Addison walked down from the bridge to the kitchen where she found Rory snacking as usual. She walked over to the table and began to pick at the meal last prepared when the ship shook harder then it ever had before.
"That didn't not sound like an easy fix to the timeline is headed our way," Addison stated as she sighed deeply.
"You are right, lady," Rory agreed as he knocked back the rest of the beer he'd been working on.
The two made their way to the bridge where the rest of the team was waiting, ready for Gideon to explain to them what had happened.
"It appears the American Revolution of 1776 has been jeopardized," she began, "George Washington has been murdered and now the country will cease to exist."
Sara rolled her eyes, "This is Chicago all over again but we don't have a choice do we? Gideon set a course for Christmas Eve, 1776. I will divide you all up when we arrive and hopefully we can save America."
Addison took her seat and wondered as they traveled through time who could want the end to America unless as Sara made clear, it was a trap.
When they arrived, Sara broke everyone into teams leaving Jax, Martin and Addison on the ship in case they needed to come in and make a quick save. Addison sighed as she walked over to Rip's office and sat down in his chair awaiting some news as to the success of their mission.
As she sat wondering what would happen next and where Rip might be, the power in the Waverider shut down causing Addison to jump into action mode.
"Jax, what's going on?" she yelled.
Jax was nearby and just as confused as Addison, "I don't know but it's definitely not good."
As the three began brainstorming what to do next, Nate walked in with Sara in his arms. "She's been shot!"
Martin jumped into action as they laid her down in the medbay, "Gideon could repair these injuries with ease but she's not online. Jefferson, you must find a way to restore power or she won't make it."
Sara's breaths were shallow as she spoke, "It was Rip. Jax, you're in charge," she uttered before passing out.
Addison felt like she'd just been hit by a Mac truck. What had the Legion of Doom done to Rip if he came back in time not only to change history for the worse but he would kill one of his own team members.
She looked to Jax, "What's your plan, acting Captain?"
Jax looked panicked, "I really don't know. Mick was taken by the British with George Washington so Nate and Amaya, go after them. Ray, you're stuck in that little size but you might be able to get power up and running."
Nate and Amaya nodded as they ran from the ship. Once they were gone, Jax looked at Martin, "You need to consider removing the bullet yourself if Ray and I can't get the ship back online."
"I'm a physicist not a doctor," he replied.
"Martin, you're a genius and I know you can do this. Without Sara we will have lost two captains and I can't deal with that. Please," Addison said, looking at her teammate.
Martin nodded as Jax looked to Addison, "You need to be ready. If Rip shows up here, you have to be prepared to fight him off for us, got it?"
"Yes," she replied, "I can handle him."
Addison felt like she was lying but her team needed her so it didn't matter what she felt in her heart as she began pacing the ship, hoping he wouldn't show up. Unfortunately for her, Rip and some of his soldiers were at the door doing their best to get into the ship.
"Jax," she said in her comm, "We need to lay some traps out. Are you at a place where you can help?"
Jax sighed deeply through his comm before replying, "On my way."
Addison and Jax set traps all through the Waverider before Jax went back to help Ray and Addison awaited Rip's entrance onto the ship.
As she sat, hidden behind a wall, she heard the door open and she also heard all of her and Jax's traps going off left and right. She didn't know who they'd gotten until she heard his voice.
"Ah, a nice little grouping of traps," Rip said, his British accent returned, "I wonder who could have done all of this? Where are you hiding, Addy? Jefferson must be busy fixing the ship so I assume you are the one he sent out to 'take care' of me."
Addison sat quietly waiting on him to reach her so she could attack. He kept saying menacing things as he sauntered through the ship before she heard him right upon her. She held her breath as he moved past her corner and once he had his back to her, she struck.
Rip dropped to the ground but rolled over quickly and had a gun pointed straight at her chest, "I wouldn't do that again if I were you, dearie."
"Rip, what did they do to you?" she asked, looking down at him with a pained expression on her face, "You have to fight it. You are the leader of this team and we need the real you."
"I am glad to be rid of this team of losers," he replied as he stood, still holding the gun toward her, "I don't know why I picked you all out anyway. And, why would you follow the old me? That Rip was a failure."
"No, he wasn't," she answered, "He turned us from a band of misfits into a family. We have each other's backs and it's thanks to you. Don't you remember any of the feelings you had for any of us?"
"Oh, I quite forgot that the old Rip fancied you," he stated, "Well, that man is gone now and you are still quite a looker. The Legion could use someone with strength like yours if you would like to join."
Addison shook her head, "They are using you and that is all. You need to remember who you are. We need you back," she found herself pleading.
Rip shook his head, looking at her with a feigned expression of tenderness as he walked closer to her, "That is all gone now, my dear. I'm sorry we couldn't work things out but if you're only going to be getting in my way then I don't have time to talk with you," he finished as he surprised her by quickly bashing the butt of the gun into her skull.
Addison hadn't seen his attack coming and she looked at him in shock as her view faded to black and she dropped to the floor.
Addison awoke, she assumed, much later to a fully powered ship. She was in the Medbay and Martin was watching over her, "How are you feeling?" he asked as he noticed she'd woken up.
Addison shook her head, "Sara?" she asked.
"She's ok. We got the power back on just in time," he replied, "You rest a bit and then you can join the rest of the crew on the bridge."
"Where's Rip?" she asked, her heart beating rapidly in her chest, "We couldn't stop him. He's gone again for now. I'm sorry for what you must be going through right now."
"It's ok," she replied as she laid her head back down and looked up at the ceiling, "We hadn't really gotten anywhere yet anyway so it's better that this is happening now then later on when I would have more happy memories to think back on, making this even harder. Did we save America?"
"Yes, and later tonight we are going to celebrate Christmas," he replied, his face beaming so she feigned a smile as she closed her eyes and faded back into a tormented sleep.