I had returned to the DEO with the rest of my family (it felt weird to call them that, seeing as my Sara had died over four years ago and I hadn't had that great a relationship with either of my parents since), but left for work not long after one of the Legends- Zari, I later remembered- called Sara and Ava out for their use of their time together.

I was working on a case in my office the next day when I got a call on my personal phone from an unknown number. "Dinah Merlyn, how can I help you?"

I asked immediately.

"Hey, it's Sara," the familiar voice on the other end said. "Dinah Merlyn's your fake name, right?"

"Yeah, it is," I sighed, leaning back in my chair. "How'd you get my number?"

"Kara gave it to me," she replied. "But that's not why I called. Ava and I had some free time and we were wondering if you wanted to go to lunch with Mom and Dad and the two of us. I remember that my Laurel would get so engrossed in a case that she'd forget to eat. I'm not sure if you're the same way but I thought I'd ask anyway."

"Yeah, that tends to happen," I admitted. "Where should I meet you?"

"Noonan's, unless you have a better idea. 12:30."

I looked at the clock and balked. "That's fifteen minutes from now!"

"I realize that," Sara said. I could hear the smirk in her voice. "So drop whatever it is you're doing and get down here!"

I hung up and shook my head, chuckling. I couldn't believe just how similar the Sara I had met just two days ago was to the one I had known and loved.

I grabbed my purse and hurried out of my office, leaving a short note for my assistant, Joanna, to explain my sudden departure.

I quite literally ran the five blocks to Noonan's and arrived with about thirty seconds to spare, only to realize that while Sara and Ava were sitting in a booth laughing at me, our parents nowhere to be seen.

"The hell?!" I whisper- shouted at the two of them, stalking over. "You said to get here as soon as I could! I assumed that that meant Mom and Dad were already here!"

"I'm sorry, Laurel," Ava apologized as she settled down. "I tried to stop her but she's just too stubborn."

"I don't know why I'm surprised," I exclaimed, dropping into a chair across from the two. "My Sara did the exact same thing way too often."

"Mom and Dad'll be here soon… ish," Sara told us, looking at her phone, then added cheekily; "I told them one."

"Oh. My. God!" I exclaimed yet again. "Why would you summon me half an hour early? I have a job!"

"Well, there was actually a good reason for that," Sara told me. "But the opportunity to make you freak out was just too good to pass up."

"Okay, so, the desire to torment your sister aside, what did you need me early for?"

"We wanted to talk to you about a few things," Ava started nervously. "And as of right now, Sara and I are the only two people who know one of them. There were two other people at one point, but we wiped their memories because they're terrible liars who bend under pressure way too easily."

She stopped and took a long, shuddering breath, scooting herself closer to Sara. My sister immediately wrapped her arm around her girlfriend and asked in a hushed tone, "Do you want me to tell her?"

Ava, who I'm fairly certain was on the verge of tears, nodded her head.

Sara sucked in a breath that matched the one her girlfriend had taken a few minutes earlier before launching into the story that the woman she loved had for some yet unknown reason been unable to tell.

"Really, it all started in Memphis, Tennessee, 1954," Sara began. "Or rather, what happened during a mission there.

"We got an alert about an anachronism, and soon discovered that that was the source. Turned out, Elvis Presley's guitar was a bit more magical than most people believed. I mean that literally because somehow the Death Totem- one of the six lost totems of Zambesi- and through his music, he was accidentally using it to raise the dead."

"Hold on a moment-" I interrupted. "Did you say he was raising the dead?"

"I did," Sara replied, as if my question was one that she was somehow used to answering. "It's not the weirdest thing we've come across. Amaya being able to talk to dinosaurs and Nate being able to turn his skin to steel and Ray being able to shrink to down to the size of an atom or grow to easily two hundred feet don't even make the list either. We've seen a lot of weird."

"Okay, then," I leaned back in my chair, unsure of whether to be impressed or concerned.

