The boys being Mick, Stein, and Doc met the rest of us at the lot we had parked the Waverider in, "Ah, how'd it go with Einstein," Jax asked as they approached us.

"Good, until someone gives the Confederate Army machine guns or breaks Mozart's fingers, or…" Doc started saying.

Stein cut him short, "One aberration at a time."

Sara spoke up asking "What do you all say we get outta 1942?"

I answered, happy to have so much of our pack back together, I hooked my arms through Sara and Ray's, "I think that's a great idea. Let's get to it."

Sara went to uncloak the ship, but then we heard a gun cocking behind us, "Not until you answer a few questions," some random beta in blue and red said.

Three of his friends walked up behind him, "We're the Justice Society of America," started the alpha woman in the burnished yellow suit.

Her sentence was finished by a beta wearing a black and burgundy suit with a burgundy lined cape, as a costumed beta woman floated down holding a glowing staff, "And you're coming with us."

We all stood still for a moment then the newbie stepped forwards, "Oh, my God. You're Commander Steel."

I shook my head, "We've got one serious fanboy, there," I said. I rolled my eyes as Ray nudged me to stand slightly behind him.

The red and blue clad guy flipped down from the platform he was standing on, show off, "Who the hell are you?" 'Commander Steel' asked Doc.

Ray started talking excitedly trying to keep things calm, "Whoa, whoa. Just relax. We're all friends here. Rex Tyler told us about the JSA. You guys are awesome." I silently started pushing calming pheromones out hoping it wouldn't aggravate the JSA crew.

Jax eyed the beta girl in the blue leotard, "Hey. The name's Jax," he flirted.

She smiled contentiously, "Rex never mentioned any of you."

Steel spoke, "Mind telling us what you were doing impersonating OSS agents?" I knew this could blow up in our face fairly easily so produced more calming pheromones trying to flood the area, which was a little tricky considering we were outside.

Stein tried to explain helpfully. "It's quite simple, actually. We were protecting Albert Einstein from Nazi agents who were attempting to kidnap him and force him to build an atomic bomb in the future." I noticed the JSA's Alpha woman starting to sniff the air. I winced as she turned her hard eyes to me, eyeing me speculatively, damn I was hoping she wouldn't notice.

Then the Doc tried to help, "Time travel. It's... it's hard to explain."

I breathed deep as the Alpha's eyes left me, "You can take all the time you need."

One of the unidentified male Betas added, "In custody."

Steel brandished his weapon andthe Doc tried to talk him down, "Whoa, take it easy. Let's talk for a minute. I mean, after all, you're my…" Steel swung his weapon hitting the Doc hard enough to send him spinning. Well shit at least we didn't start this one.

The JSA moved quickly, meeting most of us head on. Steel shouted, "Obsidian, shut off the lights!" One of the other Betas raised his hand emitting a black smoke like substance that black out the sky making it hard to see.

"Wow, that's pretty neat." Ray said as the sky blacked from where the other Beta held him. I groaned and moved from behind Ray. I kicked the Beta holding Ray hard enough to force him to release Ray. "We don't want to fight!" Ray shouted as the others started to falter under the JSA's collective assault.

I shouted at Ray as I pulled him away from the Beta's reach, "they started this fight not us." I started sending blasts at the JSA members annoyed they were going out of their way to avoid fighting me, "fucking Omega stereotypes," I grumbled under my breath. Seeing Sara get tossed by the JSA Alpha I sent a particularly vicious concussive blast her way before I darted to Sara's side to check on her. I quickly threw up a shield so I could focus on Sara.

I looked up from Sara when Ray shouted, "You win," everyone was either unconscious or halfway there. The JSA members looked at me warily as they eyed the shield glowing around Sara and I. Helpless Omega I am not, I thought viciously seeing the Alpha's wary eyes. Looking around I eyed all the downed members of my team, acknowledging the futility of trying to fight them, I grudgingly lowered my shield allowing them to take us into custody.

