#missingenigma

          The sooner she got through all this, the sooner she could get back to work. And she knew the Chief was throwing more paperwork at her to prove her point - after working with her for years, Juliet was aware of many of Karen’s tactics. But that didn’t make the decision any easier. On the one hand, she was itching to get back to work, to do something substantial, HELPFUL, instead of filing paperwork and doing menial tasks. But on the other hand, she was still waking up with nightmares about free-falling from that clock tower - if she managed to sleep through the night at all.

          So should she hide behind papers and stagnate, or go back to the field when she might not be mentally ready for it?

          Lost in her thoughts more than her paperwork, it took a moment for Juliet to notice that her chair had been pulled back and John’s lips brushing against her forehead silenced her protests before she could even speak. A smile stretched across her lips, lighting up tired eyes, but only for a moment. 

          As soon as John mentioned sleep, she was back on that clock tower.

          Truth be told, as interesting as John’s information dump was, Sara was only half listening. The Waverider had finally made contact with her. After months of being time scattered - after finding the closest thing to peace that she could imagine with her amnesiac friend and his colorful collection of allies. Now, time was calling back to her; the Legends needed their Captain.

          But she couldn’t go without John. Or at least, not without using Gideon’s vast database of time to see who John really was. If this is some other earth or if he’s a relative of Mick’s or...or whatever. It was the least Sara could do, for her first real friend in years.

          He continued to speak, answering her question with an eloquent, rambling maybe. Could he tell how tense Sara was? Maybe peripherally; John was always like a computer about a second away from overheating, too many tabs open in his brain. It was a long moment before she could even reply, letting the silence hang between them.

     “Uh…” John managed a slightly uncertain grin, tilting his head and looking at the woman in front of him. Dare he get his hopes up? After so many times of being disappointed by people who said they recognised him but turned out not to have ever known him…

     “I… I, uh, I might be him. It’s… it’s hard to explain.” He took a step closer, body tense with anticipation and nerves. “You–you recognise me? Really? I’ve been trying to find someone who does, I…” Just get on with it. “I don’t remember where I came from. Who I am. And I haven’t been able to find family, so…”

Unless it’s some kind of timetravel - and really it could be - the man in front of her couldn’t be Mick. He’s too young, dare she say almost babyfaced in a sense. Without the hard lines that come with Mick’s past. Maybe if he had an easier life he would look like this.

Lisa almost feels bad that she’s going to crush what little hope this man has. 

But he doesn’t remember who he is. And she doesn’t know how time travel works. Only that Len and Mick have disappeared with some crew through time.

s.ara and m.ick, across multiple universes - this blog and @burnedlegend​

slowburn af s.ara and l.incoln b.urrows - this blog and @condemnedfaith​

earth 5 scpd chief s.ara and her swat bf d.avid h.endrix - this blog and @soulsuncontrolled​

vampire!s.ara and d.rake - this blog and @soulsuncontrolled​

potentially s.ara and j.ohn d.oe - this blog and @missingenigma

j.uliet o.hara and j.ohn d.oe - @heartsunsung and @missingenigma

the j.uliet o.hara and m.ick crack ship - @heartsunsung and @burnedlegend

the perfect and lovely OCs k.iegan m.itchell and a.llegra d.angelo - @heartsunsung and @mindsunmatched

-rubs hands- yes good okay. what kind of memes, violence memes angry memes sexy memes

-slides in- do you want mick to send stuff