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New Legends of Tomorrow 00

“Within The Footsteps" Part One

Time Tribunal Headquarters, The Vanishing Point

“Laurel Olivia Lance you are once again standing before the Time Tribunal for breaking the timeline. You have caused various abbreviations resulting with a level seven time quake. What is your appeal against these charges?”

Laurel smirked. It had all been harmless fun and the Legends were already “fixing" her interference of the timeline. So, Cleopatra had become ruler of the Roman Empire? All thanks to one little tank from the year 2370 she may have loaned to her. Which then led to her conquering the entire globe but still. No big deal, right?

“My good Tribunal I feel that I must respond to you with my own question. Don’t the pyramids of Los Angeles look lovely this time of year?”

She heard a disapproving groan and snicker behind her. She didn’t have to look back to know the groaner was her Mom, Ava Sharpe. The laugh came from her closest friend. The Time Tribunal before her all muttered amongst themselves before turning back to her with an agreed verdict.

“Due to you being underage and your intern status as a Legend we are sentencing you to five hundred hours of community service. Your time license shall be revoked pending restoration following your sentence. You will be released to the custody of your legal guardians. This court is adjourned.”

Her handcuffs were removed. Once again, her charisma had paid off. She was proud of the fact. At least till she turned around to face her mom.

“Your charisma is not what saved you. You’re lucky they choose to give you such a light sentence. You can’t keep doing this.”

Oh, that serious look of disappointment her mom Ava was so famous for. It made her break out in a spurt of laughter. The stare grew more intense, but it didn’t phase her much. She was used to it. Still she bit down her amusement. After all she loved both her mothers even if they didn’t really understand her. Not for lack of trying or anything. They just had different goals in life.

“Sorry for being me. Your wonderful, drop dead gorgeous, prankster of a daughter. Always breaking time. Hey, just like you and mom? Right?”

“Laurel, please, enough. Honestly, I just, I don’t know what to even say at this point. Come on. I’m taking you home.”

Laurel let a defeated sigh and followed her mom without any more smart remarks. They say that following in your mother’s footsteps can be a difficult thing to do. Try having two sets of the best to follow.

“So Lo, you really messed up the timeline,” Her friend paused as she fell into step beside her, “This time.”

“Oh, Heywood. You complete me.”

Indie Rae Heywood. The woman who had turned down the Air Force and NASA to step into the shoes of her father, Nathaniel Heywood. Together they had joined the Intern Legend Program. Indie was the future Steel. Laurel was, well she was never really meant to be a Legend. Indie had always been destined to be one. Her best friend was truly amazing.

“Hmm, well even though you didn’t let me come with you I still left some of my mom’s kimchi for you back at your place.”

“Oh did you? What about those spicy, stir-fried rice cakes of her’s?”

Indie chuckled, “Yes. Of course, I did. I know how much you like tteokbokki.”

“What would I do without you?”

Indie shoved her shoulder against her friend playfully, “Get caught obviously.”

Laurel first instinct was to laugh her off but when Indie took her hand, she felt her throat tighten instead. She laced her fingers with Indie's. Somehow no matter the façade Indie always knew what she needed. She saw pass the fake smile. Saw pass the illusion of laughter. Laurel didn’t know how she was going to cope without her.

“Thanks for being here, Heywood.”

“Nowhere else I would be.”

******

Midway City, The Stein Institute

A few months ago, Ronnie had begun to dive into the research of his grandfather’s greatest discovery. Dived into his legacy. The legacy that was Firestorm. The very something he had promised his mother he would not tinker with. Except recently his mind had driven him to work on it. Once he had started he just couldn’t stop. Now here he was staring at it again. He had made his own stable core. It was… astonishing.

“Hello, Ronnie? Oh Dr. Stein! Seriously, where are you?”

He quickly ran out of his test chamber and slammed the door behind him. He scrambled out of his hazard suit almost tripping on his face he was moving so fast.

“Martina?”, he gasped as he entered his study,” What are you doing here?”

“We had a late lunch date, remember?”

“Yes at 2:30 and it’s only,” he stared at his Palmer tech watch, “4:37. I apologize, I got so caught up in my work. I was running an experiment-!”

She waved a hand at him, “Ronnie, don’t worry. It’s basically how you operate and I adore you. You’re my family and the other thing bothering me right now is that I brought you some vegan tortas and your workspace is such a mess I have no where to put them.”

Ronnie laughed, “I’ll find you a spot don’t worry.”

After quickly rearranging his workspace and clearing his clutter they sat down together. Even though the two were five years apart they had always been close. When Martina called him family she wasn’t exaggerating. They had always been a part of each other’s lives. His grandfather and her father were two halves of the second incarnation of the hero Firestorm. Having it so close and not telling her what he had achieved felt wrong. It was for the best. She was leaving for MIT tomorrow. She didn’t need to know what he was planning.

