I'm pretty sure that last chapter was terrible, and I'm sorry guys, yeah... I think this will be better... Thanks :)
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"Yes, me and my wife would like to put some money into an account," Leonard Snart said casually to the banker behind the counter, casually putting his arm around Sara's shoulder.
"Could I have a name please?" the banker asked.
"Well, we haven't opened our account yet, we figured you could help us with that," Sara said, smiling as she leaned her head on Leonard's shoulder.
"Well, then could I have a name?" the woman repeated.
"Foster. James and Elaine Foster," he said coolly.
"Ok, and how much money would you be depositing today?"
Snart leaned closer toward the counter, "Fifty thousand dollars," he said quietly.
The banker's eyes widened.
"Shhhh," Snart said, putting a finger over his lips.
"A deposit that large is going to take a bit of paper work, sir," the banker said in a small voice.
"Of course, I brought my lucky pen," Snart said smiling as they were directed toward a smaller room.
"We're being moved to a back room for paperwork," Sara whispered into her earpiece being covered by her long blond locks.
"Good, keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary," Rip's voice responded over the com.
Sara and Leonard entered a smaller room with a desk and two chairs and a man in it.
"Hello, I'm Mr. Stone, I'll be helping you today," the man said, extending his hand towards them.
"Great, I'm Mr. James Foster, and this is my wife, Elaine," Cold coolly said, taking Mr. Stone's hand.
"Let's get started shall we?"
"I have a question, about the bank," Sara said, taking a seat.
"Shoot," Mr. Stone said with a smile.
"What's your record for break in and robberies?"
"Excuse me?"
"I guess what I'm asking, is if me and my husband's money is going to be safe here, at the Bank of Reynolds," Sara said.
"Oh, I see, but as of today, September 24, 1985, we have had no break ins or attempted robberies, nobody tries our security. Here we have the latest technology and highest ranking security in the city," Mr. Stone said with a smile, leaning back in his chair.
"Did you say September 24, 1985?" Snart asked, leaning forward in his chair.
"Yes, that's today's date," Stone said chuckling.
"Of course, had to test your reflexes," Snart said, laughing slightly, keeping an uncomfortable look on his face.
Sara looked at him with concern.
Nothing, he said with his face to her.
Uneasily she turned away from his face that looked very uncomfortable now.
"I'm sorry, is there any way we could step in the hall for a moment?" Sara asked Stone.
"Is there something wrong?"
"No, no, it's just that I'm pregnant and need a little air. I'm sorry," Sara said quickly.
"Oh, oh, of course, take as long as you need," Stone said signalling towards the door.
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The Time of Snart
FanfictionDC's Legends of Tomorrow fanfiction. Takes place in season 1 when Rory is gone, and Carter is dead. Rip assigns a mission to try and catch Savage, but instead the team gets to know Snart a little more than he is ready for them to know.... Yeah, I...