𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐲

"Aaaand we've arrived. Gideon, if you wouldn't mind camouflaging us as an alpine meadow, perhaps?" Rip says as we land once again.

"What are you complaining about now? It's not like we time-jumped." Snart tells Mick who's holding his head.

"I hate flying,especially in....whatever this thing is." Mick answers as Kendra and I look at him with an amused smile before we return it to each other.

"Where exactly are we?" Carter asks Rip.

"We're still in 1975, right?" Kendra follows.

"Indeed. October 1975 on the fjords of northern Norway." Rip answers getting up, and we all follow suit.

"Sounds like a vacation." Snart comments as Rip go take something in his office.

"Which we can take as soon as the threat of Savage has been neutralized, Mr. Snart." Rip tells him.

"𝐀𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐡. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰?" I whine wincing and taping my foot on the ground, letting my lazy arms follow the movement before pouting like a child.

"We could at least have one mission first, don't you think?" Sarah asks me with a smile to which I shrug like a child who would agree after his crisis.

"That's Aldus's notebook." Carter states as Rip comes back towards us.

"See, now he theorized that Savage might....be here, and if he's right, and if we can capture Savage, then at least Professor Boardman didn't die in vain."

"Can't we just go back and save Aldus?" Kendra asks Rip hopefully.

"He was our son." Carter adds supportively.

"Look, I'm sorry. We can't go back and change events in which we participated. Time would fold in on itself, creating a temporal vortex." Rip explains.

"Which sounds way cooler than it is." Ray confirms the danger of it all.

"Forgetting physics for a second, shouldn't we figure out what Savage is doing in Norway?" Sarah asks getting back to the subject at hand.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬..." I agree with equal seriousness which resulted in Snart closing his eyes before sighing being tired of me.

"According to Gideon, there is a large meeting of terrorists and fringe groups looking to buy illegal arms." Rip informs on our next mission.

"Now that sounds like a vacation." Mick comments with a smile as I giggle.

"Arms dealers and terrorists aren't exactly our kind of people, but they're the next best thing." Snart aggrees as he leans on the table on my left as he looks at me with a smirk as I just roll my eyes with a smile, shaking my head in amusement.

"Well, looks like you and your lapdog get to earn your keep." Carter comments.

"I'm no one's lapdog, bird-man." Mick states firmly to Carter.

"𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬." I scold them pointing at the holographic files and informations in the table that we need to register for the mission.

"So what exactly does one wear to a black market arms bazaar, anyway?" Kendra asks as I wince closing my eyes with my fingers from both hands crossed saying "𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐞."

"The Waverider has a fabrication room which can fashion temporally-indigenous, uh....fashion." Rip answers Kendra.

"You've got a room that makes clothing?" Jax asks doubtfully, not sure if he's kidding or not.

"Doesn't everyone?"

"𝐇𝐢𝐢𝐢𝐢𝐢𝐢! 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐧!" I squeal shaking with excitement like a child but they all give me weird looks.
"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" I ask confused but they don't answer as they start walking away.

"Who doesn't love some drama coming along in the way..." Snart tells me as he walks away too.

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧?.........𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀!?!" I finish, yelling, as I start jogging after them.

∙ ∙ ∙

"All right, first thing we need to do is work up a plan." Ray starts as we walk with Snart down the corridor with Rip and Mick behind us.

"Got a lot of experience infiltrating criminal gatherings?" Snart asks Ray already knowing the answer.

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨."

"Didn't think so. I'm calling the shots." He adds ignoring me.

"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" Why would it be him, i ask myself as I frown my eyebrows at him.

"Because we both know my strategy can get us anywhere."

"𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞." I challenge him.

"You're cute when you want to look professional." He mocks me.

"𝐈-𝐀𝐌 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐢𝐨𝐍𝐀𝐥!!!" I defend before he stops and turns to me.

"Then why am I still walking freely and not pacing in a jail cell?" He asks with an eyebrow raised and I open my mouth to answer but nothing comes out.
"Exactly." He says walking again.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰." I say back as I fell back in steps with him again as I reach him.

