Chapter 22

Author's Note: After this, we've only got about one or two more chapters left of this story. I've already started work on a sequel to this, and the sequel to that sequel (check out the story Broken Angels on my page for the sort of prequel to that second sequel I'm planning).

I also may have projected some of my own political standpoints onto Oliver in this one. I know some of you might think that's a little out of character for him, but I felt as though it worked, especially since Kara needs to be in an emotional state and mindset that will lead us back to the flash-forward from Chapter 1. Try not to let the political stuff bog down the story for you though.

With that out of the way, enjoy!

"We've got a new problem,"

Oliver's attention snapped up from the training dummy he had been working some of his emotions out on to see Quentin stepping out of the elevator. From the suit he was clad in, Oliver could only assume that he had headed straight to The Bunker from City Hall. To have Quentin rush from the office himself during working hours – especially when his main job at City Hall was to cover for Oliver's absence – meant it was serious. Oliver looked over his shoulder and caught Kara's eye, who was already making her way over.

"I take it you haven't seen the news?" Quentin continued, making his way up to the computer bank and pulling up the news feed.

Oliver and Kara made it to the monitor in time to see the report start.

"Star City is once again plagued with a new drug," The report began. With a huff of frustration, Oliver crossed his arms over his chest. "The designer methamphetamine known as Fever is currently reported to have a higher fatality rate than even Vertigo."

At that, Quentin clicked off the feed. "I have no idea how the press got a hold of this but I'm going to rain hellfire down on the coroner's office until I find out."

"How long has this been running?" Oliver asked.

Quentin grimaced. "At least an hour, maybe longer."

"Then these guys are going to go to ground, there's no way they won't have seen this."

When the immediate threat was dealt with Oliver was going to be doing everything in his considerable power as mayor to ensure whoever had spoken to the press was getting fired. Whatever drug was on his streets was beyond dangerous. A new drug would always prove lethal. People didn't know the dosages, how much was safe, and how much could kill. One with non-terrestrial compounds on a planet that had no real experience with aliens though, that was something else entirely. The breachers would undoubtedly have seen the news and gone into relative hiding, tracking them down was going to be even more difficult.

"Only good news is drug dealers are nothing if not predictable," Oliver continued after a moment. "Even if they know they're public enemy number one they won't stop trying to peddle this junk. We just need an in."

Quentin nodded at Oliver, then turned his attention to Kara.

"Quentin Lance," He offered his hand, and Kara took it without hesitation. "Kara, right?"

Kara threw Oliver a look, asking silently how Quentin knew who she was. In response, Oliver just shrugged. At a guess, Rene had gotten him up to speed after calling by City Hall, but it could just have easily been Thea. Oliver wasn't sure.

"Yes, sir." Kara gave one of her trademarked billion-watt smiles.

Quentin released Kara's hand and chuckled. "I'm not a cop anymore, kid. Quentin is fine."

"Any chance you've heard from Rene?" Oliver asked. "I sent him to The Glades to work the streets and see what he could find but he hasn't called in."

With a shake of his head Quentin answered. "He dropped by the office earlier but nothing since."

Rene was the only one who hadn't checked in since Oliver had sent the team out with their assignments that morning. Dinah, Alex, and Maggie had confirmed what Oliver had already suspected. There were at least twenty deaths attributed to whatever had been brought over from Earth-38, and that was just what they had been able to confirm. Oliver could guarantee that there were dozens more that were yet to be confirmed, victims laying undiscovered in back alleys and drug dens across Star City. Even with over twenty confirmed deaths the SCPD had no concrete leads, not so much as an uncontaminated sample of whatever was being sold on his streets. They needed to do something before it became an epidemic.

Oliver turned his focus to the desk beside him, the vibrating of his phone grabbing his attention. Crossing to the table in one long stride, Oliver swept up his phone and held it to his ear.

"Yeah."

"Oliver, it's Alex," Oliver brought the phone away from his ear and put it on loudspeaker. "SCPD just caught a murder on the corner of O'Neil and Adams, three shots in the back. They found a bag of pills in his pocket, we think it's the new drug."

"Alright, get Dinah to swipe a sample and bring it back here for Felicity to run some tests on." He instructed. "Odds are this stuff is being made on Earth-38, but on the off chance they are manufacturing it here she might be able to track down a location."

"Already on it," Alex answered. "Prints on the vic didn't turn up any hits, so there's a chance this guy could be from Earth-38."

