(A/N: A longer explanation...The idea behind this fic is to bring Leonard Snart back onto the Waverider with the current team. I really like the fun, lighter tone of the show now, but it still feels like something's missing without Captain Cold (and Captain Canary), so this is an attempt to combine those things together. The overarching plot is going to be pretty long, kind of modeled after what a full season with Leonard around would look like. As for the characters, it takes place shortly after the end of season 4, so the Legends currently on the Waverider include Sara, Ray, Mick, Zari, Nate, Nora, Mona, Constantine, and Charlie. For the purposes of the fic, the team found a way to restore Zari's memory after saving her brother, so she's still on the team instead of Behrad and her personality and backstory is the same. All currently canon relationships (DarhkAtom and Zate/Natari) are in place at the beginning. And, of course, it's a Captain Canary fic!

T rating is just to be safe. Content Warning: will probably contain some mentions of abuse in Leonard and/or Lisa's childhoods, but nothing graphic. Disclaimer: I own nothing. Now that you've read all of that, on to the fic...)

Captain Sara Lance stood on the Waverider bridge, carefully looking over the screen in front of her. It displayed a map, or at least something that most closely resembled a map, of the timeline. She zoomed in with her fingers, then zoomed out again. "Gideon?" she asked aloud.

Gideon's three-dimensional head appeared instantly before her. "Yes, Captain Lance?"

"Can you scan the timeline again?" she asked. "There has to be something missing."

"I would like to remind you, Captain Lance," the A.I. replied, "that you have already asked me to rescan the timeline four times today. If my programs detected any new aberrations, anachronisms, fugitives, or other ruptures in time and space, I would have told you."

"Well, check again," Sara ordered.

"Don't mind her, Gideon," Mick Rory's voice grunted. Sara spun around and saw him leaning against the parlor doorway, a halfway finished bottle of beer in his hand. "She's in a sour mood because the clone dumped her."

"Rory!" Sara exclaimed, shooting daggers at him with her eyes.

Mick didn't care. He stood there silently, sipping his beer.

Sara took a deep breath to calm down. "First of all," she said slowly, "you don't get to call Ava a clone. We've been over this. Second, she did not dump me. We realized things weren't working out and ended our relationship like rational adults. And now," she gestured to the screen in front of her, still free of alerts, "I am doing my job as captain of the Waverider."

"Or," Mick suggested, "you're trying to keep yourself busy so that you don't have to think about your ex."

Sara rolled her eyes and turned her back to him, returning her focus to the timeline map. "Since when are you the ship's emotional expert, Mick?"

"Since Rebecca Silver sold her fifth romance novel," he answered. "Guarantee it'll make you weepy."

"Sure it will," she said sarcastically without looking up.

Suddenly, Mona and Charlie burst into the room. Sara and Mick turned to look at them.

"You and Ava broke up?" Mona squealed. "How could you? You two were destiny!"

Sara sighed, exasperated and wanting very much to go back to work. "Who told Mona?"

"Not me, mate," Charlie said, holding up her hands innocently. "I'm no snitch. I was about to say the same thing, though. I mean, come on! I really thought that was going to last."

Sara narrowed her eyes and looked at Charlie. "And who told you, Charlie?"

The shapeshifter shrugged and walked past her captain and into the parlor. "Like I said, mate, I'm no snitch. But hey, I wouldn't worry about it. Pretty girl like you, you'll be back in the game in no time." She opened one of the back cabinets and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. "Cheers!" she said, holding it aloft. "To Sara's new single life! May it be as wild as she is!" She opened it and poured it into her mouth, downing nearly half the bottle in one gulp.

"That one's mine, Charlie," Sara reminded her as she stomped up the stairs and pulled the bottle out of her hands.

"Oi, I was toasting you, wasn't I?"

Sara put the bottle back in the cabinet, closed the door, and turned around to see her teammates' eyes staring straight at her. "What?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips with a scowl. "Don't you guys have something better to do than interrogate me about my love life? We've got a ship to run, people."

