"We've been back in 2016 for five minutes and already I'm going down to the police station with bail money." Sara complained as she and Len sat on the train bound for Central City.

When they called Ray he said it wasn't really the best time, then they heard police sirens in the background. After that Ray had hung up the phone and the two of them headed for the train station, where Ray must have gone immediately after leaving the lot. Halfway through the train ride Sara got a call from Ray, who was in a holding cell. Apparently Mick went back to his old habits fairly quickly and Ray, for only God knows what reason, surprised him as his getaway driver. They were making their escape when Ray answered Snart's call, the cop pulled him over for being on his cell phone, realized he and Mick were the guys the other cops were chasing, and arrested them. Ray used his one phone call to inform Sara of the situation and promise to pay her back the bail money.

"I just thought I'd be on the other side of the bars," Snart mused and Sara hummed in agreement.

"That's another thing, no more getting arrested." She said, "Because no offence but I don't want it to be a common occurrence in this kid's life that I wake it up in the middle of the night and tell it to get in the car because we have to go get daddy out of jail." She tried to say it as a joke, but the attempt fell flat. She wasn't exactly in a joking mood given all that had just happened, and meanwhile this was the first time she had ever referred to him as the baby's daddy and so Leonard couldn't help but have his thoughts derail for a moment; somehow hearing that word made this whole baby thing all the more real all of a sudden.

"Got it," he finally agreed, "And while we're on the subject, I have a condition for you." He said and across from him she straightened up in her seat.

"And what's that?" She asked as if it were a challenge.

"No more running off and rejoining the League of Assassins," he deadpanned and she chuckled, for a split second she had actually been worried there.

"No problem," she assured him before leaning her head back and squeezing her eyes shut.

"You ok?" Len asked and she gave a slight nod.

"I think I'm getting motion sickness," she muttered, "Ugh, this baby is turning me into a wimp." She complained and Len couldn't hide his chuckle at that.

"You're not a wimp," he assured her and despite the fact that she was still leaning her head back he didn't miss the way she raised an eyebrow at him.

She smirked and looked like she wanted to say something before she instead squeezed her eyes shut tighter. "Oh god," she groaned quietly, "Oh god I think I'm actually going to throw up," she moaned.
Snart, upon hearing that, began fumbling around for a bag only to find one just in the nick of time. He all but shoved it into Sara's hands and she took it greedily before emptying the contents of her stomach into it, this was going to be a long nine months.

The next morning found not only them and the recently released bank robbers, but also the rest of the team, back in the vacant lot outside of Star City. Stein and Ray each had their own little nerd devices that apparently they had prepared after the 1950's incident to be able to signal the Waverider.

"Are we sure this is going to work?" Sara asked a few minutes after they supposedly sent out their signal but still nothing had happened.

"Have patience, Miss Lance." Stein said,

"It is taking awhile for a time machine to show up," Carter said in agreement with Sara. With Kendra still lost he was arguably more impatient and on edge than his grieving teammate.

"And if this is anything like 1958, he's not going to show up." Sara all but snapped; the threat of tears at the idea of this not working was evident in her voice. She was trying her best to keep her emotions under control, but between losing Laurel and the pregnancy hormones that wasn't exactly an easy task.

"Rip found my beacon in 1958," Ray reminded her,

"It took him two years!" Now she had snapped, and while she did feel a little guilty about it she didn't have a chance to dwell on it because that was when the sweet and familiar sound of a spaceship rang out from the sky above them.

They all watched as the Waverider landed and Rip came marching out, looking to be a strange combination of pissed off, amused, and maybe even a little proud.

"I thought I made my intentions perfectly clear," He stated, that was definitely the pissed off part talking.

"And we wish to be equally clear about ours," Stein said as Mick walked up and shoved Rip in the shoulder.

"Just checking to be sure you were real this time," He explained when the captain looked at him incredulously.