"You think the people who brought it over are turning on each other?" Oliver asked.

"Can't rule anything out, right?"

It was an interesting theory. Three shots in the back didn't sound like a deal gone bad or a botched robbery. Admittedly, without seeing the crime scene it was difficult for him to make judgments, but to Oliver that sounded more like one partner had tried to walk out on the others. Alternatively, he reasoned it could be a rival dealer. Star City had no shortage of criminals selling all kinds of drugs, if one of them got wind of a new group on their territory it could have gotten violent. If that was the case, Oliver didn't feel much sorrow for the lost life, one less dealer on the streets. If Alex was wrong and it was just another victim of the breachers, they were going to pay. Killing by peddling dangerous drugs was one thing, murder was another.

"Get back here quickly," Oliver told Alex. "I want us to mobilise as soon as possible."

At that he ended the call and placed the phone back down on the desk. Without hesitation, Oliver turned and started towards the display case that held his suit.

"Quentin, call in the rest of the team, get them out on the streets as soon as they get here."

As Oliver began to pull his suit from the display Quentin asked.

"And where are you going?"

"Alex said the body was found on O'Neil and Adams, that's a patch run by a dealer who calls himself Rocket. I'm going to go ask him a few questions."

XXX

Kara dropped down onto the roof a few seconds after Oliver, closely following him with interest. She was admittedly curious about what Oliver's plan was and concerned in equal measure. Last time Oliver had asked a suspect some questions, Kara had been forced to dive in at the last second to stop him from putting an arrow in the man. Though, she supposed, the chase for Cadmus and Jeremiah was a different battle than tracking a drug dealer.

"If you know who this guy is," Kara asked as Oliver moved to the fire escape. "How come you haven't taken him down?"

Oliver stopped in his tracks, one hand on the metal railing, then turned back to Kara.

"Rocket's mostly harmless," He began. "I put the fear of god into him a while back and we came to…an understanding. He can get his customers pretty much whatever they want, but he doesn't deal in synthetics and only sells to the recreational crowd, no serious users."

"But he's still a drug dealer, it's illegal." Kara pointed out, a little confused about Oliver's point.

For a moment, Oliver looked at her strangely. "That's your issue, that its illegal? Not that its immoral?"

At that, Kara stalled. She had never looked at it in that way. Being a Super meant she stood for something, an ideal. "Truth, justice, and the American way" as Kal had always put it. So, she worked in the interests of America. The law was the law and she didn't question that. Oliver on the other hand seemed to see it a different way. He had pointed out the shades of grey that he saw the world in to her before, she remembered what he had told her when Mxyzptlk had arrived, and how he had made her think that maybe she did only see the world in black and white. "The American way" rattled around in her head for a moment, didn't being American mean that one was entitled to their freedom to do what they wanted to their own body?

She supposed, fundamentally, her issue was a legal one. That said, in her relatively short time as Supergirl and even more so in her time as a reporter, Kara had seen the effects that drugs had on people. The way that lives could be so easily destroyed by addiction, and not just the users but their friends and family too.

The shades of grey that Oliver saw the world in were difficult to get her head around.

"I—I never thought about like that." Kara said after a stretch of silence.

A small grin tugged at the corner of Oliver's lips. "Most people don't."

Oliver turned back to the fire escape then, grabbing the railing with both hands and vaulting over it. Kara quickly followed to the edge of the building, floating nearby as Oliver climbed down. He stopped at a window blacked out by heavy curtains, orange light just spilling out through gaps around the edges. Music bled to the outside too, something synthetic sounding that Kara didn't recognise.

"Try to look intimidating," Oliver told her in a whisper, "And let me do the talking."

With that said, Oliver took a step back, then leapt at the window. Feet colliding with the window at force, Oliver shattered through into the room in a shower of glass. Kara followed with a generous amount more finesse than Oliver had used, floating through the broken window and touching down gently on the floor. Across the room, a scrawny looking man bolted upright from his seat, the wooden chair falling to the ground with a loud clatter.

"You've got some information I need, Rocket." Green Arrow growled, taking a step towards the man.

Rocket backed up as far as he could, until he was pressed up against the table that he had been sat at moments prior. Kara could see the fear that built in him instantly, eyes flicking to all the exits to the room, and back to Green Arrow in between. He knew as well as Kara did that there was no way out for him. Even with that knowledge, he straightened up a little and tried to look less terrified than he obviously was.

"See, uh—problem is I've got a reputation. I can't go talking to you." Rocket stammered.

