Legends One-Shots

A Different Perspective (AvaLance)

Hello!
So one of the reasons I was actually driven to start this one-shot collection was so I could write this bit, so of course it's the first one I publish! In my opinion, the relationship formed between Sara and Ava was a bit rushed, so this is my take on... let's say... "an un-deleted scene". One that I feel should have been there, but wasn't.

This will take place season 3, episode 5 (Return of the Mack) when Ava clears the Legends to fly the skies. I've left some pretext so... here you go! (Word count is about 2400)
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"We need to talk." Sara Lance approaches Rip in the parlor, arms crossed. He looks towards his thumbs.

"By now you know me better than to expect an apology." Rip still doesn't look into Sara's eyes, ashamed and slightly nervous.

"Agents are dead because of you."

"They understood the risks of their profession." Rip calmly looks up to Sara, who is confused as to where his humanity went. "But we learned so much from the events of last night." He jumps up. "Next time—..."

"There won't be a next time, Rip." She cuts him off. You show up out of nowhere practically begging for our help, and then you betray us. You've gone rouge from every organization that you've ever been a part of." Sara continues as Rip's eyes weaken. "Cause you don't trust anyone. I don't know how I could have ever trusted you." Sara cuts off cold and firm, but like a captain. Rip would be proud if he were thinking straight, she thought.

"Sara, I need you with me now more than ever." Rip struggles, about to choke on his own words.

"Do you remember when you told me you had nothing left to teach me? I guess you taught me one final lesson." Sara watches as Rip stands confused. The next thing Rip knows is that a Time Bureau portal has opened not 20 feet away, and out march 3 other agents, Ava included.

"How to be a cold son of a bitch." Sara finishes. Rip doesn't know what to think. The three Time Bureau agents walk into the parlor right up to Sara and Rip.

"Director Bennett." Rip begins.

"Director Hunter. You've called in your last chit. I should never have sanctioned last night's mission." The new director remarks.

"But the mission proved that Mallus is real." Rip still tries to defend himself, confused as to why no one else could see where he was coming from.

"Explain it to the tribunal. In the meantime, you are being detained and suspended from active duty." The director says, and nods at one of the other agents in the room to grab Rip.

"You can't detain me. I- I created the Bureau."

"Then you of all people should know that no one is exempt from those rules."

Rip can't think anymore. "Agent Sharpe." Rip's last hope shakes her head and walks over to Sara with her hands folded behind her back.

Talking to Sara, she starts; "Thank you for notifying us of Director Hunter's whereabouts."

"Now the Legends are free to fly the skies?" Sara looks up towards Ava.

"Affirmative. The Time Bureau has bigger things to worry about than a bunch of idiots." Agent Sharpe walks away towards the portal, followed by Director Bennett and the remaining agent with Rip. But before they make it through, Rip turns.

"Mallus is getting stronger, Captain Lance. Last night was only the beginning. There is a war coming. And history needs you to be ready. You and the rest of the Legends." Rip is dragged away, and all Sara does is watch.

"Wait. Agent Sharpe, you stay. The rest of you can go. I need to talk to you... alone." Sara looks at the tall blonde as she assures the other two agents to go on with out her. Ava steps aside as Rip Hunter and his escorts leave and close the Bureau portal behind them, finishing with the whoosh of the courier. Sara turns to walk deeper into her office, then turns around to stare directly at the remaining agent, all without saying a word.