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"Tommy?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

Callie rolled her eyes as her brother simply laughed at her, pushing her away from him with a nudge of his shoulder. The girl glared at him for a moment before finding her lips curling into a smile as she playfully pushed her twin in return.

"Dad's calling, I'll be back in a minute," Tommy told her, ruffling her hair as he stood up and answered the call to their father. Callie smiled as he walked away, glad that he was back from Chicago for once.

It had been a while since she had last seen him, but there was something about having seen him this trip that made it feel like it had been significantly longer since they last met. Her heart felt heavy at the sight of him, but she simply placed that down to having felt lonelier than usual since it had been discovered that her old best friend was one of those stupid vigilantes.

A knock on the door caused her to look up, a small scowl falling on her face as she noticed the leather-clad blonde enter the room. She stood with her hands clasped in front of her, a similar scowl on her face as she looked towards the raven-haired girl.

"Miss Merlyn," she spoke, trying to avoid making direct eye contact with her.

"Lance," Callie breathed, standing up and walking towards the woman. The woman continued to look away from her, following the exact orders that Damien Darhk had given her when she had joined the team. Sara Lance knew that she was beneath the Merlyn's and that was her place in the world.

"Your brother said you requested to see me," Sara spoke, knowing the exact reason that Tommy had sent her to see Callie.

"Oh did he?" Callie mused, reaching a hand out to place it on the side of Sara's face. The blonde breathed in slightly at the soft and sudden contact before returning to being neutral. "I guess he knows what I'm craving," she began, leaning forward until her teeth scraped the top of Sara's ear. "Who I'm craving."

The blonde ignored the heirarchy status that the girls fell in to, pulling her close and connecting their lips. Callie smirked into the kiss as Sara began to push her backwards and towards the couch that the girl had risen from.

The Merlyn leaned back as Sara moved herself to the couch, her hands gently pushing back on Callie's shoulders as she fell into her lap. Their lips were pressing against each other ferociously, as if the taste of each other was the only oxygen they needed. Callie moaned lightly into Sara's mouth as she wound her hands into the girl's hair, not caring that her father was literally only in the room next door with his associates. Callie placed a hand on Sara's back as she pulled her as close as she could, the other hand tangled deeply into her hair.

Her hands wove their way once more through Sara's hair, before moving across the girl's body. Callie moaned as Sara attached her lips exactly on her neck where she knew the girl was sensitive the most, nibbling and nipping at the exposed flesh. As Sara found Callie's soft spot the girl whimpered and the blonde sucked and bit at it, causing the skin to swell slightly. Callie pushed Sara's head back to her lips, aware of the mark that would be forming on her skin.

"You're so fucking hot," Sara rasped in between kisses, both her hands now resting on Callie's face as she straddled the girl on the couch where Callie had just been sitting with her brother.

"Don't speak," Callie ordered, licking Sara's lip for entrance. The blonde eagerly granted it, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Sara moaned slightly as Callie squeezed her tightly, her hand sliding under the girl's thick leather jacket. Callie reached down, grabbing at the hem of her own hoodie before harshly tugging it off and throwing it to the side.

Sara pressed against her closer, shrugging off her own jacket and allowing it to fall in a heap on the floor behind them. She reached down, her fingers tugging roughly on the thin fabric of the t-shirt that Callie had been wearing under her hoodie. The raven haired girl took the hint and ripped it off, allowing Sara to see the dark blue lace bra that she was wearing underneath.

"Ahem."

Both of the girl's sprung apart instantly, Callie reaching behind the couch and immediately pulling her hooded sweatshirt back on to preserve her dignity. Turning back around, she noticed the smirk that was lying on Sara's partner's face. Amaya smirked at her partner as Sara quickly pulled her jacket back on.

"Boss needs us. Mick has gone astray," Amaya said, before turning on her heel and strutting out of the room. Callie watched with hooded eyes as Sara followed her out, swinging her hips as she went.

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"Come on, look. I know this may sound crazy, but doesn't it seem like there's something wrong with this world?" Ray argued with the two former members of the team as they stared them down in the basement. He knocked the janitor hat off his head, before motioning between himself, Mick and Nate.

"Yeah. Rory sold out the boss," Sara said, a sick grin on her face as she looked at them with no recognition. Nate rolled his eyes before Amaya scoffed at them all.

"To throw in with you losers," she finished for Sara, looking them all up and down as her hand rested on the gun that was holstered to her hip. Nate let out a loud cough of arrogance as he frantically pointed at Amaya and himself.

"Losers? I'll have you know in my reality, you and I had sex, and we both liked it very much!" He yelled out, causing the rest to all look at him in disbelief. His eyes narrowed and softened as he turned back to Amaya. "Amaya, look at me. Tell me you don't recognize me, like, deep in your subconscious. Come look, this isn't how it's supposed to be. Okay, you're supposed to be heroes like us. Okay. Allow me to demonstrate my superpowers. Okay?"

Nate tried to reason as he called upon his metallic powers. Clenching his fists, he yelled out angrily as nothing happened and his skin stayed the exact same.