Green Arrow took a few more steps closer to him.

"How about I put it this way…"

As he spoke, Green Arrow reached out, grabbed Rocket by his jacket and wrenched him close.

"Body on the corner of O'Neil and Adams, who dropped it?"

Kara felt her own nerves rising as she watched Oliver. Her concerns about him using the same level of violence with Rocket as he had with the Cadmus agent months prior seemed justified. After he confessed to knowing Rocket to at least some degree, Kara had hoped he would take a more tactful approach.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Green Arrow's face twisted into a grimace. He dropped both hands from Rocket's jacket and grabbed the back of his head. With his new grip he pulled Rocket away from the table, then pushed him head-first into the wall. The plaster splinted under the impact and, as Green Arrow released his grip, Rocket staggered backward and tripped to the floor. The man clutched his nose, blood spilling from it. Kara fought the urge to go and stop Oliver, to pull him out of the room. She couldn't idly stand by and watch him hurt someone, but at the same time, she had no desire to invoke another argument between them.

"Someone else is on your turf selling synthetics," Green Arrow snarled, standing over Rocket. "Give me a name, and you get to keep the rest of your bones unbroken."

Rocket stumbled to his feet, one hand holding onto the table for support, the other pinching his bleeding nose.

"I don't know who they are," He managed. "They turned up in town a few days ago, I didn't have any problems because we're not in the same market."

"Where can I find them?"

Rocket collapsed down into a chair. "I heard they're working out of some old construction place in The Glades, but that's all I know."

"If I find out you're lying to me…" Green Arrow let the threat hang in the air.

Rocket bolted upright, hands forgetting his broken nose and holding up in surrender. "God, I'm not, I swear."

Seemingly satisfied with the answer, Oliver disregarded Rocket and started walking back across the room towards the window. He caught Kara's eye for a moment and gave her a nod as if to confirm that they were done. Kara stayed rooted to the spot, still a little unsure of herself. A few months ago, she never would have stood by and watched Oliver do that to someone, she would have stopped him. As she followed Oliver out of the window and back up to the rooftop, Kara retreated into herself, trying to reason why she had done it.

The first reason she managed to come up with, was that she trusted Oliver almost implicitly. After everything he had done to help find Jeremiah, stop Cadmus, and fight back the Daxamite invasion he had truly proved himself to her. Kara knew full well that Oliver didn't do anything without a reason, that every action he took, every decision he made, was carefully weighed up. He wouldn't have used force if he didn't think he needed it.

The next reason that came to mind terrified her. Hardly two days had passed since she had activated the lead dispersal device and killed Rhea, along with however many Daxamites hadn't made it off world in time. Oliver had told her that taking a life would change her if she let it, that if she let her guilt and numbness consume her, she would lose herself like Oliver believed he had. Watching Oliver do what he had just done was a graphic reminder of the darkness that lingered just on the edge of the life that they lead.

"Overwatch," Oliver's voice snapped her out of the rabbit hole she was falling into. "I've got a potential lead, these guys might be operating out of a disused construction project in The Glades."

"That doesn't narrow it down too much," Felicity's voice came through their comms. "The last few years a lot of ventures to rebuild The Glades have been abandoned. Wild Dog might be able to narrow it down some more, I'll patch you through."

The next voice that hissed into Kara's ear was Rene's. "Not a good time, Blondie."

"It's me." Oliver spoke, clearly Rene had been expecting Felicity. "What have you got?"

"I'm tailing a dude I think might be running for the guys we're after," Rene answered, his voice just above a whisper. "He's been hanging out in an alley down on Binder for a while now."

"Overwatch, what's the nearest construction site to that location?"

For a few moments, all that came over the feed was the sound of clacking keys. "The old SCPD precinct on the corner of Papp and Plastino. Mayor Castle was trying to get the place rebuilt after we took Brick down. The project was abandoned after she was assassinated."

An abandoned police precinct. Kara almost laughed at how brilliantly ridiculous that sounded. It some ways it made perfect sense. Who would ever think to look for a group of drug runners in a police building, disused or otherwise? Especially with them being from Earth-38 and unfamiliar with the territory of Star City, working out of a police station was a stroke of genius. They were usually centrally located and would be easy enough to find if they ever got lost out on the streets.

"Alright, Supergirl and I are on our way to do some recon. Get the team to suit up and meet us there."

