Zari strolled into the kitchen and noticed Nora sitting at the table, reading a very old-looking book. "What's up?" Zari greeted her as she pressed the necessary buttons to prepare her breakfast.

Nora looked up from her book. "Oh, hey Z." She looked back down and turned the page, clearly very focused.

Zari folded her arms and studied her teammate. "Is that for that book club thing you guys do?"

"This? Oh, no." Nora looked up again, this time actually turning her head to face Zari. "Book Club hasn't met in a while, and we can't meet unless we have a quorum, which is pretty hard without Sara or Ava, even though Gary will not leave me alone about it…but anyway, no. It's one of Constantine's magic books. I'm just borrowing it to look some things up."

Zari's pancakes were ready. She picked up the plate, drizzled some syrup over them, and sat down beside Nora. "So…what are you looking up?"

"I…I'm not actually sure," Nora replied. Zari took a bite of her pancakes, then gave Nora a look asking for more information. "I'm just trying to see if there's anything evil that could potentially get through the timeline. Again." She paused, then elaborated, "I mean, obviously, something can. That's always a possibility when the timeline's in bad shape. I just want to know if there's anything we should be expecting, like an entity that's specifically drawn to rifts in the timeline."

"Found any?"

"Nothing that seems more likely than anything else." She shut the book and sighed. "Maybe I'm being paranoid, but if there's another Mallus or Neron out there…I just feel like I've spent most of my life on that side, and I haven't exactly made things easy for the Legends. If there is some big bad thing, person, monster, or any other kind of being that we'll end up fighting, then taking care of it early might start to make up for all the rest of the crap I've done."

Zari nodded thoughtfully as she chewed. Finally, she said, "Dude, it's cool. You're a good guy now, and one of us. No one's asking you to make up for anything."

"But I want to," Nora emphasized. "I need to be a good teammate, Z."

Zari looked at Nora silently for a moment, then replied, "You seem pretty good to me."

Their conversation was interrupted by Charlie, who burst into the room with headphones over her ears, her arms miming the motions of a guitar player, her head nodding in time with the music, and her body rocking in all directions. She spun through the kitchen like a whirlwind, not even noticing the other two Legends until she nearly crashed into the table. She removed the headphones from her ears and let them hang around her neck. "I was just talking to Wally," she said, "and he told me about this new band. I thought they would be rubbish, but they're actually pretty brilliant. Want a listen?"

Zari rolled her eyes. "And the Rocket Fuel duo's hijinks continue."

"Oi," Charlie replied, "don't forget our 'hijinks' saved a certain Legend's life just a bit ago."

"There were several other steps involved," Zari reminded her.

"Maybe," Charlie admitted as she slid into the open chair closest to Zari, "but it was Wally and I who got the ball rolling, as they say. We're like your inspiration. Artists need muses. Legends need a speedster, a shapeshifter, and a flask of Rocket Fuel."

"Sure," Zari said sarcastically, returning her attention back to her pancakes.

"Well, as Wally says," Charlie teased, "haters gonna hate." She looked over at Nora. "And what are you up to, Miss Magic?"

"Just trying to get a jump on the bad guys," Nora replied, "if there are any."

"Bad guys?" Charlie echoed, confused.

"Like Neron," Zari clarified. "Or Mallus. Or Vandal what's-his-face."

"Savage," Nora corrected her. "His name was Vandal Savage."

"Hey, you try remembering everything you're told after having your entire lifetime's memories altered. Twice." Zari pointed her fork at Nora for emphasis, then used it to take another bite of her pancakes.

Just then, Mona skipped into the room. "Good morning, Legends!" she exclaimed cheerfully. "Guess what?" She joined them at the table, grinning as she gushed, "I just finished Rebecca Silver's latest book. That ending? Unbelievable! I am literally on the edge of my seat for the sequel. Literally. Edge of my seat."

Nora placed her hands over her ears. "No spoilers, Mona," she said.

