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"So, have you thought about it?"

Ava looked down at Sara, who was reclining again her on the couch, her arms wrapped around her. She'd been silent through most of the movie.

"About what?"


Ava sighed, shifting slightly to see Sara better. Sara moved with her, until her arm wrapped around her shoulder, keeping her close.

"She could do a lot of good with us. She saved John, she gave herself up, I mean, she's on the path of redemption. And what are the Legends if we don't help people become better?"

"The Legends are not a rehabilitation center either," Ava argued back. "Look, you've already got a lot on your plate. Between the fugitives, Charlie, plus the usuals... Let's wait, okay? A month. If she stays in her cell for a month and doesn't do anything fishy, I'll let her join the Legends."

Sara moved away from Ava to look her in the eyes.

"A month?"

"A month. You have my word."

"Alright then. A month. But someone's going to be heartbroken."

"Oh please. Ray will get over it."

Sara smirked and reclined back against her girlfriend.

"He won't. I bet you a month from now he'll still be fawning over her."

"You're not worried?"

"It's Ray we're talking about. I know him. Heck, I'd even say he's the only reason I think Nora has a chance!"

"Well, as I said, we'll wait and see."

Just as they were falling back into silence, their eyes back on the TV screen, Ava's phone began beeping furiously. She frowned and picked it up. Her eyebrows shot up as soon as she saw what was on the screen.

"Sara, we have to go. Now."

Sara sat up quickly, already ready to jump into action.

"What's going on?"

"An intrusion in the holding block. Someone's trying to open Nora Darhk's cell."

The sirens had started ringing as soon as Lena had tried to input the password. As it turned out, it wasn't her parents' anniversary, probably because they weren't married. Yet.

"Hum... Lena?"

Beside her, Danny was trembling, staring at the opaque glass door of the office with apprehension.

"It's okay, I got this."

She tried again, and finally typed the right code. He mom's birthday. Of course. Because even back then they were already such big saps for each other. A few more clicks later she found the right holding cell.

"Nora's in B-42. Let's go!"

The two teenagers bounded out of the room and headed straight for the stairs. Fortunately, the office was mostly empty at this hour. Even Gary had gone home. Of course, with the blaring sirens above them, it wouldn't last.

They reached the B level of the holding cells and Danny almost tripped on his own feet before following Lena through the door. Lena was focused and determined, and eyes on the door numbers. Danny walked carefully, not too close to the cells holding monsters.

Finally, they arrived at B-42. Nora had been awakened by the sirens. She was looking at the cell's door, wondering what was going on, when the two teenagers came into view. Lena quickly found the cell's control pad. She pocked the numbers, trying to unlock the door. Meanwhile, Dany looked back at Nora through the small window with a bright, innocent smile.

"Sorry for waking you up!" he shouted, loud enough to be heard through the door. "We'll get you out of here, but we promise we'll bring you back afterward. Don't worry!"

Nora frowned. What was going on?

"Goddamn it!"

Danny turned to his friend, who was struggling with the number pad.

"I can't find the code."

"I could try to shortcut it," Danny suggested, "I mean, if you can get me access to the..."

Lena stood up, and with a switch kick, the screen tumbled down, barely holding on to the wires.

"Yeah, that works too."

Danny began tearing through and rearranging wires Lena stayed close, arms crossed, waiting.

"Anytime now."

"Just give me a minute. Reorganizing the wires of an electrical door isn't as easy as it seems."


They both looked up. Two blonde women were standing at the end of the hallway, in sweatpants and tee-shirts.

"Oh no," Danny declared.

"Get that door open. I'll hold them off."

"You... you're sure?"

She sent him a pointed look, and Danny nodded and went back to work. She approached the women quickly, sure of herself. She'd never faced them both at the same time, but she knew their fighting styles, and that gave her an advantage.

Both Sara and Ava frowned when they saw the intruders for the first time. They were just teenagers. A boy and a girl. The girl charged them with confidence shining brightly in her blue eyes.

"I'll take care of her. Get the boy," Sara declared.

Ava nodded. With luck, Nate and other agents would have received her emergency message and would arrive soon.