Oliver tapped the button on his gauntlet to switch off his comms and started towards the far edge of the building that dropped down into the alley where he had left his bike. Kara stayed in place, still half trapped in her own thoughts, and Oliver almost made it to the edge of the roof before he realised that she wasn't following him. He turned on his heel and crossed back over to her, concern written clearly on his face.

"Are you okay?"

Kara looked up to Oliver, trying to piece together the swirling thoughts in her head.

"When I heard that you and Alex were going to try and torture that Cadmus agent for information, I flew to the DEO to stop you," Kara began, her voice stilted as she tried not to let her emotions get the better of her. "But I just stood down there and watched you break a man's nose to get information and I did nothing."

The concern on Oliver's face only deepened at that, the archer taking a step closer to Kara.

"Don't think for one second that what just happened is in anyway on you, Kara," Oliver insisted. "I'm the one who made the decision to come to Rocket, I'm the one who did what I did to get information. Kara, I could give you the whole list of justifications that I give to myself so that I can do the things that I do, but none of them would work on you. Do you know why?" Oliver reached out with a gloved hand and took one of Kara's own. "Because you are better than any of them, you are better than me."

"Then why did I let you do that?!" Kara burst out. "I knew I should have stopped you, I wanted to stop you. But I didn't move. In the time it took you to break his nose I could have acted ten times over and I just stood there. Rhea…now this. Rao, what am I turning into?"

"No," Oliver said firmly, gripping Kara's hand a little tighter. "Kara, you are still the same insanely optimistic basket of sunlight I met last year. Just because you've started to see the world a little differently doesn't mean that you are in any way less of a good person. A friend – Digg's wife actually – once said to me that sometimes bravery isn't enough, that sometimes the world requires us to be bold. You are always going to be a good person, Kara, the best I've ever known, but that doesn't mean that you're always going to be a paragon. Doing what we do sometimes means making the hard choices that nobody wants to make."

Oliver words sunk into her slowly, pushing back some of the concern and doubt Kara had felt welling within herself.

"I just…I feel like I don't know who I am sometimes." She confessed, head hung.

"You're Kara Zor-El," Oliver began.

The use of her Kryptonian name made Kara's focus snap back to Oliver, and she couldn't help but to feel a soft tug of a smile pulling at her lips at hearing the name come from Oliver.

"The Supergirl from Krypton. Hero of Earth," He continued.

Kara couldn't explain it, but to hear those words coming from Oliver lifted some kind of weight she hadn't even realised was pressing down on her.

"Now chin up, soldier," Oliver smiled a little. "We've got a job to do."

XXX

The whole of Team Arrow, plus Maggie, Alex, and Supergirl, had made it ridiculously easy for them to take down the drug runners. As soon as Oliver and Kara had made it to the disused SCPD building they had confirmed Oliver's deduction. The lights in the building were shining trough the windows, and they could see clearly into the second storey room where the drugs were being kept. Subtlety clearly wasn't one of their strong suits.

Maggie, Alex, and Diggle had breached through the side entrance, while Rene, Dinah, and Curtis had gone in loud through the front doors. With the majority of the criminals occupied with the obvious attack, it had been all too easy for Oliver and Kara to break straight through the window onto the second floor. Supergirl had made quick work of the armed escorts and Oliver went straight for the person who seemed to be in charge. Whatever combat training he'd had was nothing compared to Oliver, and he'd been able to disarm and drop the other man to the floor with a quick flick of his bow and a leg sweep.

Once the team had subdued what remained of the armed opposition, Oliver had attempted to question the ringleader, to no avail. Whoever the man worked for was clearly more intimidating in his mind than The Green Arrow was. After the showing on the roof of Rocket's apartment building, Oliver hadn't dared to risk trying to extract a confession with more heavy handed means. Instead, he had taken a step back and allowed Alex to use the breach device to call in a DEO clean up team to round up the breachers and the drugs for return to Earth-38.

With the criminals safely off the streets and a, more or less, successful night of work done, the team had returned to The Bunker.

"Speedy?" Oliver asked in surprise as he stepped off the elevator and walked into The Bunker. "What are you doing here?"

Sat in a swivel chair at the computer bench, next to Felicity, was Thea, feet casually propped up on the table as she scrolled through something on her phone. At the arrival of her brother and the team, Thea got to her feet and pulled Oliver into a one-armed hug as greeting.

"Well, Quentin mentioned that we had guests down here, so I thought I'd better make an appearance in case we had anything…you know, end-of-the-world-style again." Thea beamed.

