Season returns: takes place around 2X10. Where did Snart go after warning Barry?
Rating: K+/T
Additonal pairings: little GoldenVibe (Lisa & Cisco)
Leonard sighed. Well that was going to be the last time he breaks out of prison without appropriate help. He doesn't mind a bit of exercise, that comes with the job. But from walking from one side of the city to the other well, that's where he draws the line. He was already tired as it was, prison beds weren't exactly comfy and who could sleep with all the noise going on? Sighing in relief when he eventually got back to his apartment, he looked for the spare key. No doubt the door would be locked. Eventually, he found it. It wasn't where he kept it normally which shocked him slightly but what shocked him more was the fact that the door was unlocked. All the lights were off, and the place seemed to be dead.
"Well.. I thought I taught her better.." He mumbled to himself as he flicked on the night. Next thing he knew, Lisa was coming with him with a frying pan.
"Lenny? What are you doing here?" Lisa asked, shocked, as she put down the frying pan.
"Really Lise, you have a freaking Gold gun and yet you pick up a frying pan?" Len laughed as he hugged her.
"It was the closest thing to me. My gun is in the cabinet." Lisa said, hugging back. "You never answered my question."
"I managed to get out.. Well Mardon broke me out, and the trickster. They had a plan to kill Ba- The Flash, I knew it weren't going to work so I got myself out of there. Better then being in prison when the plan fell through." Len explained with a shrug. "Now my question time. Why has the spare key moved and why was the door unlocked when I went to unlock it?" He then asked, pulling away from the hug.
"Well.. The Key well, I'll explain later. As for door being unlocked..." Lisa trailed off, motioning to the couch where a-very drunk- passed out Mick was lying. "9 out of 10 nights since you got convicted, he'd well do that." Len sighed and walked over to the sleeping man. He then knelt down so he was practically face to face with him.
"Mick?" Len said softly, as he ran a couple of fingers over his cheek. There partnership has always been... Complicated. They've had an on, off relationship for the last 10 years. They even tried dating other people in the past at one time when they were 'off', but that never worked out. The feelings remained and even though they say they're over each other they always end up back with one and over. "Mickey?" Len said, after he never got a response, nudging him slightly. Sighing as he once again didn't get a response, he looked up at his sister.
"He's drunk, Lenny. You know how much of a deep sleeper he is when he's drunk." Lisa pointed out and Len sighed, turning to face the sleeping man. He's always admired Mick sleeping. He looks so relaxed and peaceful.
"How long has he been back in?" Len asked, not moving his eyes off the sleeping figure.
"I dunno. An hour or two." Lisa answered with a shrug.
"But it's only 11 o clock!" Len exclaimed horrified.
"Yeah well he goes out at 12, comes back when he thinks he's had enough. He's sad. He blames himself for the fact that you were in prison." Lisa explained.
"Why? It's not his fault. I was the one that killed.. Him. It was either I worked with him, or he killed you. It wasn't much of a choice." Len pointed out.
"Because he blames himself for the fact I had a bomb planted in my head. He blames himself for the fact you were forced into that decision. It's because he should have saved you, and he didn't. Instead he ran away with the money. He was too afraid too. Now he's depressed. It's the holidays. It's about spending time with the people you love and one of those is, or was, locked away." Lisa explained, widening her eyes slightly. Sure, their relationship is complicated and not your normal domestic couple, but they never said they loved each other. Well as far as Lisa knows.
"Oh Mick..." Len trailed off, rubbing Mick's cheek with his thumb. Sighing once again, he kissed the other mans forehead before getting up. "I'll see you in the morning." He then said before turning to face his sister. "So about that key..." Len trailed off, raising his eyebrow. Lisa looked, almost nervous.
"So uh, funny story actually. Um. You see.." She trailed off before getting interrupted.
"Hey Li- cold?!" A voice said, entering the room.
"Cisco?" Len asked, keeping his eyebrow raised at the two.
"Uh. Yeah. We're sort of, may be... Together." Lisa said, walking over too him, wrapping her arms around his Torso, and him wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"Please don't kill me." Cisco said, afraid, holding his hands up.
"How did that happen?" Len asked, unsure what to make of the situation.
