Zari awoke to the sound of soft cries. She rubbed her eyes and adjusted to the cave's lighting, now have small pockets of natural light. Next to her, the cries turned into moans. She looked down at her captain, who was pale and very clammy. Zari gently placed her hand on the blondes' forehead, immediately feeling heat. How do you treat fevers again? How am I supposed to lower her temperature when we are in the fucking desert?

Fuck it, where was Gideon when you needed her.

Ray was in the lab working on one of his latest projects, trying to distract himself from the absence of both Zari and Sara. He tinkered with his ATOM suit but to no avail. He sighed and left for the main concourse, where everyone made decisions and the game plan. "What are we missing?" he muttered.

It was his fault they were lost, so surely he had to be the one to bring them back. No, Ray don't do that to yourself. Don't beat yourself up.

If only he had… wait a second.

"GUYS, get in here. I have an idea."

"So, you are sure this is going to work?" asked Nate with a look of hesitancy. .

"70 percent sure… What? It's an honest calculation."

Nate looked at the team, who despite being in their pajamas, looked determined and ready to spring into action.

The team nodded and retreated to different parts of the Waverider to get ready. When they had gathered once again to the main concourse, Nate placed his arms on his hips, "Let's go Legends, we have a desert to tame."

Director Sharpe stared at the clock. It had only moved 10 minutes since she glanced at it. With a sigh, she put her head in her hands. Paperwork sucks. Her mind drifted to the blonde captain, bold, muscular… Her cheeks became a reddish tint.

We've been talking more, maybe I should ask her to drinks? Would that be too forward? I don't know. With another sigh, she set her paperwork aside and decided to take matters into her own hands.

She gulped the rest of her coffee and set the empty mug on her desk as she stood up.

"Gary, fetch me the file on Captain Sara Lance."

Zari was drawing little figures in the sand when she heard the Captain stirring. She scooted closer, in case the injured woman freaked out. Sara's eyes fluttered but remain closed.

A groan resonated from her.

"Z," Sara called weakly.

Zari placed her hand on Sara's sternum, "Hey, how are you feeling?"

Zari kept her hand placed, but let Sara hold onto her other hand. They aren't joking when they say she has a death grip.

"Why am I naked?" Sara croaked while shivering.

"Don't worry, did not touch any of the goods," she responded with a small laugh, trying to lift the blonde's spirits, "you sustained some injuries and had to treat them. I wouldn't get up if I were you."

Naturally, she tries to sit up but is met with sharp pain and grits her teeth, whispering a breathy "Fuck", squeezing Zari's hand. She tries to catch her breath and lies back down, eyes squeezed shut.

"Hey, shh shh, you are okay" Zari soothes, running a hand through Sara's hair, pushing the strands out of her face. She cups her feverish cheek and keeps her other hand firmly on her sternum.

Back on the Waverider, Ray is grinning like Christmas came early.

"Guys, so I was able to track Sara through a chip that she had implanted in her arm from when she was with Team Arrow, you know the bloodthirst and all?" He looked around expectantly and was met with blank stares.

"Well, anyways I was able to access the code and basically Gideon did the rest…"

"Why thank you Mr. Palmer" Gideon chimed in happily.

Nate crossed his arm, looked at Ray and everyone else: "Alright, I trust you. Gear up team, Gideon set a course for Sara and Zari's location."

"Right away, Mr. Haywood."

They began their descent into the sandy wasteland below.