We were placed in a literal cage when we reached the JSA headquarters, most of the team was still out when we did. "You just had to mention time travel, didn't you," Mick asked Stein, after everyone had woken up, starting what quickly devolved into an argument.

Ray went to defend him, "Yeah, well, at least he didn't throw the first punch."

I groaned when Stein lashed out, "I'm perfectly capable of defending myself, Raymond."

Sara snarked at him, "I'm pretty sure that you got knocked out by a teenager in a star-spangled leotard."

"Her name's Stargirl," Doc said.

"Of course the fanboy knows their names," I said snidely.

Jax asked out loud, "Did anybody catch her regular-person name?"

Sara cocked her hip as she drawled, "I'm surprised you didn't ask for her number."

Sara looked at Jax over her shoulder when, "Oh, so it's my fault that we got our asses handed to us," Jax said, jumping into a defensive argument.

"Look, they're just better coordinated than us," Ray said as Sara shoved Jax who promptly shoved her back.

"Well they're definitely laughing at us," I muttered under my breath having clocked the camera in the room. Speaking louder I said, "a group of trained monkeys is better coordinated than us."

Doc tried to butt in, "You guys, just listen to me for two…"

Mick yelled at him, "Pretty, shut up. If I recall, you were late coming to the party." Jax and Sara continued shoving each other as everyone kept arguing.

The JSA watched the feed showing the arguing Legends. "Never laid eyes on them before in my life," said the Alpha male in the middle.

"They seemed quite adamant that they knew you."

"Believe me, if I'd met this bunch, pretty sure I'd remember. What do you propose we do with 'em?"

The Alpha woman spoke up, "If I may be so bold, sir, I say we find the darkest hole in Leavenworth and throw away the key."

"I say we ship 'em to the boys in Bellevue Mental Hospital."

"I suppose before we do anything, we ought to question them. If we can even manage to get a word in."

Ray finally brought us back to our predicament, "I don't understand why they were tracking us in the first place."

Doc said tiredly as he finally managed to break into the conversation, "Because they're the Justice Society of America, the single greatest secret force this country has ever known."

"If it's so secret, how do you know about them," Sara asked.

"Because his Nazi handlers have briefed him, no doubt," came from Commander Steel, as he and the Alpha woman walked into the room where our cage was.

"Look, I'm not a Nazi. I'm a historian."

I eyed the Alpha as she spoke disbelievingly, "Here we go with the time travel nonsense again." I glared at her, not so much for Doc but because of how she tossed Sara, and because she was such a hardass.

Doc spoke without any explanation, "070233."

Steel tensed, "What?"

We all stayed quiet as Doc moved forwards to explain. "Those are numbers on your dog tags. They're not disclosed on any documents, military or otherwise.

"How do you know that?"

"You gave these to your wife after the birth of your son in 1955. The dent in the front was from an assassin's bullet when you saved President Roosevelt in 1939. Your son passed them down to his son, me."

After the tense little showdown between Doc and his grandfather, we were escorted into a room to meet with the rest of the JSA. "Mr. Tyler," Stein spoke as we filtered into the room.

Ray spoke enthusiastically gesturing to the male Alpha, "See? Rex Tyler. Told you we knew the guy."

Tyler quickly shot him down, "I don't know you. Any of you. Tell me what the heck is going on here," Tyler demanded as we settled in across from the JSA. I hopped onto a desk between Mick and Ray sitting strategically to obscure the female Alpha's view of me. I crossed my legs getting comfortable, this is going to be a long discussion.

Sara immediately spoke up, but was quickly cut off, "Well, we tried explaining…"

Tyler spoke cutting off Sara before pointing to Stein, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I was addressing the team leader." I felt my eyes widening at his old world assumption.

I rolled my eyes and leaned into Mick when Stein didn't correct him, "Oh, well, simply put, we've come here as time travelers to identify aberrations in history and correct them."

"We're superheroes, like you guys," Ray added smiling.

"You think you're just like us?" The star spangled beta asked haughtily, "What are your qualifications?"

Mick chuckled as I muttered, "what qualifications," under my breath.

