CaptainCanary: A Second Chance (Book 2)

Chapter 2: No Going Back

"I should stay.  And help with Dahrk."  Sara said in barely a whisper as Quentin had taken her down to see Laurel's grave.  She closed her eyes slightly as she knelt down and placed some flowers on her sister's grave.  Quentin watched Sara.  He was quite worried of what she would do.  He knew the blood lust was cured, or so he thought it was, but Sara still had some of the rage within her.  "What you are doing.  I don't get all of this time traveling thing.  But it sounds important."  Sara stared at her sister's name on the tombstone a moment longer before standing up and turning to look at her father.  "So is family."  "I know i won't be able to stop you, whichever you choose.  But I don't want you staying for the wrong reason.  We all want to put Dahrk away for good..  But I can't let you become what you were like when you first came out of that pit..."  Sara closed her eyes again.  "Putting him away isn't going to do any good dad.  He will only continue to break free and kill someone else we love."

As Sara hears her phone going off, she let out a small sigh.  She had barely been back but an hour from her mission and she felt like she had been here for days.  She looked down at her phone and narrowed her eyes seeing Mick's name across her screen.  "Mick.  What's up?"  She thought it strange to see that Mick was making contact with her.  They had only been back a couple of hours, but already the team seemed to be distant, like another lifetime.  There was only one that she kept thinking about.  That was on her mind.  Leonard.

"Meet us at the place where it began.."  He said in his usual gruff voice.  Sara raises her eye slightly.  She was suddenly worried.  Did something happen to one of the team members?  She was certain Rip was long gone.  But she needed to figure out a way to track him down and have a few choice words with him.  She now knew why he brought them back to when he did.  He knew that Laurel was going to die.  Suddenly she could feel even more anger boil inside her.  There had only been two people that could calm her down.  And they were both dead.  She hung up the phone and looked at Quentin.  "I have to go."  Quentin raises his eye slightly.  "Is everything alright?"  "Yeah..  Everything is fine.  There is just something I need to take care of.  I'll return okay?"  She hugged her dad before she left to go meet the rest of the team.

"I swear, this should have worked!"  Stein snapped back at Ray when he asked Stein as they began to set out a signal to Rip, if it had worked.  As Stein caught some movement out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed the blonde assassin stomping her way over towards the group.  She looked quite irritated.  "Miss Lance.  Are you okay?"  He asked with some concern to his voice.  "How do we contact Rip?"  She demanded ignoring professor Stein's question.  The rest of the team looked at her, thinking her behavior rather odd.

"We are working on it."  Ray muttered already annoyed from working with the professor.  "Guys.  I think it worked.."  Jefferson said as he pointed towards the direction he saw the wave rider coming in.  As the wave rider docked, Rip's figure appeared from the entrance.  He looked annoyed, but so did Sara.  More anger flared up as she saw Rip's figure approach them.  "I thought I made my intentions perfectly clear.."  He said but was stopped with Stein's voice.  "And so are ours.."  Stein said as Mick gave Rip a hard shove.  Rip glared at him looking annoyed.  "Do you mind.."  He looked at the team noticing Sara's angry glare at him.  For the time being he ignored it.  "I was making sure you were real this time."  Mick said in an annoyed voice.  He sighed a little.  "Fine."  He turned so his back was facing them as he began to make his way back on to the wave rider.

"In spite of my intentions to work on the rest of this mission alone, I am glad that you decided to rejoin me and staying through till the bitter."  He began explaining and turned to face his team.  But as he did so, he was stopped mid sentence only to feel a hard punch towards his jaw.  He felt himself stumbling back, and tried to regain his footing as he felt Sara shoving him against the wall.  "Woah!  Speaking of bitter!"  Mick's voice came at a bit of a chuckle as he saw Sara throwing the punch towards Rip.  The rest of the team stood shocked at Sara's sudden behavior.  They had assumed that it was possibly because of what happened to Leonard. 