Sara prepared herself, ready to avoid the girl's first blow. Instead, the teenager slid between her legs, forcing Sara to turn around. Then something strange happened. Like a dance, a dance they'd rehearsed a thousand times but Sara was discovering for the first time. They avoided and parried each other with ease. The teenager wasn't visibly holding back. Sara was, purely by force of habit. Neither of them managed to touch the other significantly.

Meanwhile, Ava had made her way toward the boy, who'd been frantically pulling on the wires.

"Drop the wires. I won't repeat it."

Quickly, the boy raised his hands and turned around.

"Please. I just need to borrow her for an hour. I'll bring her back."


"It's really important. Please."

It was obvious the kid had nothing to do with this plan. He seemed so overtly innocent it would have been suspicious, but there was something in his dark gray eyes which seemed to indicate only kindness.

"Well, if it's really important maybe we can talk this through. What do you say?" Ava tried.

He shook his head.

"I can't. I'm sorry."

He picked up something from his pocket and threw it on the ground. A thick smoke appeared instantly, overwhelming Ava's senses. She felt the boy run past her, but between the smoke in her eyes and the one in her lungs, she couldn't do anything. However, she quickly heard him shouting:

"Abort! Lena! Abort mission!"

Upon hearing this, Sara decided it was now or never. The blonde teenager was visibly getting tired. Quickly, Sara swiped her foot at her ankles. The girl avoided the faint, but couldn't avoid the punch in her ribs this time. She winced, the air being knocked out of her lungs, and Sara got a hold of her arm and twisted it behind her back. The teenager winced some more.

"Let her go!" the boy screamed upon seeing his friend stuck.

"I don't think so," Sara replied.

"Then you leave me no choice."

Bright energy seemed to concentrate in the palm of his hands. He was about to cast a spell, Sara spontaneously knew. However, before he could say the incantation, Ava grabbed him by the shoulder and twisted his arms behind his back, in the same fashion as Sara was holding the girl.

"Now, let's have a talk."

When other time bureau agents arrived, Ava tasked them with watching over Nora Darhk while the door to her cell was being fixed. Meanwhile, Sara and Ava had a lot of questions to ask the two teenagers. After searching them for any weapons, they'd been placed in Ava's office, like two high-schoolers caught in a fight and sent to the principal's office.

Ava and Sara stood in front of them, on the other side of the desk, observing them.

The girl must have been sixteen. Long, blond hair had fallen out of its ponytail. Her blue eyes were staring at an invisible dot on Ava's desk. She was silent, determined to remain silent, too. Light freckles dusted her face, half-hidden under thick black rimmed glasses. She gave Sara the impression that it wasn't her first time in that chair, which was strange.

The boy was younger, thirteen maybe. A dark mop of hair fell on his forehead, though his hair had been a lot less messy before Ava had caught him. Dark gray eyes darted nervously around them, trying to avoid eye contact with either of the women. He hadn't tried any magic since, but they'd been keeping a close watch on him. On Ava's desk rested everything they'd confiscated: a notebook and a pen, a knife, and a time courier. Or at least what seemed to be a time courier, since Ava had never seen a model like this one.

Tired of the silence and wanting nothing more than to go back to Ava's apartment, Sara crossed her arms and declared:

"I hope you have a good explanation."

Silence. The girl continued to ignore her. The boy stared at his shoes.

"I mean, breaking in a federal building, destroying brand new material, almost releasing a prisoner, what is that, Director? At least fifteen years in jail?"

The girl smirked, honest to god smirked, like Sara's threats were amusing. The boy declared:

"To be fair, we were going to return her afterward."

"After what?" Sara asked.

The boy seemed about to answer, but the girl quickly interjected:

"Don't say anything, Danny."

The boy nodded and shrank back in his seat. Sara glared at the girl, who held her gaze like it was nothing. Sara frowned. Had she lost her edge? The girl continued:

"According to the Time Bureau's interrogation manual, article 15 section C, minors cannot be interrogated without the presence of their legal representative. And they are not here."

This time, it was Ava who frowned.

"Wait. There are only fourteen articles in the interrogation manual. This one doesn't exist... yet."

Sara smirked.

"Congratulation. You just outed yourself as time travelers."