"Why do you still say, 'Rebecca Silver'?" Zari asked. "We all know it's Mick. He's probably typing up the sequel in his room right now."

"As long as Mick wants to use a pseudonym," Mona answered, "I'm going to honor his wishes." She set her elbows on the table and rested her head in her hands. "But this means I won't have any vicarious feels until he's done writing the next one. Ugh, what am I supposed to obsess over now?"

"Music," Charlie proposed.

"A different book," Nora suggested.

"Literally anything else," Zari answered.

"Guys, you know I'm all about romance," Mona argued. "The drama, the emotional confession, the heartbreak, the heroic rescue, the joyful reunion, the feels…oh, the feels!"

"Yeah, well, tell your 'feels' to latch onto something else until Mick writes another novel," Zari told her.

Gideon's voice blared through the kitchen, "Pardon me, Miss Tomaz, Miss Wu, Miss Darhk, and Miss Charlie. Captain Lance requests all Legends to report to the bridge."

"Guess your 'feels' will have to wait, mate," Charlie said, standing up.

"I wonder what corner of history we're going to get mixed up in this time?" Zari deadpanned as the group exited the room, heading together for the bridge.


Sara and Leonard were already standing at the central console when the rest of the Legends arrived. Sara was in the middle of telling a story. Leonard stood beside her, leaning down to her eye level with his elbows against the console, giving her his undivided attention. "And that's how we defeated Mallus," Sara said, concluding her story as the others filed in.

"A giant Beebo?" Leonard deadpanned, sounding very unconvinced. "Really?"

"That's right. It's the shape we all thought of. Well, Nate first. Then the rest of us."

Leonard's brow furrowed as he tried to understand. "You could have turned into anything in the world, anything at all, and you guys picked…Beebo?"

Sara shrugged. "Honestly, that's pretty on brand for us these days." She looked up and saw the rest of the team gathered around her. "Okay, Legends," she said, now speaking louder to get their attention, "we've got another rift to fix. We don't know what anachronism has gotten through, but we do have a location." She tapped on the console and revealed a zoomed-in projection of the red dot in the timeline map. "London, 1606."

"Aha!" Charlie exclaimed, nudging Constantine beside her. "A mission for the Brits, eh? About time."

Mona clasped her hands together. "I've always wanted to go to London," she sighed. She thought for a moment, then added, "I mean, I imagined going there sometime after modern plumbing and electricity were invented, but this works too."

"1606 would be shortly after the end of the Queen Elizabeth I's reign," Nate elaborated. "King James I began ruling England and Scotland in 1603. Fun fact, he was actually a patron of William Shakespeare, who in turn wrote several plays honoring…"

"We get it, Pretty!" Mick barked, silencing the historian. "People did things. Stuff happened. Cool."

While Nate pouted in response, Leonard turned to Sara. "So, what exactly is wrong with 1606?" he asked.

Instead of answering, Sara lifted her head slightly and asked, "Gideon?"

"In 1606," Gideon's disembodied voice answered, "a new play by William Shakespeare was performed at the Globe Theatre in London. A mysterious disaster during the performance caused it to be abruptly canceled and for the playwright to swear off writing additional works."

Nate gasped. "Did the anachronism get to Shakespeare?"

"Well, that's just rude," Constantine commented. "What's it got against the Bard?"

"More importantly," Zari asked, "what kind of mysterious disaster are we talking about?"

"We don't know yet," Sara explained. "The only recorded descriptions of it that Gideon could find were super vague. What we do know is that Ray was able to find a few areas around London with exceptionally high levels of temporal energy just before the disaster is supposed to take place."

"Four areas, to be exact," Ray said, holding up four fingers.

"Which means you want us to divide and conquer?" Zari guessed.

"Exactly," Sara replied. "If we split up and check out the four hot spots, we're sure to find the anachronism and rift."

Nora gave her a thumbs up. "Sounds like a plan, Captain."

"Good," Sara said with a nod. "Gideon, plot a course." She strode to the front of the bridge, declaring as she did, "Brush up on your Shakespearean English, Legends, because we've got a Bard to save!"

