Captain Cold's Cold Love (Discontinued)

Chapter 13

"And we've arrived." Rip said pulling back the lever.

It didn't look like we time jumped.
Just looks like we flew to to grassland area.

"Gideon, if you don't mind camouflaging us as an alpaca meadow perhaps?" Rip asked Gideon.

I let go of Len's hand and lifted the metal straps off my chest.

I saw Mick grabbing his head in pain, next to Sara.

"What're you complaining about,now?"i asked Mick." It's not like we time jumped."

"I hate flying." Mick said quickly.

Len let out a small chuckle.

"Especially in..." Mick tried to remember the name. "Whatever this thing is."

"Where exactly are we?" Carter asked.

"We're still inn 1975, right?" Kendra asked.

"Indeed!" Rip walked to his study. "October 19,1975. In the fields of northern Norway."

"Sounds like a vacation." Len stepped to the table in the middle of the room.

"Which we can take, as soon as the threat of Mr. Savage has been neutralized, Mr. Snart." Rip held up Aldus' notebook.

"That's Aldus' notebook." Mick said stating the obvious.

"Now he theorized he'd be here. And if he's right and if we can capture Savage than at least Professor Boardman did not die in vain." Rip waved his hand towards Carter and Kendra.

"Can't we just go back and save Aldus." Kendra begged.

"He was our son." Carter crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Look, I'm sorry we can't go back and change events in which we particiapted. Time would fold in on itself creating a temporal fortex." Rip flipped through Aldus' notebook.

"Which sounds way cooler than it is." Ray said raising his eyebrows.

"Forgetting physics, for a second." Sara leaned over the table. "Shouldn't we figure out what Savage is doing in Norway?"

"According to Gideon there is a large meeting in terrorists looking groups looking to buy illegal arms." Rip said making a diagram appear on the table screen.

"Now that sounds like a vacation." Mick smiled.

"Armed dealers and terrorists aren't exactly our kind of people." Len leaned on the table and put his hands together. " but they're the next best thing."

Len stared at me but pulled away when Carter spoke up.

"Well, at least it looks like you and your lap dog get to earn your keep."

"Aye! I'm no one lap dog, bird boy." Mick scowled at Carter.

"So what exactly does one wear to a black market, anyway?" Kendra folded her arms.

"Well, the wave rider has a fabrication room." Rip headed back to his study.

"You got a room that makes clothing?" Jax squinted his eyes.

"Doesn't everyone?" Rip shouted from his study.

We down the corridors of the waverider.

"Alright first thing we need to do is work up a plan." Ray ordered.

"Got a lot of experience infiltrating criminal gatherings?" Len didn't let Ray answer. "Didn't think so. I'm calling the shots."

"Actually I'm in charge, in case any of you has forgotten." Rip said trying to catch up to them.