"Oh come on, you were drunk. I'm literally the one who brought you back home." He says tired I'm insisting.

"𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭-"

"Actually, I'm in charge, in case any of you have forgotten." Rip cuts off our bickering.

"No, I remember, I just don't care." Snart tells him as I try to hide my smile.

"Do I need to remind any of you that I'm a Time Master? Making discrete alterations to the timeline is what I do, so we're not just gonna charge into the past like a bull into a china shop---"

"Half of what you've told us about the mission turned out to be lies." Mick cuts him off next.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐚 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." I tell him crossing my arms.

"None of you have ever encountered Vandal Savage before."

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞."

" I have, and I'm telling you now, you are making a big mistake." Ray scoffs at him before answering to him.

"Already did that when we trusted you."

"Back soon, captain." Mick tells Rip before we all leave him.

∙ ∙ ∙

After we suit up, we went in separate groups to the mission. The birds were with Jackson waiting for things to get messy I guess as Stein, Mick, Snart, Sarah, Ray ( in Martin's pocket) and myself went undercover to find Vandal.

As we arrive at the entrance Sarah sighs as she comprehends the first problem we're gonna have.

"Looks like they're checking credentials. And we don't have any."

"We got this. Trust us." Mick assures her.

I then see Leonard bump into someone. As they collide he gives him an unapologetic face as the man grunts.

"Excuse you." Snart tells him as he holds his credential. Problem solved.

"𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." I whisper to Sarah with a proud smile as she smiles back amused. We keep walking as some kind of security agent asks our IDs, so Snart gives him 'ours'.

"You don't look like an Amhad Ahmed Ize-Al-Fin." The guy states suspiciously as guards start heading toward us.

"I'm Arab. On my mother's side." Snart lies with ease as I smirk and raise my eyebrows at that even if he doesn't see me.

"Is there a problem?" Stein interrupts and looks like he's gonna kill someone. Was he an actor in another life? "I don't like delays. Do you know who we are? My associates and I are the operational arm of "Scimitar". The Lombardo Square bombing, 1963. Murder of Henri Tyran, Canada, 1970. Konig Airport Massacre, 1971. Bottom line? You don't want to doubt me."

The guy doesn't say anything as Snart takes the card back from his hands and let us pass.

"𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐩𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞!" I whisper yell excited as I pass him and walk side by side with Snart.

"You're a special kind of crazy. I like it." I hear Mick tell Stein which makes me smile.

"We're in." Snart informs the rest of the team. I take in my surrendings and see the place is a little crowded with looks like different organisations and groupes of all sorts. Ours ....kinda looks out of place to be honest, gonna be hard to blend in...

"So why don't I get to play terrorist?" I hear Jackson complains as I roll my eyes.

"This is just a kidnapping. No need for your nuclear fireworks." Snart answers. "Savage'll be one of the buyers. Once we get eyes on, hang back. We'll boost him once this is all over." He adds to us and I just thrown.

"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧?" I ask as he sighs exasperated because of me.

"We already discussed this, Croft."

"𝐖𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧."

"Alright, fine. What do you suggest we do?" He asks me as he stops and turns to me, raising his eyebrows at me in a gesture to tell me to answer him. I switch my weight on each foot as I look away and open my mouth before I open it again shaking my head and shrug as I say....

".....𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬.....𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝?" His answer was only to roll his eyes as he kept on walking and we follow.

"Any sign of him?" Carter asks us.

"No."

"𝐍𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭..."

"He's not here, boss."

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 '𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬', 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐞." Snart only gives me a look as I give one back.

"Let's get Ginger and the Professor and move out."

"If I could have your attention." A voice stops us as we look at the stage. "Thank you all for coming. I promise, it will be well worth your time." The man announces as another figure joins him.

"𝐎𝐨𝐨𝐡....𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫." I mumble as I recognize our target.

"What front door are you talking about?" Mick asks me clueless but I just hush him.

"Seems we were wrong about Savage. He's not one of the buyers." Stein states as Sarah follows. "He's the seller."

