, dangerously close to saying the l word.

No. She can't feel that way for Sara. She loves her like a friend and like a sister, but she doesn't love her like that. She can't. At least not with Slade breathing down their necks every second and terrorizing all of them 24/7. If Slade somehow got a hold of the information of her feelings for Sara, it could put both of them in even more fatal danger. And Sara had suffered enough.

Sin, ever full of surprises, heard what Felicity hadn't said. "You care a lot about Sara. A lot. And I can tell it goes beyond basic friendship." Felicity shifted in her seat. Sin continued. "Trust me, Sara feels the exact same way. So can you please stop dancing around this and please tell each other how you feel. Because, damn. You guys would make a hell of a cute couple." Sin smiled wistfully at the last sentence, as if imagining them doing something cute couple-ly.

Felicity, wide-eyed and gaping mouthed, stared at Sin. When all Felicity could do for a few minutes was blink and stare, Sin said (with a huge amount of sass) "Oh, please. Discreet isn't in your vocabulary. Both of you have huge heart eyes for each other."

She knew Sin was right. The girl was observant and no doubt had plenty of life experiences, the combination made her wise beyond her years. Lately, Felicity thought of how Sin was to Sara as Diggle was to Oliver: a loyal, wise friend who kept the other grounded, but also gave them a push towards their romantic life every once in a while. It was endearing and lately a tiny bit annoying.

"You're right. I do… care a lot for her. But I can't tell her right now."

"And why not?"

Felicity pinched her nose with her thumb and index finger. She didn't know how much Sin knew, if anything, about Slade. So she had to figure out how to tell her without giving too much away. Because that would risk outing Oliver's identity. The Arrow Cave was crowded enough.

"A man from the Arrow's past is out to get revenge on him. To get that revenge, he wants to make him suffer. He knows that the Arrow loves the city and is always fighting to protect it. So, he wants to burn the city, figuratively speaking. This man has created an army of super-soldiers, injected with a substance called 'Mirakuru'. It's Japanese for miracle and gives them super strength and advanced healing. I have friends working to make a cure so we can stop them. But it's going to be very dangerous and people could die. Innocent people. We all need to keep our heads in the game. If I tell Sara what I feel, it could distract her. Or the man could use her against me." Felicity explained. She looked at Sin, whose face was unreadable. She looked confused and scared and like she was ready for a fight.

"Sin, I don't want you to get hurt. Sara won't want you to get hurt. So I want you to hole up here. This place is going to be far from the crossfire. I know that Sara has been training you to fight, but even Sara and the Arrow will struggle against this man. So I want you to stay clear from them."

Sin nodded in understanding. She knew she could argue with the point that Roy was a part of the vigilante team, however she knew that was only because he was injected with that stuff that made him really strong. Besides other than basic hand to hand, she knew nearly nothing. If this man was dangerous enough to make Sara run scared and put fear into the Arrow, then she would be only a level above completely useless.

"Okay. I'll hole up here. You and all your super friends will use this cure to stop this crazy guy and his henchmen. Once all is said and done and the day has been saved, you and Sara will finally requite your love because you've dragged it out long enough."

Felicity was somewhat getting use to Sin and Sin-ness. So she only mildly gaped at her this time. "Sin I can't. Okay. I just can't."

"Why not? You love her. She loves you."

God. The way Sin said it; she made it sound so simple. So easy. But goddammit, this was the farthest thing from easy and simple.

"Because…. Because… Sara is the most damaged person I've ever met. Even more than O- The Arrow. She already has a sexy assassin chasing after her and Sara has personally told me that she is a lost soul. That's why. Okay?" Felicity said, exasperated.

"You found her. In these last few months since she met you I have seen a bounce in her step and she's smiling more and she laughs. Fuck everything else, Felicity because you found her."

They were both quiet. Sin was almost half her age but she was so wise. So knowledgeable. And like John, she knew what to say and when, while still being honest about the situation.

Felicity's phone buzzed, breaking their silence. Sin asked her if it was Sara. Both were desperately hoping it was. However, it was John's face that lit up the screen. She could barely believe the text she just received from him. It felt as if her insides just leaped into her stomach.

"I have to go. Now." Felicity said, jumping up from her seat.

When she got up, Sin asked where she was going. "Sara has her hideout. The Arrow has his. Just, please. Stay here. There's food in the fridge and the TV is yours. Call if you anything from Sara and I'll do the same."

Nanda Parbat was just as beautiful as she remembered. Sara recalled the days where she and Nyssa would sit on rooftops after training and make up stories about the people below. Those were the times Sara believed, even for a moment, that she could live her life like that. As a member of the League, carrying out their orders without question or hesitation. Then come back to Nyssa.

Things were different now. Much different.

She knew the ways into the headquarters of the League like the back of her hand after five years here. An how to creep in to Nyssa's bedroom.

The woman was sleeping with her back to her. The moonlight illuminated her just enough to where Sara could tell she was wearing a tank top and her hand was under her pillow, no doubt clutching the dagger she kept there. Cautiously, Sara took a few steps forward.

She wasn't sure if Nyssa was awake and aware of her presence yet or if she actually was asleep.

Her answer came when Nyssa sighed deeply and said barely loud enough to hear: "I was wondering when you'd come home."

She got out of bed, her lower half clad only in a pair of boy-shorts. "This is not my home Nyssa. Not anymore."

Nyssa shook her head in either denial or happiness that Sara was in front of her. It took less than a heartbeat for Nyssa to be inches from her, playing with Sara's fingers before eventually intertwining them with her own. For some reason, Sara felt all wrong.

Nyssa's lips ghosted Sara's ear and she whispered, "What brings you back my love?" Her tone suggested she already knew the answer. Her lips moved to phantom kiss Sara's neck, which Nyssa knew gave Sara delicious chills.

"Slade Wilson. He's threatening Starling with super soldiers. I need your help to bring him down."

Nyssa went rigid. "You know what that means. To call in a favor like that, you would have to repay the League. My father will not be kind with the conditions."

"I know Nyssa. I know. But I can't let Slade win."

The other woman smiled and tucked Sara's hair behind her ear, letting her fingers trace the line of her jaw and the curve of her lips. Sara's jaw muscles clenched tightly at the action. None of this felt like it normally did. Normally, even in the most chaotic of settings, Nyssa felt warm and right. Now she felt cold and wrong.

"What's troubling you?"

"Other than a psychopathic killer rampaging my city? Nothing."

"You're a horrible liar." Nyssa replied. She didn't sound angry or jealous. Just relieved that Sara was back in her arms. Sara almost wished she could feel the same way.