𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭?

𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐂 1986

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Rip ask us as we make another time jump.

"Walk in the park. So where are we now?" Snart says next.

"Washington D.C. The years is 1986."

"We've landed at the height of the Cold War in a world poised for nuclear annihilation." Stein states as I see the rest of us being shake up a bit again because of our small trip. As I'm seated right next to Snart, I use this opportunity to tease him again, naturally.

"𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞?" I tell him with a small smile.

"You gotta stop doing that." He says annoyed rolling his eyes as I shrug and answer innocently.

"𝐃𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭?"

"We don't all have superpowers like some others." He responds giving me a look.

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬." I scoff playfully. But he only gives me another pointed look to say the opposite as I loose my smile and state more firmly "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬." But he only raised an eyebrow before I stand up irritated by what he said as Gideon starts talking.

"𝘞𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘝𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘚𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯."

"Yes. Gideon managed to intercept this telefax concerning Savage's last known whereabouts." Rip confirms as Jax cuts in.

"Tele-what?"

"It's like an email.....on paper." Ray explains to him as I look on the table screen the said documents, except......they are all censured.

"Wow...That's totally useless." Mick says and I don't know if he talks about telefax in general or our censured telefax.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩." I state as Jax agrees.

"Yeah, dude. The whole thing's crossed out."

"Yeah, redacted by the U.S. government, which is why we are here to steal the original file on Savage back from those who are tracking him." Rip informs us as he lead the way toward the window where we can see....

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞."

"Uh, that's the..." Rays starts as we can clearly see the Pentagon.

"Now, now. Don't worry. We are cloaked." Rip reassures us.

"You want us to break in to the Pentagon? Sounds awesome." Mick says as I'm absolutely not surprised.

"It sounds crazy." Kendra rectify.

"What's the plan?" Sarah ask getting to business as usual.

"Oh, the Fabricator will fashion you the necessary Pentagon credentials."

"Ooh, and don't forget our G-man disguises. I always wanted to be a spy." Ray says enthusiastically as I roll my eyes before heading out to change as I tell him he's far from Ethan Hunt.

∙ ∙ ∙

We were all in positions as I was assigned to drink coffee at a small table not far from Snart and Ray being janitors.

"Now, the file we're after is kept in a secure records room. In order to gain access, we're gonna need to, uh, "borrow" two magnetics keycards. One being for Sarah and Kendra and the other for Lara as she will need to open the lower level for Mr Jackson." Rip starts to go over the plan.

"Because this is so much easier than just shrinking down and stealing them." Ray says sarcastically.

"𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲?" I joke as I sip my coffee looking his way as he subtly looks back.

"Are you mocking me?"

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤?" I smirk at him.

"Let me show you how it's done. Old school." Snart interrupts as a the lady in uniform passes by and he drops his mop. She slips as the ground his wet and is elegantly gripped by Mister White Knight.

"You okay, ma'am?"

"I wasn't watching where I was going. Thank you." She tells him flustered but still trying to look professional.

"Just doing my job." Snart answer before looking at me with a satisfied smirk as I roll my eyes.

"That's a nifty little trick." Ray starts impressed as Snart shows him the badge but quickly regret his compliment as he also shows him the girl's wallet. "Really? We're trying to save the world, and you're lifting wallets?"

"It's called multitasking."

"𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧." I say as I see my target passing by the boys. I stand up with my coffee but not before making sure my cleavage is showing. I make my way toward them as a guy in uniform not older than Ray is heading towards me. I then "accidently" bump into him with my coffee spilling all over his clothes.

"𝐎𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐝! 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠." I apology as I start trying to help with a handkerchief putting my hand on his torso and getting close enough to steal his card.

"Oh, no, no, it's......it's...um......it's, it's quite alright, really." He sutters before smiling charmingly at me as I fake to get lost in his eyes.

"𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠." I tell him shyly as soon as I get his keycard before biting my lip looking him up and down before turning back toward the boys who saw all of it. I raise a brow at them showing them the pass as Ray nods impressed saying "Nicely done." and Snart only rolls his eyes before I head toward my next mission.

"The records room has closed-circuit cameras.
We need a diversion." Rip says as Mick answers the call.

"Someone call my name?" The diversion being an arm wrestling fight so every bidder addicts are kept occupied.

"We got the file." Sarah informs Rip.

"Okay, now for the tricky part. All personnel are subject to search upon exiting the Pentagon. Firestorm will divert the power long enough for you to exit." Rip says just as I open the door for Jax, and Stein obviously.

"𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧." I greet with a smile before heading back up in case my help is needed.

"Ready when you are." Jax says before he start diverting the power. "All clear."

I'm only a few meters aways from Ray and Leonard as I hear the alarm blaring. The three of us all instinctively look up before looking at each other.

"𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝."

"It's not supposed too." Snart says knowingly.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." I say referring to his initial job as we start heading outside.

"Abort. I repeat, abort. Get back to the ship right now!" We hear Rip says as we all head out.

∙ ∙ ∙

We were now all back to the Waverider. I was the last one to the arrive as I hear Ray start to speak before I lean against the doorway near Leonard as we both look at each other before looking back at everyone.