"Anyways," she continued. "We were able to get the Death Totem from Elvis, and we put it in a locked box on the Waverider, put the box in a cabinet, then didn't really think twice about it. That… that was a mistake." Ava nodded in affirmation, tightening her hold on her almost visibly trembling girlfriend.

"I started having these dreams," Sara proceeded after a moment. "I kept seeing this little girl. I killed her father back when I was with the League of Assassins after the Gambit sank. She kept reminding me of everyone I had ever murdered. Not long after, I started hearing this incessant ringing in my ears, and I eventually followed it to its source- the Death Totem. I unlocked the box it was in, and the ringing stopped. But then I heard a voice. My own voice. I looked around, and saw myself- or rather, myself wearing the original Canary suit- the one from my time with the League. She told me that she was me right after I died. She convinced me to pick it up, and as soon as I did, I… I became this... this monster." Tears had started to fall from my sister's eyes, and so I moved around the table and wrapped my arms around her and Ava in an effort to comfort her.

"Do you wanna go back to the ship?" Ava asked Sara quietly, and was met by a nearly imperceptible nod of the head. I untangled myself and got up to pay for the drinks we had already gotten, then helped Sara into a standing position and supported the vast majority of her weight so that Ava would be free to open a portal with her courier as soon as we reached a less populated area.

We portaled directly into Ava and Sara's bedroom and the former closed the portal as she sat against the headboard, motioning for the latter to join her. She practically fell into her girlfriend's lap and buried her face in her chest as she continued to sob.

I sat down on the other side of the bed in an effort to provide some semblance of comfort, even though I didn't have any idea of what this Sara might or might not need.

It took a while for Sara to calm down to a point where she could form complete sentences. When she did, though, she once again took a deep breath and continued to tell her story.

"Ray and Mick were the only other people on the ship at the time. I don't remember all that much, but from what I do remember and what everyone else told me, I attacked Ray in the lab while he was working on putting the Fire Totem back together- to the point where he became comatose. Zari and Amaya found him when they got back from wherever I had sent them. I had also shut down all of Gideon's internal monitoring systems, meaning that she was virtually blind.

"The two of them and Mick brought Ray to the MedBay, and then he and Amaya went to find me- well, they didn't know it was me who had hurt him, but you know what I mean."

Ava looked like she wanted to cut in and say something, but must have decided against it, opting rather to press a gentle kiss to the side of Sara's head and mutter, "I'm here, you're gonna be fine."

"They found me in the galley," she continued. "And I attacked them. I broke Rory's Heat Gun and snapped Amaya's leg. One thing I do remember is hearing Amaya's voice while I was in the Demon realm, though."

"Wait- Demon realm?" I asked, confused.

"Even though my body was on the Waverider, my mind was in the Demon realm," she explained. "Well, technically, it's not actually a demon realm, it's just a sort of limbo between our world and the world of demons- meaning that Mallus- this time demon we defeated later on- could sort of exist there. Anyways, not long after, Wally flashed in and saved the two of them from me- apparently, I was just about to shove a knife into Rory's chest.

"The next thing I did was go to the main control room and put the entire ship on lockdown," she looked at Ava. "That's when you contacted me through the holo-feed."

"Yeah, I remember that," she chuckled through repressed tears that were threatening to spill. "I didn't realize what had happened at first-I just noticed that it looked like you had done something different to your hair, those feeds have a tendency to wash people out. It was only when you literally walked through me that I seriously started to realize that something was up. I'm really sorry about that, baby."

"It's okay, Ava," my little sister answered in a small voice.

"Anyways, I used the tech that had been left over from before you guys stole the Waverider back from the Bureau to find the rest of the team, discovered they were all holed up in the MedBay, and opened a line there," She chuckled at a memory.

"Mick was standing halfway in the frame when opened the line and looked rather perturbed when I ordered him to move."

Sara and I couldn't help but laugh along with her.

"Anyways, they managed to fill me in on what was happening before some sequence thing was activated and the feed was shut off. I don't really know much else that happened on the Waverider between that and Gary and I getting there with Constantine- which I was not that big a fan of, might I add," she said rather subjectively, giving Sara a look that I didn't quite understand.