They'd been moved to the Waverider's cell, in the middle of the lab. Ava had gone to talk to Nora, just in case she knew anything about them. Meanwhile, Sara was observing them on the screen in her captain's office. The girl – she still hadn't picked up her name – was seating with her legs folded and her eyes closed, as if she were deep in meditation. The boy – Danny, she remembered – was seated with his back against hers, and talking animatedly with Zari, who was keeping an eye on them.

"Well, I mean, technically I'm a wizard, because my mom's a witch and she gave me some of her powers. Well, not gave me, it was more of a two for one deal, it's genetics, you know."

Zari was barely listening. The kid was very easy to prompt, and he talked and talked, but nothing he said was ever useful.

"Anyway, I'm more of a scientist myself. My father and I have been working on a suit that would amalgamate science and magic. Well, it's only in its infancy but I have high hopes."

Before he could start another sentence, Zari asked:

"And when are you from, exactly?"

"Oh. We're from 2036."

Zar couldn't believe he'd just said it like it didn't mean anything. She glanced at the girl. She hadn't moved, as if she'd fallen asleep.

When Sara heard the date, she instantly asked:

"Gideon, can you find a Danny in 2036? On that looks like this kid?"

"I'm sorry Captain, but I can't find him."

She crossed her arms. Either he was lying, or there was something else she didn't know about.

Back in the lab, Zari declared:

"Really? Because I come from 2042. Maybe I've heard about you or your family before?"

Danny shook his head.

"We don't come from the same 2036."

She frowned. The door to the lab opened suddenly, and Charlie walked in, a smirk on her lips.

"Ah! You're on guard duty again? Wonder why..."

Zari glared at her but the shapeshifter ignored her. She turned to the kids.

"So, what have we got?" All I see are two dumbs teenagers."

Danny waved at her.

"Hey, Charlie!"

Charlie frowned and crossed her arms. She came to stand in front of the cell.

"You know my name?"

Danny seemed confused.

"Well, yeah. Why wouldn't I?"

The girl behind him suddenly opened her eyes and stood up.

"Did you seriously come to make fun of us?"

"Yeah, basically! For once I'm not the one in that bloody cage."

Danny pouted.

"That's kind of mean."

Charlie smirked.

"It is. That's why I love it so much!"

"Okay," Zari interjected, "if you're not here to do your job then leave."

"Or what?"

"I feel like there's a lot of tension between you two," Danny declared.

His friend chuckled.

"I know, right? Maybe they should just kiss already."

Both Charlie and Zari turned toward her, murder in their eyes.

"What did you just say?"

Gideon's voice suddenly echoed around the lab:

"Miss Tomaz, Captain Lance would like to speak with you."

Zari nodded and walked away, while Charlie was smirking behind her.

"Keep an eye on them. And don't let them out!" she warned before the door closed behind her.

"I'm not a dumbass!"

Charlie turned to the two teenagers.

"So, what are you lot? Some kind of imp?"

"Humans," the girl declared before seating back on the ground and closing her eyes.

"Actually, I'm a wizard," Danny began. "Well, I mean, it's complicated. It's from my mother side..."

He started repeating what he'd just told Zari, like a broken record, and Sara tuned it out.

When Zari reached the Captain's quarter, Sara was still looking at the screen, where Charlie listening to Danny's rambling.

"I don't think we're gonna get much out of them. I swear, I thought hearing Ray's ramblings were painful, but it's nothing compared to that kid!"

Sara turned around, arms crossed.

"Danny's a weak link for sure, but as long as he's with the girl, he's not going to say anything."

"You want to separate them?"

"Let me try something first. If I can't get them to talk we'll separate them. Maybe get Ray to talk to Danny?"

"Yeah, that way they can ramble together."

Sara walked away and toward the galley, leaving Zari behind. She waited until she heard the doors to the bridge closing and asked:

"Hey, Gideon?"

Gideon's holographic projection appeared above the main console.

"Yes, Miss Tomaz?"

"What did Danny mean, when he said we didn't come from the same 2036?"

"I believe he referred to the death of Nora Darhk, which Doctor Palmer prevented by switching her place with her father."


She walked away, meditating on what Gideon had said.