"We can all go our separate ways when the mission's over, but like I said it's not over." Jax deadpanned, his face making it evident that he was very serious.

"Just curious, how much luck have you had tracking Savage without us?" Ray questioned,

"None," Rip replied, "But neither have I put dwarf star alloy into the hands of terrorists in 1975." He said to Ray before looking around at the others, "Nor have I been turned into a mutant bird monster, started any bar fights, or put the power of nuclear people into the hands of the Soviets during the cold war!" He exclaimed,

"We get your point," Mick cut in, "Now get ours, that ship's not taking off without us." He growled seriously, looking Rip dead in the eye.

After a few seconds of thinking, Rip nodded, and they all headed back to the ship.

It was the moment they were back on the bridge of the Waverider that all hell broke loose.

First Sara punched Rip in the face, much to the amusement of Mick, and then she held him by the collar of his shirt against the wall with a knife at his throat.

"You knew," she growled, "You dropped us off five months later because you knew that Laurel was going to die! Now you're going to take me back, and I'm going to save my sister." She demanded, the rest of the team, including Snart, knew better than to interfere with this.

"I'm afraid th-"

"You should be afraid," Sara said in a deadly calm voice.

"I can't allow you-"

"I don't care about the timeline!" Sara shouted, punching the wall with one hand and pressing her knife closer to Rip's neck with the other. "You're taking me back now!" She demanded,

"Sara," Len interrupted,

"What Snart?" She snarled, not turning around to face him.

"Put the knife down," he ordered calmly but she wasn't having it.

"No!" She all but cried, then pushed the weapon nearly into the skin of Rip's throat.

"Put it down Sara," he said it a little more commandingly this time,

"No!" She cried again, although clearly it was now registering with her that he was right and if she wanted to go back and save Laurel she needs to go about it calmly; but she was far from calm right now.

"Put-" Mick cut Len off by grabbing hold of one of Rip's stun guns and using it on Sara, catching her over his shoulder as she fell into unconsciousness.

"What the hell Rip?" Jax demanded, still unable to believe that after recruiting all of them in order to save his family he had just let Sara's sister die while they were gone.

"Mr. Rory, take Miss Lance to sleep it off." The Captain ordered Mick, ignoring Jax. Mick, in turn, ignored Rip and instead of doing as he was asked he passed Sara into Leonard's arms. His partner took her bridal style in his own arms and disappeared from the bridge, leaving the others to figure out a plan.

Snart brought Sara to her room and carefully place her on her bed. He thought briefly about heading back to the bridge with the others but ultimately decided it might be best for him to stay in here, if he went out there he just might pick up where Sara left off. So instead he just sat on the edge of her bed and brushed a few hands of blonde hair out of her face before allowing his eyes to trail down to her stomach. How far along had she said she was? Two months? A little less?

Everything that's happened lately has happened so fast he hasn't really been able to think much about her being pregnant. He only found out when he did because she thought she was in the middle of a miscarriage, and then they jumped immediately to 2166 which needless to say did not go as planned. Long story short he hadn't exactly had the chance to freak out, and now he was grateful for that. The time for that had passed, the baby was no longer a question; it was a fact. It would be born; he and Sara would raise it together, and that's that. Still, just because he knew this was true, doesn't mean that he wasn't afraid. Sure he'd practically raised Lisa, but it's a little easier to raise a kid when you know you're not the one the cops will come find if something happens, not that the cops ever did. But still, a newborn is drastically different from a seven-year-old, which is about the age Lisa was when he started to take over as the one primarily in charge of her.

But with this, everything would be so much different. This is his child, his responsibility, and he's extremely grateful that Sara wants to try doing this together. She had thanked him for staying while they were on the jump ship, if only she knew it's her that he needs to thank for staying. He told her he wanted to keep it, and at the time he knew that could've meant he was volunteering to be a single parent; and he can't handle that. He did his best with Lisa, but they were both still in and out of Juvie and jail. He could never handle a newborn on his own, and honestly, Sara made it clear that if only one of them were to decide they wanted the baby then they could never be in each others lives again and there is no way he can live without Sara in his life.