"Instead of dwelling on what went wrong, let's, you know, focus on the positive."

"What are you talking about? It was awesome." Mick seemed to approve the way things went as I raise my eyebrow at him as in saying "really?".

"In the same way that tsunamis, earthquakes,
and other natural disasters are awesome." Stein sarcastically adds.

"We got the file on Savage." Kendra states to point out the most important outcome of the mission.

"Despite the hiccup with the alarm." Stein retorts before Jax cuts in annoyed as I heavily sigh because of their bickering.

"Oh, so it's my fault now? You know,
maybe if you weren't always yammering away in my head, I could actually focus."

"You have access to 60 years of knowledge and experience. Why not just take
advantage of that?"

"Because it's my body on the line out there, not yours."

"Hey! I's not your fault.Everything would've been fine if Big Bird over here hadn't freaked out. " Sarah stops them before adding fuel to the fire.

"Excuse me?" Kendra ask her in a challenging way as I roll my eyes looking up turning around passing my hand in my hair frustrated, muttering a small "𝐨𝐡𝐦𝐲𝐠𝐨𝐝" in exasperation.

"Enough!" Rip stops them as I look back at him. "There is plenty of blame to go around.
Now, fortunately, Gideon was able to generate a low-end EMP, which erased all the Pentagon's magnetic media."

"Like security footage?" Rays asks before Rips keeps talking.

"Look, you're just lucky that the Department of Defense likes to keep incidents like this under wraps." He informs all of us before addressing to the A.I. "Gideon, any luck
with our purloined secret file ? Please, say yes."

"𝘠𝘦𝘴, 𝘊𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯.𝘈𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯, 𝘚𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘜𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯."

"So, the most powerful evil the world has ever known has just gone red at the height of the Cold War." Stein state not so enthusiastically.

"And now he's gonna help them cook up something that kills the future." Ray adds also not reassuringly.

"Gideon, set a course...for the Soviet Union."

∙ ∙ ∙

I was on my bed looking at the picture of my parents as my doors open and I see none other then Leonard Snart leaning on the doorway. I put the picture back under my pillow as he comes in and sits on my bed. I bring my feet closer to me as I put my arms around my knees. I see him hesitate as he open his mouth before closing it so I wait before he actually starts.

"Can we talk?"

"𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬....𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?"

"....About us." He smirks and I roll my eyes with a smile as I give a small punch to his shoulders and he chuckles.

"𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭?" I ask again more seriously as he pause before answering.

"Your investigation. Did you get more leads?"

"𝐍𝐨, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐩 𝐲𝐞𝐭." I say looking at my hands as I'm now sitting cross legged.

"Hmm...Have you thought about looking in history books in the library?" He asks me as I just look at him dumbfounded. He only raise an eyebrow at my expression before standing up and living. It only took me a few minutes to get up as well and leave towards the library but the ship shaking made me rethink of my destination. I then made my way to the bridge crossing path with Ray and Snart as we enter the room.

"We run out of gas or something?"

"𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵. 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨." Gideon answers Snart's rhetorical question.

"Look, if this is your idea of trying to lose him, then maybe--" Jax starts but Rip his quick to cut him.

"Aha! The Soviet Air Force to the rescue. Now, let's see how badly Chronos wants to follow us."

"Wow! It's a MiG-21. No one's ever been this close to one before." Ray says as he gets closer to the window.

"Are you quoting Top Gun?" Snart ask annoyed as I try not to laugh.

"Maybe."

"𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵-𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦."

"Which is why I need you to cut the engines." Rip orders Gideon.

"𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐚, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝?" I ask a bit worried.

"I said, "Cut them," Gideon!" He says as the ship starts diving.

"𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦."

"Chronos."

"I suggest you all strap yourselves in. This could be a bit of a bumpy landing." Rip tells us as we all get our chairs.

"𝐍𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤?"

"𝘐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭."

"How's it going Gideon?" He ask casually as if nothing was going on. I guess it's a good thing your captain does not freak out in such situations.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰. 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 5,000. 4,000. 3,000." Gideon keeps on with her countdown which is not helping.

"When I said "bumpy", I meant "prepare for crash landing"."

"𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥..." Is the last thing I say before we crash and my head goes forward because of the impact.

∙ ∙ ∙

"Good news, Captain. Despite our rough landing, the ship is still fully operational." Gideon announces as I hold the side of my head wincing.

"Welcome to the USSR, gentlemen, and lady."

"If it were up to me, they would revoke your pilot's license." Stein comments also wincing from the impact.

"They are more than welcome to, considering I don't have one. Did you get anything on Savage from the Pentagon file ?" Rip ask Stein as we all get up toward the table screen.

"It appears our friend has been quite busy since we last saw him."

"Svarog?"

"God of fire. In Slavic mythology. A secret project the Soviets are working on. And considering Savage's involvement, most likely some sort of weapon."

"Valentina Vostok. Graduated top of her physics program and then just dropped out of academia." Ray read the file.

"To help develop Savage's new weapon, no doubt."