“So, want to let me in on your latest project? Or am I just going have to guess?”, she teased him, “Dr. Stein tell me about your latest revolution.”

Of course, she would ask. He was a such terrible liar.

“Well, I have made a recent breakthrough but as I recall you told me you wanted to speak to me about something. So, tell me, what’s been on your mind.”

“Nothing I just, well honestly,” Martina sighed, her mood sour, “Edward and I we… broke up.”

“Oh, I am so sorry to hear that.” He placed his hand on her shoulder in support, “What happened?”

“I broke it off. We are both going to be so involved in our studies and I just, I know it was the right decision but Ronnie, I devastated him. I waited too long. He had been so hopeful. I’ve never seen him so, well he is absolutely heartbroken."

“At least you both chose to live in the dorms and not with each other.”

“Thankfully. That would have been less than ideal.”

She seemed like she wanted to say more but she just leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes instead. The truth was she was heartbroken as well. They would only be two miles away from each other. He was going to Harvard and it had all seemed so perfect. Except it wasn’t. Not for her. She didn’t understand why.

“Did you hear about the latest stunt your favorite intern Legend pulled?”

Martina groaned, “Seriously Ronnie? I am already in a bad mood and you have to bring her up? I can not believe they even allow her near time travel capable mechanisms. She is truly the most insufferable person I have ever met.”

“I thought I could perhaps give you some comfort in letting you know the Tribunal did revoke her time license.”

“That actually does make me feel somewhat better. Did they finally remove her from the Legend program? Please say yes!”

Ronnie pushed his glasses off the brim of his nose as he shook his head, “No. As far as I heard all that happened was, she lost her license and has to do some community service. I wonder what kind of community service she will be required to do? Will it be temporal related if she does not have her time traveling privileges?”

“Ugh, she gets away with everything!”

“Why does she bother you so much?”

“Because Ronnie" She wrinkled her nose in distaste, “She thinks she can do what she wants whenever she wants. She never accounts for others or consequences. She’s not just some nuisance, she is literally a time criminal!”

Martina and Laurel had never gotten along. Even when they were little the two butt heads. Laurel always pulling her latest prank. She seemed to get a particular kick out of pranking Martina since she always got a tremendous reaction from her. Saying that they didn’t like each other was an understatement.

As he was about to continue their conversation his alarm system started going off. He jumped up and started typing into his computer furiously. The core was suddenly unstable. Why was it unstable?

“Ronnie, what is going on?”

“I don’t, I’m not certain. My project it has become unstable and, Martina you have to get out of here.”

“What? No, Ronnie! I’m not leaving you. Just tell me what’s happening, and I’ll help y-!”

“There is no time to debate this.” He moved away from his computer and sprinted to his lab. “Get out of here!”

He opened the lab door and he instantly paled when he realized his containment was already falling. It was too late. The lab, the city, the core would destroy it all.

“Oh my god, Ronnie is that? Did you? You made Firestorm?”

“I did and I… I have failed. I can’t stop it Martina. There is nothing we can do.”

She took his hand, “There has to be a way Ronnie. We must stop this. We have to stop it together!”

“Martina, I-!”

He didn’t have a chance to say anything else. Glass shattered. The building shook. Their hands stayed locked as the radiation engulfed them. Like he had said. It was just too late.

******

Coast City, Pro Motocross Championship

Nothing was more satisfying than the feel of a Palmer original singing and vibrating through your whole being. The thrill. The roar of the bike that pushed out the crowd. And winning. Winning gave him a rush that he could only compare to the joy of building his very first engine from scratch.

As he met the checkered flag, he lifted his hands in victory and blew a kiss to the crowd as he took his victory lap around the track. He dismounted covered in dirt. He rode the wave of his success taking in all the praise. He lifted his trophy high above his head. This was all he wanted in life.

The crowd receded and the interviews finally came to an end. He helped his team load his masterpiece. This may have been the world championship but there was always more races. Always new tracks to conquer.

“Great race, Damien.”

Damien turned around in order to greet a fan and was met with an identical face. It would have been like looking in a mirror except his twin always wore that green cloak while he tended to be in his motocross gear most days.

“Carson freakin’ Palmer! Give me a hug bro!”

Carson rolled his eyes but gave into his brother’s whim pulling him in a tight hug. They hadn’t seen each other in three years. Carson had been off the grid somewhere honing his magical skills. Having him back just made everything feel so complete in that moment.

He let his brother go, “So you saw the race huh?”

“Of course. You left everyone in your dust. I’m proud of you, Damien.”