"This is a variable-yield nuclear warhead, capable of producing a blast equivalent to one megaton of TNT."  Vandal presents.

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲..."

"Shall we begin our bidding at $100 million?" Vandal's minion says as we hear the first gunshot. "100 million. Do I hear 105?" Another gunshot. "110?" Gunshot. "115?"

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐞..." I mutter wincing, I swear if I hear one more gunshot...

"You would kill because of a migraine?" Stein asks me with disbelief.

"𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭." I add as I'm still standing between him and Snart, just before Vandal start staring at us.

"It appears we've drawn some unwanted attention. We need to bid. Fire your gun in the air." Stein says.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡? 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚-" I get cut off by Mick's gunshot.

"That's 125."

"Uh....what's happening?" Sarah asks worried.

"Going once ..."

"It's what's not happening that is the concern." Stein answers her.

"Going twice..."

"Nobody else is bidding." Snart states.

"𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠." I say but I just try to convince myself.

"I don't think that's the reason." Sarah replies to me.

"Sold!"

"Congratulations, Professor. You just bought yourself a nuclear weapon." Mick informs Stein with sarcasm.

"𝐎𝐡 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲!?!" I whisper yell in Snart's hear, now a little worried and angry of this stupid plan. He doesn't have the time to answer me as someone makes their way to us.

"Well, well. We seem to have a new player. But you seem a bit academic. How did you get in here and who are you?" The man as I recognize as Damien Dark asks Stein.

"As of a few seconds ago, I'm a nuclear power."

"Yet I don't know you or your organization, and I know everyone." He says threateningly.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧?" I tell him in a shrug which doesn't seem to please as he takes a step towards me and open his mouth to say something.

"Hey. Back off." Mick stops him with his hand pushing him gently, as his soldiers come closer.

"Watch your tone." He threatens.

"𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬." I tell him with an icy glare as he glares back, probably not used to women telling him what to do, or anyone for that matter.

"Is there some sort of problem here?" Savage asks Mick.

"Yeah, the master race here is starting to bug me." Mick answer still glaring at Damien.

"We're just gonna get our nuclear warhead and be on our way." Snart eases the tensions as he holds back Mick.

"Not without paying first." The minion says from the stage.

"𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐯𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝'𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥, 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭." I cover with confidence to gain us some time.....but Stein just had to screw it up.

"Indeed, personally, I find it highly unlikely that you were able to accumulate enough fissionable material in this 𝘦𝘳𝘢..." He starts as my eyes go wide at the same time Savage's expressions changes.....oh no ...."to fashion a workable nuclear device."

"This era?" He asks amused.

"Figure of speech."

"𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞." I try with an awkward small chuckle as Vandal looks at me still amused.

"Of course...." He repeats with a smirk...okay, now we're screwed. He then goes back to the stage and adresses to everyone "Change of plans. I'll provide a 25% discount to the organization which brings me the heads of these men." He says pointing to us but I only grimace, is he serious?

"25%? 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡???" That's beyond outrageous.

"Can I burn some stuff now?" Mick asks as Leonard replies "I wish you would." And his gunshot is like a bell that makes us all start fighting at the same time the birds comes in.

As I give a final blow to one of them I start feeling pain in my head. I cover my ears with my hands as the only thing I can hear is an annoying hiss. As I get on my knees because of the pain, I start getting images as flashes and then it stops again.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛...." I whisper to myself before I see Kendra and Carter head towards Savage.
"𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛!" I try to warn her as I get up but it's too late, Savage already activated it. "𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡!" I call her as we make our way to it.

"Um, we got a nuclear bomb here." She tells the team as Ray flies inside of it and now instead of a minute we only have 30 seconds.

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥!?!"

"Ray! What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything. It must have a Fail-Safe." He tells us as he got back to his original form.

"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?"

"Why would I?"

"𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝!?!"

"Professor, Jax, we need you!" Sarah calls them as they fly off with the bomb. They took care of it as we ended the battle. Some run away others are dead or unconscious as we all take out breath back in silence.

