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The Legends had just finished their last mission, and spirits were high. Ray, Amaya, Mick, Snart, Jax, Stein, and Sara all sit together in the Waverider, celebrating their victory. Mick promptly opens a beer.
Sara swivels around in her chair, spinning a pen through her fingers.
“Hey, Nate,” she shouts. “Any timequakes? I’m getting bored of not breaking necks.”
Nate walks through the door, running his fingers through his hair. He looks nervous, and everyone can tell.
Amaya stands up. “What’s wrong?” she asks.
Nate glances towards Sara. “There's been a timequake.”
Sara looks worried. “Why do you look so nervous?”
“The problem is when the timequake is, Sara,” Nate replies. “The timequake is April 6, 2016, Star City.”
Sara’s face darkens as she realizes what he's saying.
“That's the night Laurel dies.”
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The team’s faces turn to shock, and Stein is the first to speak.
“Well, we cannot go there, can we? Rip said the repercussions would be too great, causing the deaths of not only Laurel, but also Sara, and their father.”
Jax glances at Sara. “It would be risky, but what if the time aberration is serious? Sara could just stay on the Waverider,” he offers.
The team nods in approval. “Can't see any harm of going if Sara isn't even there,” Ray adds.
“Sara. Thoughts?” Snart asks.
“Sounds good to me. To Star City?” she suggests.
“To Star City!” Ray cheers, a little too enthusiastic for the occasion.
“Sit down, Haircut. Better yet, go get me another beer,” Mick says, putting down his already empty bottle.
Everyone takes their seats and buckles in, and Sara heads to her captain seat.
“Gideon, plot a course for April 6, 2016, Star City.”
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The Waverider flies down and lands in an open parking lot near Palmer Tech.
Sara unbuckles and spins around. “Okay everyone, we need to ask around to see what’s been going on in Star City, and then we can find the time aberration. It might be good to start with Oliver and the team. Ray, Nate, you probably know best where to find them. Everyone else: newspapers, talk on the streets; find out what you can. I guess I’ll stay here, talk to Gideon and see what I can find about April, 2016.”
The rest of the team undo their seatbelts and start to get up, but Snart stays sitting.
“You know, I think I had a bit too much to drink. Would you mind if I stayed in the Waverider?” he asks, looking at Sara.
Sara looks at Snart suspiciously. “I don’t know what you’re up to, but I can’t see why not. It’s probably better if you have someone to babysit you, anyway,” she smirks.
Snart rolls his eyes, but can’t help smiling.
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