Ray went on, "Well, I used my personal fortune to create an advanced exo-skeleton, which is powered by dwarf star alloy."

Mick spoke with a wry smile, "And I'm nothing like you. I'm a criminal."

"Are there any other felons on your team," the Alpha woman asked with a startled look on her face.

Ray spoke as Sara and I looked down, "No, no…"

"Yes. She's an assassin, but never convicted, right?" Mick said as he pointed to Sara. Then nodding down at me he said, "And this little bit right here has gotten into all sorts of stuff, starting with theft, but also never convicted, right?"

I elbowed Mick as I scrunched up my face, "Um… If such events ever occurred there would be no proof of them." I looked up and every member of the JSA looked as if I had just kicked a puppy. I guess I'm pretty far from what they expect an Omega to be.

"We're protecting history. It's pretty important," Ray spoke as the JSA members looked between each other to see if they were all hearing the same thing.

Stein spoke up hesitantly, "In the future, you risk your own life to save us, Mr. Tyler."

"How do you know my name?"

Jax spoke up, "Because you told us your name in 2016."

We recounted our encounter with Rex Tyler from six months before we first arrived to 1942. "So I crashed your ship, told you some bunk about not staying in 1942, and then I just disappeared?"

"It was more like 'fritzing' out," Ray tried to clarify.

Tyler turned to Commander Steel, "You might've been on to something with the Bellevue idea."

I closed my eyes and muttered, "Definitely shouldn't have mentioned time travel."

The red phone on the table by the JSA started ringing. "Yes, Mr. President, sir," Tyler answered the phone.

Ray perked up, "FDR? Oh, tell him I'm a big fan of the New Deal," Tyler just looked at him incredulously.

"Of course. All right. You can count on us, sir." Tyler hung up the phone before turning to his team, "All right, we have to move out. Baron Krieger's been spotted in Paris."

The female Alpha moved towards Tyler, "If it's permissible, sir, I'll fly ahead and record Krieger's movements."

I caught a hint of something in Tyler's response, "Sensible, as always." A neutral response but his tone hinted at him being anything but.

"We could help you out with that. Fighting Nazis is kind of our thing."

Mick grunted as he played with a sword that was on display, "Yeah. Last time we tried, we ended up at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean."

Tyler tried to diplomatically tell us to fuck off, "We can handle Adolf's buddies. I think it's best for the 20th Century if…"

"For us to leave it?"

"And that's why you're team leader," I cringed when Tyler complimented Stein's observation of their obvious distaste for us.

"Well, I guess we'll be on our way, then."

We got back to the ship after meeting the JSA, dropping Doc in the library, we made our way to the bridge. "Can you believe what we just saw with our own eyes? The actual JSA. And Hourman? That guy's amazing," Ray fawned.

"Aw, haircut's in love," Mick mocked Ray's admiration of the sticks in the mud called the JSA.

Ray went on, "Come on. Those guys were precise, professional, in constant agreement. We can't even agree on whose turn it is to make dinner."

Sara piped up as she passed him, "Not it."

I snorted, "We all know that Ray or I are going to end up making dinner. Considering that not one of the rest of you can make anything that can even pass for edible."

Jax clapped me on the shoulder as he laughed, "I can't argue with you there. They got some serious skills."

Sara listed the JSA perks, "Big deal. Apart from the fancy headquarters, discipline, and calls from the White House, I mean, what do they have that we don't," she finished trying to get them to see the brightside to being us.

Ray answered her, "An actual leader. Rip's gone, and who knows when or if we'll ever find him. In the meantime, we need someone who can make the tough calls."

Mick snarked at Ray's little speech, "Let me guess, you're volunteering."

"With all due respect, Raymond, I think there's a reason Mr. Tyler just naturally assumed I was in charge," the professor in Stein came out condescending as hell, reminding us all exactly how old he was.

Jax called him out on it, "Yeah, because Mr. Tyler is from 1942 and you're some old white dude."

