Earth 1, Acheron/Star City
When Naomi woke up in her room on the Acheron, she made straight for the entrance, being brought up short by the forcefield. She swore.
''Morris - let me out!'' had no effect on the A.I.
But Morris must have alerted the crew that she was awake. Two minutes later, Sara appeared in the hallway. She made no move to switch off the forcefield.
''Where's Floyd?'' Naomi demanded.
''In the brig'' was the cool reply. ''We're taking him back to the beach where you and Barry got him from.'' She looked at her former team mate and friend. ''And taking you back to your bar - in the present day.''
''I want to see him.''
Sara shook her head. ''No. If you'd simply wanted a chance to say goodbye, you only had to ask.'' She remembered, from the other timeline, that the Waverider had travelled back in time, so that Mick could do that.
Naomi walked back to her bed and sat down, no longer looking at her. Sara sighed and walked away.
X
Sara walked slowly towards the bridge, thinking about the fact that she had - in essence - lost two friends today. Floyd, of course, would not remember going to the island. But Naomi was bitter about being denied her revenge. She was somewhat worried about what the younger woman would do - she would no longer have a breach device or access to Time Master technology, but there were some tough types that drank at the bar.
It felt good to rejoin her friends on the bride, especially Leonard. She was walking over to sit by him, when she became aware of the charged atmosphere in the room.
''What is it?''
''A message from Oliver Queen, via Barry.'' Rip told her. ''As soon as we drop these two off, we need to get to Star City, present day. Chronos is there.''
X
The man who called himself Edward Samson arrived in Star City on an internal flight from Miami. He was a big man, muscular rather than bulky, a fact not disguised by his top of the range suit. He had studied his new face before he left the island and decided he liked it.
He checked in the allotted hotel, picking up a small package that had been left at reception for him. It simply held a key and a downtown address. Changing into more casual clothes, her made his way there. The small office had an adequate computer, phone and basic furniture. He used his thumbprint to open the cupboard in the corner and check that his Chronos suit was there. It was and he was ready to go hunting.
For the first couple of days, he'd simply strolled around, finding the places where teenagers went. He'd memorised the appearance of Lucy/Evelyn but saw no sign of her. Maybe she wasn't even in Star City but this was the best lead they had.
On the third day, he made a phone call. Then he went to a specified coffee shop and waited. Twenty minutes later, his contact arrived. He had been told nothing about the man other than he had just joined the local police and he was one of Savage's recruits.
'Samson' wasted no time on small talk. He slid a picture of the girl across the table.
''I'm looking for her. I want you to put her on your system as a missing person. Can you do that?''
The man nodded.
''And report back to me when you find something.''
He continued his casual survey of the streets, waiting. He saw the occasional officer showing what could have been the girl's photo to another teenager - usually leading to a shake of the head. He thought one or two of them might be lying and decided he was going to take one of them to a place where he could ask a few questions of his own.
X
Oliver Queen put the phone down, having thanked the caller. Inevitably the information about Evelyn had crossed her desk. She trusted him as much as he did her, so she'd called to warn him. Someone was looking for the girl.
He thought for a few minutes. He'd known the risk - so had Evelyn when she agreed to go undercover on Savage's estate. It had seemed worthwhile - and it was, considering what she'd found out, the number of potential deaths that had been prevented. Now he - and the rest of the tram - had to make sure she didn't become a statistic.
Thea, Roy and Rene went out to check the streets. They reported back that they'd seen an older man in the vicinity of teenager hotspots. Felicity hacked into the security cameras located in and around those areas. They had a picture.
Facial recognition didn't work, so she tried matching height, build, age. She was able to narrow it down to half a dozen names of individuals recorded in her system. One of the names set alarm bells ringing in her head, as well as those of Oliver, who was standing just behind her.
Mick Rory.
He wasn't likely to be hunting Evelyn. But of course, it needn't be the Mick Rory they knew.
Oliver called Barry. Barry got word to the Legends. They came.