"When you said movie …" Ava's brow furrowed at the big screen and tilted her head. She glanced over to Sara, who was fully entranced in the movie. She lowered her voice just a little, having already noticed how intense everyone else was about whatever it was they were watching. "I didn't know …you're into this?"

"Shh," Sara whispered. She absently reached into the bucket of popcorn in her lap and made a poor attempt to silence Ava with a few pieces of the buttery snack. As expected, Ava smacked the popcorn from her hand and shook her head.

Of all the guilty pleasures Sara Lance could have …action romances. Well, romances with some action. Not that she wasn't enjoying it. The movie was nice, but it was more interesting to watch Sara's reaction to the movie.

Instead of saying anything, she leaned her head on Sara's shoulder. Almost immediately something vibrated between them and Sara groaned. She shifted the bucket of popcorn into Ava's lap and reached for her phone in her back pocket.

"Please don't say it …please don't say it," Ava said just as Sara turned her phone over in her hand. Someone two rows behind them shushed her and she narrowed her eyes at the guy. Luckily, she had a hold on her temper – and she couldn't really get around without a little assistance. If it wasn't for that, his day would've been ruined.

"It's Gary," Sara said. To Ava's surprise, she didn't reject it. She just handed the phone over.

Ava accepted the call and answered, "Hello? Gary?"

"Hi, Director Sharpe," he greeted. He had that nervous, guilty sound in his voice. "How's it going? Enjoying your …date?"

"Gary. What is it?"

"Shh." It was the same guy again and he was frowning at her again. Ava raised an eyebrow at him but Sara was the one to completely shut him down from any future complaints with her own menacing look.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that the legends are currently dealing with …well…" Gary hesitated and Ava rolled her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose because just this part was giving her a headache. "A time dragon?"

"Gary, are you asking me a question or telling me?" Sara tore her eyes away from the movie, directing her attention to the conversation next to her.

"I'm telling you. A time dragon." He laughed nervously and suddenly, Ava felt it was ridiculous that she thought it was possible for herself and Sara to actually have even a moment of reprieve from their jobs. "It flies and breathes fire…and can open time portals at will – or by accident. I'm not sure."

"A time dragon?" Ava hissed.

It was enough for Sara to start shaking her head and move like they were preparing to go. Ava looked up at her with a small frown and she put her hand over the phone. "What are you doing?"

"You just said the word time and dragon in the same sentence. I think my vacation is over."

"You're leaving me here?"

"No. We are going back to deal with this."

"Director Sharpe?" Gary questioned. "Are you still there?"

"Yes. We'll be there in twenty minutes."

"You're coming here? Oh, thank god …the department of defense wants to have a meeting and I have no idea-"

"Hang up the phone, Gary."

"Okay," he said meekly just before the line disconnected.

Sara helped her back into the wheelchair since she insisted on sitting in the more comfortable theater seats. If her arm hadn't been broken, she would've stalked out of here just as efficiently on crutches as she could have if she hadn't been tossed by a gorilla.

"Time dragon?" she repeated to herself and again a shush followed. Sara stopped pushing her and beat her to saying something now that the man was in their line of sight.

Ava's eyes widened when she turned to see Sara brandishing a knife. "Sara…"

"Say one more thing and I'll put your kidneys where your balls are supposed to be," Sara said, lowly. More than likely she scared the piss out of him and his girlfriend beside him. After the silence signaled he understood perfectly, they left to fix whatever the Legends might have broken.

Using the time courier, Sara and Ava were back on the Waverider with Gary reluctantly in tow. They were all prepared to be faced with some sort of dragon attacking the ship …or even somehow roaming around inside.

But, strangely enough, the Waverider was quiet.

Sara walked forward to the Bridge. It was suspiciously quiet. With the members of her team there was no way to have peace and quiet. Something both Ava and Sara were familiar with. Ava's apartment was the only alone time they could really get and even then there was still Gary.

"Is everyone dead?" Gary questioned. It took a lot for Ava not to roll her eyes.

"Gideon," Sara called, walking ahead to search her office. Nothing was destroyed or scorched. She wondered if Gary just needed an excuse to get Ava back because he couldn't handle it.

