Earth 13

Businessman Leonard Snart X Coroner Sara Lance

xXx

"We've got a fresh one for you doc." A paramedic called out to the woman across the lab as he wheeled a gurney in front of him. Dr. Sara Lance turned from the table across the room to face the man.

"Thanks Mark, what happened?" she asked as she watched him hoist the body onto the autopsy table.

"Poor guy, he was at lunch with his sister and best friend when he just stopped breathing. Keeled over right then and there." he explained. "His sister had to be pulled away from him. It was awful. She and the friend are on their way here to identify him for the records."

"Alright, thanks." she replied signing his paperwork and handing it back. Mark nodded at her before collecting his gurney and rolling it back out.

Sara sighed looking over the zipped up black body bag and shook her head. She loved her job, it was hard not to when she got help put bad people away. But sometimes, times like now, she hated it.

Sara unzipped the bag and pulled the flap open, revealing the man inside. He was tall, with dark hair closely cropped to his head. He was rather handsome if she were honest and she found herself thinking over the circumstances of his arrival here. It was sad really he looked like the successful type in his sport jacket and sweater vest. She could only imagine the pure grief his sister must be feeling having witnessed his death. She took a deep breath and looked at her paperwork.

"Alright Mr. Snart, let's find out what happened shall we?"

Behind her the door opened and the receptionist stepped in. "Doctor Lance." she called out. Sara turned to her. "Mr. Snart's family is here. They're insisting on staying until the autopsy is finished."

"Alright, make sure you tell them it's going to be a while. Get them whatever they need." she instructed. The assistant nodded and left leaving Sara to get back to work. Sara started to work stripping the body and setting him out on the autopsy table. She began dictations, recording her observations before finally moving in with her scalpel.

And then it all happened at once. She put the tip of the blade just to the left of his left clavicle and pressed down, the blade piercing his skin. She startled as his body jerked up eyes snapping open, searching franticly around him. She could tell immediately that he couldn't breathe and she forced herself to put her shock aside and jump into action, moving up closer to the table and putting her hands on his shoulders. His attention turned to her and she watched as he clawed at his throat trying to force air into his lungs.

"Okay, calm down." she told him pushing at his shoulders to lie back, he did, still gasping for breath that wouldn't come. She felt along his throat. "Esophageal spasm." she muttered to herself, quickly running for a drawer along one of the cabinets. She riffled through it, pulling out a sterile tube and returned to the table where his movements were becoming less pronounced. "This is gonna hurt." she warned, before picking up the scalpel and cutting into his throat. When that was finished she fed the tube into the incision and began CPR.

Sara pulled away, sighing in relief when he started breathing on his own. His eyes found her's as she looked down at him and smiled. "Welcome back Mr. Snart." she greeted him. His lips twitched into a smirk for the briefest of moments before he relaxed again. Sara looked down and grabbed the sheet, pulling it up higher on his body before turning and rushing out of the autopsy room. She burst through the doors into reception startling the couple waiting there. The young woman was red eyed and clearly distraught, the man beside her, holding her close. Sara turned to the receptionist and ordered her to call an ambulance, before turning to the couple.

"You're Leonard Snart's family?" she asked and the young woman still teary eyed nodded.

"Good, come with me." she motioned for them to follow her and they did.

"What's going on?" the woman asked keeping up with Sara as they pushed through the doors to the autopsy room. "Oh my god." she stopped short when she caught sight of her brother on the table. "Is he… is he alive?"

She rushed to him, stopping beside the table and taking his hand as he opened his eyes to look up at her. "Lenny?" she called out, tears starting fresh, her voice wavering. "Oh god you're okay." she cried into his shoulder as the larger man came up to stand on his other side.

xXx

"Excuse me, Doctor Lance?" the receptionist's voice broke through Sara's thoughts and she turned to the open door to find said woman standing there with vase of flowers in hand. "There's a delivery for you." she told her and stepped forward, offering her the vase. Sara took them with a smile and a thank you carrying them into her office just off the Autopsy room.

The bouquet was rather large, all various colors of blues-like her eyes- and whites. They were Canterbury Bells and if she remembered her herbology class correctly they meant gratitude. She pulled the card from the center of the spray and opened it, reading the precise, meticulous handwriting on the inside.

What do you get the woman who's saved your life?

Flowers don't seem like enough, honestly. So perhaps you'll let me buy you a coffee sometime.

-Leonard Snart