Authors Note: Omg! I am so sorry this took so long. Really its just been super hectic with the end of a semester, the holidays, and the beginning of my last semester! But I have to thank everybody for all the favorites, follows, and comments! Just wow! I know timecanary isn't the most reveled ship on Legends but seriously thank you all! So here it is finally the next chapter. Its mostly fluff really. Just a nice little break for Sara and Rip before I throw in some real drama! Hope you all enjoy!

As always I do not own any of the character of Legends of Tomorrow.

Amara was correct about the Legends respecting Sara's decision to leave the team and head back to 2017. But not without a proper farewell. They all ended up in the galley, drinking Champaign and apple cider. She and Rip were continuously berated about the gender, baby names, and of course who would be named god-parents. Sara gave everybody the same answers every time. She wanted the gender to be a surprise, Laurel for a girl, Michael for a boy (which earned her joyful gratitude from Rip), and the rights for god-parents was to be earned.

Through it all, Rip stayed by her side with an arm wrapped around her waist and his hand pressed against her still flat abdomen. Making him the first to notice when her stomach growled, begging for food. The time master didn't even blink an eye, as he stepped away for a short moment only to return with a plate filled with pickles covered in peanut butter. Around the room she could hear a few murmurs of confusion, but the assassin ignored them and pulled Rip towards her, deeply kissed him, pouring all her love and joy into it. He returned it full heartedly and they were revered with a combination of cheers and awkward coughs.

The party quickly came to an end and it was time to face the reality of Sara's impending absence. There was sullen silence as they all strapped themselves into their chairs and prepared to jump to Central City 2017. She took the closest seat to Rip and Amara took the one next her. Her fellow female hero, reached over and took Sara's hand in her own and gave it a gentle squeeze, but didn't let go. Rip typed in the coordinates, taking the mantle as captain of the Waverider as she asked. She felt the lurch of ship when it rose from the ground and watched the scenery of sunny Florida begin to fade away into soft clouds. This was possibly her last time jump and the White Canary wanted to remember every detail, so she could hold to the feeling of being a Legend forever.

Rip looked back and gave her a tender, yet knowing smile as the tears began to build her in eyes. All she could do was give him a tiny wistful smile in return. It was enough. He turned back and without a word, pushed the ship out the 90's and towards their new future.

When the ship landed in Central City 2017, they were met with rainy skies that matched the somber mood of the crew. For a few short moments, no one moved from their seats. Amara still tightly held onto Sara's hand and she didn't even try to break the connection. It was finally time to say good-bye.

Sara was the first to break the silence, "Promise you will try to be on your best behavior? For me? Rip can't kick your asses like I can if you cause trouble." she let out a watery laugh. There were a few chuckles, but everybody nodded. "Good." She rose to her feet, releasing Amara's hand with one last squeeze, "No one is allowed to cry until I leave because I have no control over my emotions right now and if one person even sheds one tear, I won't be able to stop crying for a week and I am really tired of crying already. So, I am going to leave this ship with Rip and you guys are going to enjoy this short break in 2017. Captain's last order."

She was met with a resounding, "Yes Captain Lance." From everybody aboard, except Rip who sat silently in his chair, his eyes solely on Sara.

Captain Lance had no more words, so she gave her friends one final nod then held out her hand to Rip. Intertwining their fingers, he rose to his feet and Sara led the way out of the bridge. "Good-bye Captain Lance. You will be missed and I wish you all the best luck. No one will be a better mother than you." Gideon stated as they made their way to hanger.

"Thank you, Gideon." Sara replied tearfully, truly grateful for everything the AI had done for her and the team over the years. They walked the rest of the way in silence. Once they reached the hanger door Rip reached out and pressed the sensor. They both watched as the door slowly fell open.

"Do you remember when you brought me aboard?" she asked as a dreary Central City came into view.