“Mom and Dad know you’re back on the grid?”

“I called them after I landed.”

“All that magic training must have really paid off if you’re out here flying around like Superman.”

Finally, Carson let out a laugh and Damien grinned in triumph. Carson could be so serious sometimes. It was good to see he could still make him laugh after all this time. He really did miss spending time with his brother.

“ So, race season is officially over, right?”

“Oh yeah, but there is always a race somewhere and you know me, can’t stay off the track too long.”

Carson scratched the back of his head, “Yeah, I know. I know how much you love spending time on that bike of yours. She’s definitely a beauty.”

“Carson, you know you can ask me anything so go ahead and ask. Safe space. You’ll always have one with me.”

“I know you love racing and I would never ask you to leave it permanently, but the truth is, I missed you while I was gone. I’m officially joining the Legends. Now that my training is over I just, I want to be a team again.”

“You want me to suit up again? Science and magic, side by side nobly standing up against injustice?”

“The Druid and The Conduit. Together again. What do you say?”

Damien looked at his brother and grinned, “Traveling through hyperspace ain't like dusting crops, farm boy!”

Carson broke into a grin that matched his brother's, “Glad you have my back.”

“And you always will.”

******

Star City, Intern Legends Training Facility

They were not sure why they had decided to join the team. Legacies like them were always offered invitations. Except they had been solely focused on setting free their art, their stories into the world. They had fans and everyone wanted to know who Clever Ascribe was. Except they didn’t want the limelight. They just wanted to work on their craft. Create their worlds and share them openly. So why had they accepted the invitation?

“Axl, you seem to be unfocused on the task at hand.”

“Sorry about that, Gideon. What were you saying?”

“I was saying that your infield training has improved by eight percent. Thanks to your involvement all abbreviations produced by young Lance’s latest interference with the timeline has been fixed and the timeline has been restored.”

“It would appear so.”

Gideon placed her hand on the intern’s shoulder, “You seem less than thrilled about this success. Would you like to take about it?”

Gideon sat down across from them. For years now she had been given freedom from the Waverider thanks to her android form. She had left her life of containment and now was head of the New Legends program. The program was bringing in younger members to train under safe conditions before becoming full members. Axl Ford was the grandchild of one Mick Rory. They were doing well in the program and Gideon believed they would be a Legend of their own in no time. Even with their personal uncertainties.

“To be honest. I’m sort of sad to see those pyramids of Los Angeles disappear. So much art that could have been, a whole world history vanished from existence. Brought out only because of one piece of technology introduced to a powerful woman seeking to be remembered. It is an existence only we have knowledge of. A somber beauty encased in our memory.”

“Axl, I don’t quite understand your viewpoint if I am being honest. But I would like you to know, your perspective is marvelous.”

Axl hummed as they sat forward, steepling their fingers under their chin, “Thank you for your kind words, Gideon. Is my performance assessment over?”

“Yes. You are free to go.”

Axl left and entered their room. They stood at their easel as their latest mission flowed through their mind. Before they could even comprehend their own movements, their hands began their work. It had been awhile since their work had so easily flowed through them. It was cathartic. It was spiritual. It was why they were meant to be there. Now they understood. They had answered the call of the universe.

******

The Household of Sara Lance and Ava Sharpe

“I fucking love your mom's cooking. You’re lucky she is married to your dad because if she wasn’t, you’d be calling me mommy, Heywood. I’d marry her just so I could eat like this for life.”

Indie cringed at her friend’s words, “There is so much wrong with what you just said, and you know I love you but ew. Seriously like, what the hell, Lo?”

Laurel let out that signature laugh of hers. Why’d she have to be so cute? How could she say the most absurd and ridiculous things and still make her heart beat hard inside her chest? Why did she have to be in love with her best friend? The best friend she knew better than anyone else. The best friend that would always close herself off, even to her.

“You know, I can’t believe your mom is letting us just hang out up here together. I mean you literally just committed a time crime and were officially charged by the Time Tribunal.”

“Hmm, well I lost access to the Waverider, my time couriers and I’m stuck for twenty days plus some change doing who knows what. She’s probably doing all this for you. I’m guessing we won’t be seeing each other again for awhile.”

Laurel had plopped down on her bed. Her now empty bowl set aside as she put her hands behind her head. She was lost in thought. Her mind shuffling around with ideas. Indie could tell by the way her grey eyes shifted ever so slightly back and forth, how her foot tapped excessively, and how she bit her lower lip. Damn. Indie really wanted to kiss her.

“Three weeks won’t be so bad.” Indie sat down next to her friend but faced away from her. Staring at her was not good for her heart. “I mean after all this you’ll be back. We keep are heads down for awhile. We follow the rules. Oh, and we definitely don’t give historical figures tanks again.”

