Mick barged into the mansion just in time to see Vandal Savage's hands around his partner's neck and Len lose consciousness. Letting out an inhuman growl, he ran and knocked Savage off of Len, fists pummeling the man over and over. Taken by surprise, Savage wasn't able to defend himself and, after several punches, Mick stood up and aimed his heat gun at the smirking man.

"I'll always return. You and you're friends can't stop me." Mick pulled the trigger and burned Savage to a crisp. Turning, he rushed over to Len, falling to his knees beside the man. Checking his vitals, Mick discovered that Len wasn't breathing and he had no pulse. Horrified, Mick began CPR. He blew two lung fulls of air into Len before beginning chest compressions. Mick worked frantically to bring his partner back. As he worked longer, to his frustration, tears began to blur his vision. Finally, Len took a gasping breath, filling his lungs with much needed oxygen. His eyes looked around wildly before finally settling on Mick over him. Completely unexpectedly, Len surged up, connecting his lips with Mick's. Mick kissed back for a moment before Len jerked away, remembering something.

"Axel." he said, eyes searching for the other man. When he found him, he rushed over to the still unconscious man. Mick felt a pain bloom in his chest at the sight. He wanted Len to be happy, but, he was finally admitting to himself, he wanted Len to be happy with him. Coming to a decision, Mick stood. He would leave Len alone. Their relationship would stay the same. Len probably only kissed him in thanks for saving his life after all. Len could be with Axel, if that's what would make him happy. Turning, Mick left the mansion.

After helping Axel sit up, Len turned to look at Mick, only to find the larger man was gone. Feeling disappointed, Len figured Mick was freaking out about the kiss. Sighing, Len turned back to Axel when his tender neck was stroked.

"Are you alright?" he asked softly.

"I should be asking you that." Len raised a hand to his neck. "Is it bruising?"

"Yeah. Guess we should have brought weapons, huh?"

"Would of been to conspicuous." Len said, helping Axel up. As they began to walk out, stepping over the stinking, smoldering remains of one Vandal Savage, Len began again. "I kissed Mick." he said simply. Axel looked shocked.

"Oh? What'd he say?"

"Nothing. He left." Axel winced in sympathy.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I guess. You were right. I'm wasting my time."

~x~x~x~

Once they were all back on the ship, Rip stormed out from his office.

"What the hell was that?!" he asked everyone, eyes zeroing in on Mick. Len decided to speak up.

"Ray got stuck in the mansion. Axel and I had to go in to get him out."

"So, you all blew an undercover mission. Hell, it would have been better and quicker to just stroll into the mansion and take the dagger in plain view. And you," he looked at Mick again. "Why on Earth did you kill Savage? He'll just come back and now we'll have to find him again."

"He almost killed Snart!" Mick growled.

"So stop him! Not kill him!" Mick looked back at Len and cringed at the now dark purple bruise circling his neck.

"Nobody touches my partner and gets away with it!" Len nearly choked on the intake of breath that rushed into his lungs at that statement. That fierce protection was one of the reasons he fell for Mick. His thought process halted at that thought. Did he really fall for Mick? Was he in love with his partner? Before he could answer his questions, Rip addressed him.

"Are you alright Mr. Snart." he sighed out.

"Thanks to Mick, yeah." he answered. Rip sighed again.

"I still want you to report to the medical bay and let Gideon look you over."

"Fine." Len grunted. As he walked off, everyone relaxed slightly as their "talking to" was over. Mick's gaze followed Len all the way out of the room before he sat down in one of the chairs around the bridge.