"But not your and Ava's ship," Mona pointed out, placing her hands over her heart and looking down sadly. "That one sank."

Charlie looked from Mona to Sara. "Ship? I don't get it."

"Don't worry about it," Mick dismissed. "It's dumb."

Sara let her arms drop to her sides, relieved. "Thank you, Rory," she said. "I'm glad someone else has some sense here."

Mick took another swig of his beer. "Yeah, and that clone was pretty brave to dump you. Dumb, but brave. You could totally kick her…"

"Stop calling Ava a clone!" Sara shouted. "And she didn't dump me! We broke up. Both of us. Mutually. And I am completely fine with that, so just drop it!"

Mick, Charlie, and Mona stared at Sara silently, not daring to make a move or sound following her outburst. Finally, Sara broke the silence herself. "Zari's the one who told you, isn't she?" she asked.

"Still no snitch," Charlie answered.

Sara didn't hear her. She was already out of the room, walking quickly to the laboratory to find Zari. She arrived to find her with Nate, Nora, and Ray. The four of them were huddled around a table, appearing intensely focused.

"Am I interrupting a double science date?" she asked.

Ray looked up, smiling at her cheerfully. "Oh, not at all. It's just a little…experiment."

"If that's what you want to call it," Zari muttered.

Curious, Sara walked over to see what they were looking at. It was a one-thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle of Beebo, approximately half completed.

"Why…you know what? I don't even want to know," she said.

"We almost have his cuddly tummy," Nate elaborated, "but you'd be surprised how specific that shade of blue is…"

"You do know I could just make that piece appear with magic, right?" Nora reminded him.

"But that would ruin the fun!" the historian insisted as he continued to sift through the pile of small, blue puzzle pieces in front of him.

"Um…right." Sara turned to Zari. "Z, did you tell everyone about…"

"You and Ava breaking up?" Zari completed the question for her. "Guilty, but only because most of them were already pretty close to figuring it out."

Sara groaned. "Ugh, Zari, why would you do that? I only told you because you were the first person I saw, and I specifically said not to say anything. I'm trying to run a time ship, not a middle school gossip chain."

Zari picked up a piece and fit it carefully into Beebo's eye. "I did you a favor, Captain. They were all going to pester you about it until you admitted it."

"So, you just decided to rip the Band-Aid off yourself?"

"Yup. You're welcome."

Nate placed his hand on Sara's shoulder. "Hey, I know it hurts right now," he said comfortingly, "but I'm sure you just need a little time to process it."

Sara brushed his hand off. "It doesn't hurt," she argued. "I am completely fine, and I don't need to process anything."

"Heard that one before," Zari said under her breath.

Sara arched an eyebrow. "What did you say, Z?"

"Nothing, Captain," she denied with an innocent look.

"Sara, I know talking about your feelings isn't natural for you," Ray said calmly, offering her a friendly smile, "but now that the rest of the team knows, we can truly be there for you. Keeping yourself busy might help you avoid thinking about it, but you're surrounded by a team. Wouldn't it be better to just talk about it with people who love you and care about you?"

"No, it would not," she replied. "And I'm not just trying to keep myself busy. I'm trying to do my job."

Nora finally raised her eyes from the half-finished Beebo picture and looked directly at Sara. "Look, we all appreciate how seriously you take being our captain, but come on," she gestured to the Beebo puzzle with her hand. "Do you think we're doing this puzzle for any reason other than being bored out of our minds? There hasn't been a ripple in the timeline in days, nothing on this ship needs repairs, and we've had no special alerts or SOS's. Also, we're in a science lab from the future, so you'd better believe there are plenty of other things to do in here before resorting to Beebo puzzles. No offense," he added with a glance at Nate. She quickly returned her attention to Sara. "You've been checking the timeline map obsessively ever since your last conversation with Ava. If that's how you cope, then fine, but you need to at least admit that's why you're doing it. Going on like this without admitting that is just going to wear you out."