"I tracked you down in Tibet, in the middle of a bar brawl. That should have been my first indication of the trouble you were going to cause." He joked, earning him an elbow to the ribs, but he ignored it. "I was broken man back then, trying to stop the inevitable."

Sara looked up at him, "And you recruited a blood thirsty assassin to do so."

His lips turned up in a smiled, "Best decision I have made in a long while." He released her hand, moving it up to gently cup her cheek, "We have overcome so much together. Day by day, we have become better. And that's what you and I both going to continue to do because now we not only have to be better for ourselves but for the child you now carry." He reached down with is other hand and placed it over her abdomen. She covered it with her own, embracing the life they created. "We are going to make this work."

There were a lot of uncertainties on this new path they were embarking on, but she trusted Rip and his idea that life will only to continue to get better. "Okay. Let's go." She stated firmly, giving his hand a tight squeeze.

"Okay." He said then lean down and place a soft kiss on her lips, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Taking his hand once more, they faced the outside world, ready to take it day by day and ready to make it better.

Sara was welcomed with open arms by Team Flash and promises to Rip that no one would get near her or their baby. Cisco even gave her spot on their team, in case she ever felt the need to be a hero. "We could always use a White Canary." He told her before Sara embraced the engineer in a tight hug.

Her mother was completely thrilled after learning her daughter would be moving to Central City. And when they told her of Sara's pregnancy, she shrieked in joy before pulling both her daughter and Rip into a vice grip of a hug, surprising them both with the strength she exuded.

Later, Dinah grilled Rip about knocking up her daughter and questioned him about his intentions. They couldn't explain the whole situation to her, but the time master made it very clear that he would be by Sara's side through it all. "And when the baby arrives?" she asked.

"I pray when that time arrives, our friends will be able to carry on the mission without us." Rip replied simply, surprising Sara. He looked over at her, "I made the mistakes once of choosing time over those I love. I won't do it again."

Sara could tell he meant every word and briefly wondered how the team would react to the knowledge that they would soon be losing both of their Captains. Like Rip, she hoped they would understand and be able to put the full weight of protecting history on their shoulders.

She gave Rip's hand a tight squeeze, indicating he had her full support. Judging by her mother embracing them in another tight hug, she was happy with Rip's answer as well. "Now we just have to hope your father won't shoot him." Dinah whispered in her ear, making Sara chuckle nervously. She had already decided to tell her father on her own after Rip went back to the Waverider, saving him from being shot multiple times. And not just by her father.

Once her father knew, the entire team in Star City would know, if they didn't already. Good chance Cisco or Barry had blabbed to Felicity who would definitely tell Oliver, John, and everyone else on the team. Which would mean thanks to Renea's antics with her father, Quinton Lance had already learned he was going to be a grandfather.

"Omg you're so dead." Sara stated once her mother left the room to refill their drinks.

Rip looked over at her completely confused, "I thought your mother took the news quite well."

"I'm not talking about my mom."

"Then who…" it dawned on him and immediately he pulled away from her, "Bollocks, I really am a dead man."

As if on cue, they heard the loud trill of Dinah's cell phone and Rip went completely rigid, "I've never had face a protective father before…" he told her.

They both listened as her mother answered the phone, "We're your ears burning, Quinton?" the older woman laughed, but it quickly died out, "Yes your daughter is here. Mmmhmm he's here too. Oh, now that wasn't a nice thing to say. Rip Hunter is a charming young man. So, what if he's from the future? You know what, I don't even know why we're arguing about this. You need to talk to your daughter." Dinah came back into the room, pulling the phone away from her ear and holding it out towards her daughter, an apologetic look on her face.

Sighing, Sara quickly snatched the phone from her mother and braced herself for her father's wrath, "Hey daddy-"

"Don't you daddy me. Why am I the last person to learn that my little girl is not only back in town, but pregnant. Oh, let's not forget the man that knocked you up is from the future. And I had to learn all of this from a kid who runs around in a hockey mask calling himself Wild Dog. So, tell me, how am I supposed to feel?" Quintin Lance sputtered angrily across the line.

