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Chapter 1: After the War

The war is over. We won, of course. It feels like we spent so much time on that ship, with those people, that it's going to be hard to go back to normal life. But as far as "normal life" is concerned, we weren't gone for more than five minutes. We all ended up back on the rooftop where Rip Hunter gathered us for the mission, said goodbyes, and went home. And so far it has been hard for me to get back to normal life. No more daring missions or exciting battles. No more throwing witty insults and puns back and forth with Leonard Snart. No more watching everybody else argue (especially Professor Stein and Jefferson 'Jax' Jackson). I couldn't help but feel lonely after all this time. Me, Sara Lance, The White Canary, feeling lonely, of all things!

"Come on, Sara!" Laurel said. "Have some fun." Laurel had decided that, to cheer me up, we would go join the Green Arrow on a "mission", though I am pretty sure she set this up because she and Arrow kept disappearing while we fought. Though I had been fighting meekly, I was fighting. But, after a couple minutes, I dropped my bowstaff.

"Okay, you guys have to be getting bored of this," I remarked, rolling my eyes.

"What would you do if you had to cheer your sister up, then?" Laurel replied quickly, dropping her own weapon.

"I don't know, take her out for a drink or something!" My older sister smiled. "I thought you would never ask."

There was more than one reason I wanted to go to the bar. First of all, I love bars. But I especially love bar brawls, it... gives me some extra fighting practice *wink, wink*. The second reason I wanted to go to the bar is because Rip dropped us off in Central City. Central City is where quite a few of my teammates live, but there was one I was hoping I might see at the bar. Sure enough, he was there.

I really missed being part of a team. He was the team member I connected with mort, though. Who ever thought that Leonard Snart would be my friend of choice on any team! I tried to 'run into' him a few times, but it was like he was avoiding me. "Maybe he is avoiding me," I thought. But then I thought of all the things we had been through together and I thought, "How, I mean, why is he avoiding me? We almost died together!"

It was true. That time when we almost died together, while dying of cold is not fun, was one of the best experiences I had with him. We talked about life experiences and what dying was like. It was the scariest and best part of our time on the Waverider. For a while I was pretty sure he felt the same way... But maybe not.

Apparently, my sister saw me looking at him while I was thinking and her face lit up. "That is just what you need, sis. A girlfriend or a boyfriend!"

I sighed. "Girlfriend, preferably," I turned to her as I tried to hide my obvious affection for Leonard. "You know I'm more into girls than guys."

"Oh, come on, sis! You just spent the last five minutes staring at that guy. You SO like him!" I laughed. "Could I have a more nosy older sister?"

"Nope! Go on, talk to him!"

Now that my sister was on my case, I knew she wouldn't stop bugging me until I went and talked to him. I decided to play it cool and grab a shot from the bar, then casually sit next to him on a tall stool.

"Snart," I nodded to him.

"Lance," he nodded back.

It was quiet for a long time, but my sister was sneaking glances at me and shaking her head to him, the universal sign for, "Talk to him!" But Snart beat me to it.

"So, Lance, why are you still here and... why is that girl staring at us?"

Breathe, Sara. "I'm still here because my mom lives here and I wanted to visit her a bit longer. As for why my older sister is staring at me, I have no idea."

"That's your sis?" He said, questioningly. "You two look nothing alike."

"I know," I responded. "Funny, isn't it? Wait, where is she going?" I asked as I watched my sister get dragged out of the bar by a mysterious man pointing a gun at her head.

Leonard scowled. "This spells trouble." He said darkly as he got out of his seat and prepared to follow my sister. "You coming, Lance?"

I nodded. From my experience, that man probably wanted something. I was currently debating in my head, does he want me, or Queen?