Chapter 07: Gross, Mysterious Tea & Auntie Nys

"No, go away"

"Habibti"

"Nuhuh"

Nyssa chuckled and rubbed Sara's back "Sara, please"

The blonde was laying sprawled in bed, face down, frowning and mumbling incoherently, not wanting to fully wake up yet "No, lemme sleep"

"Captain Lance and Mrs. Smoak will arrive any minute now"

Sara turned her face to the other side of the bed and pulled the covers over her head "Tell them I'm not here"

"You invited them for breakfast"

"Tell them I died... again"

"Am I supposed to find that humorous, Sara?" the brunette asked coldly.

"Just get rid of them and come back to bed with me"

"I'm afraid I cannot do that, beloved"

"Why not?" the blonde whined pitifully.

"Because you are a grown woman and you should behave like one" Nyssa pulled back the covers in one swift motion and stared down at her girlfriend "Up. Now"

Sara groaned and rolled onto her back, stretching and yawning "You're mean"

"Be that as it may, you need to get out of bed"

The blonde groaned, rolled her eyes and sat up. As soon as she did she had to shut her eyes and move a hand to the side of her head "Ugh! My head is killing me"

"There is tea waiting for you downstairs to help you with it" the brunette answered and walked to the stairs "I will be expecting you in the kitchen in five minutes' time"

Sara groaned and got up "I don't want your gross tea"

Nyssa smiled as she walked down the stairs "Then you shall deal with your hangover however you see fit, but I don't look forward to hearing you complain about it all day long"

As soon as she took the final step there was a soft knock on the door, so she went to answer it, not wanting to make their guests wait.

She opened the door, but before she could greet them, Sara's voice sounded loud and clear from upstairs "You know, I don't remember you having a problem with my drunkenness last night when we were doing it in Verdant against some crates" Nyssa blushed, completely unable to find her voice, and looked mortified at Captain Lance and Mrs. Smoak standing on the other side of the door "Or here, for that matter! Gotta admit, you and your tongue made drunk Sara very, very happy last night, babe"

"SARA!" Quentin yelled just as mortified as Nyssa was.

"DAD?!"

Donna smiled and pushed him inside when the man wouldn't move "Hi Sara, we're here, sweetie" she said winking at a still mortified Nyssa and rubbing her back very motherly like.

"Oh my God! How much of that did you hear?!"

They heard the sound of bare feet running around upstairs "Enough to never be able to sleep again"

Donna rolled her eyes at him "Quentin, Sara is twenty-eight years old and living with her girlfriend. Do you really hold onto the ridiculous illusion that they don't have regular sex?"

He huffed loudly and closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose "No, but it doesn't mean I need to hear about it! She's my baby, Donna!"

Nyssa cleared her throat "Please make yourselves comfortable. I will go bring Sara downstairs and then probably lay down to die from sheer embarrassment"

"Oh, honey, relax…" the older woman rubbed her arm affectionately "...he's overreacting"

"No, I'm not"

"Yes, you are" she sat down at the table "Your daughter is happy, what else could you possibly ask for?"

"Less details?!"

"Oh my God, dad!" Sara yelled walking down the stairs before Nyssa could go upstairs looking for her.

He turned to look at her "No, young lady, you don't get to 'oh-my-God-dad' me!"

His daughter walked to stand next to her completely frozen girlfriend and wrapped an arm around her waist "What's the big deal? Do you think I'm saving myself for my wedding night or something? I've been with Nyssa for like seven years. We have sex. Get over it!" she kissed Nyssa's cheek, then looked at her father again "Now stop it, you are making her uncomfortable"

Quentin looked pointedly at the brunette "You do remember our little chat, don't you?"

"I do, Captain"

"What chat?" Sara asked looking between her father and her girlfriend. Both ignored her.

"I'm keeping my promise" he said.

"So am I"

"Donna, do you have any idea what they're talking about?" Sara asked, getting a shrug from the woman.

"Good" Quentin said sternly.

Nyssa held his gaze and gave him a short nod. The man, satisfied with the response, went to sit next to Donna.

"Is anyone going to tell me what the hell is going on?"

The brunette kissed her forehead and gave her a sweet half smile "There are things that simply do not concern you, beloved"

"You were obviously talking about me"

"I know this might sound surprising, but not everything revolves around you, Sara" her father said.