Stein had this condescending look in his eye like he was trying to explain something to a four year old, "Old, meaning experienced. What about…"

I cut him off, "No, he meant old like outdated."

Sara spoke before I could go on to break down exactly why he wouldn't be a good Captain, "Martin's right. With Rip gone, we could use some adult supervision. Congratulations, Captain." Well, experience is a brutal teacher, he won't last the next mission.

"Well, then. Thank you all for your support. Now, I believe our first order of business concerns Dr. Heywood."

Sara had barely left to break it to Doc that he was going back to 2016 before they were back. They quickly filled us in on how something had changed the JSA's history. Jax spoke up as we overlooked Paris from the bridge, "And this is where the JSA's gonna die?"

Nate answered, "Not unless we save them, including my grandfather."

"Well, first we got to find them," Sara said, pointing out our first task here in Paris.

"Fortunately, we know they're looking for a Nazi named Krieger. A Nazi named Krieger…" Doc said as he moved to bring something up on the monitors before giving up, "can someone please help me operate this thing?"

"Oh, God," Jax sighed as he pulled up the relevant information.

Doc quickly looked to him, "Thank you. Krieger and his men frequent Folies-Bergère. We find Krieger, we find the JSA," he continued, giving us a workable lead to tracking down the JSA.

"So how do we sneak into a Nazi nightclub?" Jax asked, prompting someone to come up with a decent plan.

Stein spoke up softly, "I have a plan. Are any of you familiar with Max Suelzenfuss, better known by his stage name, Max Lorenz? He was Hitler's favorite singer and, fortunately, bears a passing resemblance to moi." He noted our indifferent looks and assumed that we hadn't understood him, "That's French."

"Excuse me…" Stein said as he, Ray, Sara, Jax, and I walked down the stairs that led to the nightclub.

The host spoke without sparing us a glance, "The club is closed tonight for a private function."

"Do you have any idea who I am? I am Max Lorenz," Stein spoke, doing a decent job of putting on the act of an entitled rich person.

A passing soldier stopped after hearing Stein's lie, "Did you say Max Lorenz?"

"Yes." Stein addressed the soldier before speaking down on the host, "And I have never been treated with such rudeness."

The soldier quickly started kissing his ass as he made the host let us in, "Of course not. You're more than welcome here, Herr Max."

"Thank you," Stein said passingly as we walked in.

We entered the club and split to try and find the JSA faster. "No sign of Krieger or the JSA," Sara called over comms. "Canvass the area and stay on the comms," she said ,directing the order to Mick and Doc as we grouped in an area with a good view of most of the club.

I casually looked around the club over the rim of my drink when Ray spoke over comms, "Think I got something. The lady with the animal powers. But she looks different." Ray moved to intercept the JSA Alpha, I tensed a little as they started dancing to cover their conversation. Soon enough they walked over to us, "Look who I found, and she's thrilled we've offered our help," more like she wants to kill us for something.

Before we could talk about anything the soldier who had got us in walked up with another guy, "Herr Lorenz, I must introduce you to General Gerd von Rundstedt. He's a huge fan."

"Oh, lovely to meet you, General."

The general looked Stein over doubtfully, "You are Max Lorenz? Lorenz is well over 6 feet tall."

Stein spoke up quickly to add credibility to the cover, "Ah. My towering voice often causes people to overestimate my height."

The general spoke still suspicious, "Perhaps you will treat us to a song, Mr. Lorenz?"

Sara spoke quickly, patting Stein on the chest, "Maxie has a concert tomorrow night and needs to rest his pipes."

"I insist, Fraulein. And, uh, please, no Negro music," the general said as he side eyed Jax before walking away.

Ray quickly held Jax back, "I sw…"

"Mm, not worth it," he told Jax.

"It'd be a little worth it."

Right as Jax backed down, Doc called over comms, "Heads up. Baron Krieger just arrived."

Stein went on stage to maintain our cover, "Is this on? Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Max Lorenz, and, uh, this little waltz I am about to sing for you is an original song. Uh, very popular in Austria where... where the hills are alive with the sound of music." I snorted into my drink at Stein's words before I was stunned when he started singing, damn who knew the professor could sing. Looking at the rest of the team I could see no one else had known.