"The Cold War is up for grabs, and this Vostok is the linchpin."

"I say we put two in the back of her head and call it a day." Leonard say as I give him a look .

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬?" I ask him as he shrugs.

"We have no idea who this woman is or what her effect may be on history. She may be the next Madame Curie, for all we know." Ray states and I agree.

"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫."

"She's working for Savage. That's all we need to know."

"She probably has no idea who's backing her research." Ray then suggests as I look back at him.

"𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧?" I ask him frowning.

"What? No...of course not."

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥?"

"No! I.....I thought you were agreeing with me?" He ask me pouting.

"𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫." I start giving a pointed look to Snart. "𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫--"

"Okay, okay, I got it...Just let me approach her
as a scientist, and we'll see what she knows
about Savage's weapons program." He explains us his plan, but I really doubt it will be efficient.

"It's 1986, you're American and you don't speak Russian. She'll have you pegged as a spy in a second." Snart states before Rip interrupt.

"Perhaps I can help with that. Indigestible translators. They attach to your larynx
via neural interface. Swallow them, you can speak and understand any language spoken to you." He says coming with a box containing the translators.

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬."

"You speak Russian?" Start ask me impressed.

"𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫?" I tease with a proud smile as I can speak many different languages.

"How do you turn it on?" Stein ask as Ray and Leonard swallow the pills.

"Gideon, switch him into Russian." Rip points to Ray. "Go on. Say something."

" Я не знаю, что сказать. Ждать. Я все еще говорю по-английски. Почему ты смотришь на меня? О боже. Я сейчас говорю по-русски, не так ли?" He tells us with a smile before Snart make him loose it.

"Now you're annoying in multiple languages." He tells him as I chuckle a bit.

"Gideon, switch him back to English. Now, according to Vostok's file, she's a big fan of the ballet. She has box seats at the Bolshoi
and attends every performance." Rip informs us.

"𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘪 𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺." Gideon tells us next.

"Dr. Palmer, you will engage Vostok at the ballet, whilst you, Mr. Snart, you're gonna be his wingman, joined by Miss Croft." Rip give us the plan as I look at him annoyed.

"Oy." Snart says also annoyed.

"𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬?" I ask fearing the answer as Rip answers happily "Of course." as I close my eyes in anticipation....great.

"Better go bone up on Vostok's CV." Ray says starting to head out.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠?" I ask grimacing.

"Yeah, why?" He ask me back totally oblivious.

"𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." I say shrugging as he leaves with a smile.

"I guess I'll bone up on the ballet. Gideon, bone me." Snart says as I raise a brow at his choice of word.

"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐩." I say living the room.

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"𝐆𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬?" Snart hear Lara's voice as he stop in the doorway of the room where you can change and pick the costumes and clothes of every time periods.

"𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘵, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘻𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴."

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐧." Lara tells the A.I. as Leonard laughs silently in the back.

"You're the one who created her, it's your fault." He startles her as she turn around and as he faces her, he can't help but stare at her emerald dress. She's standing in the room on her black heels as she keeps a hand on her chest to hold the dress.

"𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐂𝐎-𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥........𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭?" She tells him turning around again so he can help attach her dress. He came closer and started put the attaches together from the base of her back to her shoulder blades. Her breath hitches as he takes his time and remarks her reaction.

"Done."

"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬." She tells him as she takes her stuff before turning back toward him and they look a bit awkwardly at each other.

"Emerald really is your color." He smiles as she smiles back.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞."

"It does......For someone who doesn't like wearing dresses you sure as hell look gorgeous in one." Leonard tells her honestly with a seductive smirk. Their small moment was cut short as Ray came in.

"Hey guys, it's time." He says before heading as Leonard proposed his arm for Lara who gladly took it.

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"I got eyes on Vostok. She's headed straight
for you, lover boy." Leonard says as we both stand in the crowd at the entrance of the Bolshoi.

"All right, gentlemen, everything's looking good from my end. Proceed." Rip tells us before letting us handle the mission.

"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝!?!" I ask irritated with my cheeks starting to turn a slight pink.

"Relax, and consider yourself lucky I made you take a coat a not your biker vest." Leonard says rolling his eyes.

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭?" I asks pouting .

"Nothing , except it's not really what you wear at the opera."

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞?"

"Guys, stop bickering, I'm heading for Vostok. Miss Vostok? Simon Huntzberger, University of Moscow Physics Department." We see Ray propose his lighter to Valentina with a charming boyish smile which wasn't really charming the lady as she blows the flame off.

"I'm not interested in talking to a student. If you want a lecture, come by office hours."

"I'm actually a fellow scientist. I read your paper on applied physics in nuclear fission. Perhaps if you allow me to take you to dinner,
we can discuss in detail." He still tries as she only rolls her eyes before leaving so we make our way toward him.

"Damn, that was cold, even by Russian standards." Leonard tease him.

"𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚."

"I actually think it's the best approach, that way she knows we have a commun passion....science." He states sure of himself with a smile as I only wince.

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭."

"Or maybe she's just not into men." Start says giving me a look.

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥? 𝐍𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