"Yes, Captain Lance?"

"Where's the …time dragon?" Ava asked, seeing that Sara was occupied.

"I believe you all should join Dr. Heywood and Dr. Palmer in the library," Gideon said.

"So, everything is fine? No giant level 21 Mushu tearing shit up?" Sara asked.

"Not that I'm aware of, Captain."

"To the library it is," Sara said. She pushed Ava ahead of her with Gary following behind her jumping at every little sound the Waverider made. On their way there, everything seemed to be intact. "I feel like I should be concerned but this is the cleanest I've seen the Waverider since the Legends became a thing."

"That seems suspicious," Ava said as they came up on the entrance to the library.

The team and Rip were gathered inside, looking at something at the center of the table. Nate was the first to notice them since he was facing the doorway. And his smile signaled to the rest of the team to turn around as well.

"Captain …and Mrs. Captain," he greeted.

Ava was still debating how she felt about the title. Either he was being funny, or it was an early sign that she was being accepted by the team quicker than she thought. Although it seemed to be the latter since he had been calling her that with genuine smile since the first time she stayed over with Sara and joined them for breakfast.

"Back so soon?" Ray asked.

"Did you not trust me to keep a tight ship?" Amaya asked.

"It's not that. Gary called about a time dragon."

"Time dragon? That's a good one." Ray lifted a circular fish tank from the table and put his face closer to the glass. "That's what species you can be. Time Dragon."

"That's the Level 21 dragon?" Ava asked, sounding unimpressed.

"Level 21?" Wally asked with a frown. "I thought you guys say it was like a 12?"

"It was a 12," Zari said, "Where'd you get 21 from?"

Sara turned around and looked at Gary with narrowed eyes. He stepped back into the hallway with a nervous smile and shrug.

"I must have gotten the numbers mixed up…" the combination of Mick and Sara giving him glares were terrifying. His voice squeaked as he rushed out, "Director Sharpe please don't let her kill me," in one long sentence where the words didn't seem to have spaces between them.

"Sara." Ava reached out and took her wrist, pulling her back.

"I was fine. Until you called!"

"I'm sorry but…regardless of the level, isn't a time dragon a problem? There could be more of them."

"No, we checked. Just this one," Ray said, "I named him Gorn."

"Can I go now?" Gary asked. "Obviously, there was a big misunderstanding and I have very important …Bureau related stuff to do."

"Goodbye, Gary." Ava sighed and waved him away.

"Thank you." He used his time courier to make a quick exit.

"So, you guys are fine?" Sara asked the team. "Nothing is wrong …?"

"Actually, everything is going well," Rip said with a nod. "It seems the Legends are quite capable of keeping it together without their captain. Which I find quite impressive."

"You and me both," Ava murmured.

"There is a reason that Amaya is in charge," Sara said. "Gary said level 21, so I was expecting one of you to be a roasted chicken. So, you don't need us for anything?"

"Nope," Amaya said. She grinned amusingly. "Unless you both want to stay-"

"We will always need you, Captain, but for now …" Wally glanced around at the rest of the team. "We got this. No time moms required."

"Hear that Ava, the kids are all grown up." Ava snorted at Sara who looked a bit stumped.

If the Legends were really okay without supervision from them with a high-level anachronism and a dragon, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to take some time off. Of course, it had barely been a few days, so only time would tell.

Sara, like Ava, had the idea to talk to Gideon just to confirm that everything was fine. After a very thorough recounting of everything that happened since Ava's medical leave started, Sara was eventually convinced to go back to Ava's apartment.

Sara slumped down further into the couch, the popcorn in her lap getting away from Ava's reach. She frowned at the scene and tried not to start shaking her head at the tv screen.

"Just so you know, this isn't at all what I had in mind when I said dinner and a movie," Sara said, moving the popcorn to the coffee table. She felt around for the remote to end their suffering, but it was nowhere to be found. "…the hell? It was right here somewhere."

"Sara, it's honestly fine. I could really watch anything right now. As long as it has nothing to do with Gary."

