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Sara pressed against her lips, pushing her backwards as she lifted her so she was sitting on her desk, her hands roaming over Callie the second she was seated in front of her. Callie's legs found their way to wrap themselves around Sara's waist, their lips still attached to each other like it was a vital life support. One hand rested at the base of Sara's neck, while her other was weaving itself into her blonde hair as both of them found themselves moaning into the kiss. Callie's hands slid down from her back to her waist, pulling her in even tighter to her. She wrapped her body around Sara's, the urge for contact between the two being insane again.

They paused for a moment, regaining their breaths. Callie looked up at Sara, surprised to see that a wide grin was spread across her face as she studied the other assassin. She could feel the same smile spread across hers, and by the look on Sara's face, she knew this wasn't the end of their make-out session.

Sara trailed her hands down Callie's side, grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it straight off the girl in one swoop. Callie chuckled, doing the same to Sara as she brought their lips back together.

A grin broke out across Sara's face as she pressed her lips more aggressively to Callie's, whose legs were still tightly wrapped around her waist. She lifted her up, a fiery passion being ignited between the two, as she moved backwards and flung the raven-haired assassin down on her bed. She shoved Callie back as they both lay back, their lips still pressed against each other as she moaned again.

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"Oh, what's the Trouble Alert say?" Ray asked Sara after their conversation since her and Callie had gone for their 'talk'. The team still had not told Sara and Callie they all had seen their secret make-out session and were hoping that either of the girls would tell them first.

"Look, I told you, don't call it that." Sara muttered before turning to look at what Ray had actually found out.

"The timequake's epicenter is Liberty, Colorado, 1874. Hah! Back to the Wild West!" Ray cheered, causing Callie and Sara to roll their eyes. Amaya and Nate seemed much more interested in the topic than the other three in the room.

"You guys were in the Old West?" Nate asked, thinking about how much like the movies it would be.

"Yeah, town made me a Sheriff," Ray said, not a hint of modesty present in his voice as he gloated about his status.

"All right, well, I will go tell Jax and Stein. Who wants to tell Rory?" Sara asked, with Callie, Ray and Nate all answering at the same time.

"NOT IT!" They shouted, dashing off and leaving Amaya behind in the library.

"What? Okay. I'll do it."

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Callie turned away from the laptop she was scrunched over when she heard the soft footsteps of Sara entering her bedroom. She smirked, turning around and leaning backwards against the deck as she looked the girl up and down.

Sara rolled her eyes, sticking her hip out slightly as she threw the western styled hat onto her head. She grinned at Callie, tilting her head slightly as she showed off the cowboy attire that she was adorning.

"Oaft, you look haaaaawt in that," Callie cheekily joked, dragging out her vowels on purpose to wind up Sara.

Sara rolled her eyes, moving forward and placing her hands on the girls hips. She smirked at her, leaning in and placing their lips softly together. It was a sweet kiss, pulling back and resting their foreheads on each other.

Callie reached up, fixing the collar on the jacket Sara wore. The blonde sighed slightly and wished she was able to just spend all day with Callie instead of going to the Wild West again.

"We might need you for this," Sara tried to convince her to come on the mission, but they both knew that they wouldn't really need Callie for this.

"You won't, I trust you guys," Callie softly murmured against her lips, before fully pulling away and smiling widely at her. "Besides, I've got somethings I need to catch up on!"

Sara laughed, saying a quick farewell before heading to join the rest of the team.

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It was cold. Wet, cold and lonely. She wasn't sure what she had done to deserve this. There was pain all across her, but the pain from her upper chest was the worst.

Callie wasn't stupid - she knew exactly what vital organ was hurting. It was her heart. The beating was irregular, and painful with each rhythm it tried to make.

She was alone. She thought. She couldn't see anything to tell.

She couldn't remember anything. Her name was Callie Merlyn, formally Camilla, but nothing else was coming to mind. She couldn't remember a single darn thing.

Her dad, the only thing she could remember, had now appeared. In a black suit that matched his raven hair that she also shared, he looked quite the force to be reckoned with.

