History Has Its Eyes on Me | DC's LOT

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"Perhaps I really am a genius. My younger self's tracker led us straight to Savage's lab. Reading's at 96.6% It's definitely down there."

"Be right back." Quinn mused, but Jefferson stopped her.

"Whoa... wait, wait, wait. Shouldn't we handle this? I mean, you're pretty stoned."

Allyn jumped down before they could even finish their argument. "Heya." She created the energy in her hand, pushing a shield right into one of the men. She jumped in the air, and slammed down, causing a wave to knock all the men out around her.

"I do see why I found her so attractive."

"Lookin' for this." Allyn took the device off the table, smiling at them.

Quinn patted Stein on the back, "Yep."

"Have a nice day." Allyn waved to them as she walked back to the group. She climbed back up the them, "Let's go."

"Remind me not to piss you off." Jefferson says.

"Depends if you act like a real hot head."

"Haha." Jefferson mock laughed.

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"I've never saved the world before. Feels good." Quinn stretched her arms as she walked into the wave rider.

Jefferson nodded in agreement, "Yeah, we should've grabbed some donuts on the way back."

"You guys are like children."

"Oh, my God. My ring." Everyone turned back to Stein, his golden ring flickering until it was no longer there, "When you knocked me out, I must not have woken up, or did, and decided not to go to the mixer. Clarissa."

"Holy Crap." Marty exclaims as he walked aboard, "Now, do you want to tell me who you are and where you're from?"

"Fuck." Allyn curses, "Rip's gonna kill us."

"Wow." Marty kept walking inside the wave rider.

"Hey!" Quinn follows him.

"Un-believable! Is that a tachyon manifold?"

Jefferson called out to him, "Hey, how did you find us, man?"

"You think I couldn't build something to track my own tracker?"

"Do you have any idea what you've done?" Stein snaps at him, his grip on the tracker tightening in rage.

"What I've done?" Marty exclaims, "You guys knocked me out."

"Which we wouldn't have had to do in the first place if you weren't such a monumental jerk!"

Jefferson's eyes widen, he grabbed Stein, pulling him away before he punched his younger self, "Okay, uh, can I just... yeah."

"Watch him, Allyn," Stein growled, still wanting to bash his head in with the tracker device.

"Why am I on babysitting duty?" Allyn questions, then looked over at Quinn and Sara, "Watch him."

"Where are you going?"

"I need some water." Allyn waves her hands, walking out of the room. She walked into the kitchen, jumping when Rip appeared, his large trench coat was thrown on one of the chairs, "Oh... hey... Rip." In the back of her head, she was repeating 'shit' multiple times.

"Allyn." Rip moved away from the counter, "You're back, so I am assuming you've completed your mission with procuring Dr. Palmer's tech from Savage."

"You assumed correctly." Allyn nodded slowly, she looked at the kitchen, "Uh... how do I get water?"

"Right." Rip mumbled, moving next to her, "I never explained how all of the fabricators work."