“We huh? Last time I checked it was me who was breaking rules and timelines. Not you, Heywood.”

“Yeah but we’re a team. We’ve always been a team and this, what happened today, won’t change that. Me and you will always be there for each other.”

It was quiet after she said that. Laurel would usually quip back with a joke or smart-ass comment but for once she didn’t. They sat in that uncomfortable silence for what felt like hours. Then she said five words. Five words that made Indie feel like she had taken a sucker punch to the gut.

“I’m not coming back, Heywood.”

She turned around and saw her friend had sat up. She was looking out her window, her legs pulled tight against her chest. How could she just say something like that? How could she say that and not even look her in the eye when she did? And she wasn’t going get away with it either. Indie punched her hard in the shoulder.

“Ow, geezz Heywood!”

“Don’t.” Punch! “Geezz.” Punch! “Heywood.” Punch! “Me!” Punch and Punch!

“Okay, okay! Stop with the punching bag routine already! I give up! God, you have a nasty left hook you know that?”

“Don’t avoid the question!”

“What question? You haven’t asked a question.”

Indie huffed, “Well I meant to and I’m gonna. What do you mean you’re not coming back?”

The laughter, the smile that she used to hide behind wasn’t there. Indie had seen the mask fall away before but never like this. She had never seen Laurel look so sad. So vulnerable. It took her breath away.

“Heywood, I’m named after some pretty amazing heroes. And my moms, they are both the definition of what a Legend should be. The truth is I’m nothing like them. I’m never going to be. It’s not who I am. I’m not, I’m not good enough to be a Legend.”

Indie couldn’t believe the words she was hearing. Laurel saying such horrible things about herself made her want to cry. She wanted to just pull her in hug and hold her close. Instead she took her hands in her's.

“Do you remember how I told you the Air Force and NASA were both taking an interest in me and right after that I was accepted into the intern Legends program. Do you remember what I told you?”

“You told me what I already knew. That you wanted to Be a Legend but you wanted to step on the moon more. You were afraid that if you went into the Legends program now that you would lose that opportunity. You didn’t want that.”

“Yeah and remember what you did for me? For my sixteenth birthday you stole the jump ship right from under your moms' noses and flew right up to my front door. You wouldn’t tell me where we were going. You just said, ‘Surprise Heywood! Get in.’ Then suddenly we are in the year 1869 and I didn’t get why? Then you told me that I deserved to be the first person to ever step foot on the moon and I was going to make history a hundred years early.”

Laurel smiled, “Well yeah. It was my best plan ever. Then you pretty much ruined everything when you took that first step and said some lame movie quote.”

“It’s not the years, honey. It’s the mileage. I’ll have you know that is my favorite Indiana Jones quote! The fact you still don’t appreciate those movies after all this time legit hurts me! I’m named after him you know.”

“Yeah, a fictional archeologist and the one and only Raymond Palmer. You are literally named after your dad’s imaginary best friend and his real best friend.”

“Truth bomb aside, do you realize just how amazing that day was?” She squeezed her hands affectionately. Their eyes locked. “That day we played tag in lower gravity, hopping around after each other like we were little kids again. You used giant moon rocks to spell out our initials. The LOL and IRH that we left behind are so massive that when astronomers discovered it, they freaked out. They thought it was some sort of attempt at alien communication. Then we erected the LGBTQIA+ flag and claimed the moon for the whole community. That was the best day of my life. And you’re the one that gave it to me. You erased my doubts by making my dream come true. I didn’t have to worry about losing it anymore. You say you’re not good. But you are. You say you’ll never be a Legend. But you are one. You have been one your whole life. You’ve always been a Legend to me.”

As she spoke, she had not realized how close they had gotten. They were so close their noses were almost touching. In that moment they both had seemed to have forgotten how to breathe. All Indie had to do was lean in and their lips could touch. Indie placed her palm against Laurel's cheek. She was finally going to do it. Finally, she was going to have the courage to let Laurel know exactly how she felt about her. Today was going to become the new best day of her life.

“Ahem.”

They jumped away from each other. Both their faces flushed as they found they had obtained an audience. The audience of Sara Lance.

“Oh hey, Sara we were just talking um, I should probably go huh?”

“Probably for the best, Indie. I need to talk to Laurel alone and you really should be getting back to the facility.”

“Right, yeah so totally right! Righty, right.”

Embarrassed Indie scrambled out of Laurel's bed and practically ran to the door. Nervous she spun around to look back. She needed to say something cool. Something cool and memorable.