"Camilla," he breathed, his arms now wrapping themselves around the confused girl.

"Welcome home," he muttered, turning on the light on the room and exposing it to the girl's view.

She was in a living room of some sort, and she could tell from the lack of living that existed in the room that none of this furniture had ever even been touched.

"Your sister is here," he continued, motioning to the door.

Sister? Callie didn't think she had a sister.

She turned, seeing Thea resting against the door of the living room. She was smiling widely at the girl, a massive grin spread across her features as she looked at Callie.

"Hey sis," she laughed, moving over and hugging the girl as if it was something they did frequently.

Callie found the memory shooting straight back to her, she was prone to forgetting that Thea and her shared the same father. It was something Thea wasn't always necessary proud to have discovered about herself.

"Where are we?" Callie asked, her voice croaking from speaking after a while.

Thea and Malcolm smiled warmly at her, the man grinning as he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Home."

Callie hadn't know that this was never her home. Thea hadn't known either. But soon enough, they would discover they were actually being held hostage in a massive underground coven - a Hive.

And Callie would always find herself confused as to why she couldn't remember the events leading up to her losing her memories and waking up in the dome.

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She snapped out of the memory, a sudden realisation spreading across her body.

If Darhk had been telling her the truth about her have been exposed to the Lazarus Pit, her missing memories and occasional ache in her heart would make sense. It connected the dots between her supposed period of death and the bloodlust she was experiencing. Thea and Sara had showed the same symptoms of the bloodlust after they had been exposed to the pit, so it made sense that that was where hers had suddenly developed from: with her killing Darhk probably triggering her bloodlust.

And since she hadn't fought until moving in with the legends, it only made sense that it didn't show up until her first fight.

She needed Oliver. He would be able to help her at a time like this.

So Callie set out to get in contact, trying multiple things before realising there was an easier way of going about doing it.

"Gideon?"

"Yes Falcon?"

"Please call me Callie," she muttered, only ever feeling like the cosename when she was in her outfit - something she had stupidly left behind at the arrowcave. "How do I connect to the WiFi?"

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"CALLIE?" The scream blared from her speakers, causing the girl to jump slightly at the volume. She adjusted it quickly, turning it straight down.

"Hi Felicity," she murmured, a smile spreading across her lips as she looked at the flustered state of the blonde. She was sitting in the arrow HQ, the faint green glow almost comforting Callie.

The blonde opened and closed her mouth before finically deciding what she was going to say to the girl. "How are you contacting me?"

"I hooked my laptop up to the ships AI system and hoped for the best," she truthfully said, for both women knew that technology was usually lost on the girl.

"How are you?" Felicity asked, a smile now on her lips.

"I'm going to be blunt," she started, causing Felicitys smile to drop. "I think I died when Darhk was killing everyone."

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"Hey, Ollie?" Callie says into the camera as she watches Felicity get pushed away from the screen and her best friend appear in her place. She hoped he hadn't heard any of the conversation she had been having with the blonde previously.

He smiled at seeing her, glad to know that the girl he had grown to care for like a sister was actually alive and hadn't been killed by her travels with Sara. She grinned back at him, and he tried to act like the cut she was sporting on her head didn't bother him.

"Callie," he breathed out as she waved back in confirmation.

"Didn't think you were one for catch-up calls!" She joked, knowing that there was a serious reason as to why he was calling her since she could see Diggle and Thea stressing out in the background of the video.

"I never have been," he sadly confirmed, knowing that what he was about to say would not only annoy Callie but also trigger her protective side over him and Thea.

"Barry, Cisco, Felicity, all of us," he started, emphasising how much he needed their help, "we need your team's help."

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"Hey, are you guys done bro-ing out?" Sara asked Nate and Ray as they were getting all excited over the suit that Ray had made from the dwarf star alloy that Nate had been able to take from their visit to the Wild West.

"I mean... Uh, well, not really, but... We can." Nate answered, looking at the serious look that was spread across Callie's face and thinking about how concerned she looked for once.

"Good. Because our friends back in 2016, they need our help." Sara answered, before they all looked to Callie.

"Our world, it's in grave danger."