Kendra had never been a rebellious person. Despite her affair in ancient Egypt, she was not a secretive person. Which was why once she'd discovered what Amy had done, she walked straight to the man who was supposed to be managing the situation. However, Kendra stopped in her tracks when Rip's voice rang through the intercom.
"We are ready to send the T.A.R.D.I.S. home; everyone, please report to the bridge to say goodbye to her crew."
Kendra sighed and slowly turned around and went back the way she'd come. In Sara's quarters, Captain Cold was being less subtle with his frustration with Rip…
"I'll freeze him," he said. Sara was curled up against his side on the bed. Leonard's right arm was wrapped around her waist, holding her against him.
"No, you won't," said Sara happily.
"No," Snart sighed. "I won't."
Sara clapped his shoulder as she got up from the bed. She was almost standing when Leonard grabbed her wrist. Sara turned, the sudden movement setting her on alarm. In an instant, her feet lined up, her knees bent slightly, every muscle in her body flexed, and her mind became battle-ready. Yet, in the next instant, the exact opposite happened. Slowly, Snart rotated his wrist around Sara's and lifted her hand to his lips. Neither knew what to do next; neither had ever been in a relationship like this. Snart had certainly never shown sincere chivalry, and Sara had never been extended such courtesy. (Oliver had been charming and never chivalrous.)
Snart saw Sara's eyes widen at the thought of Oliver, "What?"
"Nothing," said Sara quietly. Snart raised an eyebrow but didn't ask. Both had been forced to keep enough secrets in their lifetime to understand that some things are best left unsaid.
"I was just thinking about Oliver."
"Billionaire Queen?" said Snart, shocked. "If you're thinking about him while being with me…"
"No, no," laughed Sara. "It's not like that."
Snart waited patiently for a response.
Finally, Sara rolled her eyes and gave in, "I was just thinking about how he'll react when I tell him." Sara turned and walked over to her closet before she could see Snart's reaction.
What she heard was Snart sitting up and drawling, "Now, why would you do that?"
Sara turned, throwing her hip out to emphasize, and said, "We have history."
Snart sat up even further as Sara turned back towards her closet, switching her white ripped tank for a white t-shirt with a faded band's logo. He barely heard Sara when she ask, "Shouldn't you be getting dressed? Ray might come looking for us."
"Even with my limited knowledge of relationships," Snart said. "It was my understanding that you don't notify your ex's when you start a new one."
"Oliver's more than an ex- wait…" Sara grinned and turned around, light blue jeans still in hand. "Are you jealous, Snart?"
"I'm not jealous of some rich little wimp."
"He's also the Green Arrow," Sara attempted to say casually while pulling on her jeans.
"So should I be?" said Snart suspiciously.
"Be what?"
"Jealous."
"Depends," smirked Sara.
Snart decided to play along, "Depends on what?"
Sara walked back over to Leonard and put her hand on his chest, leaning over so her hair fell on either side on his face. With a sneaky smile she said, "Depends on whether or not you're this slow when undressing.
Sara's lips met Leonard's, and she could feel him smiling. She'd just nipped his lip when suddenly he pulled away and said, "Oh, that won't be a problem assassin."
Sara shook her head in spite of herself and kneeled over Leonard's lap. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her against him. Sara pulled her arms up and joined them behind Leonard's neck, taking control of the kiss. When they eventually stopped and Sara left to say goodbye to the Ponds, Len got dressed as quickly as he could.
