Alright, this sub-plot... Is it cheesy? Probably. However, I needed and excuse to force Axel and Len to get closer to one another. Thus, this sub-plot was born. You'll have to read to see what I mean. Please be nice and bear with me.

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Len laid in bed that night and thought about the events that had transpired that day. Meeting Axel had been strange. What had been stranger, however, was Mick's behavior after Axel came aboard. He acted as if he was threatened by him. Maybe he thought that Len would replace him. That's the only explanation he could come up with, anyway. Len would never do that, though. He cared about Mick. Had for a long time. There was no way he would allow anyone else to be his partner.

Axel was another thing entirely. He was still annoying as hell, but Len felt awed by the attention the newcomer was paying him. Nobody had ever treated him like he was...special. That's the feeling he got from Axel, though. For all his flirting, the man seemed to be genuinely attracted to him. This was something he didn't have much experience with so he had no idea how to handle the situation. If he admitted it to himself, there was something about Axel that drove Len crazy. There was a familiarity there that he had never experienced with a stranger before. It was like he was a long lost friend, but Len knew he had never met the man before. Being around him was...nice. Len spent the rest of the night tossing and turning, thoughts of Axel and Mick swirling around in his head.

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Len yawned as he made his way to the bridge. Everyone was already gathered there and shot him odd looks. Usually, he was one of the first ones up.

"What? I didn't sleep well. No need to stare at me like I've got two heads." he said gruffly. Len was let off the hook when Rip entered from his office, Axel in tow.

"We've deciphered where we can intercept Savage next. In New York City, 1998, there's an attack on a gay club carried out by some Neo-Nazi thugs. Savage was seen in the club just before the attack. Twenty died that night. It was seen as one of the worst acts of home-grown terrorism to have ever occurred. This group went on to terrorize more minority groups and were supplied with high-end weaponry. Nobody knows where they got it, but they certainly didn't have the funds to gather it themselves." When Rip stopped, Axel picked up.

"We have decided to go undercover at the club, find Savage, and follow him out. We will find where he's holed up and plan an attack."

"There's just one problem." Kendra spoke up. "We don't have the dagger." Rip looked at her.

"I'm glad you brought that up." he said. "It's quite likely that he has the dagger somewhere on his property. Once we find out where, exactly, that is, we'll send Mr. Palmer in to find and retrieve it."

"What about the attack on the club?" Ray asked. "Can't we stop that?" Axel looked at Rip. The Time Masters were taught to not interfere. He was still new to this whole rebellion thing and was unsure as to what they would end up doing. Rip thought for a moment before coming to a decision.

"We can't be sure of the ramifications protecting the club will have, but-" he was cut off by Jax.

"We have to do something! I can't just stand there and watch as people are murdered." Rip looked pointedly at the interrupter.

"But," he continued again. "I'll have Gideon project a prediction to see what will happen to the future if we do stop this attack. If it's nothing catastrophic, we'll act." This time, it was Gideon who spoke.

"I show that the only effect that saving the patrons of the club will have is the dissipation of the Neo-Nazi group and the prevention of further attacks by them."

"Alright, here's what we'll do. Axel, you and Mr. Snart will go undercover in the club, Mr. Palmer, you will go with them and follow Savage to his base of operations where you will break in and find and retrieve the dagger. Mr. Rory, Ms. Lance, Mr. Jackson, and Professor Stein will stay at the club, stop the attack, and dispense of the terrorists. You will all then return to the ship and we'll plan our attack on Savage." As soon as he took a breath, everyone in the room began talking all at once. An eyebrow twitched in annoyance before he bellowed to get them all to cease speaking. "QUIET! One at a time, please!" The entire room was silent until Len stepped forward and broke it.

"Why the hell do I have to be the one to go undercover?" he asked, grimace on his face.

"Because you and Axel are the best at reading people and being covert." Mick decided that it was his turn to speak next.

"Why can't I be the one to go with Snart. We're partners after all."

"Absolutely not. Mr. Rory, you're far too hot-headed and unpredictable for that part of the mission. You're better suited for the task I've assigned you." Mick growled, but Len shook his head slightly. If he was going to have a job he despised, then Mick could be just as miserable. He wasn't even sure why Mick wanted to be the one to go with him in the first place. They had done jobs before where they'd had to be separated and he'd been fine with it. Why now? Len was so lost in his thoughts that he barely registered Rip instructing him and Axel to go to the fabrication room to go ahead and get their outfits in order before they head out.