"Knock it off, you idiot. The Spear took away your powers," Mick growled, shoving him slightly as his hand moved to rest on his heat gun, knowing that Sara and Amaya were certainly not going to recognise them.

"But it's true. Nate used to be able to steel up, and I had a robotic exoskeleton that allowed me to shrink!" Ray told them, trying to get them to remember who they were.

"Oh These guys are heroes. That is so great," Amaya said, smiling at them as she turned to look at Sara. Mick sighed as the two idiots beside him grinned back thinking that they were being serious.

"We kill heroes," Sara grinned, charging at them.

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"One more person hits me, I'm gonna punch back," Mick growled as Sara slammed her knuckles across his face. Ray had shot her with his strange gun, and she was back to her normal self. Not only was she freed from the control of the new timeline, but she was back to filling her role as captain.

"We need to figure out how we can rescue the rest of the team, and get the Spear back so we can undo everything the Legion has done," Sara informed them, crossing her arms as she watched Ray scoff another one of Nate's mother's sandwiches.

"Except now they know we're trying to get the band back together," Nate pointed out, rubbing at his head as he thought about the options that the four of them had.

"Except they don't know that you've gotten to me, - which means -" Sara began, but was cut off by Mick as he caught on to what she was trying to say.

"You can sneak into the Legion and pretend to be Darhk's favorite chick."

Nate nodded at the idea, uncrossing his arms as he spoke. "It's our best shot at getting Amaya back."

"All right. What about the rest of the team?"

"Well, the Professor and Jax are working on some secret project for Thawne. I don't know where the Englishman is. Have no idea about Callie," Mick started, but Sara interrupted him.

"Oh I know exactly where she is."

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"We found your partner, and he's got himself some friends," Amaya said rushing into the room.

Callie turned around at the sound of her voice, noticing instantly that there was only one of Darhk's two hunters in the room. She met eyes with her father who shrugged before they both turned back to study the scene before them.

"And where, pray tell, is your partner, Miss Lance?"

"We got separated in the fight.I haven't heard from her since, so I'm guessing she's dead by now," Amaya started but was cut off by Sara darting into the room behind her, looking more flustered than usual. Callie studied her for a second, knowing that there was something very different about her.

"Ah, that's the thing about Sara Lance, she never stays dead for very long," Damien joked, Callie finding a little bit of confusion filling her body. Sara hadn't died before?

"Sorry, we underestimated them.Won't happen again.We'll fix this," Sara told him, grabbing Amaya's arm and spinning them towards the door. Callie knew that everyone else was able to see there wasn't something right about this situation, but it was Darhk who acted on his senses.

"I have a question for you. Which one is your favorite trophy?" He asked Sara, motioning to the cabinet behind him. Sara plastered a fake grin on her face, well aware of the eyes that were resting on her from where Callie stood.

"That's like asking a girl to pick just one pair of shoes."

"Oh, please, everyone has their favorite kill. You want to hear mine?" Darhk asked, knowing that if Sara was back to normal she certainly wouldn't be able to stop herself from reacting to what he was about to say. "My second favourite, the Falcon. Her begging as she died? Unforgettable." Callie noticed the way Sara tensed, but continued to keep a tight-lipped smile across her face.

"My favourite however? Her name was Black Canary. I will never forget her. Hmm. It was so delicious, killing her. They told me that I'd done it before, but I can't imagine it ever getting old," Damien continued, before Sara growled and flung herself towards the man.

It all happened so quickly, that by the time Callie had drawn her gun out, Sara was hanging in the hair from the magic that resided in Darhk's fingertips.

"The very first thing I did in this reality was acquire my magic. I'm gonna miss you, Ms.Lance. Having you around to attend to my every whim was too enticing to pass up. Plus, it's so hard to find good help these days," He started, causing Callie to groan as she listened to him.

"Really? Now's the time for a bad guy monologue?"

"You should've killed me when you had the chance," Sara snarled at him, her hand tightening on the gun that was tucked into the back of her jeans.

"No better time than the present. Amaya, the honor is yours," Darhk said, allowing the other girl to click the safety of her gun off. Sara reached under, shooting the purple beam directly at Amaya and causing the girl to stumble backwards as she realised what was happening.

"What the hell?" Amaya yelled, looking around at the situation she had just found herself in.

"Shoot now. Explain later!" Sara said, shoving the girl as they ducked under the bullets that Callie, Darhk, Snart and Merlyn were firing. Callie lunged forward, her hand slapping against Amaya's cheek as she delivered a punch to the girl.

"SARA!" Amaya yelled as she gripped on to Callie, turning the girl directly into the path of the gun that Ray had made. She gasped at it hit her, causing her mind to blank for a moment before she too noticed the predicament that she was in.

"What?" She mumbled before her hand was tugged away, her feet stumbling as she tried to keep up with the blonde that was running in front of her.

"Callie, I love you, but please hurry up!" Sara yelled, shoving her in front of her.