The Legends rushed to take their seats. Leonard strapped himself in beside Mick. "You know," he said with a look in Sara's direction, "I think I'm starting to like these little send-offs."

Sara smiled a little as she heard him but didn't turn around to let him see. She pressed the necessary buttons, gripped the controls, and sent the Waverider time jumping into 1606 London.


The Legends stood in the fabrication room, each adjusting their personalized, historically appropriate outfits. Sara, already fully dressed, looked around at her teammates as she formulated a plan. "Okay," she said. "We've got four hot spots. You've all got copies of the map and each copy should have the hot spots labeled with numbers. We'll need to buddy up. John and Zari, you go to the first one. Nate and Nora, you take the second. Mick and Charlie, you've got number three. I'll take Snart to the fourth one."

Leonard raised his eyebrows but said nothing aloud. He certainly didn't mind being partnered with Sara, although he was a bit surprised by the news.

Mona raised her hand from where she sat in the back of the room. "Wait, what about me and Ray?"

"You're staying on the ship," Sara told her. "Ray carries the only temporal energy gun we currently have. We'll need him to respond to whichever team locates the rift. He needs a buddy as much as anyone else, so you'll be his."

Mona groaned. "Ugh, are you kidding me? I was just saying how much I want to see London."

"Just find something else to do," Sara dismissed. "Read your book."

"But I already finished it."

"Read a different one." She noted the disappointment in Mona's eyes and added, "Look, Mona, I'm just trying to be extra careful. Last time, we left Ray on the Waverider alone and when he had to go, we had no one left on the ship and ended up having to steal a station wagon to race a T-Rex. We need to use more caution from now on."

The similarity of Sara's words to Ava's caught Leonard's attention. "Is that so?" he asked quietly, but just loud enough for Sara to hear.

"Yes, it is," she replied without looking.

He leaned back against the wall casually and glanced sideways at her. "Interesting."

"Well, we do," she insisted again. "I'm sorry, Mona, but you're sitting this one out."

Ray stepped in between them. "Actually," he said, "I'd be perfectly fine with staying on the Waverider alone. I might even like it better. No offense, Mona, of course, but I've got some work to do in the lab. Some quiet alone time might really help me get it done. Plus, I can always just fly the Waverider closer to wherever of you guys end up finding the rift."

Sara hesitated, then asked, "Ray, are you sure you don't want someone to stay with you? Just for safety's sake? We still don't know what kind of anachronism this is. If something insane goes down, I don't want you to be stranded."

Ray held up three fingers. "I'll be careful. Scout's honor."

Sara looked from him to Mona. After a moment of contemplation, she gave in. "Fine. Ray wants peace and quiet. Mona wants to come along. I guess there's only one way to keep a fifth of this team from being annoyed with me, isn't there?" She pointed at Mona. "You can come with me and Snart." She turned around to face the rest of the group. "No matter who you're partnered with, search your areas thoroughly and report to the rendezvous point once you're finished. It's marked with an 'X' on the map. If you find the anachronism or the rift, don't engage until after you've alerted the rest of us on comms. I don't want anybody rushing into a fight without having backup ready."

"Anything else?" Zari asked. "Or can we go?"

"Just remember that the disaster is supposed to happen tonight," Sara pointed out. "That means we have a deadline on finding whatever's about to cause it. Now, let's move out."

The Legends split up into their assigned pairs. Zari and Constantine exited the Waverider first, heading toward their hot spot. Nate and Nora left right after them, followed by Mick and Charlie. Mona leaned in toward Ray and whispered, "Thanks, Ray."

He smiled at her and whispered back, "Any time. I could tell you were dying to get out there. Go have some fun in London."

"Mona!" Sara called, waving at her. "Are you ready to go?"

"Coming!" Mona sprinted across the room as best she could in his long, thick dress. She followed Sara and Leonard out of the ship and into busy, bustling, seventeenth century London.