“Lo, I’ll um, I’ll see you or I’ll um, talk to you or, I’ll k-um no I mean, I’ll miss you! But like see you, when your sentence is like over and we’ll hang and stuff, um yeah. Bye?” That. That was so very much the opposite of cool.

Then Laurel flashed that smile at her. Her genuine smile. That perfect, beautiful smile that she always seemed to save for her.

“See ya, Heywood.”

Laurel watched her best friend smile brightly at her before then walking right into the doorframe. She was such a goof. How could someone be so utterly and perfectly ridiculous? Even after she had left the room Laurel found herself staring after her. Everything else forgotten in her mind.

“So, you and Heywood, huh?”

Oh right. She had so totally forgotten about her mom being there. What did she just say?

“W-what?”

“Oh, you know, I was just saying that you two are absolutely adorable and you need to make a move and stop leaving her pining after you already.”

Laurel didn’t think her face could get any redder but suddenly she felt like she might burst. “I was, we were just talking, it was, it wasn’t anything like that okay.”

“Right. Is that why you’re blushing right now? Because you and Indie were just talking? She adores yoooouuuuu. And you liiiikkkeee her.”

“Mom, stop!” Laurel ran her hands down her face with a groan, “Seriously just, can you just stop making a big deal out of nothing and just get to the lecture already? I can’t take it when you act this way.”

“Well if you’re so eager for me to provide you with a lecture, I got one just for you, kiddo. Which lecture did Ava lay on you by the way?”

“Lecture number four.”

“Right and which one was that again?”

She started counting off her fingers, “Point one, I just don’t understand what you were thinking. Two, do you want to end up in jail? Because that’s what’s going to happen if you keep doing this. Third, the whole I am disappointed, you are better than this argument. Ending with point number four, wait till your mother gets here.”

Sara laughed, “Did she make me bad cop?”

“No. She pretty much laid down the law letting me know I’m stuck in this house when I’m not doing my community service. Basically, lock down mode is my life. You’re just here to back her up.”

“Sounds about right.”

“You already talked to her didn’t you.”

“Obviously, now scoot and come sit next to me.”

Together they sat on the edge of her bed. Moments like this were her favorite although she would never admit it out loud. Just sitting with her mom, with either of them, she was at her most content. The one thing that she never had to question was them. The love they had for her.

“Want to tell me what’s going on in that head of yours?”

“Too much. Like always.”

Sara pulled her into a sideways hug, “What can I do to help?”

“Hmm I don’t know. Maybe give me permission to have a pet dinosaur.”

“Ha, again with the pet dinosaur routine. You’ve been pulling that one since you were three.”

“Um, cause dinosaurs are awesome and we have full access to be able obtain one whenever we want.”

“Okay, well first you’ve watched Jurassic Park movies your whole life and you still don’t get having any in modern ages is a horrible idea? Having a t-rex come charging at you is not fun. I literally have real life experience of such an encounter. And second, one of us has officially lost their time travel eligible status. Literally less than an hour ago. Lockdown mode, remember?”

Laurel groaned, “Don’t remind me. Being stuck in one time is so boring and yeah I know, actions equals consequences I get it.”

“You know, you were set to graduate the program next month and now who knows when you will be able to. I have a feeling that there is a definite connection to that and your latest reinvention of reality. Am I hitting the mark? Cause I’m sensing a bull’s-eye and I always hit my target. Trained assassin, remember?”

Laurel bit down on her tongue. Her mom was right, obviously. Sara could always see where she was going three steps ahead and Ava was always the one to react and pull her back into a safety net whenever she did ever take things too far.

When Laurel was four, she was climbing up a tree Sara had told her not too. It was too tall, and she would get scared. Laurel did it anyway. She climbed so high, Sara watching her, letting her learn for herself. Then she looked down and froze. Scared, terrified. When she started crying, Ava came running and had her back down as quick as a speedster.

Of course, they made up quickly. Her moms could never stay mad at each other for long. That memory was one of her most solid memories. Memory that told her that her moms were both there for her. They would never let her down. They would love her no matter what. And yet…

“It is a possibility I suppose. You haven’t been an active assassin in so long. You’ve probably lost your touch.”

Her mom put her in a playful headlock, “Oh yeah, you sure about that? Maybe a noogie will make you think twice about that, kiddo.”

“Okay, okay! Stop!” She spurted with laughter, Momma, seriously? I take it back, cut it out already.”

Sara released her, “See, I still got it.”

“Yeah, yeah you do.”