"Ouch"

"Well, that's what you get for nosing around other people's business, baby"

The blonde rolled her eyes at her father and went to the kitchen to get her gross tea, then took a seat across the man; Nyssa sat next to her, pouring herself some of her own tea.

"Jesus, this is so gross" Sara complained after her second sip.

"It is good for your current state. Drink it"

"What's her current state?" Donna asked.

"Unbelievably hungover" the younger blonde answered before taking another sip and scrunching up her face in disgust.

"Too much fun last night?"

Nyssa smiled at the older woman, while Sara went with a hearty chuckle "Kinda"

"What is that tea, anyway?"

"Raatko super secret family recipe" Sara explained.

"What, like some herbal tea?"

"Yeah, but not your regular herbs. These are middle-east-y, very strong and very gross"

"It's not pot, is it? 'Cause you remember I'm a cop, right?"

"Like I would say pot is gross" Sara mumbled under her breath.

Donna started laughing, and Nyssa looked at the man smiling before he had the chance to register his daughter's words "I can assure you it is not cannabis, Captain"

"No, I have that safely stashed away" Sara said winking at the other blonde, who started laughing again.

"What?!"

"Huh?"

"Sara…"

"Daddy…"

"I'm a cop"

"I'm a college dropout"

"Are you hiding drugs?"

"What drugs?"

"Are you high right now?"

"I'm drinking gross, mysterious tea, it's a possibility. Maybe Nyssa is secretly drugging me so she can take advantage of my willing state after you leave"

"For the love of God, Sara!"

"God and I are cool, daddy, don't worry"

Nyssa bit her lip to stop herself from laughing at the exchange and noticed that Donna was doing the same.

"You are impossible, you know that?"

"Yeah, I hear that all the time" she grinned at her father.

"She takes great pride from it, actually" the brunette said smiling.

"What can I say? I love being a pain in the ass"

Captain Lance looked questioningly at Nyssa "But seriously, is she high?"

"So, is it safe to say you don't want to arrest or kill my girlfriend anymore?" Sara asked bouncing the toddler she was holding in her arms.

Lyla smirked and glanced at Nyssa, then at Sara "It is" she assured her and took a sip from her coffee mug "I've never held a personal grudge against Nyssa, anyway"

"Yeah, right" the blonde snorted.

"It's true, Sara" at the mention of her name in her mother's voice, the toddler turned her head to look at her questioningly "Big Sara, baby, not you" the woman said smiling sweetly at her daughter "It was work. Things clearly aren't black or white for me anymore. Nyssa and I got the chance to know each other a little better over the past few months and I can assure you, we are good" the woman looked at the former leader of the League of Assassins sitting next to her, casually sipping her tea, and smiled "I owed her at least a chance after she saved mine and Sara's life"

Sara nodded, satisfied with the answer after exchanging a look with her girlfriend that assured her Lyla was telling the truth. She smiled at the toddler, then mock glared at her mother "Seriously, Lyla? 'Big Sara'? I totally resent that"

John laughed and shook his head "What do you suggest? We need some way to address both of you when you are in the same room"

"Well, yeah, but does it have to be that? Can't you say 'cute Sara' and 'regular Sara'?" the blonde asked focusing again on the giggling toddler "I'm sure regular Sara here won't have a problem with you recognizing my cuteness"

The statement made the other three grown ups laugh, so the happy toddler started laughing too "See? She's cool with it"

"How about we just use 'baby Sara' for her and just 'Sara' for you?" Lyla suggested.

"It could work, but let's not rule out 'cute Sara' just yet"

"You really are a piece of work, huh?" John asked smiling and wrapping one arm around the blonde's shoulders.

"People keep saying that, but I'd rather see myself as eccentric" she grabbed a stuffed elephant from the couch and started playing with baby Sara, who was now giggling and clapping happily, loving that the grown ups were laughing, too.

The toddler reached out excitedly for Sara's face after the blonde kissed her forehead and accidentally smacked the heel of her tiny hand into the woman's nose.

"Ow!" Sara exclaimed giggling, rubbing her nose with the back of her hand "You pack some serious punch there, babygirl, daddy should be proud"

"He is" John said grinning.

