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May, 2032.
Two months, or 91 years after he got shot.
His thigh wasn't bothering him too much anymore, but his knee was still throwing fits…
The sun was shining, the birds sand and the world was beautiful. He had the day off, and he got to spend it in a beautiful small town in Norway, called Evje.
It was a valley, full of trees and small buildings. It still showed signs of the 3rd world war which started in 2017, not too long after the guy who looked like a misguided duck became POTUS. Yeah, turns out Trump for president was a GREAT choice… Or not at all…
Of course…
Len hobbled over to the ice cream bar, an old sign reading 'Kysten Rundt' hung a little off balance next to the 'KIWI' sign missing the light in all four letters.
The war had lasted thirteen years, up until 2030. Many places still looked shabby, since there hadn't been enough time or workers to rebuild.
It was spring and Norwegians still loved their ice cream, as did Leonard.
He ordered a sundae and asked the girl behind the counter to bring it over to the bench for him. (The future translator tech was helpful…) She did as he asked. Three other customers waited in line…
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As soon as the next customer had paid, she walked over to where he sat and ate his ice cream.
"May I join you?"
Len smirked, "Yes, of course…"
"Haven't seen you in town before… You new here?"
"Yeah… I come from Grimstad."
"Long way from home then… Is it hard to travel with your leg?"
"Yes, I can't walk for too long, and I certainly can't ride…" Len answered, remembering that gasoline and other sorts of fuel had gotten too expensive somewhere along the line.
"So, how do you travel then?"
"By wagon, takes a bit longer than riding, but at least I get where I'm going…"
He reached his free hand down to massage his knee. It was a bit sore, not any worse than regular though…
"Does it hurt?"
Len smiled briefly, then nodded.
"Did it happen recently?"
"Nah… Happened back in '29, London…"
"Not the…?"
"Yeah, exactly that…"
"December 3rd?"
Len nodded again.
"I take it you were on the Norwegian side…"
"Since I ain't dead yet…"
She nodded.
"Well, I sure as hell wasn't on Trump's side…"
"Just a common hero then…"
Len smiled. "Hero ain't on my resume…"
"But you got injured."
"Anyone can take a bullet…"
The woman took a bite of her sundae, "Wanna go on a date?"
Len shook his head, "Sorry, Mam… I already have a girl in mind…"
"I bet she's lucky…"
"No, I bet I'm the lucky one, she has to deal with me…"
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Once he made it back to the Waverider, he entered the commando room and sat down in wait for the others. They were out on a mission as per usual…
He had perfected the skill of waiting around by now, and he grew tighter and tighter with Gideon. Turns out the AI's of 2166 are able to form relationships, and that each and every one of them have their own personality… Only thing separating them from humans were the body, lust for revenge and need for power…
The main door opened, and the rest of the team walked in.
Leonard pushed himself up and grabbed his crutches, then he hurried over to Sara.
"How was your day darlin'?" he drawled after he kissed her, his voice barely above whisper.
"Lots of action…" she smiled.
"Good to hear…" he murmured back.
"And your day?"
"Pretty uneventful… Missed you…"
"Good…" he could hear her smile by her voice.
"You two love birds, get a room!" Mick growled, he had gotten enough of their sugar sweet tone lately…
As a response Sara wrapped her arms around Len's neck and pulled him downward for another kiss…
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