“Serious talk time. I know you don’t want to talk about it right now and that’s okay. But I need you to hear me, playing with time like that, just for kicks, you know that’s not the right thing to do. The timeline is sacred. Yes. I’ve told you time and time again. I get it. You’re seventeen, you don’t need to know everything you want right now but you can’t keep running away from it all either. No matter what you decide or if you change your mind down the line, your mom and I are not going anywhere. We are co-captains of the ship named supporting and loving you always. Even if you are someone who wants to put all her energy in being some kind of time rouge. Don’t ever forget that. I love you.”

Laurel sighed but smiled. She let her mom pull her into a full on hug now. She returned it with no resistance. Her mind and heart settling as she found comfort. Comfort in the knowledge that she would always have a place to come home. In the arms of her parents.

“I love you too.”

“Come on, let’s go downstairs. You have your mom literally about to go up the walls. Her pacing is burning a hole through the floor and the least you could do is tell her that you’re going to at least try and behave yourself for awhile.”

“Hmm, no promises.”

“You’re a literal nightmare, you know that?”

“Geez, wonder where I get that from?”

“Oh yeah? You want to play that game?” Sara jumped up and hurried to the door, “Guess I should tell your mom what you and Heywood were doing up here then.”

Laurel stumbled as she followed out the door after her, “Wait, don’t! We weren’t doing anything! Don’t say anything about whatever you think happened! You don’t have proof of anything!”

“Right, so you were just casually just staring deeply into each other's eyes? You never had a spark like that when you were dating that guy Josh. You need to go for it like I said. She won’t wait for you forever.”

“It is not like that! She is my best friend!”

“Best friend you have the hots for! Let’s let your mom weigh in. Oh, Ava! Guess what!”

They made it down the stairs and the chase continued all the way into the kitchen. Ava nearly getting barreled over as the two started grappling with each other. Laurel trying and failing to keep her mama silent. Sara laughing as she painted a picture of the love scene to Ava as she told her what she walked in on.

“Oh, so you two finally confessed to each other? About time. That Josh you were dating never made enough effort the way Indie does to be there for you. I am so happy for you. You’re still grounded. When you finish your community service and prove you’re not going to be breaking the timeline again, we’ll help you plan your date together.”

“Indie and I aren’t dating! We aren’t, seriously both of you are making a big deal out of nothing.”

“Your face says otherwise, dear.”

“See. You two have sparkage! You liiiikkkeee her. You want her to be your giiirrlllfriend!”

“Uggghhhh, why are you both like this? So embarrassing.”

“Easy,” Ava pulled her into a hug, “Because we love you. We want you to be happy. Even if you are a time criminal. I’m your mom and as frustrating as you can be, you’re still my little beam of sunshine. No matter how old you get that will never change.”

“I’m so reaching my limit of this lovey, dovey mom stuff. Please. Stop.”

Sara joined in forming a family group hug, “It’s part of your punishment so you’re going to have to deal with it for a little while longer. Got it, kiddo.”

“Fine. Whatever. Just get it over with.”

Oh, but the truth? The truth was that Laurel wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right then. No other time. No other moment. This was the right time and there would never be a wrong time for moments like this. Moments in time like these, with her moms, could never be broken. She would make sure of it.

*******

Midway City, The Stein Institute

Eyes opened and fear, confusion and pain flooded all their senses. All that seemed to exist was the fire. The fire and the need to break free of it.

Ronnie!? Ronnie, where are you? I feel, so strange I think, I think… I don’t think I’m okay.

He could hear her but couldn’t see her. Ronnie slowly got to his feet. His head spun and he reached out to try to steady himself. Then he froze. His hands. His hands were no longer his hands.

M-martina, where are you? Are we? I think we are… oh. Oh, I’m so sorry, Martina.

Now those hands were shaking uncontrollably. Clenching as purple flame poured out of them. Panic took over as more flame began to surround them. Their feet left the ground as their fire drove them into flight.

Ronnie? Ronnie what the actual frack? Are we? Are we, what I think we are right now?

I didn’t want, I mean I didn’t think… the core was stable and I, I never meant to drag you into this Martina.

Ronnie you told your mom you wouldn’t, you promised me you wouldn’t! And I do not, no. No, no I’m going to MIT I’m not, I don’t want this! I never wanted this!

Her frustration fueled their flames. Thanks to their merge the damage was contained to just his lab. The rest of the building could still be saved. They needed to work together.

Martina please. I know this is my fault. But we need to remain calm. We can figure this out. Together. You and I, we can figure this out.

Their shared form took a deep breath. Once again, their feet were back on the ground. The flames dissolved. Their minds became focused.

Your mom would be the best option for us, wouldn’t she? She could help us better than anyone else. She knows about your granddad’s research better than anyone. Well except maybe you.

Perhaps. Although I would prefer not informing her about any of this if possible. She might literally have my head for this one.