"Well, he saved my life by getting the bomb out of my head. I felt thankful. We may have kissed before I left him. Lenny, I really like this one. I know your protective I get that. Myself and Mick are the only people you have left in your life. But I know what I'm doing." Lisa explained and Len sighed.
"Alright. If he makes you happy. But, Cisco, hurt her I won't hesitate to hurt you. Regardless of the deal I have with the flash." Len threatened and Cisco gulped.
"Don't worry. I already threatened him." Mick said from behind them, groaning. "Please tell me this isn't a drunken hallucination. That you're really back?"
"I'm back, Mick. I'm back." Len confirmed with a smile as he went back over to him and knelt down again.
"I hope you know. I'm so sorry." Mick said, placing his hand on Len's cheek. Len smiled and placed his hand over Mick's.
"It's not your fault, Mick. Don't blame yourself." Len said and the two stayed in silence for a while.
"Well then. I think I've over stayed my welcome. Many season's returns." Cisco said and Mick gave Len a look.
"Cisco. Wait." Len said, turning his head to look at him. "If you're not busy.. You're more than welcome to spend Christmas with us if you want. But you're probably are with The Flash and co. But the offers there if you want it." Len then added. Lisa mouthed 'Thank you' which Len just smiled at and faced Mick again.
"I'll uh walk you out." Lisa said and the two left.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Len asked and Mick looked a little confused. "The drinking Mick. I've been inside for a couple of months, and Lisa has told me how much you've been drinking."
"It's Christmas, can't a guy enjoy a little bit of alcohol?" Mick asked.
"Yes, but not to the extent you have. You've never been much of a big drinker. Mick. I'm back now. You didn't do anything wrong." Len said with a slight smile.
"I just... I felt like I had let you down. I didn't rescue you from your father he first got you, and I didn't when he forced you on yet another criminal escapade of his. Then he put a bomb in Lisa's head. Who does that to their own child? I felt like it was all my fault and then to add fuel to the fire, I find out you got locked up. So I felt pretty crappy anyway. Then everything became about Christmas and everyone was happy, Christmas shopping for their other halves. I couldn't do that. I weren't even sure you would get a Christmas present. I imagine all the guards hated you in there. It all made me realise how much I miss you... How much I need you... How much I love you..."Mick explained, looking Leonard right in the eyes.
"If I realised anything these last couple of months.. Is that I love you too. I guess it took me almost going to prison for the rest of my life to realise that." Len said, chuckling slightly.
"C'mon. You're Leonard Snart. You would have found your way out of there one way or another. I've never seen a situation where you couldn't escape from." Mick said, chuckling slightly as well.
"Ah yeah. I suppose I would have. Though I'm surprised you thought I wouldn't have made it out in time for Christmas. I'm actually quite offended by that." Len said, still chuckling to himself.
"Hey I had to look the 'grieving boyfriend' part. It's not like I could have visited you or anything. What use would it have been if we were both locked away for the holidays. Then what would have Lisa done?" Mick pointed out.
"Oh. The 'grieving boyfriend'? If I recall we're off at the moment?" Len jokingly asked.
"Well. That depends, I have just told you I love you. I'd really like it if we could be on again." Mick once again pointed out.
"Well, big guy. Does this answer your question?" Len asked before cupping Mick's face in his hands and leaning over and kissing him ever so softly and gentle.
"I don't know. I'm still a little foggy. Must be the booze. I think you need to do that again just so I know." Mick said and grinned before Len kissed him once again, smiling into it.
"Better?" Len asked, once he pulled away.
"Better." Mick confirmed as he stood up. "C'mon. Let's go to bed." He then added, holding Len's hand and lead him to their bedroom.
"You know what I just realised? After 10 years of being in an on again off again relationship, that was the first time we told each other 'I love you.'" Len said, generally shocked.
"Yeah, I've always known I loved you. Even though we've never said those words, we always have told each other 'I love you'. There is, after all, different ways to say that after all." Mick responded with a smile as the pair got ready and into bed.
"Yeah?" Len asked as he cuddled up to the other male.
"Yeah." Mick confirmed, wrapping his arms around the smaller one before leaning down and kissing him softly before they both fell into a deep sleep.
Their relationship might not be normal, heck nothing about their lives is normal. But these two are a pair of criminals that would do anything for each other. They have done for the last 20years, and they will continue doing so for the rest of their lives. Nothing is ever going to change that. After all their home is with each other.
