Earth 14 Part II

FBI Snart X Cop Lance

xXx

Felicity looked far too smug as she took a seat at the high top beside Laurel. "You look rather proud of yourself, did Oliver do something stupid and now you have something to hold over his head?" Laurel asked. Sara snorted as Felicity rolled her eyes.

"Don't even get me started, but that's not why I'm happy." Felicity replied looking over at Sara.

"I don't like that look, what's going on?" Sara asked around a bite of her sandwich.

"That body that just came in? It's involved in a Federal Case." she explained. Sara dropped her sandwich on the open wrapper and groaned.

"Oh come on, so now the FBI is going to take yet another one of my cases? First the co-ed murder three months ago and now the floater on the beach?"

"Why are you so happy about this?" Laurel questioned.

"The agent in charge of the case is McSmug Cute face."

Sara's indignance seemed to dissipate at that and Laurel watched her younger sister curiously. "I said stupid, Fee, he has a stupid face." was all she said as she turned back to her sandwich. Laurel shot Felicity a questioning look.

"Whose Agent McSmug Cute Face?" she asked.

"Stupid." Sara garbled around a mouth full.

"His name is Leonard Snart." Felicity told her.

"Oh the agent who was here for the Campus drug ring case." Laurel sent Sara a knowing look. "He was cute." Sara rolled her eyes.

"No."

"No what? You don't think he's cute?"

"Of course she does that's why she went out with him." Felicity added and Laurel looked both hurt that she hadn't known this to begin with and smug that she was right.

"We did not go out." Sara defended. "We had dinner once."

"And how did it go?" Laurel asked.

"Badly." Sara replied. "Halfway through dinner we both got calls from our SOs informing us that the FBI would be taking over the case now that all the work was done, by us fyi and it really just devolved from there." Sara started packing up trash and stood from the table. "Worst date ever." she continued.

"Even worse than that British guy from the bank job? What was his name? Rip Hunter?" Felicity questioned. Sara hesitated.

"Second worst date ever." she clarified, turning on her heels and walking away.

Felicity hummed as she turned to her own lunch and Laurel looked at her suspiciously. "I know that look Doc, what do you know?"

Felicity looked up at the A.D.A barely feigning innocence as she made eye contact. "I really shouldn't" she told the older woman half heartedly.

"No, I really think you should." Laurel replied.

"Well if you're going to twist my arm." Felicity sat up a little straighter. "Apparently he took her to the Pub that Oliver's sister owns and Thea saw everything that happened between them."

"And?" Laurel directed her full attention to the young pathologist.

"And, it looked like, from Thea's perspective that Sara did all the accusing and Snart tried to defend himself but didn't get very far before she stormed out in the Sara Lance fashion."

Laurel sighed, shaking her head. "It is a miracle that her hot headedness hasn't gotten her into more trouble."

"Agreed, the question though, is how do we give her a push without putting ourselves in front of the firing squad."

Laurel took a deep breath. "Very carefully.

xXx

Detective Sara Lance ran hot. That was the only way Leonard could think to describe it and while he didn't much like the heat, when it pertained to the detective he couldn't stop thinking about, he was willing to brave it.

He thought he had made some progress with the hot headed woman the last time he was in town. He'd taken her to dinner at a local pub that she frequented, and at first it all seemed to be going well. They laughed and enjoyed a pretty entertaining dinner. Of course, it didn't last, their phones going off almost in tandem alerting them both to the one thing that could succeed in ruining their date.

Sara had been, understandably upset about the whole thing and of course it set her off. She accused him of trying to butter her up before her boss could drop the bomb on her and stormed out before he could explain that it was all a surprise to him as well.

He hadn't seen her since and now, he was going to have to walk into her precinct once again and take another one of her cases, thoroughly destroying any chance he could possibly have had with her.

Her back was to him as he stepped off the elevator and judging by the hunch of her shoulders and the vicious way she tapped her pencil against the pile of files beside her, she was none too happy. He took a deep breath and braced himself for the worst as he approached her.

"Detective Lance?" he called out, watching as she sat up straighter, shoulders tensing further before she slowly swiveled her chair around to face him.

"Agent Snart." she greeted and to be honest, Leonard was sure it could have been a lot more hostile than it was. He watched as she put a hand on the files beside her and pushed them toward him at the edge of her desk. "Everything you need should be there." she continued before turning back to her computer.

Leonard sighed. "Sara," he began and slowly she turned to face him.

"Yes Agent?" she replied looking up at him in a way that screamed the challenge he was sure it was intended to be. He took a deep breath.

"I've been authorized to work this case with you and your team. After the last case you solved my superiors think you may find something we missed on this case." he set the files he had been carrying down on top of the pile she offered him. "Would you like to grab a cup of coffee and go over the case?"

"She'd love to." Laurel's voice interrupted any answer Sara was about to give. "You must be agent Snart." she continued coming to stand beside him. She offered him her hand. "Laurel Lance, Assistant District Attorney." he accepted her hand.

"Lance?" he questioned looking between the two women. "You're…"

Laurel smiled. "Sisters." she finished for him. He nodded his understanding. "And I have to say, that it would be very beneficial if you caught Sara up on the case from your end. Don't you agree Sara?" Laurel turned questioning eyes on her younger sister earning herself a glare for her trouble. "It would be the smart thing to do, don't you think?"

Sara stood stiffly from her chair smiling at her sister in a way that wasn't meant to be nice. "Of course it would." she gritted through her teeth. "I can't think of anything I would rather do."

"Excellent!" Laurel exclaimed before turning to Leonard. "If there's anything you need. Don't hesitate to call my office. The DA's office is very committed to helping in anyway we can." she finished before bidding them goodbye and walking away.

Sara sighed when Laurel was gone. "Hurricane Laurel strikes again." she said.

Leonard chuckled. "She'd get along with my sister. Hurricane Lisa." Sara looked away, trying to hide the small smile. Leonard pretended not to notice as he grabbed the stack of files and gestured to the door. "Shall we?"

xXx

Felicity watched her closest friend carefully as she worked, the small smile on her lips. "So how was coffee?" she called out as she took a seat beside Sara's desk. Sara looked up from her paperwork. The little smile was still sitting there and Felicity was almost certain she had no idea it was there. Sara shrugged.

"It was okay I guess." she replied.

"I see, and you didn't kill him or anything did you?"

Sara looked confused. "Why would you think that?"

"Well, when you didn't answer any of my calls or text last night I assumed you were burying the body and didn't want anyone to be able to prove you were there." Felicity explained.

"Oh, no, I uh, just got wrapped up in the case." Sara told her, turning back to her work.

For a cop, or better yet, for daddy's little rebel, Sara had a terrible poker face, and Felicity watched gleefully as the light blush bloomed across her cheeks. She knew pushing the bull headed woman wasn't going to garner any results so Felicity decided to wait. If she played her cards right she'd have exactly the answers she was looking for in no time at all.