Doc called, "I know the Baron's plan."

Sara quickly said, "Let's get out of here," before she moved closer to the stage to signal to Stein.

When Stein ended the song the general called out, "Heil Hitler," prompting the rest of the men to call out, "Heil Hitler," saluting the madman.

The general made his way over to where Ray, Jax and I were, "You did not salute the Fuehrer," he addressed Ray.

"Oh, yeah. Sure, I did. I'm all about saluting the Fuehrer."

"You're lying. I was watching you the entire time."

"Uh, you know what? I... I just... I have a little crick in my neck, and it's really hard for me to straighten my arm." Fuck this is where we end up screwed, I thought at Ray's flimsy excuse.

"Heil Hitler. Heil Hitler!"

"H... h… Ha… Ha... aw, hell," Ray said before he punched the general in the face.

Jax asked upsetly, "Why do you get to punch him?"

I finished my drink before I hit Jax in the side, "No one should've gotten punched." I turned to Ray, "You couldn't have just done the salute so we could've gone without incident for once?" The whole club quickly devolved into a brawl, the uninvolved parties making swift exits. I quickly got annoyed as the Nazis tried to avoid fighting me even after I would hit them.

I ducked as a bright light suddenly blinded everyone when it went out, the JSA were in sight. "What the hell are you doing here," Commander Steel asked frustrated.

Stein looked around hesitantly saying, "We came back to... to rescue you."

"Trust me this could've been a lot worse," I said looking at the damage to the club.

After we walked the JSA onto the bridge they cautiously started looking around. "If we're meant to be impressed by all this technology, it has the opposite effect," the Alpha woman, Amaya, said.

The Beta male, Charles, added, "It only makes you that much more dangerous."

"Well, and there's evidence to support that," Stein spoke, growing more confident as he went on, "but I think what's important now is for all us to stop arguing."

Rex Tyler turned from where he was looking at the study to address Stein, "Does your team ever stop arguing?"

"Not really," I said as I walked to stand between Sara and the Doc, Nate.

Stein looked at me a little peeved as he conceded, "Fair point."

Sara spoke up decisively, "I think what Martin is trying to say is we're gonna help you whether you like it or not. You're going after Krieger. We know where he's going next."

Stein quickly added trying to regain control of the situation, "And given the laws of temporal mechanics, if you die, your grandson ceases to exist."

Doc's grandfather, Henry spoke as he looked around, "Well, I don't pretend to understand any of this time travel bunk, but these fellas do have a timeship. Might come in handy."

I was set on edge as, "And having them as our back-up might be the only way to keep them out of trouble," was spoken condescendingly by Amaya.

I snorted, "Wow, it's hilarious, that you think you'll be able to keep us out of trouble."

"Let's put it to a vote, then." All the members of the JSA slowly raised their hands, "The ayes have it."

"Did your reconnaissance at the club yield any usable intel," Rex asked Amaya as a smaller group of us walked into the library.

"Only to map the area," Amaya responded.

Bringing one online now.

I chuckled as Amaya asked, startled, "What was that?"

"AI. A talking computer," Sara said trying to be helpful.

"What's a computer," Rex asked.

I snorted, "something that won't be invented for a few more decades. And either way Gideon is way more than just a talking computer," I said, a little offended on Gideon's behalf.

"There. The Fontainebleau Forest." Amaya said pointing to the map Gideon had brought on screen, "Now, I saw a few of Krieger's men studying a map of it."

"That must be where Krieger's planning on making the exchange," Sara started. "Nate overheard Krieger talking about making a trade for something called an Askaran Amulet."

"Askaran?" I asked racking my brain about why that seemed familiar.

Hitler has long amassed ancient artifacts such as this one. He may want the amulet because it conveys some sort of occult power.

I spoke remembering having read about the amulet before, but I just couldn't remember why it was so important, "If it's really the Askaran Amulet then it doesn't just convey some occult power it is an ancient magical artifact."