The things I’m willing to do for you, Ronald Stein. Fine. In that case we have one other option at this point, and I’ll have you know you’re going to be owing me for this one for the rest of our lives you got that?

What are you suggesting?

We are going to visit some old friends.

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#legends of tomorrow #fanfic #new legends of tomorrow #laurel olivia lance #avalance kid #indie rae heywood #palmer twins #martina jackson #ronnie stein #clever ascribe #new legends 00 #within the footsteps #wip

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artgirllullaby · 7 years ago

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Double Trouble

The fact I’m posting this when season 3 just started is purely coincidence.

No, really. I planned to post this 3 days ago, but I had another project that required my attention until yesterday so I couldn’t focus completely.

So here it’s to @jantomweek day 4 prompt “double date”. I admit I had a lot of fun with this one and even wrote this before day 3 haha.

A special mention to @weather-artz cause I know she loves Jantom, I hope this little bit helps to bright your day my child <3

Anyways I hope you guys like and have fun!

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7

There were just a few things in this world that Janna couldn’t understand. For one, she would never get the right value of x (she gave up long ago, but miraculously always got the right answer in math tests even if her whole account was wrong), she wasn’t able to do voodoo (yet!), Tom somehow was hella chill around her… But the biggest mystery and that made Janna break a glass she was holding once (just by her own force) on how much she raged at it, was the fact Star and Marco were just friends.

And they are fine with it.

“I mean…” Janna went on one of her rants as she and Tom were chilling at her sofa forgetting all about Friday the 13th gameplay they were watching after dying once again, “if they were really just friends it would be ok, but they are not! You don’t act to your friends like they do! They are pretty much dating each other without noticing and letting out the kissing part and stuff!”

“Uhm…” Tom murmured listening to her, but it felt like he was paying more attention to the inexistent tangles he was undoing on her hair as she laid on his chest and while he was laying on the couch.

“I am serious! Tom, they have matching keychains! Star has a Yin and Marco has a Yang and if you put they close they glue to each other by the magnets inside! We didn’t have matching keychains before we started dating!”

“To be fair we already used matching wristbands,” Tom replied looking at her ceiling. Was that a blood drop or another mosquito corpse glued in the there?

“I am serious, Tom!” Janna whined turning around so she could look on his face and pulling his leg of the couch by doing so, “We need to do something!”

Tom huffed and rested his hands on her back, “I don’t see the point in that.”

“Don’t you care about our friends?”

“You know I do, but I don’t see why it should concern us.”

“Because it’s making me mad. It’s just so freaking obvious they like each other why they don’t just-” Janna pointed to a random direction with both hands- “Do it.”

Her boyfriend pulled her into his chest gently caressing her hair again (why did he like that so much?), “I understand you want them together and you love them, but force won’t help anyone. It might have the opposite effect even.” She huffed and he gave a light kiss on the top of her head. “We can’t be cupids, you know very well how that ended badly the last time we tried.” They both shivered at the memory of when Janna learned a love spell by accident and had half of Echo Creek falling in love with objects instead of people...

“There must be something we can do!” She pouted.

Tom looked at the wall across him thinking, “Well… The most we can do it’s to call them to tag along on a date. They won’t want to be around for long and will have no other option but to hang out with each other.”

She moved on his chest, “I guess it could work…”

Tom smiled and kissed her forehead, “We can’t do much more than that anyway.”

“Fine…” Janna supported herself on her elbows in his chest, “We gonna use those tickets we got from the park, I’ll get two new ones and say we won the 4 of them”

“Sounds like a plan.” Suddenly there was a voice of a woman speaking and he looked at the screen where showed Jason walking back to his house where his dead mother called him. “Well, new round. We go with who this time?”

Janna didn’t reply, instead of holding his face turning towards her again and smashing her lips against his. The last thing that the demon would do in this world would be complaining about her surprise kisses (he wouldn’t dream of interrupting either, especially when it got this passionate) if was one of the best parts of dating her. Janna simply didn’t give a care on where or who was watching and was able to make him forget about that too when she kissed him.

For good or bad she was like drinking to him and he was past phase of drunk in love.

“Hey, if you two are going to make out at least mute the damn microphone again!”

Janna leaned back smirking at Tom and he blushed frowning at her. The bad part was the huge embarrassment she would put him into (since she didn’t care about it), by parents gasping, disgusted children, groaning in movies, complainings and witness around.

His girlfriend sat up and took the controller setting them to play as Jason and then getting the headphone to use.

“Get ready to get smashed guys!” she said and Tom heard the players groaning, two even got out the server. Janna was a merciless Jason, if you didn’t get to call the cops and have a way to run away before she got the 3 first powers, then there would be no way to win.

