(New endeavor. Even though I was more than pleased with the finale, I wanted to write the aftermath from my own perspective. I'm not sure how long this will end up. I'm just letting it roll. Let me know what you think.)

"By the way, I wanted to ask you. Did- did you mean what you said the last time we saw each other?"

"When I told you to run?"

"No… before that?"

"Oohhhh. Oh. You mean when I told you I loved you?"

"Yeah."

"What do you think?"

"I think…"

God. Damn it. Ray.

The downfall of being a legend (aside from occasionally dying) was being interrupted by having to save the god damn world when something really fantastic was potentially about to happen. Sara knew this as fact- had suffered through it before and would surely have to deal with it again in the near future, especially where her misfits were concerned. She thought back to the last painful interruption.

Rolling around in bed with Ava after just sort-of-accidentally calling her the 'G' word was so much more fun than saving the world. Despite the onslaught of negativity that the pair had faced since that morning, things were looking up. First of all, Ava came. No, not like that you silly pervs (like that, too, though). When Sara needed her, Ava came. She wondered for a moment why she ever doubted that. 'For starters, because she time-couriered right out of your life when you dropped the L-bomb', Sara reminded herself with a grimace.

"Sara?" Zari asked, brow furrowed, drawing the woman out of her intense replay of the last several weeks. "We won. Why do you look so…pissy?"

"Oh, I—" Sara's eyes scanned the crowd, subconsciously searching for Ava. "I was just thinking."

"You're mad that it was Beebo, aren't you? I knew you would be. And like, I realise how cheesy the whole thing seems but I mean, Beebo really came through for us—"

"I'm not mad about Beebo, Z," Sara chuckled. "It is kind of … low, on the badass scale. But it worked, right?" she smirked, spotting a wave of blond hair a few feet away.

"Ohhhh…" Zari followed Sara's distracted gaze and finally understood. "Aren't you two going to ride off into the sunset?"

"You and Hex?" Sara threw back, grinning as she saw the blush creep onto Zari's cheeks. "I thought you were into women, honestly," she shrugged, still casually looking at Ava.

"Well- he's just… I mean, he's charming, right? Is that just me? Is it some kind of old west romantic energy? Does he have super powers, Sara?" she asked extremely seriously, admitted her own surprise at the attraction.

"Like I said, you could do worse," Sara shrugged. "Which is a conversation I would love to have with you. Later," she smiled apologetically before giving in to the magnetic pull that was Agent Sharpe.

A wave of uncertainty hit Sara as she slowly made her way across the dust toward the woman who held her heart. They were interrupted earlier and although the conversation appeared to be heading in a positive direction Sara couldn't help but to picture Ava walking away from her, tears in her eyes. Seeing it once was heartbreaking enough. The captain was not sure that she could handle it again. Death and destruction? Blood, gore and demonic possession? Those were easy. Getting your heart broken by Ava Sharpe was out of Sara's depth.

"Hey." Sara hated the way that her voice wavered with fear when the word came out. She was supposed to be all confidence and bravado, not whatever nervous mess this woman made her.

"Hey yourself," Ava smiled, stepping nearer instinctively before catching the move and pulling herself back. "I knew you were a fan of Beebo, but damn…" she said lightly, covering the heaviness she was feeling.

"Shut up," Sara chuckled, bumping Ava's shoulder softly with her own. "You know that wasn't the plan, right? I guess Beebo really is the epitome of all that is good and pure."

"A cinnamon roll?" Ava asked with a smirk.

"What?"

"Nothing."

The crowd began to disperse and the two women stood, near but not too near. The pull that they had toward each other was unwavering despite the hesitation they were forcing upon themselves. It was becoming physically painful for Sara to be so close to the agent without being able to touch her. She would not overstep or assume that Ava felt the same way that she did, particularly when the woman hadn't had a chance to state her own feelings yet. Sara wished she would just get to it.

"So…"

They said the hopeful segue simultaneously, each then stopping with shy smiles upon their faces. They stared at each other too closely for too long, though neither tried to speak again. Each silently hoped they the other would take the lead and end the agony of this awkward space.

"Ready to go?" Ray popped up next to them suddenly, big grin and Nora Fucking Darhk in tow.

"You know what, Ray? I'm getting really fucking sick of you just being around all the time! Exactly when I want you to be around the absolute least, there you fucking are!"

Sara had snapped.

"So why don't you and your evil veiny girlfriend just portal on home and leave us alone!"

Ray never failed to look like the tiniest, saddest puppy when anyone was mean to him, let alone when it was his captain, one of his closest friends. Both Ava and Nora were looking at Sara like she was the devil incarnate. Sara briefly found it amusing that Nora Darhk was shocked and appalled by her right now.

"Sara…" Ava said softly, fingertips brushing her elbow just enough to bring the captain back to reality. Their eyes met for a moment, just long enough for Ava to reprimand Sara with a simple look.

"Sorry, Ray," Sara practically grumbled, rubbing her eyes hard to cover that she was rolling them. "Just, long day, right?" she shrugged awkwardly, feeling badly for going off on him but hating to apologise. "I think we all need a drink and a nap. Maybe separately." She added the last two words softly, trying to be polite but still get her point across.

"It's okay," Ray nodded, understanding. "You're right. We definitely need to regroup. Ooh, maybe we should all go on a vacation!" he said excitedly, voiding any remaining guilt that Sara may have felt for her outburst.

"Ray…" This time Ava stepped in before Sara said something else that she certainly meant but shouldn't say aloud. "I actually need to talk to Sara about some things. How about you get the group back to the Waverider and we'll catch up with you later?" Her tone was perfectly sweet elementary school teacher and Sara smiled, leaning closer to the woman without noticing.

"Okay," he nodded with a smile, looking to Nora. "Sounds like a plan," he saluted, retreating.

Sara laughed as soon as he was out of earshot.

"That was pretty impressive, Ms. Sharpe," she chuckled, turning toward the portal that Ava had created in front of them.

"Me? How about you? You made Mallus look like a baby sheep when you went off," Ava laughed, shaking her head at the memory.

Sara laughed, only slightly proud. "One can only be interrupted so many times before someone's head gets ripped off," she shrugged.

"Well I think I have a solution to that," Ava nodded resolutely.

"Oh yeah?" Sara asked playfully.

"Yep. We're going to my place."

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