A/N: Thanks so much for all the nice feedback! I'm trying really hard to keep everyone in character so I'm glad you guys like it.


Sara, John Constantine, and Charlie stared at each other as they stood in front of the entrance to the jump ship. "Um…guys?" Sara said, looking back and forth between her two teammates. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question," Charlie replied.

"I'm going to the Time Bureau, Charlie," Sara explained. "I told Zari to woman the ship while I'm gone. You two have a mission with her."

Constantine shook his head. "Not me, love. I've got my own mission today."

Sara crossed her arms and looked at him skeptically. "And what would that be, John?"

"In case you haven't noticed," he said, "we've got an evil witch on the loose. If she's still out there, she'll be hunting us down. I aim to hunt her first. Besides, you've already gotten me into a costume once this month. That's my limit and you know it."

Sara shook her head. "Nice try, John, but you're not going off on your own this time. If Tabitha is coming after us, the guy who dealt the final blow to Neron would be first on her hit list. I'm not sending you off to wander around alone." She turned to Charlie. "And as for you…let me guess: sneaking backstage at a David Bowie concert?"

Charlie scoffed. "What? No! What would ever make you think that?"

"The pink lightning bolt painted over half your face," Sara answered bluntly, "and the fact that this would be the fifth time you tried to steal the jump ship to do that."

Charlie shut her eyes and groaned, turning her head slightly to the side to make the lightning bolt less obvious. "Bollocks!"

Sara pointed one finger at each of them. "I'm going. You two are staying. Are we done?"

Constantine took a small step toward her. "Now, wait a moment, love. You say you're heading to the Time Bureau, eh? Well, my plan was to pay good old Heyworld a visit, so it seems we'd be going the same direction."

"Heyworld?" Charlie repeated, raising her eyebrows. "I thought that amusement park was abandoned. At least, it should've been."

Both Sara and Constantine opened their mouths to speak, but Sara gave her answer first. "It was," she said. "Kind of. The amusement park was shut down and all the creatures were set free. However, since there were so many magical creatures with nowhere to go, the Time Bureau turned it into a safe haven where they can all live if they choose to. It's completely voluntary, and, because of the Time Bureau's history with Hank Heywood, a lot of creatures moved out. Still, a good number ended up sticking around."

"And no one's more in tune with magical activity," John added, "than creatures who are regularly a part of it. If Tabitha's alive, someone at Heyworld will have heard about it. So, love, here's what I propose: we hop on the jump ship, you go the Bureau, and then I head over to Heyworld."

"Now hold on a minute," Charlie interrupted before Sara could respond. "Do you think a community of magical creatures are going to help John Constantine without hesitating? Do you know how many of them were only trapped because of you in the first place? No offense, mate. You know I don't hold any bad feelings for you. But I wouldn't be shocked if they did."

"I also saved them in the end," Constantine argued. "I think they'll remember that."

"Charlie's right," Sara agreed. "If you go to Heyworld alone, you might not get answers. But…" she looked at Charlie, "…you can go with a couple of friends, including one who's a magical creature herself who can vouch for you."

Charlie held up her hands. "Hey, now, let's not get…"

"Too late," Sara cut her off. "I've made up my mind. You two are coming with me to the Bureau. After that, all three of us will go to Heyworld."

Charlie began to protest, "But what about…"

"No Bowie this time, Charlie," Sara told her.

"Aw," she groaned. "Fine." Her body glowed red as her shape changed to erase the pink lightning bolt from her face. "Let's get this over with, then."

"I still think I can handle it alone, love," John argued.

Sara walked in front of him to physically block the entrance to the jump ship. "We've talked about your loner tendencies, John," she said. "You're on a team now. Teammates do things together. You're either going with us, or you're not going. Take your pick."

John mulled it over for a moment, then sighed in surrender. "All right, love, you win."

Sara smirked. "I always do." She opened the door and waved at them to follow her into the jump ship. "All aboard for the Time Bureau and Heyworld!" They soon joined her, and the jump ship took off in the direction of present-day Washington, DC.


Zari entered the Waverider kitchen to see Nate preparing his breakfast and Snart sitting at the table with his feet propped up against it and his head buried in a book. After stepping closer, she recognized the title as Around the World in Eighty Days. "Didn't take you for a classic literature guy," she commented. When Snart didn't respond, she grabbed a donut and announced, "Okay, Legends, listen up! Sara's on mission at the Time Bureau and gave me instructions to try to shut down at least one rift while she's gone."

"Wait, Sara's at the Time Bureau?" Nate repeated as he took a seat at the opposite end of the table from Snart. "Why?"

"Because," Zari answered as she chewed, "Ava thinks some time criminals are responsible for the rifts and Sara needs to explain that it was actually just us rescuing this guy." She pointed at Snart, who made no motion to acknowledge the gesture and remained hidden behind his book.

Nate sucked in his breath. "Ooh, that's going to be awkward. Is she going by herself?"

Zari sat down in the chair next to her boyfriend. "No. She sent me a message before she left. Apparently, she took John and Charlie with her." She took another bite out of her donut and muttered, "Because that's not a chaotic combination of people at all."

Mona, Nora, and Ray entered the room as she spoke. "Nora," Ray told his girlfriend sweetly, "seriously, you need to stop letting it bother you. You didn't do anything wrong."

