Disclaimer: CW/DC own these characters. I'm only borrowing them for a while. I own the original ideas found in this.

AN:Thank you for returning to this story. I apologize for being away so long. I had to start writing a season 6.5/7 story because I needed a catharsis because of the ending of 6 x 23.

TW: mention of torture and its aftereffects.

Previously:

Before she could decide there was a sudden swoosh and a man with Dr. Wells' face wearing an outfit similar to Barry's but in yellow was standing there, grasping Kara by the arms. Kara yanked herself out of his hold and straightened herself, attempting to hide her fatigue. Felicity could tell she had yet to gain back her full strength, however.

"Here she is, mein Fuhrer. I shouldn't have been surprised, these people who call themselves heroes. They had her hidden in one of my secret rooms I had added on here personally." Looking at Felicity restrained in the chair, Thawne said, "Perhaps I should apologize for interrupting your fun, mein Fuhrer."

"No, thank you for finding her. We need to get her back to our Headquarters so the surgeon can perform the transplant. My Kara is fading fast."

Kara, Felicity and Caitlin watched as Oliver-X stopped in mid-turn, touched his ear, and spoke while staring ahead. "Yes, Hartley. Oh, you did? Well done, but hardly necessary. We got her now. Get everything ready for us. We are returning now." Oliver-X looked at the three women. "Ladies, I appreciate your assistance." Looking at the other two, he said, "For now, we don't need you to return with us. However, we'll keep a contingent here to prevent any trouble from you. They'll escort you downstairs to join the others."

One of the soldiers approached. "Here is a pair of power-dampening handcuffs, mein Fuhrer. We were able to find them here in a locked closet."

Felicity and Caitlin exchanged looks. Felicity could tell Caitlin wished they'd hidden such things better.

"Excellent. Place them on her, hands behind her back, and we will be taking off." Kara reluctantly allowed them to put the cuffs on. She had no other choice since the other soldiers were pointing rifles at Felicity and Caitlin. She was still too weak to get all three of them out of there at super-speed or to catch any bullets they might fire before they hit their targets.

"Now take these two and put them with the others. Keep an eye on them and report any problems."

Felicity's heart sank. Now for sure they wouldn't be able to mount an escape plan from here if they all were imprisoned within the cells. She wished Caitlin or Cisco had thought ahead to plan a way of escaping if ever they were held in the cells.

"Yes, mein Fuhrer," the three soldiers said, after clicking their heels and nodding their heads.

Oliver-X then nodded to another soldier, who took out a small instrument, pointed it away from them, and opened a breach. Felicity and Caitlin watched despondently as they went through it with Kara, in the firm and resolute grip of Oliver-X. They were then pushed towards the door by the soldiers and they reluctantly followed them downstairs.

~~OQ~~KD~~OQ~~KD~~

Previously:

Ralph-X was slowly rising to his feet. "Interesting. Though small, she packs a punch, as the English expression goes." Wiping his hands together, he turned towards Barry and Cisco. "Well, I guess I'll take you for questioning, weakling," he said, looking again at Cisco while the soldiers were chaining Sara back to the wall.

Cisco gave Barry a frightened look, which dismayed Barry. He nodded encouragingly at Cisco and attempted to communicate through his eyes the message to stay strong. When the guards had unlocked Cisco's manacles, they pushed him in front of them out the cell door. As he left, Ralph-X smirked at Barry.

Barry and Sara had waited impatiently for any word about either Cisco or Oliver. Sara tried several times to pull the chains out of the wall. Of course, that didn't work, so she tried to dislocate her thumbs in order to remove the manacles, but unlike hand cuffs, the manacles prevented that from happening. Meanwhile Barry couldn't think of any way of escaping the restraining powers of the collar around his neck. Conversation was minimal as the two of them were lost in their own thoughts.

An hour later, the door opened and two soldiers carried an unconscious Cisco to the cell. After opening the door, they threw him into the middle of the cell. Barry was disheartened when Cisco didn't make a sound when he landed on the hard floor. However, there was a glimmer of hope when the soldiers failed to chain Cisco up again. As Ralph-X walked towards them with a snide smile on his face, Barry waited in trepidation to hear what had happened.

"You may be happy to hear this weakling of a teammate met my expectations. He yielded the information we needed quite easily."

"Well, if he did that, why does he look like you beat him to a pulp?" Barry asked.

"You can't expect us to stop having fun simply because we got the information we needed," Ralph-X said with a shrug. Turning, he walked away as he said, "I have more important issues to handle than talking with you. Perhaps I'll return, perhaps I wouldn't."

"Aren't you going to give us water, dressings, medicine for Cisco?" Barry asked.

Turning, Ralph-X shrugged again. "We didn't consider it to be necessary, but I guess we'll make a concession. I'll send someone in with what you need."

As soon as the steel door slammed shut, Sara asked, "I wonder what he meant by the possibility of him not returning."

"I assume because Cisco gave up where Kara was hiding, perhaps he doesn't have much use for us."

Sara didn't know what to say to that. Changing the subject, she asked, "I wonder where Oliver is, and why we were separated."

"I also wonder. It's probably because he looks like their Fuhrer." After some thought, he added, "Or because he appears as our leader."

Sara nibbled on her lower lip. "I hope he's still alive."

Barry could only nod silently. He crawled towards Cisco and gently shook him. Luckily his chains were just long enough to reach him. "Cisco! Can you hear me, buddy?" He quickly assessed Cisco's injuries. He let out a sigh of relief after he pulled up Cisco's shirt. "Luckily it doesn't look like any internal bleeding. No extensive bruising." He palpated Cisco's abdomen. "Ribs appear amazingly intact." Checking Cisco's extremities, Barry breathed another sigh of relief because there didn't appear to be any broken bones. Simply a lot of bruising. And pain and discomfort, Barry was sure.