Just then Sara stirred in her sleep before she woke up, her eyes instantly filling with tears. Snart didn't know what to say to her, what anyone could possibly say in this situation, but he didn't need to figure it out. Sara just sat up as she started crying, and he knew that there was nothing he could say. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and let her cry into his chest.

By the time the door to the room finally slid open and revealed Rip standing on the other side Sara had cried herself out. She was sitting there on her bed, still wrapped in Leonard's arms, but done crying.

"Please try very hard not to kill me," Rip requested from the doorway.

"Me or her?" Len asked the captain who was now stepping into the room.

"Both of you," he replied,

"Rip," Sara's voice came out as barely a whisper, "Please take me back." She begged, "I need to save my sister," she continued, the threat of tears now returning to her voice.

"I want to Sara, but I can't." Rip replied and now Sara untangled herself from Len and approached the captain.

"You of all people should understand-"

"Sara, if you were to try and save Laurel then you wouldn't be alive at all." Rip cut her off,

"Fine, I don't care." Sara immediately argued and the look on Rip's face showed just how much he really didn't want to play the card that he was about to.

"What about your baby?" He finally asked; that stopped Sara in her tracks. "When I recruited you, we altered the timeline. Had you not agreed to come with me then Damian Darhk would've killed not only you and your sister, but your father as well. I could bring you back Sara; but Laurel will still die and along with her so will your father, and you… and now your baby." He told her, and she lost it.

She hit her knees, breaking down and sobbing right there, and despite what Rip had just said Len made one decision as he got down on the floor to help Sara; he was going to make sure there really was no other way to get her sister back.

"I thought we went over this already," Rip said hours later after they had finally defeated Savage, and he nearly died in the process, when they were docked in the temporal zone so that the team could have a chance to think over their captain's offer of becoming the new Time Masters before seeing their loved ones. But apparently Leonard Snart had other ideas. He had come to Rip's office and asked about going back and saving Laurel Lance.

"We did, but I thought about what you said about recruiting Sara altering the timeline."

"Then why are we having this conversation?" Rip demanded,

"Because you're forgetting one detail, we destroyed the timeline." Len reminded and at that Rip appeared to be rather thoughtful. "Whose to say that Sara and her father dying wasn't originally all part of the Time Master's plan?" He questioned, now folding his arms and slowly pacing around the office before he leaned over Rip's desk. "We brought free will back into the world, and now I suggest we use it." He said and still Rip appeared thoughtful.

"One chance," he finally agreed, "I will give you one chance at this."

"That's all I ask," Len said with a grin, he already had a plan.

Despite the fact that the timeline had indeed been destroyed they weren't about to take the chance of meddling with the battle because someone would end up dead. No, the safest rout, much as Sara wished there were another option, was to allow Laurel to be stabbed and for Ollie to carry her out of the prison while Darhk makes his escape. The difference is that instead of running Laurel all the way to the hospital he only got outside of the prison before he ran right into Ray.

"Ray?" He asked, last he knew his friend was on a mission through time.

"Hi Oliver, look I'm sure you've got a lot of questions but right now you need to follow me." The genius ordered,

"I can't-"

"Oliver please, she's not going to make it if you don't." Ray said.

Oliver looked down at the dying woman, his best friend, in his arms as she coughed up even more blood than she had already. He knew Ray had been traveling through time, so he knew he had to be right when he said that Laurel wouldn't make it, so he followed him. They ran into the prison yard where, suddenly, a spaceship appeared in the middle of the courtyard. Oliver didn't have time to question it, although under any other circumstances he would have, and instead just chased Ray onto the large ship and into it's med bay.