Rex spoke, "Our objective should be to take out the Baron and stop this exchange at all costs."

"I propose we survey all military activity in the area to learn what we're up against," Stein said, forever a theoretician.

Sara tried to veto that idea, "We don't have time for that."

"I concur." Rex spoke over Sara agreeing with who he believed to be captain, "We should have both teams gear up while Dr. Stein and I finalize the details. Be ready to go at first light."

After Rex's dismissal I quickly got into my suit before I wandered into the room where Ray was making some last minute adjustments to his suit. "Your suit looks a bit cumbersome," came Amaya's voice as she entered the room. I crinkled my nose, not sure if she meant that to be as insulting as it sounded.

Ray of course took no offense, "Oh, actually, I made it to fit me perfectly. It's constructed out of a proprietary alloy, and it's been battle-tested quite a bit. I even wore it in space once. Personal highlight," he happily chatted away. I stayed quiet not wanting to start a fight right before going on a mission.

"So your superpower is wearing the suit," I pursed my lips at Amaya's response, she's inching closer towards saying something that's going to make me hit her.

"Yeah, I guess so, it's a little more complicated than that, but yeah." Ray said before he looked up seeing the look on her face, "You're still mad at me for punching out that Nazi in the club, huh?"

"I'm mad because you blew my cover. I'll never be able to go undercover in Paris ever again." I could give her that point.

"Yeah, sorry, I didn't think about that."

"I imagine that's a pattern with you and your group." I started glaring at her becoming angrier as she just arched a brow at me as if I was an angry kitten. "But I can't dwell on it. Getting stuck on past mistakes only takes focus off the primary goal at hand."

"Well, I got to admit, watching your team work like a well-oiled machine kind of makes me feel like I'm doing this whole hero thing wrong." I closed my eyes and breathed deeply as Ray spoke not being able to help remembering how well Bruce, Jason and I had worked together.

"If it's any consolation, Dr. Palmer, you're not really a hero. We better get ready." My eyes flew open as I jumped up to hit her as she was leaving, but Ray grabbed me before I could.

Ray and I were circling above the spot along the route the caravan was going to take when Stein called, "We've spotted the Baron's caravan. ETA five minutes."

The team stopped the caravan when it reached where they had positioned themselves. "I've got eyes on the Baron," Ray said as we caught sight of Krieger running from the caravan, from our position in the air. We landed near where Amaya had split off to follow the Baron, and quickly blasted some of the soldiers who were coming up behind her.

"What the hell's going on down there," Stein shouted as he heard the blasts.

"Animal Girl, Chloe, and I are going after Krieger," Ray answered over comms.

"In the field, I'm called Vixen," Amaya sounded annoyed as she told Ray before we went to follow Krieger.

We hesitated as Stein tried to veto us going after Krieger, "Negative, Raymond. Our target is the convoy."

Commander Steel quickly spoke, wanting to get both the amulet and Krieger, "We've got the convoy covered. Pursue the Baron," we again went to follow Krieger.

Stein left us in a limbo as he tried to push the issue, "The mission is the amulet."

Steel pushed back, "Our mission is Krieger."

Ray spoke as we waited for someone to decide where we were going, "We don't have time for this."

"Give me a moment. I... I... need to assess the situation," I rolled my eyes as Stein stuttered, ah the first cracks of his captaincy.

Impatient and annoyed, I turned to follow Krieger calling over my shoulder, "Are you just going to stand there? Krieger's getting away," I said knowing Ray would follow and hoping to bait Amaya into following too.

I stopped as we heard something huge growling in the woods ahead of us, "What the hell was that," Amaya asked as we all looked at each other. I raised my hands letting my power pool beneath the surface preparing to blast whatever it was.

Ray and I started blasting at the giant that came out of the woods. "Fuck," I said seeing our attacks have no effect against whatever the thing was.

Amaya called over comms as she backed up a few feet, "We're under attack."