"I know I didn't," Nora replied as she poured a cup of coffee for each of them. "But I still could've done a better job. Maybe if I'd anticipated it better, this wouldn't be a problem."

Nate looked to Mona for an answer. "What are they talking about?"

"Tabitha," Mona replied.

"I tried to get a jump on any threats headed our direction," Nora explained, "but I wasn't ready for Tabitha and she got away."

"Babe, she's basically powerless now," Ray reminded her. "You did that."

"Powerless Tabitha is still dangerous," Nora insisted. "I get that you're trying to make me feel better about all this, but I'm not going to until we know where and when she is."

Ray sighed, knowing he couldn't change her mind in that moment. He nodded to Leonard. "Hey, Snart, remember what I said about boots on the table?"

"No," Leonard said, still keeping his face fully hidden behind the book.

Ray rolled his eyes, then took a step closer to Leonard, observing him curiously. "Oh, I remember that book," he said, recognizing it. "I read it when I was a kid. It sure is a fun read, isn't it?"

Snart said nothing, nor did he give any hint of a reaction. He simply remained silent behind his book.

Zari looked around the table as the remaining Legends each grabbed seats. "It looks like the only one not here is Mick," she said. "He never shows up for team meetings anyway, so I guess we can start talking about what kind of mission we're doing today."

"Do we get a choice?" Nate asked, surprised.

"Kind of," Zari replied. "Sara said to choose one that's not too risky if possible, but there are tons of rifts out there that could fit that description. So, any time periods we want to check out? Personally, I always prefer missions recent enough that I can wear pants, but I'm open to suggestions."

Before anyone could answer, Mick burst into the room with a furious look on his face. "Where is it?" he demanded.

"Where's what, Mick?" Mona asked concernedly.

"Yeah," Nate said, watching him warily. "Are you okay, man?"

Mick stomped across the kitchen. His eyes locked on the book in Leonard's hands. He grabbed it by the spine and pulled it away.

"Mick!" Leonard shouted, jumping to his feet. His concentration was finally broken, and he clearly was not happy about it.

Mick closed the book and read the title. "Wrong book," he grumbled, dropping it back on the table in front of Leonard.

Leonard picked up the book protectively and stared coldly at his partner. "Would you mind telling me exactly what your problem is?" he seethed.

Mick took a step back away from Leonard. "I can't find Garima," he said. "The book's gone."

The other Legends exchanged understanding glances. Leonard remained completely in the dark. "You can't find…what?" he asked, visibly confused.

"Garima," Mick repeated.

"What's a Garima?"

"My girlfriend!"

Leonard blinked a few times, then took a step backward as he paused to think about it. "Your…girlfriend. You…have a girlfriend."

"What?" Mick reacted defensively. "Didn't think I could?"

"No," Leonard replied, "just…" he glanced down at the book in his arms, "…why the book?"

Mick, now slightly calmer, answered, "Because she lives in one. It's a magic book. I write in it and she shows up."

Leonard's brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of things. "Let me get this straight," he said after a beat. "You have a girlfriend – who you have never told me about – who lives…in a book?"

Mick nodded. "Her name is Garima."

Ray decided to offer an explanation. "Well," he said, "to clarify, 'lives' is probably too strong of a word. There's a magic book called Brigid's Diary that Mick writes in sometimes. Anything he writes in it comes true. Garima is a character from his romance novels. Whenever he writes about her in the magic book, she comes to life and is, basically speaking, his girlfriend."

Leonard looked from Ray to Mick, then sat back down in his chair. "You lost me at 'magic book', Raymond." He turned to face Mick again. "And I've got a whole lot of questions for you now, partner."

"If one of them is how many boobs she has," Mick said, "the answer is three."

"That definitely was not one of my questions."

Mona waved at Mick to get his attention. "Maybe we can help you look for it," she suggested. "The book, I mean. It has to be around here somewhere."

"I already looked everywhere," Mick argued. "Even checked all the books in the library. It's gone."

Zari's eyes widened as a realization dawned on her. "Wait a minute. Mick, when was the last time you used Brigid's Diary?"

"I don't know what day it was," Mick said.

"Well," she asked patiently, "was it before or after we saved Snart?"

Mick thought silently while the rest of the Legends watched him. "Before," he finally answered. "It was before."

Ray gasped. "Mick, I think Brigid's Diary is an anachronism!"

"He's right," Nora agreed as she pieced together the same conclusion. "You haven't seen it since the rifts were created. We weren't in the temporal zone when we pulled Snart out of the timeline, so that means that it could've been sent from 2019 Central City to somewhere else in history."

Mick placed his hands on the table and leaned forward toward Zari. "We have to find Garima," he growled. "The boss put you in charge. Are you going to look for her or not?"

Zari looked Mick straight in the eyes as if accepting a challenge. "I guess we have our mission decided then, don't we?" She turned away and asked loudly, "Hey, Gideon? Seen any signs of a misplaced magic book in the timeline?"

"I have located one aberration matching that description," Gideon's voice answered. "It is located in Washington, DC in the year 1950."

Zari stood up and looked around the table. "You heard her, Legends. Looks like we're headed to the fifties."