Throw Away the Plan

Chapter 13 (Sara's PoV)

I perked up at the mention of the Aldebaran Rum. I was pretty sure I hadn't heard of that type of drink before, and I was excited to try it.

When Alex and Kara came back into the apartment with the newcomer, I got up to introduce myself.

All thoughts of doing either of these things were squashed when Dinah turned to face the rest of us.

I had expected to meet someone who seemed like a typical person, not too notable or anything. However, the only thought that was able to go all the way from my stunned brain to my mouth when I saw her was "You... you should be dead," when it was my sister who faced me instead.

"I'm sorry... what?" Kara asked, clearly confused.

"Seconded," Alex concurred.

Before any of us could get over our shock enough to answer, my mother hesitantly came forward as if she simply couldn't believe that the information her eyes were sending to her brain was true.

"Laurel? Is that you!?"

Laurel nodded, her eyes full of tears.

The three of us fell into each other's grasp, and we were soon joined by all the others.

There was not a dry eye in sight when Laurel shook us all off her, claiming claustrophobia.

And then she noticed Thea.

"You!" she exclaimed, pouncing. "What are you doing here?!"

"What do you mean?" Thea asked, confused.

"I thought I told you to stay out of my life!"

"Well, for starters, I'm here to have a good time with my friends. Also, I have no idea what the hell you're talking- wait. Is this about Sara?"

"It has been ever since you drove a katana through her stomach! Clearly, there's been some sort of miracle because she's here now."

I could tell that the longer this went on, the chance of someone getting hurt would increase with every passing second.

"Laurel?" I asked, shoving myself between the two of them and claiming her attention.

"What?" she asked, fuming.

"There's... something that you should probably know."

She looked at me expectantly.

"I'm... not... your Sara."

"What do you mean?" Laurel questioned, confused.

"What I mean..." I started, looking to the others for help.

"What she means is that while this Sara looks, acts, and sounds like the Sara that you know, that is not actually the case," Felicity said, coming to my rescue.

"If that's true, then who are you?" Laurel asked warily.

"What's the best way to explain this... aha!" Alex exclaimed, grabbing a dry erase marker from a drawer and leading her to a window. "Come here. Imagine... multiple versions of Earth, one where... -" she started drawing circles on the window and gesturing to them as she gave examples.- "One where Kennedy was never assassinated, one where the Hunger Games are reality..."

"One where the Nazis won World War 2, maybe?" Imra suggested, starting to catch on.

They invaded Barry and I's wedding with the intent to capture Kara so they could cut out her heart and put it into her doppelganger," Iris said.

"And I discovered that Dad's doppelganger had killed mine because she was bisexual" I added.

"The hell!?" Mom exclaimed, horrified.

"That place was seriously messed up," Kara stated bluntly.

"Some would say it was literal hell," I decided, and pretty much everyone nodded in agreement.

"Anyways," Alex continued after a moment. "All of these Earths occupy the same space, but they vibrate at different frequencies, so they never come in contact with one another. All these Earths house the same people, although sometimes those who are on one Earth are on another with a different name."

"Well, that's confusing," Laurel stated.

"Very," Alex replied. "This also means that whatever happens on one Earth is completely independent of what happens on the rest, and that goes for all of them. That's why even though the Sara from this Earth has been dead ever since the Thea from this Earth killed her, The Sara from Earth One is alive and well and has since forgiven the Thea from Earth one for killing her. In other words, the Thea who's here had nothing to do with the death of your sister."

"Uhm... okay?" Laurel answered, clearly still confused about the way the Multiverse worked.

I decided that now was the time to talk about something else. All this talk about the Multiverse and my deaths was just depressing.

"So, where's this Aldebaran Rum I heard about?" I asked. "I want some,"

Of all the reactions I expected, a firm and somewhat louder than necessary "No!" from Kara, Alex, Imra, and Laurel was nowhere among them.

"What was that for?" Gypsy asked.

"Aldebaran Rum is deadly to humans, and it's one of the only things in the world that can get me drunk," Kara told us. "Let's just say that when Mon-El made me try it, the next day- not all that fun for me. Or him. He had decided that the only way he would agree to train with me was if I drank the thing, and I very much got my revenge. I'm pretty sure Alex coming in wanting to talk to me may have saved him from some very painful bruises."

With that, she flew out the window with the bottle in hand, and returned moments later without it.

"Now what was that for!?" Laurel asked, offended. "I paid good money for that!"

"Then you got what you deserved," Kara stated bluntly. "So, shall we get back to our fun facts or do something else?"

"Well," My mom said from the spot she had claimed on one of the couches in all the commotion. "For those of you who don't know, I am a history professor at Central City University."

"Wait, wait," Felicity chuckled. "You're a history professor... and your daughter time travels? If that isn't one hell of a coincidence, then I don't know what is."

We all laughed at the realization.

"Anyways," she said. "I once did a study on this weird thing that happened in 1693. So, some guy goes and sleeps with all of the women in Salem, is sentenced to hanging, escapes right before he's about to be hanged, and is never seen again. So my question is, do you know anything about- why is your face all red, Sara?"

"Yeah... about that..." I answered sheepishly. "That was me."

"Oh. My God, Sara." Ava exploded. "Why am I not surprised!? Is there anyone in the Multiverse you haven't slept with!?"

"I take offense to that!" I objected. "I never slept with Lindsay or Guinevere!"

"Wait, what's that about Guinevere?" Iris asked.

"She's a great kisser," I stated bluntly. "How else do you think I became Lancelot?"

I'm pretty sure that I'm the only one who ever noticed how red Alex got when Ava yelled at me.