"Nothing that dramatic." Oliver smiled fondly at his sister's enthusiasm for a potentially apocalypse level event. "Alex, Maggie, this is my kid sister, Thea. Thea, this is Alex Danvers and Maggie Sawyer."

Maggie walked up to them, Alex at her side, and grinned. "So, you're the infamous Speedy Queen, huh?"

Thea audibly groaned at the use of her nickname and Oliver couldn't help but to chuckle a little at his sister's pain. "I take it my brother was telling you all stories instead of saving a different reality like he was supposed to be."

"Well he told Kara," Maggie admitted. "But she can't keep a secret to save her life so…"

Oliver threw up his hands and let out a small laugh. "I am not getting involved in this. I'm gonna go get out the suit, play nice."

As Oliver took off across the room, Alex held a hand out to Thea. "I'm Alex, Kara's sister."

For a moment, Thea's eyes went wide. "Wait so you're…"

"Oh, God no, I'm as human as they come," Alex laughed. "My mom and dad adopted Kara when she arrived on our Earth."

Thea nodded her head, seemingly a little happier knowing that Alex was human. She was still getting her head around aliens existing.

"So, what's the alien adoption policy like on your Earth?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not entirely…legal." Alex admitted and the three shared a laugh.

Thea's gaze drifted across the room then, and after a moment Alex followed it, landing on Kara whose sole attention was focused on Oliver, even as Curtis seemed to be talking to her.

A wicked grin on her lips, Thea turned back to Alex. "So, she's totally in love with my brother, right?"

Alex kept her attention on Kara for a second, fully expecting her sister's super-hearing to have picked up on Thea's comment. When Kara's full attention stayed focused on Oliver and Alex knew she was definitely not paying attention, she answered.

"Big time. He's in love with her too, though, told me as much already."

Thea blanked for a moment, eyeing Alex curiously as if she were trying to work out if she was being serious or not. After a few beats of silence—

"Did you…threaten him with something?"

"No," Alex laughed. "Why would you think that?"

Thea crossed her arms over her chest and grinned. "Ollie doesn't just open up to people. Are you sure you haven't got any superpowers?"

The threesome burst out into laughter again, finally catching the attention of a few of the people in The Bunker.

"I like you, Queen." Alex chuckled.

"You don't seem too bad yourself, Danvers."

XXX

"Are you sure you want to head back to National City?" Oliver asked a final time.

Alex offered him a gentle smile. "Well things are still going to be up in the air back home after the Daxamite attack. Maggie and I both have responsibilities there we need to take care of."

"And your responsibility here?" Oliver glanced over his shoulder at Kara, who looked as though she was deep enough in conversation with Curtis that she wasn't listening in on them.

"I get the feeling Kara will be fine here, we'll look after National City until she's ready to come home." Alex assured him.

Even with Alex's decision to head back to Earth-38 with the confiscated drugs Kara had wanted to spend some time on Earth-1. Oliver really didn't blame her, he understood the desire more than anyone else did. After The Undertaking it was exactly what he had done, feeling like he had failed his city he had fled to Lian Yu until John and Felicity were able to remind him of his responsibilities. Unlike what he had done though, Oliver reasoned, Kara wasn't hiding on an island away from everything and everyone she cared about. She was still in Star City, alongside a whole team of people dedicated to protecting it. That meant Kara wasn't running away from all her responsibilities, she just needed time.

That, Oliver could help with.

"I'll keep an eye on her."

Beside Alex, Maggie grinned wickedly. "I don't doubt it."

The glare Oliver would have levelled at anyone else for making that comment didn't make it onto his face. He knew enough about Maggie to know that it wasn't remotely worth the effort for him to even attempt it. Irritating as it could be, Oliver found it almost refreshing. Most everyone who knew Oliver, save for Thea, knew him too well to make fun of him the way Maggie did without fear of incurring his wrath. And even when they did, a pointed glare was always enough to shut them up again.

Oliver reached across to the desk and plucked up a spare breach device, holding it out to Alex.

"Here," Oliver began as Alex took the device from him. "It's probably best if you have your own one of these, you can come back if anything comes up in National City that you need Kara to handle."

Alex pocketed it, nodding her thanks. For a moment, she looked over Oliver's shoulder, checking on Kara before turning her attention back to him.

"Kara, has—has she said anything to you about…"

Oliver nodded softly, lowering his voice. "She's said enough. I know what she's going through, Alex, probably better than anyone. I'll do whatever I can for her."

