Time passed and the Legends defeated Savage but lost their Captain and Leonard Snart along the way.
"How did we get in this situation?" Lacy asked as she looked at her fellow teammates while they were locked up by some group called the Justice Society of America.
Martin looked over at her, a grimace across her face, "I believe we are all to blame for this situation but how are we going to get out of here?"
Nate, their newest team member, spoke, "I think I can handle this. But we still haven't completed the mission we came here for and if we don't things won't be good."
Sara sighed, "We are all very aware but right now we're trapped."
They stopped talking when the group reappeared, "Are you ready to tell us the truth?" one of them asked.
Nate stepped forward and shared a story which allowed everyone to realize that validated what they'd told the JSA, as they called themselves. Once they were free, the JSA sent them away and they returned to the Waverider.
Once on board, the group took a moment to recollect themselves before they decided on their next mission.
Lacy was sitting on her bed when there was a knock on her door, "Come in!" she yelled. She was only in her bra on sleep shorts but modesty was not one of her strong suits.
"We need to speak to each other," Martin said as he entered her room, blushing slightly as he saw her.
Lacy jumped off the bed and moved to stand near him, gesturing for them to sit at her table, "What's on your mind, Professor? It's never good when you make that face," she added.
"We were separated for quite some time or no time at all," he began, "It's hard to know. Do you think we should still do what we've been doing? With Rip gone, this could all end soon."
Lacy shook her head, "Martin, I can't force you into anything but if you're asking me then I must admit that I don't want to stop," she replied, "But, you're in here with me barely dressed and you don't have the same look in my eyes you used to so maybe you've grown bored."
Martin shook his head, "Why would you think that? I'm still trying to process everything we've been through so my mind isn't thinking of what you mentioned. Why don't we 'put a pin in it' as you say until we finish the mission at hand?"
"How many times are we going to do this, Martin?" she asked, ignoring his 'put a pin it it' comment, "You can't treat me like a yoyo, pulling me in when you're ok with it but then pushing me away once your conscience gets the best of you. I already have to deal with losing you when we go home so if you want to play this game then let me save you some time and end it now."
Marin was surprised by her harsh reaction to his idea but he didn't want to upset her any further while the team was already in such disarray, "If that is what you want," he said as he stood and left her room.
Lacy sat alone and looked down at the floor, realizing how much she just messed up her favorite part of being a Legend. She sighed deeply before she put on a pair of jeans and a tank top and walked back up to the bridge in the middle of an argument.
"We need a leader," Ray argued, "Rip is gone and if we're going to keep doing this then someone has to make the big calls for us."
"Are you volunteering?" Sara asked with a snappy tone.
Martin raised his hand, "I believe I should be in charge because people assume I'm already the leader," he explained.
"Yes, let's give the ship to someone who is completely unable to make up his mind," Lacy added before going silent again and causing everyone to look at her.
Sara finally spoke, "Maybe we need some adult supervision. Congratulations Captain," she said to Martin before she walked out of the room summoning Nate to join her.
Martin smiled as he looked around the room until he saw Lacy marching out of the room. Against his better judgement, he followed her. "Lacy, wait a moment," he called out.
She turned and looked at him, "What? Do you want to kick me off the team now as your first official order as Captain?"
"Stop," he urged, cornering her against a wall, "You've never acted this irrationally before, what is going on with you?" he asked.
Lacy looked down briefly before she took a deep breath, "When we were apart, I thought about us too. What I learned is that, I don't ever want to be apart whether we're on the ship or back home. That time killed me and when you brought up your concerns, it seemed easier to push you away," she confessed, looking back down.
Martin placed his fingers under her chin to raise her face back to his, "Why didn't you just voice these concerns earlier instead of acting so dramatically?"
Lacy felt a tear threaten her eye before she spoke, "What would you have said, Martin? The only way I don't get my heartbroken is if we stay on this ship forever and that isn't a reality. I'm acting out to protect myself."
Martin looked at her, his heart melting as she spoke, "Can we just put our issues on pause until we solve our current problem? I have to decide what we are going to do next as a team and as a couple. It's too much," he revealed.
Lacy finally made a motion and placed her hand on his chest, "I want to say yes to that, Martin, but will there ever be a time when we won't have too much going on?" she asked as she told her finger around his shirt button, unable to play off her care for him any longer.
Martin leaned into her touch without thinking, "Let's just continue as we are until we have to make a decision. Our time apart was hard on me, as well," he confessed, "I thought of your touch and your lips every moment we weren't near each other," he reached his finger up and placed it on her lower lip, tracing it.
Lacy moved toward him, her other hand running around his neck to the hair on the back of his head, "Yes, I think that is a very good idea," she breathed as her body longed for his touch.