She put the microphone on mute again when he sat beside her and kissed his cheek, “If I get to kill all of them you call; if one of them get to escape, I’ll call them. Afterwards, some make out.” she winked at him and then got back in the game that was just starting.

Tom smiled, “Let’s see if you can.” He pulled her towards his lap hugging her by the back giving a sweet kiss on her jaw.

After all his teasing by tickles, kisses and even screaming to the players on where she was going, she called Star and Marco. And only after he got the kisses he wanted. Still worth it.

None of this was worth.

Janna was angrily sipping her smoothie, Star looking at her worried and Tom acting completely indifferent. She was mad, but unless she took the Witchery handbook out her pocket things would be fine.

“Why are you so mad?”

“Because out of all days and out of all people to meet in the freaking park, we had to meet Jackie and she had to come today!” Janna smashed the plastic cup on her hand as she looked at Marco and Jackie friendly talking as they were getting their ice creams.

Star looked confused at Janna, “I thought you were friends too?”

“We are! But not-” Janna sighed heavily- “Just not a good moment for her to be here…”

Tom handed some paper napkins so Janna could clear her hands from the smoothie she smashed, “It’s not like she’ll tag along, she’ll be back to her friends soon.”

“Hey, guys!” Marco said handing an ice cream to Star and eating his as Jackie was still waiting for hers, “Guess what?”

Tom had a bad feeling and made negative signals with his arms doing an X to Marco behind Janna, he looked at it just confused as Star, but paid attention to Janna anyways “Just say it, Marco”

“Uh…” He decided to ignore Tom’s wild signals and replied Janna, “Jackie’s friend got sick in a ride and they are riding back and won’t come back until later, so she’ll be tagging along for the afternoon!”

Janna let out something that sounded like a roar and jumped to Marco’s throat, being stopped by Tom who held her by the waist before getting her on his shoulder and walking off so she could calm down.

“What was that?” Jackie asked as she watched Tom carrying a cursing Janna away.

“No idea.” Both Marco and Star shrugged.

At the end of the day, Jackie was finally back with her friends. To make sure Marco didn’t suddenly decide to turn the “double date” against them, Janna made girls and boys day by doing some rides with Star and Jackie while Tom and Marco went on the other cars.

They were finally eating something waiting for the night show to start in an hour. Janna was happily chatting with Star while eating her fries when suddenly her friend began to feed Marco and giggle as he texted his mother that they had already eaten, but that wasn’t out of ordinary.

What was out of the ordinary was Marco quickly looking around and then going up to Star and giving her a quick peck on the lips.

Janna dropped the french fry on her hand, Tom blinked twice and her jaw dropped to the table. Star giggled at Marco and turned to them again blinked innocently at their shock.

“Uh, you guys ok?”

And then Janna let out a scream while Tom went on laughing hysterically.

“Since when?! How?! Why you didn’t say anything?! How come no one knows?! How I didn’t know?!”

“Uh…” Star thought for a second before replying “Since a year ago… We kinda realized and decided to give a try… Sorry, I lost the other questions.”

“How no one knows and how she didn’t know.” Marco supplied.

“Thanks, honey” Star smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek “We aren’t exactly hiding, we just don’t know how to announce and we aren’t fans of public demonstrations either, so… I guess this answer both questions.”

Tom had finally found a way to stop laughing and fist bumped Marco “Congratulations on your victory man.”

Marco smiles sheepishly “Thanks.”

“You didn’t tell me” Janna pouted sitting back and crossing her arms.

“I'm sorry, we just… decided to let everyone figure it out. It wasn’t my intention to hide.”

Tom hugged Janna by the waist and kissed her cheek “Come on, at least they are together and Jackie wasn’t a threat as you thought. And they to be a thing wasn’t what you wanted?”

“I guess” Janna took another french fry and pouted. Star and Marco laughed in her childish behavior and Tom kissed her cheek again so she gave in and smiled. “Well, I guess this deserves a cheer?”

Everyone grabbed their sodas, Star had a cup since she was sharing hers with Marco. Tom was the one to speak up, “To the most subtle double date ever”

“Agreed, cheers on us!” Marco giggled.

“I never thought I would see my ex-boyfriend with my friend while on a double date with my best friend and current boyfriend. Earth is weird.”

“Well, it makes us wonder what if things went different somehow right?” Marco said laughing.

“Not for me.” Everyone took their drinks, but Janna finished speaking, “I would still be ok since I had a crush on every person in this table.”

Janna took her soda while all the others spilled theirs.

#jantom #jantomweek #day 4 #double date #double trouble #janna ordonia #janna banana #tom lucitor #starco #star butterfly #marco #svtfoe #star vs the forces of evil #star vs #janna x tom

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