She hadn't thought it would work. Honestly, Len's plan for how to save Laurel had been so simple that Sara truly hadn't thought it was going to work. But yet her sister was now here in the med bay recovering, sedated, but recovering. Gideon said that Laurel was expected to fully heal from her injuries, and when asked about the good fortune suddenly turning like it supposedly had in the original timeline the AI was quite confident that no such event would occur, but she would notify them if it did. So now Sara was sitting by Laurel's bedside, a position that she hadn't left in three hours, when Ollie came and stood in the doorway.

"Rip says that in order to keep both you and Laurel safe you guys are going to jump to sometime in the future, but that's all he could tell me." The former playboy said, clearly a little disappointed that the man from the future had refused to give him information for defeating Darhk. "I'm going back now, to tell the team that Laurel died and wanted the doctors to cremate her body. We'll bury a jar of dirt and assuming I see either of you again, we'll be in a lot of trouble for lying to the team." He said and Sara chuckled,

"Don't worry, I'll have the worst of it." She teased, knowing that Ollie was going to be fuming when he finds out that she's pregnant. She didn't intend to tell him that until she and Laurel land in May, no use getting him all confused when she tells him she's two months pregnant in January and then still looks the same come May.

"I doubt that," he said with an honest smile, "You saved the world."

She smirked at that and motioned for him to pull up a chair alongside her before he had to go. He did as she silently commanded and for a peaceful moment or two they just sat in a nice silence.

"I'm not saying you won't see her again, because you will see us both again, but if you weren't going to… what would you say to her?" She asked; she had to know. Oliver very well could've lost Laurel tonight, and maybe it has been a long time since the two of them dated but that doesn't change the fact that it's always been Oliver and Laurel, and it always should be.

"I'd tell her I'm sorry," he finally said after a minute of thought, his eyes suddenly refusing to meet hers. "I've apologized to her time and time again for cheating on her, with you and a few other times." Sara raised an eyebrow at him, not that this was news to her in the least. "I have brought so much unnecessary darkness into Laurel's life, even before the Gambit. When I became the Arrow I tried to protect her from that darkness for once but…" He trailed off, and so Sara repositioned her head to try and get a look into his eyes.

"Ollie," she said and finally he looked away from his twiddling thumbs and to her. "Laurel never wanted to be protected from that darkness, believe me I tried too. But she loves us, and if we're going to stare down demons then she'll be right by our sides, you know that." She said and he nodded,

"I know," he admitted, "Through everything that I've been through, through all of the complete hell I have put her through, Laurel has stuck by me." He said and Sara smiled before her friend got up. "I hope I see you guys soon, because I am going to miss you." He said before giving her a gentle kiss on the head and then doing the same to Laurel.

Ollie hadn't been gone longer than two minutes when Sara heard a familiar drawl in the doorway.

"I don't have to worry about that guy do I?" It asked and she turned to see Snart standing there with his arms folded and a teasing smirk on his face. Upon seeing him Sara burst out into a smile and stood from her seat, only for Snart to hold up a hand to stop her.

"Sit down," he instructed, "I came in here to join you." He said before taking what had been Ollie's seat.

"How is she?" He finally asked and Sara beamed,

"Gideon says she'll wake up in a few hours, and that she'll be just fine." She said and Len smiled at the news. "Thank you," Sara continued,

"No problem," he said back,

"Snart, I mean it." She said and the seriousness in her voice prompted him to give her his full attention. "Laurel is probably the only other person I think would do anything like this for me, thank you." She said again,

"You're welcome," Len replied and the next thing he knew he was leaning over, Sara leaning to meet him halfway, and they were kissing. They kissed for a good thirty seconds before pulling apart.

"I love you," Sara muttered, however a second later she appeared to be just as shocked by the words as he was. "I'm sorry, I-" But she didn't get to finish. Snart cut her off by cupping her cheeks and pulling her back to him, kissing her again and more intensely before pulling away once more.

"I love you too," he breathed; a smile illuminated Sara's face before she kissed him for the third time.