Instead of yelling back or putting on an act of innocence, Sara immediately broke down in tears, waves of guilt and an influx of hormones washing over her, "I'm so sorry daddy." She blubbered out, "I was going to tell you I promise, but stupid Cisco can't keep his mouth shut and- and Rip and I made an agreement for me to leave the team and come to central city. And-"

"Oh, honey I'm sorry. Please calm down I didn't mean," he blew out a long breath, "I didn't mean to upset you and I'm not angry. Really, I'm just irked. I had to learn that I'm having my first grandchild from Renea and you know how that kid just loves to push my buttons. Sara, I couldn't be any happier."

"Yea?" she sniffed.

"Yes, baby girl. And from what I've heard, this Rip Hunter fellow is a stand-up guy. A hero."

"I love him daddy." She looked over at Rip, giving her a watery smile. Reaching out she took his hand in her own and gave it a light squeeze. "I really am sorry daddy. I didn't want you find out this way."

"I know honey. So how about I come up for a visit? I would love to help you get settled in Central City," a quick pause, "And meet the man that knocked up my little girl."

Sara chuckled, "I would love that."

"Good and I promise to leave my gun in the car…maybe." Another chuckle, "I love you Sara. And congratulations."

"Thanks daddy. I love you too and see you soon." She hung up shortly after that, a small sense of peace settling within her. "My dad is coming to visit and wants to meet you." She told Rip.

Rip nodded slowly, clearly nervous, "And I can't hide out in the time stream?" he asked.

Rolling her eyes, Sara threw an elbow out towards his rib, but he caught it and pulled her into his side, wrapping his arms around her. Lowing his head, Rip gave her a soft lingering kiss. He pulled away when her mother, who left the room while Sara was talking to her dad, re-entered, "I hate to break this up, but we have a lot to do before Rip here has to jump back into his space ship."

Captain Hunter opened his mouth to correct her, but Dinah quickly cut him off by raising her hand, "It really doesn't matter. Now have you seen a good doctor yet?"

When late evening rolled around, Rip found himself back on the Waverider sitting in his usual chair in the library. Sara was waiting for him in his room and most likely naked. He could see the trail of clothes beginning just outside the room. The woman was insatiable thanks to the sexual frustration they built up over the past two months and pump of extra hormones.

But he wasn't quite ready to join her because he couldn't tear his eyes away from the ultra-sound photo Caitlin had given him. The bioengineer was more than happy to be Sara's doctor considering her background and the situation surrounding her pregnancy. Just seeing their baby on the screen made his heart swell and all he could do was stare in awe. Of course, he'd been in a similar situation before with Miranda and their son Jonas. The technology of his time gave expecting parents a true look of their growing child and not just a black and white picture. But no matter the technology, Rip had absolutely no words to describe hearing and seeing the life of his child just beginning.

Sara stayed true to her word, telling Dr. Snow she wanted to wait until birth to find out the gender and Rip didn't argue. He wasn't always the one for a surprise, but he couldn't be more excited for this one. If he was honest he couldn't wait to hold his son or daughter in his arms, making him a father again. It's a good thing he was a patient man (and the fact that Sara made him promise) because with the power of time on his hands he could jump to the future and be a father already. But he wanted to experience everything and wouldn't dare break his promise to Sara.

Rip traced his fingers over the image of the baby, "I never thought I would have this again." He whispered. He stared at the photo for a few more seconds before placing the photo on his desk next to the watch holding the image of his late wife and son, reminding him of his past, but promising to keep looking towards the future.

Authors Note: Told you, just a fluff piece but I thought it was important to include the telling of Sara's parents. And yes I promise that Mary (Rip's adoptive mother) will find out, but not in the way we all hope. As always, favorite, follows, and reviews are very much welcomed! I'll hopefully update soon. I have a few other stories I'm trying to update as well and this was first I decided to go for after the short break I took!