"You knew!"  She hissed keeping a tight grip on his jacket collar, forgetting that the team was standing behind her.  The team took a quick confused look at each other.  "Knew what.."  Jackson asked.  "You knew.  That Laurel was going to die."  She continued ignoring Jackson's question.  The rest of the team continued to stay silent, even more shocked to hear the news.  "Look Sara.."  But she wouldn't let Rip finish.  If Leonard was here, he most likely would've been able to get her to somewhat calm down, but the others didn't even dare try to talk Sara out of it.  "You're going to take me back.  And I am going to save my sister."  She hissed.  Rip stayed as calm as he possibly could.  He knew that she was needing to blow of steam, and the argument wouldn't last too long.  If she got too out of control, he always had his stun gun.  "I'm afraid that.."  But once again before he could finish, he felt himself being slammed hard against the wall.  He closed his eyes momentarily.  He hated seeing her in this state.  But he had a perfectly good reason for doing what he did.  "You're a coward."  She glared.  You're not even going to fight back?  You should be afraid."  She warned.  "Or have you forgotten?"  She wanted to egg him on.

"Sara.  I am sure that he has a valid reason to.."  Ray began feeling he should cut in and save Rip.  Sara whipped around glaring at Ray.  It was the angriest he had ever seen her.  He took a deep breath, he couldn't help but feel suddenly worried for her.  Perhaps it wasn't a good idea that she came back with them.  She would only overreact and put herself or the team at risk.  "Stay out of this!"  She snapped.  As she turned back around to give Rip some more taste of his own medicine, she saw a blinding light and suddenly began to slump to the ground unconscious.  "Mr. Rory, take miss Lance to sleep it off."  He said as Mick quickly went to catch Sara as her body went limp.

"What the hell Rip?"  Jackson glared at him.  Rip gave him a small glare back.  "Not to dismiss what just happened."  He said and began to explain a theory he had on how they might be able to find Savage and get Kendall and Carter back.  As Sara had been knocked out unconscious, she began to stir awake as images came to her mind.  First they were of Leonard, and seeing him being blown up in the explosion of the occulist, then they flipped to Laurel.  She continued to stir unaware that someone had entered her quarters.  "No..  No.."  She muttered.  Rip sighed a little seeing her.  He hesitated approaching her.  He didn't want to frighten her if she was sleeping, dreaming.  He didn't want to have any more of her wrath, though he was most certain he deserved it.  "Sara.."  He said quietly."  But she continued to stir awake and suddenly jolted up hearing Rip say her name.  She looked up and gave him a cold glare.  He bit his lip.  "Please try not to kill me."  He pleaded standing where he was."

Sara had surprisingly to him remained calm as he stepped closer to her.  He was quite worried about her and hesitated a moment considering it himself whether it was now safe to take Sara on the rest of the mission.  "Please.  Let me go back."  She whispered."  Rip sighed a little.  "Look.  Sara..  When I found you in Tibet.  We altered the timeline."  He paused momentarily so she could let it start to sink in.  "If I wouldn't of brought you on this mission with me.  Not only would your sister be gone, but your dad and yourself as well."  Sara closed her eyes.  "I have to try.  Please.."  Rip shook his head.  "I can't allow you to do this."  She flung her eyes back open and he could see the angry glare.  "You of all people should know.  After we have put ourselves in danger.  To help you save your family!  If we wouldn't of been on the hunt for Vandal Savage, Leonard wouldn't be dead in the first place..." Rip looked at Sara and let her blame him for the death.  He knew it wasn't meant anyways.  She would come to terms and realize why he did what he did.

"And I wouldn't wish that pain on anyone.  Of failing to save someone they love..."  Rip said quietly.  "I have to try.  I can't do this without her Rip.."  She whispered.  Rip slowly approached Sara gently placing a hand on her shoulder.  "Yes you can.  You are strong, and brave Sara...  But..  I understand.."  Sara quickly stepped back from Rip's grasp then brushed past him, quickly wiping the tears from her face before making her way to exit off the ship.  Rip stayed standing where he was burying his face in his hands.  "Sara..  Are..'  Ray began to ask in concern.  But noticing her glare, he stepped back slightly letting her have her space.  "I"m fine Ray."  She muttered.  "I'm sorry, but I can't stay here."  The team watched as Sara's figure disappeared off the ship.

Not long after, Rip finally exited out of Sara's quarters and entered into the main room of the ship to get the coordinates set to where they needed to head next.  "What about Sara?"  Jefferson asked.  Rip glared at him.  "She's made her choice.  I can't stop her.  You know the routine.."  He muttered as he made his way into his chair, waiting for the rest of the team to get settled in before pulling the gear and allowing the ship for take off.