"You're preaching to the choir, Director Sharpe, but I'd rather carve my ears out with a spoon…"

She was muffled for a moment, nearly disappearing into the corner of the couch as she felt around the cushion. Ava held back laugh at the ass high in the air right beside her. The movie wasn't horrible but obviously that was more entertaining.

"…than wait for this long movie to end."

Ava playfully smacked Sara's ass, earning a lighthearted glare from her girlfriend.

"Come on, push through it," Ava said, "We've been through worse."

She glanced at the tv and gave an unsatisfied look to the screen before turning back to Sara, who was practically throwing the pillows over the back of the couch. Her eyes trailed after the one pillow Sara had been using.

"We've only got seven more awkward scenes and maybe we'll eventually get a kiss …or a hug? They've got to at least shake hands. It's rated PG-13."

"That might be the problem. If it was R or TV-MA, I would've been turned on enough to pounce on you halfway through." She sat down on the couch, closer to Ava than she had been. Ava smirked at her and she rolled her eyes. "I don't want to watch two adults have a sandbox romance."

"Sara-"

"I am not waiting for someone to finally share their goddamn animal crackers."

"I didn't know you took the genre so seriously. I'll remember to put on Sleepless in Seattle next time."

"You're lucky I can't hit you…jerk."

"Mhm. Lucky me," Ava said. She leaned towards Sara and was met with a kiss that she was expecting to be reciprocated. She pulled back a bit and grinned against Sara's lips. "Is that better?"

"I don't know …you might have to do that again."

Their lips met again, and Sara moved even closer, managing not to hover near Ava's injuries. But with the director one broken bone away from a body cast, it meant she'd have to do a lot of the work to not cause more harm than good.

"So much better," Sara said against her lips. Ava's hand slipped under her shirt, warm fingers ghosting over the skin of her waist. Sara moved her lips away and kissed her jaw. Just then the phone rang. They both hoped for a wrong number that would hang up before it rung again but such hopes were dashed when it continued to ring.

Ava let out a sound of frustration and Sara shook her head, "Ignore it," she said and reattached her lips to Ava's neck.

Her phone still kept ringing.

"Fuck me," Sara muttered, pulling away.

"Believe me …I am trying to," Ava said.

Sara grabbed Ava's phone from the coffee table and answered. "No, Gary." Ava's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't try to stop her from hanging up on him. She also couldn't find it in herself to say something about it either. It was very possible she'd had her limit with Gary for the day.

"That is literally the second time he's killed the mood," Sara said. For a moment they both considered finishing the movie until on screen romance turned even worse because they were speaking a foreign language. They both could understand it still but neither of them had the remote.

"Is that …Mandarin?" Ava questioned with a matching puzzled expression.

"Yes. Why would you even give other people the opportunity to make themselves suffer this?" Sara searched around once more for the remote. "Why is the- Dammit."

"What?"

Davey trotted by with the remote in his mouth. Sara narrowed her eyes at him as he seemed to stop just to give her a smug look. Before Ava could stop her, Sara was off the couch and chasing after Davey who took off the moment he realized she was out to get him. Ava just sighed as they disappeared down the hallway with Arlo following to join the fun.

"Sara, it's not a big deal." She jumped at the thud that sounded and Davey was scampering by to the other side of the apartment. "Sara?"

"Damn cat," the woman muttered stomping after him. "I'm going to kill him."

"Please don't." Ava sighed. "You know we could just forget it. Normal people sit and talk."

"Normal people Netflix and chill, too, Ava."

"We tried the Netflix part …I'm not going to be doing a lot of chilling with these injuries."

"There are plenty of positions that don't involve you even having to lift a finger."

Ava's eyes widened at that and she turned, as best she could, to look at Sara who decidedly stopped in the kitchen and let Davey go. Sara winked at her knowingly and no matter how hard she tried, Ava still felt heat in her cheeks at the implication.

The cats scampered in and settled themselves comfortably next to Ava and cooled the moment between them. Sara sighed, reluctantly admitting defeat.

"And on that note …this attempt is now officially over."

Ava grinned at her as she busied herself in the kitchen and scratched Arlo's ears. "Submission by cat. Interesting," she murmured.