Ray shouted over comms before the thing hit him, "It's Krieger! He turned into a…"

"We need backup!" I heard Amaya shout over comms as the giant ran at me, knocking the air out of me as I hit the ground. Within moments the three of us were on the ground, soldiers quickly surrounded us pointing their guns in our faces.

Ray, Amaya, and I were cuffed to chairs in whatever base the Nazis were holding us in. I had a stranglehold on my pheromones as I worked to keep them from betraying the fact that I was an Omega. "I must admit, it's a feat of engineering. Far beyond anything I have ever seen or expected from you Americans." I groaned as Krieger started monologuing, why do they always do this?

I caught a whimper in my throat as my hold on my pheromones started to slip from my grasp at the feel of the first flash of my heat. "Well, maybe you Germans should just stick to your luxury cars," Ray spoke quickly, grabbing Krieger's attention.

"Why should I fear a robot suit when I have become der Ubermensch?"

"You really think a single case of 'roid rage is gonna win you the war? Yeah."

"Once I have replicated the super-serum for the entire Wehrmacht." I realized how screwed I was when Krieger paused to scent the air as he caught the hints of my pre-heat pheromones.

Ray spoke scrambling to regain Krieger's attention, "But you haven't replicated the... what'd you call it? Super-serum? Kind of on the nose, don't you think?"

Krieger circled around us coming to a stop before me he leaned closer to breathe deeply. He smirked, "well, I didn't know you Americans were letting your Omegas participate in war efforts, especially one so close to their heat," he said as he dragged a finger over my cheek, I bit his finger when it got close enough. He grunted as he yanked his hand back, his other hand lashed out forcing a gasp from my lips as my head whipped to the side.

Amaya managed to draw his attention to her, "If all this is just a preamble to you killing us, get it over with." Maybe she isn't absolutely awful, I thought half delirious.

Krieger eyed me angrily before looking to Amaya, "I was hoping to torture you a little bit first, but since you're in such a rush," he cocked his gun aiming at her head, "I will be glad to accommodate you with your schedule."

Ray scrambled to keep Amaya alive, "Wait, wait. I'm a scientist. That exo-suit? I invented it. I can help you with your little supply and demand problem. I'll even improve it. Just don't shoot her." He nodded towards Amaya before nodding towards me, "And keep your hands off her."

"I hope you are as smart as you say you are, for her sake," Krieger said, conveniently not mentioning me.

I gasped as I lost my grasp on my pheromones as he left. "You know he's gonna do what he wants to us even if you help him," Amaya said as my pre-heat pheromones flooded the room.

Ray tried to sound reassuring, "I have a plan."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Amaya moaned.

"I just hope it's a fast one," I gasped as my vision blurred and I started to lose the ability to focus.

"...escape using a microscope?" I heard Ray say as my vision cleared.

The Baron spoke ominously, "Are you going to make more serum, or is your friend going to die?"

"First off, it's not a serum. It's a biomolecular enhancer. By the way, who gave you this? Because from an engineering standpoint, it's really rather ama…" It's cute that even in such a bad situation Ray can still geek out. When Krieger moved to shoot Amaya, he hastily stated, "Yes. I can make more."

"Ray, don't do it. Don't help him," Amaya said before Krieger swung around and smacked her.

"Back to work. Watch them. Hands off the Omega," as Krieger left I slowly started pushing my magic into the cuffs attaching me to the chair. I gently pushed the locking mechanism.

Amaya spoke as Ray leaned back over the microscope, "How can you do this? No member of the JSA would ever help the Nazis."

Ray looked up, "Neither would a Legend," he said as he grabbed the microscope and slammed it into one of the guards. I forced my cuffs to unlock and ducked out of the way as Amaya stood and swung the chair she was still attached to into the other guard. "Damn, I really wanted to do it with just the microscope," I giggled as Ray pouted.

Amaya looked put upon as she commanded us to, "Get the handcuff keys." I ignored her as I moved towards Ray pushing my magic into his cuffs forcing them off him, before I turned to do the same to Amaya's.