"25%? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲?" I ask in disbelief as they all roll their eyes and start walking away but I'm not backing down as I jog after. "𝐍𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲?"

∙ ∙ ∙

We were now going back to the control room on the Waverider as Ray breaks the silence.

"Well, I'm really glad you were the one calling the shots." He tells Snart sarcastically.

"We had it under control until the Professor started picking fights with the PLO." He shots back including me in the fact that it wasn't my fault either.

"You let your ego endanger our entire mission." Carter blames Stein.

"No, Mr. Rory's temper got completely out of control!" He defends.

"I thought we were friends, Professor." Mick says  with fake offense raising his hands in surrender.

"At least there's one less nuclear bomb on the planet." Kendra tries to ease the tension.

"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞." I say as we hear a couple claps of hands and we turn around to see Rip.

"Here, here. Now you all deserve a hearty congratulations. Not only did you fail to capture Savage, you exposed yourselves and your powers to him, giving away the element of surprise for now and all time. Well done, team."

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭." I tell him sincerely as he only glares and I roll my eyes. We know we screwed up, no need to give us a moral.

"We don't need the element of surprise. We know he's in Norway, so let's find him-" Carter starts but Rio speaks again.

"Unfortunately, we now have larger problems than Savage. If only you'd have listened to me about the dangers of upsetting the timeline."

"𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭." I tell him again as he turns to me and points an accusing finger at me.

"You....really are getting on my nerves Miss Croft." He says with calm anger.

"𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧....𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝?" I narrow my eyes, shaking my head and shrugging which only angers him more.

"What are you talking about?" Kendra asks getting back to the subject.

"While you were busy saving Norway from nuclear annihilation--"

"You're welcome, Norway." Mick comments.

"Savage sent one of his cronies back to the site of the arms sale. Anyone care to guess what he found?" He asks as we all look at each other clueless.

"Whoops." Ray breaks the silence again as I look at him with wide eyes. What do you mean WHOOPS!?!

"𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘴. 𝘐𝘴 '𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴' 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 '𝘖𝘩---' "

"Yes, Dr. Palmer seems to have thrown a spanner in the works for the entire timeline." Rip cuts off Gideon. As Snart and I share a worried look as we are side by side.

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭?"

"Come again?"

"Armed with Dr. Palmer's future technology, Savage's engineers develop a weapon far more destructive than anything here in 1975." He then could on a button and shows us an hologram of ruined and destruction. "This, is Central City in 2016. At least it was. I'm not sure what the neo-fascists  who took control of it are calling it these days."

"There must be a way to correct this somehow." Stein says hopefully.

"Fortunately, Gideon is just showing us a forecast of the future you've all created. Time is like cement. It takes time to become permanent. In this case, until Savage's team have worked out the mystery of your future technology and molded it to their own ends. And when they do, what you see here is no longer just a forecast. This ...This is history." He says and then walks away.

"This is your fault." Stein accuses Ray as I roll my eyes.

"My fault? We wouldn't have had to fight if you didn't put your science to prove better then others!"

"It still doesn't-"

"𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡!!!.....𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬." I snap pointing a finger to the ground and looking at all of them.

"But-"

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞!....𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩, 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐱 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫....𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥." And as they no longer say anything I leave the room.

∙ ∙ ∙

I was in my room laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling thinking as a knock on the doors break my trance but I didn't budge. I still heard the doors open and close back, and hear someone walk closer, then felt someone sat on my bed.

"You okay?" I recognize the voice that belongs to Mister 'I'm calling the shots'. I sigh but still answer....kind of.

"𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞." I say which earned me a smile from him as he was looking at the ground but I saw it before I look back to the ceiling.

"I meant earlier...." He says looking at me more seriously. "You were on the ground." He adds and I look at him. "Did what happen in the car happened again?" He asks me but I don't want to talk about it. As I get up a bit in a sitting position with my legs still laying on the bed so that we are at eye level and close as he's sit close to my hip I respond.

"𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞." I tease him with a playful smile.

"What if I do care about you?" He