Sara simply pressed a quick kiss to her lips and continued. "Apparently all you missed was a repetition of what had happened to Mick and Amaya- or at least that's what I've been told slash can remember. I have a feeling that some parts of the story were purposely left out, though.

"Once Ava was able to bring me back, I… I guess what I had done brought up a lot of bad memories. I have this tendency to push away the people I love the most because I don't want to hurt them, and that tendency led me to break up with her."

She gave me some time to let that sink in.

"So… what happened?" I asked hesitantly, unsure of whether or not I wanted to hear the answer.

"Well, that's actually a whole other story, but I think I can shorten it," Sara determined, looking to Ava for confirmation. She nodded, and Sara launched into her next tale.

"So, I was pretty miserable and decided to take some time off in order to drown my sorrows in alcohol, most likely in Star City with the Queens. There probably would have ended up being some vigilantism involved at some point.

"I was about to leave on the jumpship when Gary stumbles into the hall with his hands covering his eyes, literally runs into a wall- which was kinda funny- looking for Ava. I see this and I'm like 'What the hell are you doing, Gary?' and he just slowly lowers his hand as he explains that he didn't want to accidentally open a portal in the wrong place and walk in on the two of us- it's happened before and all parties have agreed that it would be best if that didn't happen again."

Ava turned to face Sara. "Is it bad that I could literally see that happening as you were describing it?"

"No," she replied after a moment of thought. "It's just kinda sad because it happens so often that you have a clear frame of reference. Oh! But I did have Gideon set controls that make it so that your courier and mine are the only ones that can open a portal directly into my room, so hopefully, that'll help."

"Good thinking."

"Anyways, He was looking for Ava because she hadn't shown up to work in the past three days and was starting to get worried. Knowing that this was very odd, Ray and I- he was with me when Gary came in- went back to the Bureau with him.

"We searched her office- sorry, Babe- and found a birthday card from her parents in Fresno. We paid said parents a visit, found out that they were actors, I may or may not have pulled a knife on one of them at one point, and went back to the Bureau." Ava and I couldn't help but chuckle at that last bit.

"Anyways, not moments after we got back, we almost literally ran into a very hungover looking Ava. We asked her where she had been, to which she answered that she had been visiting her parents in Fresno- which, as the three of us well knew, was bullshit.

"As she walked away, I pickpocketed her time courier and we used it to find out where she had been. However, while we didn't find anything that was really out of the ordinary at all, there was one thing. The courier records indicated that her first mission- Vancouver 2213- was a Bureau sanctioned no-fly zone. Naturally, we had to go and check the time out because what else would responsible legends do when faced with a no-fly zone?"

"Well, I'd hope that you would leave it alone, but knowing you all, that would simply be too much to ask," Ava replied, a look of resigned defeat on her face. I could tell that she and Sara had had similar conversations multiple times before.

"Because 2213's a no-fly zone, meaning that time couriers and the Waverider wouldn't be able to get us there, we stole the Mothership and took a little trip."

"A little trip?" Ava asked incredulously. Sara ignored her and kept going.

"Turns out, not only was 2213 where Ava's originally from, but it's also where she was, for lack of a kinder term, grown."

"Okay, I'm lost," I cut in. "What do you mean, 'Grown'?"

Ava, who had somehow managed to curl herself into a tiny ball on Sara's lap, untangled herself some and asked: "Gideon, could you pull up the advertisement please?"

"Are you sure, Director Sharpe?"

She took a ragged breath in. "Yeah, I'm sure."

Moments later, one of the screens in the wall lit up and displayed a blue advertisement with a rotating woman and a series of cascading words. Upon further inspection, I realized that the top phrase was switching between two different exclamations, one reading 'Clone!' and the other 'New Model!'. However, what truly caught my attention was not only the name of the company but also the jarring familiarity of the face of the woman in the ad.