We moved to where Ray's suit was laying on the table. Looking it over quickly he declared, "Alpha-stabilizer is damaged. Suit's not gonna work," he said as he shrunk it down and put it in his pocket.

Amaya reached up to her neck, "They took my amulet."

Ray assumed, "And without it, I'm guessing you're just…"

"A 5th-degree black belt, with training in edged weapons combat."

I chuckled and patted Ray on the shoulder, "Never assume Ray."

"Nice, but I think we'll need more than that to get past super-Krieger," Ray said before he moved back to where he was working on the super serum.

"What are you doing," Amaya asked dubiously as she saw where he was moving before she quickly followed him.

"I told you I had a plan." Ray said as he rolled up one of his sleeves, "It was to get my hands on this and enhance it, but not for them. I'm not only a man in a metal suit. At least not after this."

"Ray are you absolutely sure about this," I asked afraid of what could happen if the serum didn't work the way he wanted it to.

We felt the building shake as an explosion went off before Ray could inject himself. Three soldiers stormed into the room, "We are under attack. Baron Krieger has ordered us to transport you to a more secure location."

"Who's attacking you," Ray asked as we turned to them freezing at the guns in our faces. They didn't answer but we were quickly herded out of the room and led down a corridor. "Mick, look out," Ray called as the soldiers went to shoot Mick and Sara who were coming from the other end of the hall. Amaya, Ray, and I moved fast spinning to the soldier closest to us and knocking them out as Mick and Sara approached.

"Thanks, Haircut."

"I believe this belongs to you," Sara said as she held out Amaya's totem. "Steel, Mid-Nite, we've recovered the rest of the team."

I'm afraid Mr. Heywood's vitals are dropping.

Henry yelled as we got Nate settled into the med bay so Gideon could try to help him, "There's got to be something on board this tub to get him back on his feet. You people are from the future, for God's sake!"

Stein turned away from the display tracking Nate's vitals, "The bomb blast caused massive internal bleeding, and because his body lacks the normal clotting factor, there's only so much Gideon can do!"

I scrambled latching onto the first thing I could think of that could be done to help keep Nate alive, "I could put him in a stasis to keep him alive while Gideon works on him." I moved forwards, starting to form the spell that would put him into stasis.

Not too long after I wrapped the spell around Nate, Ray rushed in, "I think I can save him with this," he said holding up the vial of Nazi super serum he had tinkered with.

"Is that the Nazi serum that created that hideous berserker?" Stein said, shocked, "Are you mad?"

Ray explained his thinking as he injected Nate, "I did a little tinkering to the formula, so…"

"So what will it do now?"

"With any luck, save his life," Ray said after he injected Nate with the serum.

Henry frantically asked, "How do we know if it's working?"

"He's not dead yet, so that's a good sign."

"And he's not turning into a Nazi berserker," Sara muttered.

Stein spoke astonished as he monitored the screen, "His vitals are improving. He's stabilizing."

I sighed in relief, "That's good, the stasis spell will wear off once he's healed."

"What'd the Nazis want with a piece of jewelry anyway?"

I snatched the amulet from Rex, "Well for one this is not just a piece of jewelry. It is a magical artefact, I just can't remember what it does right this moment," I said, waving it around a little before I handed it back.

Rex eyed me briefly as I moved to stand by Sara. "No idea. Hitler's known to be obsessed with the strange. We'll keep it safe, in any case," he said.

Mick grumbled, "I guess that's your way of saying thanks."

Sara spoke loudly, "Right, well, I think it's time we got out of 1942. This was fun."

"It was unusual," Rex said before he moved to lead his team off the bridge.

I watched Amaya stop Ray before he could walk off the bridge and have a brief conversation with him before she moved away. I moved over to Ray taking in his open expressions, I asked, "So, do I still need to go hit her?"

Ray laughed as he hugged me to his side and guided me off the bridge, "no, she was actually coming over to apologize and to tell me that I was a hero."

I hummed as I leaned into him, "good, because no matter what anyone says you are a hero, Ray."