LOT/CC fic: Just One Night, Ch. 2 (of 4)
When Team Legends returns to Central City for Barry and Iris’ wedding, Sara jumps at a chance to do something, anything, else.
She doesn’t even remotely suspect where that decision will lead her. (Or to whom.)
It’s melodramatic to say that the world tilts around her, but that’s precisely what it feels like. Sara puts a hand to the wall as if checking to see that it’s still there, that she’s not dreaming, that she’s not going to wake up in a moment, stomach and heart clenched with a pain she can’t show.
It is there, cool and solid beneath her fingers, and that’s all the moment of weakness she gives herself. And then her gun is in her hand, aimed straight for his heart, and if her hands are shaking just the tiniest bit, well, she knows she can compensate for that.
“Don’t move,” she repeats, keeping her voice cold, without a quaver. “I will fire."
Leonard tilts his head just a little and regards her for a moment that feels like forever.
"Ah,” he says, finally. “Right.” Slowly, he raises his hands in front of him, eyes never leaving hers, and they’re not that rat bastard’s eyes, there’s actually warmth in them and concern… “The last time you saw me, it was that me."