"That's what I was hoping you'd say." Alex smiled softly, before raising her voice and turning her focus to Kara. "Hey, dork, we're leaving!"

Kara snapped around from Curtis to look at her sister. Quickly bounding over to the group, Kara pulled her sister into a tight embrace. When the two separated, Oliver finally managed to see Kara's face, the smile on it that didn't quite reach her eyes. Oliver knew that look a little too well. Even if Kara hadn't spoken to her sister about what she was feeling, Alex knew at least some of what she was going through. But Kara, ever the hero, needing to protect her sister from worrying, put on a smile. It was the same mask Oliver himself had worn for months after he returned from Lian Yu, still wore when he appeared as mayor more often than not.

"You know you can call if you need me." Kara reminded her sister.

Alex laughed a little. "I heard you the last twenty times you said it too. Enjoy some time off, relax a little, you've earned it."

That, Oliver could agree with wholeheartedly. If any of them had earned some time to themselves, it was Kara.

"Make the most of it, Little Danvers," Maggie chimed in, a wide grin on her lips. "Let your hair down a little. Just do the opposite of whatever you'd usually do. Embrace your Maggie side."

That, to Oliver, sounded like the most dangerous piece of advice anyone had ever given.

"I'll think about it." Kara rolled her eyes teasingly. "Now get out of here."

Alex nodded, pulling her sister in for one final hug before reaching into her pockets to pull out the breach device. With her free hand, she swept up the duffle bag that sat on the floor beside her, then clicked the device. The swirling blue gateway pulsed into existence behind them. Maggie eyed the breach suspiciously, a look that Oliver knew meant that she loathed interdimensional jumping as much as he did.

"Do we have to go back tonight?" Maggie addressed her girlfriend. "That hotel had sheets with like a three thousand thread count."

Alex lightly jabbed her with an elbow. "Shut up, lets go home."

With that, the two stepped through the breach, Oliver and Kara stood watching as the gateway hummed for a few moments, then snapped shut. Kara stared at the space where the breach had been, eyes almost glassy, clearly lost in her own thoughts. Oliver drew in a breath, then lightly placed his hand on her arm.

"Kara?" He called her name softly.

She twitched back into focus, eyes snapping to Oliver.

"I know we've had a long few days, but I was thinking maybe we could get a drink before we call it a night?"

Oliver hated the edge of nervousness he could hear in his voice. What he had just done was tantamount to asking Kara out on a date, with everything he knew existed between them there was no way he could ask anything of Kara without there being a subtext. Between his hasty exit from National City, his equally quick return to help defeat the Daxamite invasion, then rushing back to Earth-1 with the Superfriends in tow, they still hadn't addressed what there was between them. Kara's words to him still rang in his mind, her admittance of how vulnerable her emotions made her, it was just one more thing they had in common.

Kara let out a small breath. "I appreciate the offer but I…uh…I just want to get to sleep."

"Of course," He replied quickly, a little too quickly. "John had a room made up for you at The Starling Royal, room 245."

Oliver quickly moved over to the computer desk and retrieved the key card that Digg had left for the room and handed it over to Kara.

"I'll—uh, call you in the morning?" Kara offered cautiously.

Not trusting himself with words after the over eagerness of his last response, Oliver simply nodded. Kara allowed herself a small smile in return. Without another word, Kara turned on her heel and walked across The Bunker to the elevator. Oliver watched, eyes focused on her until the elevator doors slid closed and hid her away from his view.

End Note: IMPORTANT THINGS

So, I wanted to put something to you guys. Over on the AO3 posting of this sotry, JohnFromNC mentioned Team Flash in a comment last week and the kind of AU role I'll be giving to them in this story (and potential sequels) has been on my mind a lot while I was working on this one.

If I do decide to go down the route of embracing this as a full Arrowverse AU, and making alterations to Team Flash and The Legends, is there anything in particular you guys would want to see? I feel like if I start making changes over at Team Flash, I might go down a SnowBarry route since that ship has been a weakness of mine since day one of that show. But that said, I'm totally open to engaging with any and all ideas that you guys might have in relation to other changes in this universe. Ultimately, I write as much for the people who read this stuff as I do for myself, so if I can make accommodations for things you all want to see I'll do my best to make them possible. As I'm sure you've noticed, I engage pretty regularly with you guys in the comments, so drop any thoughts you have below, and I'll get back to you on them as soon as I can!

Stay safe folks!