Sara gritted her teeth. She knew, deep down, that it was true. She had often relied on work to keep her mind occupied when dealing with difficult feelings. She also knew that the timeline, by some miracle, was actually clean for once. The team deserved a break, even if she didn't want one. "Fine," she admitted, relaxing her posture as she conceded. "You've got a point about the timeline, at least. We're not accomplishing much by just floating around the temporal zone aimlessly. If you guys want to do something else so badly, we can head back to 2019 and hang out in the present until we get an alert. Happy?"

"Yes!" Ray exclaimed, high-fiving his Time Bro across the table. "You won't regret this, Captain."

Nora mulled it over. "Not exactly what I meant, but if it helps you calm down, I'm all for it."

"Ah! A vacation, love?" John Constantine exclaimed, poking his head in through the door Sara had left open behind her. "Brilliant. Might I suggest a few destinations?"

"Are they all going to be haunted or deadly?" Zari asked.

John thought for a few seconds. "Only about…two-thirds of them."

"No," Sara interjected, stepping into the space between Zari and John. "We are not going to whatever creepy dimension John wants to get us mixed up in." John crossed his arms, looking mildly insulted. Sara continued, "You know what? We're a team, and we're going to decide this like a team. Follow me."

She walked out of the lab to the bridge. Zari, Nate, Ray, Nora, and John followed close behind her. Charlie, Mick, and Mona were all where she had left them, although Charlie had once again found Sara's whiskey. She rushed to hide it away as soon as the captain returned to the room. "Okay, Legends," Sara announced, pretending not to notice just this once, "since we apparently have nothing to do besides jigsaw puzzles and getting into each other's personal business, it looks like we're in need of a little break."

"Vacation?" Mick grunted, slightly interested.

"That's the spirit," Charlie agreed enthusiastically. "Get your mind off that girl with a little fun."

"This isn't about me and Ava," Sara insisted. "This is about us as a team taking a break from floating around in the temporal zone with nothing to do. So, any suggestions?"

"Aruba," Mick said immediately.

"Been there, done that," Zari said. "Aruba was fun, but we have a time traveling space ship. We can literally go anywhere. Why go on the same vacation twice?"

"I agree," Nate nodded. "I'd enjoy some new scenery. Let's go somewhere we haven't been yet."

"Personally, I'd love a trip to the great outdoors," Ray said. "We've been on the Waverider so long, I can barely remember the last time I actually saw real stars. Or trees. Or anything other than the inside of a futuristic spaceship. Which is super awesome, obviously, but…"

Mona raised her hand as Ray trailed off, trying to get Sara's attention. "We should go somewhere really peaceful, you know?" she suggested. "Somewhere we can get space to think and relax. I think it would really help you with…"

Sara help up her hand to cut her off. "Again, this isn't about me and Ava." She gave the suggestion some thought, then added, "Although, peace and quiet isn't a bad idea."

"With this crew," Zari commented snarkily, "there's no way it would last very long."

"I like Ray's idea," Nora said, looking up at her boyfriend with a smile. "Stars would be nice."

Mick took another sip of his beer. "I still vote for Aruba."

"Anywhere, anywhen sounds good to me," Charlie spoke. "As long as there's booze and adventure. Preferably at the same time."

"I'm with the shapeshifter on this one," John nodded as he prepared to light a cigarette, only to have Nora snap her fingers and pull it out of his mouth with her magic. "Bollocks," he grumbled.

Sara looked around the room at the faces of each of her teammates. "Okay…so far we have suggestions for peace and quiet, the great outdoors, somewhere new, and booze."

"And Aruba," Mick added.

Sara thought for a moment. "I've got it!" She walked over to her seat at the front of the bridge and said, "Take some deep breaths, Legends, because we're going to check in on an old friend in one of the calmest, most peaceful places on earth. Gideon, plot a course for Wally West's location, Tibet, 2019!"

The Legends took their seats and strapped in as Sara got in position to pilot the ship. "I still say we should've gone to Aruba," Mick grumbled as the ship time-jumped out of the temporal zone and into the present.