Nyssa stood up from the couch and took baby Sara from her girlfriend's arms, smiling sweetly at the other woman as the toddler wrapped her arms around her neck "The two of you are more alike than you realize, beloved" she took the elephant too, still smiling at a confused Sara "Your nose is bleeding"

The blonde looked at the back of the hand she used to rub her nose and saw some blood there "Oh, shit!"

Nyssa rolled her eyes at her "There is an impressionable toddler in the room. If you are not willing to watch your language for my benefit, at least do it for hers"

"Shit!" baby Sara exclaimed giggling.

The brunette's eyes opened twice their regular size, but before she could say anything, Sara ran away in the direction of the bathroom "Gotta stop the bleeding, bye!"

Lyla smiled and touched Nyssa's arm "Don't worry about it, she already knew that one. Johnny keeps forgetting she repeats everything she hears"

The man shrugged his shoulders "I'm gonna blame that one on her anyway" he said pointing to the bathroom door "I've suffered enough with the F word already"

About a minute later Sara came out of the bathroom with a small piece of cotton sticking out of her left nostril "So…" she said looking around the room nervously, avoiding Nyssa's eyes.

The brunette focused on the toddler to hide the smile that was trying to come out. Lyla exchanged a pointed look with her and had to hide her's with her mug.

"Yeah, nice job, big Sara!" Dig exclaimed, faking an angry glare.

The blonde rolled her eyes and groaned "Look, I'm sorry, Dig. What are the chances that she decides to repeat that one?"

Lyla couldn't hold it any longer and she burst out laughing, startling Sara "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know I'm her mother and I shouldn't laugh, but—" she snorted and started laughing again.

Nyssa kept her attention on baby Sara and the elephant, keeping it together a lot better than Lyla "How did you end up leading A.R.G.U.S., I will never understand" she said under her breath, making the other woman laugh even harder.

"Now in a few years we can tell her the story of how auntie Sara was the one who taught her how to swear like a sailor" Dig said snorting.

"It was only one word, Diggle!"

"The first of many, probably" Nyssa added.

"Et tu, Nyssa?"

"We all know from experience that you are very capable of 'swearing like a sailor', as Mr. Diggle pointed out. It is only a matter of time, habibti"

The blonde rolled her eyes and moved to sit on the couch next to Lyla "I'm never gonna live this one down, am I?"

"Nope!" John said laughing.

"Well, whatever! Joke's on you, I'm gonna be her favorite aunt because of that"

Nyssa smiled when baby Sara took the elephant from her hand and hugged it close to her chest, then moved it to make it look like the stuffed toy was kissing Nyssa, making kissy noises "You are going to be her favorite aunt because of who you are, not because of your extremely inappropriate language" she kissed the elephant back, then tickled baby Sara, making her giggle happily again.

John and Lyla exchanged a knowing look and both of them smiled "So…" he started, clearing his throat and smirking when Lyla shot him a warning look "...am I ever gonna be uncle Dig?"

His wife rolled her eyes at him, but he couldn't care less. Sara looked at him confused "Don't you already have a nephew?"

Nyssa sat cross-legged on the floor with baby Sara, grabbing a couple more stuffed animals for the toddler, who started piling them up in front of her before kicking the pile, sending them flying everywhere "His question was regarding you, beloved" she said nonchalantly, showing baby Sara the proper way to throw a kick while sitting down.

"Oh?" Sara said frowning, then it hit her "Oh! You mean…" she pointed first to Nyssa, then to herself, then back and forth between them a couple more times.

Dig nodded, his eyebrows raised and still smirking "Yeah, I mean…" he then repeated the gesture, pointing between both former assassins.

"Um, we didn't really…" she frowned and looked and her girlfriend's back, who was still playing with baby Sara, completely unfazed while she was starting to freak out "I mean, we never…"

"I believe what she is trying to say, while fighting a panic attack, is that we did not get to discuss the topic of having children yet"

"Yes, that!"

"Auntie Nys" baby Sara called the woman, pointing impatiently at her feet.

Lyla smiled and looked at Nyssa as the woman tied baby Sara's shoes, which had come undone after so much kicking. She watched the toddler smile in appreciation, then move to sit down on Nyssa's lap, getting comfortable with her head on the woman's chest, snuggling in and closing her eyes tiredly.

She leaned closer to Sara, who was watching them too, while Nyssa wrapped her arms protectively around baby Sara and kissed the top of her head "How are your ovaries not kicking the crap out of you right now?"