After confronting Savage in twenty-one sixty-six, they finally captured him, thanks to Cassandra. Although, most on board would have preferred that they had killed the man. That was up to Kendra, though, and she wasn't going to follow through until Carter got his memory back.
"As long as he's on board and breathing, Savage is a threat to everyone on this ship." Len said, perturbed by the turn of events. He took the bottle of scotch that Sara handed him, mindlessly, but didn't drink. Instead, he handed it back to Mick.
"So, what? We just kill Savage and leave Carter a brainless drone?" Kendra asked, not believing what she was hearing. Len raised a finger and pointed at her.
"Yes." Mick said. Len had taken plenty of chances in his life, but this was one he wasn't willing to take. Not only was the team in danger, but his child as well. If Savage ever found out... He didn't know what the man would do. Len was pulled from his thoughts by the others entering the room.
"Sorry we're late, but we found something." Ray said, holding up a tool. All eyes turned to him.
"We've been running diagnostics on Ray's suit after his battle with Savage's Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robot." Jax said.
"The telemetry data included a comparative scan of the robot's tech." Ray continued as they approached the center console, bringing data up on the screen. Rip approached as well.
"Amazing." the captain said, leaning on the console.
"This neuromorphic profile is astonishingly futuristic." Stein said, the others gathering around the console as well.
"Yeah, it's from twenty-one sixty-six." Kendra said, confused.
"Well, that's the thing." Jax said, looking at her. "It's not." This shocked everyone. If something this advanced wasn't from Rip's time, then where was it from?
"This technology's light years more advanced than anything from twenty-one sixty-six." Ray said.
"Who cares?" Len asked. He had had about enough of this. He had a mind to go and kill Savage himself, but knew it wouldn't stick.
"The Time Masters." Rip said, standing straight. "They refused to take action against Savage because he didn't pose a threat to the timeline."
"But, if he comes into possession of future technology-" Stein started, being cut off by Rip.
"It means he's been engaging in exactly the same manipulation of time that the Time Council were designed to prevent." Rip continued, getting excited.
"So now they'll finally sign off on undoing all the damage Savage has done to the world." Sara said.
"Last time I checked, the Time Council was at the edge of the timeline, and this bucket of bolts can barely hold it together as it is." Mick reminded everyone. They were getting their hopes too high.
"Gideon, what's the status of the Time Drive?"
"Stable, Captain."
"Plot a course for the Vanishing Point. Tonight, Vandal Savage faces justice for his crimes."
~x~x~x~
While the ship was taking them on their course, Mick came over and sat by Len, who still hadn't left the bridge.
"What's the matter?" he asked. Len looked at him out of the corner of his eye. He had something he wanted to say...ask...but didn't want to make Mick angry again. Oh, screw it.
"I want you to stay away from Savage." he said. Mick looked confused.
"Why?" he asked. Len sighed. This was the part that would make the man angry.
"Because, he's a master manipulator." he said, finally looking at Mick head on. "You can be easily manipulated." Mick's expression clouded over.
"That's bullshit! Are you calling me stupid?!"
"No!" Len exclaimed. He was getting frustrated with the way Mick would jump to conclusions. He just wanted Mick to be careful. He didn't know what he would do if Savage managed to turn him against him. "That's not what I meant. It's just..." he trailed off and paused for a second. "I don't want to lose you again." he finished quietly. Mick looked at him with a different expression on his face. Len wasn't able to decipher it. Ever since Mick came back from being Kronos, Len wasn't able to read him as easily as he used to. Mick leaned closer and lay a gentle kiss on Len's lips. Len closed his eyes, kissing back. When they pulled apart, Mick was smirking.
"You ain't gonna lose me."
~x~x~x~
The ship shuddered and shook as they continued to their destination. All the swaying and shaking sent Len to the bathroom so he could toss his cookies. When he was finished, he brushed his teeth and left his cabin. As he was walking down the corridor, the ship suddenly pitched to the side. Light fixtures exploded and sent sparks flying. Len was thrown into a wall where he hit his head and sank to the floor, unconscious.
~x~x~x~
Mick entered the bridge and yelled for Rip. When the captain and Sara emerged from Rip's office, Mick began.
"What the hell was that?!" he asked. Rip looked guilty.
"Gideon?" he yelled.
"Time Drive failure, Captain. The mains are offline." came the computer's reply. Rip cursed and Mick growled. Jax and Stein came running onto the bridge next.
"What happened?" Jax asked.
"It appears the Time Drive is in need of some repair." Rip responded, turning to Sara. "Uh, Miss Lance, if you wouldn't mind going, checking on our guest?"
"On it." she said, already walking away. Rip then turned to Jax, who had approached the console that Rip was standing at to look at the readouts.
"Mr. Jackson, I'm going to need your assistance fixing the Time Drive." Stein walked up to them.
"What if Jefferson can't get the ship moving again?" he asked. Jax rolled his eyes.
"Oh, thanks for the vote of confidence."
"No, what I mean is if the ship can't be repaired, we're marooned in the Time Stream." Stein reiterated.
"There really is no need to worry." Rip said, looking at the older man. "The Jumpship is equipped with an auxiliary Time Drive, capable of a one-time jump back to 2016." he turned back to Jax. "Which will not be necessary, considering you are going to fix the Waverider."
"I'll do my best." Jax said.
"That's the spirit." Rip walked over to another console, not looking up from what he was doing. "You look concerned, Martin."
"I'm remembering what Mr. Snart said about Savage's presence on this ship being a danger to us all."
"Where is Snart, anyway?" Mick asked, from his seat where he had been quietly watching the others. Rip looked up at him, shrugging, before Gideon spoke up.
"Mr. Snart is in corridor B. He is unconscious."
"What?!" Mick stood abruptly. "Why didn't you tell someone, rust bucket?!" The man left the bridge and ran through the corridors until he reached the correct one. When he came upon corridor B, he saw Len's crumpled form on the ground. Getting closer, he saw a puddle of blood under the other man's head. Panic shot through him and Mick knelt to the ground. He touched Len's neck, just to reassure himself that the man was still alive before gently rolling him over.
"C'mon Lenny." he murmured, patting Len's cheek to try and rouse him. When that didn't work, he set about staunching the bleeding from the cut on Len's temple. He pulled a piece of cloth from his pocket and applied pressure to the wound.
"Gideon." he said, loudly.
"Yes, Mr. Rory."
"Get med bay ready. I'm bringing Snart in." he said, picking the man up bridal style. He made sure Len's head was cradled safely against his chest before taking off toward med bay.