Captain Canary

Chapter 1

"You like her, don't you?" said Mick as he walked up behind Leonnard Snart, who was sitting back a ways from the rest of the group while they planned something. He was still listening to them, partly, but the rest of his attention was on Sara. He calmly turned his attention to Mick, his partner in crime since he was twelve, and was successfully hiding the fact that Mick had startled him. "Who are you talking about?" he asked, knowing exactly who Mick was talking about.
"Her. Sara. You like her. "
"Why do you care? " he snapped at Mick, unsure how to react to Mick's bluntness.
"I'm your partner. I should care. "
"How did you find out? You didn't read my diary, did you?" he said sarcastically, smirking.
"Ha, ha. No. The way you look at her when she walks into a room, or talk about her, or sit back here just so you can stare at her and listen to her without her noticing. Everyone else is occupied with their own problems, but it's obvious to me. I know you, Snart, and you have never acted this way before, with anyone. "
Snart turned around, not sure what to say to that. Mick was right. He had never really been a feelings type of person, but here he was, talking about her with Mick, staring at her while she talked. And her, never failing to make his heart race every time he saw her. He had never had these feelings before, and didn't know how to cope with them. So, he tried not to. He tried to ignore his feelings for her, but every time he thought of her, they would come back: a flood of happiness , nervousness, and confusion, all at once. It was overwhelming but amazing that one thought, one person, could make him feel so much all at once.
Snart was about to respond to Mick, but Sara appeared and sat down next to him. He had apparently not noticed the group had finished talking and had separated from the table they were standing at. "What're you boys talking about?" Sara broke in, unaware they were just talking about her.
"Nothing. " Snart lied. "What were you all talking about over there?"
"Vandal Savage. "
Savage was a terrible immortal person that, in the distant future, takes over the world. Their time-traveling team of legends, which included Kendra (Hawkgirl), Ray (Atom), Professor Stein and Jefferson (Firestorm), Snart (Captain Cold), Mick (Heatwave), Sara (White Canary), and their leader Rip Hunter, was assembled to stop Savage and save the world.
"What about Savage?" asked Mick, hoping that they might have found him.
"How to stop him and where he could be in time. You know, the usual. " answered Sara.
"Did you find anything?"
"Nothing much. For time, we're still in the dark, and as for stopping him, if Kendra won't kill him because he has control over Carter's mind, then there's nothing we can do about that."
"So, nothing. "
"Basically, yeah. Nothing yet."
"Great. I'm gonna go ask Rip if he has a mission or something for me to set on fire." Mick stood up, looked at Snart, and said "We'll talk later."
"What was that about?" asked Sara, watching Mick walk away, confused.
"I don't know." Snart glared at Mick as he left. He was clearly lying, but Sara didn't seem to either notice or care. He was usually so good at lying to people. He'd been lying to people all his life. He was a crook, a thief, and that's what he did. He lied. But he always got so nervous around her, he could barely hide his nervousness, let alone lie.
Sara did notice he was lying. She just decided not to say anything about it. She and Snart had been friends since they had all met on the space ship they used to time travel: the Waverider. She seemed to be one of the only people he actually liked, besides Mick. She kinda liked it that way. She'd never been liked over almost everyone by anyone. She smiled and looked up over at Snart. She rarely ever saw him smile, and this was one of those times.
When he saw her look up at him and smile, he felt happy, somehow, that she had chosen to smile at him, or that she was happy, and smiled back at her. Being a crook, he usually was happy at other people's misery. This was a nice change. Her smile was one of his favorite things in the world. It didn't matter what kind of day he'd been having. Her smile would immediately make his day a whole lot brighter. He didn't seem like the happiest person, but just the sight of her would be the highlight of his day.
All of the sudden, an alarm started going off, surprising both Sara and Snart. "Someone's broken into the ship, and I think that someone is Vandal Savage. " shouted Rip, alerting everyone in the room. He was mainly trying to get Kendra's attention, because she was the only one who could stop Savage.
"We have to find somewhere to hide." muttered Snart, only loud enough for Sara to hear him. He ran out of the room to find somewhere to hide, Sara not far behind, but not before he took his weapon, a freeze gun, off the table.
He knew the perfect place to hide. It was some kind of storage closet, and the door blended in with the wall, so no one could see it unless they knew it was there. He opened the door, pulled Sara in with him, and closed it. It was dark, so he could barely see her standing across from him.
They sat in the very back of the room, Snart with his gun in one hand, ready to fire if necessary. It wasn't the biggest storage closet, so he and Sara had to sit shoulder to shoulder. Their hands were barely touching, but he could feel the warm presence of her hand brushing his.
They sat, talking in whispers for a while, until Sara spoke slightly above a whisper. "Why are we not out there, fighting against Savage with the rest of our team? Why did you drag us in here?"
Snart sat there for a few moments, not answering. How could he explain to her that if absolutely anything happened to her then he could never forgive himself? How he couldn't live with himself if she got hurt, or worse? "It was the first thing I thought of doing. " he finally answered, and it was true. The first thing he thought of doing was to keep her safe.
She could tell he was lying, or at least not telling her all of it, and she wanted to know the real reason why they were still in hiding. "That may be part of it, but I know it's not all of it. Why are we still hiding?" she asked him. She felt guilty for hiding while the rest of the team was probably out fighting Savage and his followers.
Snart took a deep breath. She could see right through him. How? He was so good at lying, to anyone. How could she tell? However she saw through the lie, or half truth, he still had to tell her the truth. "It was the first thing I thought of doing because I wanted you safe." he answered.
She looked at him, confused. Why would he want her safe? Why hadn't he brought any of the other team members into hiding with him? She laughed quietly.  "Leonnard, I'm a trained assassin. And I'm a vigilante. I can defend myself. You know I can. Why do you want me safe?" When he didn't answer, she asked again. "Why would you want me safe and not the others?"
"Sara, I..." Leonnard started, but there was a sound outside the door. "Shh. Stay behind me. There's someone out there. " he whispered, grabbing his gun and standing up to get in front of her.
"I don't need you to defend me..." Sara started, but was interrupted by the noise outside the door. No, not noise. Voices. They were too muffled to make out any words, but there were two voices. One was a monotone male voice, and the other was a gruff male voice with a Russian accent. Vandal Savage.
Suddenly, the door blew open and there stood Savage, glaring at the both of them.
Snart tried to blast Savage with his freeze gun, knowing perfectly well only Kendra could kill him. "Go!" he shouted to Sara.
"No, I have to help you! I can't leave you!" she replied to him.
"Sara, just go! I'll be right behind you!" he promised, knowing he couldn't follow her, but the thought of her safety was the only thing he could think of.
She nodded, then sprinted out of the door while Savage was distracted. She looked back, in time to see Lennard being shot and falling to the floor.