"Well, they probably have gotten the art of torture down so they don't cause life-threatening injuries. Except when they want to, that is," Sara said.

A young man in a Nazi uniform walked in with a basin of water and gauze bandages. He approached the cell and practically threw the items at Barry. Water sloshed over the edge. Barry bit his tongue and only thanked the soldier, who didn't say a word but simply turned around and left.

Barry had to reach for the basin to pull it towards them and began to wash Cisco's wounds. He was pleased to see there was a small tube of antibacterial cream and tape as well as bandages. Cisco began to moan as Barry bandaged the various cuts, which Barry also took an encouraging sign.

"Barry, is that you?"

"Yeah, Cisco, how you doing?"

"Not so good." Cisco attempted to sit up but Barry gently held him down. "Let me sit up."

"Lay down for a while, Cisco, and rest. Anything hurt very bad?"

"Barry, everything hurts. They first shocked me, then they continually stabbed me. At first small cuts, more annoying than anything, and then they proceeded to make larger cuts." A small cry rose from his throat. "I told them where to find Kara, Barry. I didn't mean to, I really didn't. It…it slipped out when they cut deeper and longer and it hurt so much. I–"

"Shsh, Cisco. It's alright. You couldn't help it. Thawne would've told them where to look if you hadn't. He built the hidden rooms, after all."

"Oh, I forgot about him."

Silence occurred while Barry finished dressing Cisco's wounds. He then asked, "Cisco, did they say anything useful in front of you? Particularly where Oliver is?"

"Nah. Just what they were going to do with us after they're done cutting Kara open."

Barry didn't feel the need to ask him for details; he could only imagine. Hopefully they wouldn't find out. He looked around the room again to see if the soldiers or the fake Ralph had dropped anything useful. It was a faint hope; there was nothing to be found. Barry looked over at Sara, meeting her gaze. She said, "Nope, still got no idea either on how we get out of here."

"We have to get out soon. Once they have Kara, they're going to cut her open," Cisco said in a panic.

"Yeah, we know, Cisco."

Barry leaned against the wall and traded looks again with Sara, who also leaned against the wall, raised her knees to her chest and rested her arms on them. They sat in silence which was broken only with Cisco's light snores when he fell asleep.

~~OQ~~KD~~OQ~~KD~~

The breach unfortunately opened, in Kara's opinion, directly in the Nazi headquarters on Earth-X. Kara recognized some of the hallways as she was led to the same room where they'd attempted to saw her open before. It was also set up exactly as it was the last time, down to an unconscious Kara-X on a stretcher. Except there were now at least twenty soldiers around the room, holding rifles.

She was pushed towards what appeared to be a closet and a woman she assumed was a nurse thrusted a pile of scrubs into her hands. Kara was instructed to change. When the nurse closed the door, Kara noticed a dim light above her. No lock on the door, of course. Nothing was in there to help with an escape. She reluctantly changed into the scrubs and opened the door.

Oliver-X was standing right outside and grabbed her by the upper arm out of the room. He led her to the empty stretcher across from Kara-X, released her arm and stood there with a scowl on his face. At least he allowed her the dignity of lying down on the stretcher without any of his 'help'. Once she had settled herself, she was once again swabbed in sterile drapes.

"We'll get this started right away. I doubt we'll be interrupted this time, for I believe we have all your comrades locked up. So, pray to whatever deity you may believe in, for these are your last moments on earth," Oliver-X told her with a smirk.

The woman surgeon again appeared by her side and started the small saw in her hands. "I so enjoy hearing the sound of metal slicing through bone." After smirking at Kara, she said, "You should probably close your eyes. This will all be over in a minute."

Kara tried to slow her beating heart, as well as her eyes from tearing up. She decided to close her eyes and steeled herself for the impact of the saw. Instead, she heard the surgeon swear.

"What's wrong now, Doctor?" Oliver-X asked, not bothering to hide his frustration and anger. "What are you waiting for?"

"I don't know." Kara opened her eyes and looked down at her chest and watched as the surgeon attempted to bring the small saw down to her chest. For some reason she couldn't bring it any further than an inch above her.

Suddenly she heard a somewhat familiar, but tinny, voice coming from above her, but she couldn't see anyone else besides the Nazis. "Mitts off, Mengele."

Part of her brain wondered if on this earth Mengele was also a Nazi doctor who performed horrific experiments in the concentration camps, like he had been on her Earth. Before she could follow that thought, a man in a silver and red steel suit seemingly materialized at the side of her stretcher and punched the surgeon and nurse who'd been standing there. Kara noticed Oliver-X was missing and wondered where he'd run off to.

"If you excuse me a moment, I'll quickly take care of these soldiers," Ray said as he turned blasting rays from his cuffs on the soldiers around the room who were now racing towards them. As soon as they'd realized what was happening, the soldiers who'd not been hit had taken the opportunity to run out of the room.

Ray walked over to Kara when he realized there wasn't any Nazis still standing. "Are you alright?" he asked as he assisted her into sitting on the side of the stretcher.

"Yeah, I'm alive at least. More than I thought I'd be a few minutes ago thanks to you," she smiled at him. "Don't tell me you're all alone over here."

"No, Amaya, Zari and Nate are looking for Oliver, Barry, Sara and Cisco."

"That's good," Kara said, right before she fainted into Ray's arms.

AN: Just a reminder, I may have used some of the dialogue and/or scenes from the crossover, but I also may have used them in a different way, adding or subtracting various characters along the way. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as the previous ones. If you be so kind, I'd always appreciate a review letting me know what you liked or thought was funny in this chapter or story.