AU - Police x Criminal

Fandom: Legends of Tomorrow

Pairing: Leonard Snart/Sara Lance (Captain Canary)

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE A HELL OF A TIME WHEN YOU GET BACK INTO THAT PRISON

Most people considered Detective Sara Lance a problem…someone who couldn't be trusted to follow orders without question. She simply considered herself a detective with spirit. And a hell of a lot more intellect than her brain-dead lieutenant, and the even stupider captain.

She was her own boss, and if anyone had a problem with that…well, they could talk to the barrel of her gun.

Sara assumed that the only reason they continued to keep her on the police force was her spotless record. She'd taken down every single criminal thrown her way ever since she joined the force. It hadn't taken long for her to be promoted from an officer in vice to a full homicide detective.

But there was one certain criminal that nobody within her police department could catch. He'd been in juvie, and prison for three years before he'd escaped. And so far he hadn't been caught.

And that criminal was Leonard Snart.

Snart hadn't been handled by the homicide department yet, but a recent case had now changed that factor. The thief had killed two security guards and an unlucky innocent bystander outside of the museum before succeeding in swiping a priceless pink star diamond.

And Sara had been selected as lead on the task force in charge of taking him down. Which meant that she was going to carry out that order if it was the last thing she ever did.

Sara was seated at her desk, sifting through Snart's files. At the exact moment when the call that would change her life rang through the precinct, she was reviewing his criminal record.

"Snart's been spotted!"

Immediately, Sara was on her feet and decked out in every weapon of hers she could find before her task force had a chance to grab their guns. Soon enough, she stood before her team, determination flooding her veins as she dreamed about life after catching Snart. The rewards, possibly even a promotion.

"Remember what I said?" She inquired. "Only shoot if completely necessary. We want to take this bastard down by arrest, not murder." There were several nods of agreement, and Sara smiled to herself. She felt powerful, being the leader of a team. It was a position she felt comfortable in. "I'm sure Mr. Snart will appreciate his return to prison. And this time…" She trailed off.

"There'll be no busting out."

"He's in my sights." Sara muttered under her breath, clutching her gun so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"And his status?" Her lieutenant inquired into the earpiece.

"Cornered," She responded. "For once he doesn't look like a smug son of a bitch…" She trailed off, remember who she was talking to. "Sorry. But, really, doesn't look like he's a got a plan this time."

"Good. Make the move on him. But, Detective…be careful."

"Aw…L.T., don't you trust me?" Sara grinned as she envisioned the expression on the lieutenant's face. "You know I'm as careful as they come." There was a long silence over the intercom, and Sara's smirk widened.

"The last time you said you'd be 'careful', Detective Lance, you ended up in a hospital bed with three broken ribs and a bullet graze on your neck." The air went silent once again, and Sara bit her lip. After a few heartbeats, the lieutenant finally spoke. "Just make your move, Lance." She said with a sigh.

"Copy that, boss," Sara replied. Her eyes flicked to the three officers she'd placed on the ground. She gave them a quick nod, and they lifted their guns. She switched the earpiece communication to the officer outside. "Now, Davis." Sara commanded. He didn't hesitate to obey. Soon enough, the loudspeaker sounded from the street.

"Leonard Snart, exit the premises with your hands behind your head."

Sara departed from her place on the balcony overlooking the mall's main floor and followed Snart outside. The rest of the task force that she had positioned inside the building followed her lead, guns raised at the ready in case he tried anything.

But he didn't. To Sara's surprise, he was actually quite compliant. He heard the call, obediently placed his palms against the back of his head, and proceeded to the door.

Sara approached him from the front as he made his way out of the main exit of the mall. He barely even flinched as two officers from behind him roughly pulled his arms down, cuffing him.

"Took you long enough." He jibed, a condescending smirk on his face. "I was beginning to think you were gonna let me walk."

"Save it," Sara snapped. "Take him to the car." She commanded to the officers holding him. His blue gaze held hers as they forced him to walk. "We've got you, Leonard Snart." Sara growled.

The smirk didn't waver.

"Leonard Snart…" Sara mused.

"Mm…that's my name, don't wear it out." The sarcasm in Snart's tone was so thick and palpable that Sara could almost taste it in her own mouth. The crook seemed completely at ease with his current position in the interrogation room.

She stopped pacing and stood in front of the table he sat handcuffed to, pointing a threatening finger at him. "Don't try anything with me, Snart, or you'll be sorry."

"Ooh…" That smirk was still intact. "Even that tone's just getting me into a cold sweat."

Sara clenched her fingers tightly around the edges of his report, resisting the strong urge to slap him across his smug face. "Leonard. Snart." She repeated through gritted teeth. "Convicted felon. Escaped from United States Penitentiary in Pollock, Louisiana a few years back. Multiple counts of criminal heist. Now three counts of murder."

"So…" Snart drummed his fingers against the wooden table. "In other words…bail is out of the question?"

Sara set his report down on the table and crossed her arms over her chest. "You think you're funny, Mr. Snart?" She inquired. "Because you really aren't. You do realize that with these charges…you're probably looking at a life sentence?"

"Oh, I know, Officer." Snart responded loftily.

"Detective." Sara corrected sharply.

"My mistake." Snart replied, expression unreadable as his gaze bored into hers.

Their gazes remained locked for a moment too long before Sara finally broke it, snatching up his report from the table and storming towards the door. She looked back at him. "You're gonna have a hell of a time when you get back into that prison." She spat.

"Oh, I'm counting on it," Snart answered, rewarding her with a haughty smile. "I like you." He remarked, looking her up and down. Sara ignored him and continued on her way out. And as the door was slamming shut behind her, she caught wind of his final words to her.

"You'd better stay just the way you are, because I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again very soon…"