Summary: Prompt from @jodymadison who wanted a fic and I couldn’t resist. Len and Sara trapped in the Waverider, hiding and facing grave danger. Or a typical Tuesday for the Legends of Tomorrow.
A/N: This madness won’t end until I am good and ready! I kind of want to see more of the Vanishing Point, so let’s take a walk, Captain Canary!
 Sara and Leonard pressed against the wall, hearing the footsteps of the soldiers. They must have completed the headcount and came up short. Then a familiar voice followed with the soldiers.
“It’s Stein,” Sara whispered, recognizing his voice easily. They looked around the corner and saw him in handcuffs, being led by two guards.
“I am telling you, gentlemen, I won’t have anything to do with this!” he said, trying to get away. Sara pulled back, looking at Leonard. He shook his head. They couldn’t make a move. They had the element of surprise right now. If they attacked, it would alert everyone to their position. Sara looked back around the corner and saw them turning down another hall, Stein protesting the entire way.
“We have to get a message to the others that we’re free,” she whispered, and Leonard nodded in agreement. She was right, the others might do something stupid- okay, someone mainly being Raymond, and that would be bad. They all needed to be in on the plan. He looked at the ceiling of the ship.
“Gideon,” he whispered and looked to the control panel. They would have taken everyone’s weapons, so the only way to communicate would be through Gideon.
“The Time Masters had to have thought of that,” Sara said, keeping watch.
“Our communications might be down, but Gideon is still a computer.”
“What does that mean?” she asked, and he typed into the pad.
“Computers talk to each other,” he said, “And they follow orders.”
“Understood, Mr. Snart,” Gideon said, and he turned to face Sara again.
“We need to move,” he said, and she nodded, leading the way towards the hangar to get their weapons..
They moved silent and quick, finding the stairs leading down to the hatch, stopping to see if there were anymore guards. Then they heard voices again and they split off, each to the side and waited.
“The jump ship was launched a good fifteen minutes before the arrival of the Wave Rider, the computer system says it was a one-way trip to 2016 Star City,” a solider said.
“That would be Mr. Jefferson, no doubt,” a voice said and Leonard and Sara looked at each other, going completely still. Savage entered the ship, looking around and triumphant. He was back on the enemy ship on his own terms. “Professor Stein was very pushy about saving the boy, he is no threat to us right now. What about the other two missing guests?”
“Still unknown, they weren’t on the ship when we boarded,” the solider replied and Savage shook his head.
“They’re here, Mr. Snart is just very good at keeping out of sight. Search the ship again, I need to visit an old friend.”
More soldiers came through the doors and were now searching the cargo bay, Sara looking at Leonard. She motioned with her hand that they needed to move, and he nodded, the pair hugging the walls as they went back inside of the ship, trying to find another escape route. There were soldiers everywhere and they couldn’t travel too far back, Stein and his guards were still inside. He thought of something and motioned for Sara to stop at the first turn.
“The Bridge,” he whispered and she nodded, following him down the hall, preparing for a fight if need be. They heard more voices and ducked into a hallway, finding Stein still being led around and protesting that he would not help them in locating Sara or Leonard.
“Mr. Snart is a criminal, I don’t care what happens to him and Miss Lance is perfectly capable of taking care of herself, let alone be taken in by your actions of parading me around as bait!” he declared, the soldiers ignoring him and continuing down a hallway.
Sara and Leonard waited a long beat before resuming their run down the hall and entered the bridge and finding it was more ransacked and destroyed than when they had last seen it. Rip’s quarters were in shambles, his maps and papers strewn everywhere and the lights flickered all around them.
“The window,” Leonard said, pointing to one of his favorite spots to sit. It was his window when he needed to look outside and observe, and it was just off the side of the front of the ship. They moved towards it and climbed into the sill, looking out. The Vanishing Point’s hangar was far more massive than originally thought. They looked in almost awe at the sheer size of it.
“Someone like Star Wars when they were kids,” Sara said, looking around as soldiers ran back and forth, the pair spotting Stein being led away. He looked around him and then up, and for a split second, he saw them, but didn’t make it noticeable. He knew they were safe. He sighed a little in relief.
“We need to get the window open,” Leonard said and she turned and looked at the mess. She grabbed one of the irons for welding and stared at the corner, Leonard helping her push the window out carefully. They were luckily hidden pretty well up high, no one seemed to notice down below. They got the window opened enough for them to crawl out and they moved to the climb down the side. Sara went first and Leonard followed.
“We need weapons,” Sara said, looking towards the ship and seeing that they were pulling out everything from the cargo bay, including their usual weapons. Leonard nodded, following her along the wall, ducking into a hallway.
The Time Masters were really over the top. The facility was intense and Leonard wished for a split second that Mick was here, he had lived here for a long time, he would know the layout much better.
“Computer,” Sara said, indicating to a small port in the wall. They walked over to it and Sara kept lookout as Leonard accessed it. He was not surprised to find that he couldn’t read anything and had to take a moment to just let just let Gideon do her work.
“Yes Mr. Snart,” she said in his ear.
“We need to find the weapons stash in this place,” he said, typing into the computer and pulling out a small silver stick.
“What is that?” Sara asked, looking at it.
“Something that Rip will miss, I’m sure,” he said, sticking the drive into the computer and Gideon uploaded her separate personality into the computer. “Will you be able to stay in the system undetected, Gideon?”
“Not for long, they will find that I am searching for something soon.”
“Look for the weapons and then for the cells, let them know that you’re attempting a prison break,” he said, smirking at Sara who rolled her eyes.
“When were you going to tell me the plan, by the way?” she asked, looking out and seeing soldiers marching by.
“When I was about 90% sure it was going to work,” he said, seeing the maps of the facility begin to appear. “When we were in the Waverider I was more of a 20% kind of plan success vibe.”
She shook her head, sighing like she was going to probably kill him later.
“Well, when you get vibes, please tell me so I can get ready to punch something.”
He smirked again and pulled the silver stick from the computer, breaking it in half and throwing it down a hall, grabbing her by the shoulder and pushing her along.
“This way,” he said, and pointed down the hall.
 Rip Hunter sat in his cell, looking at the clear walls. When had his life gone to such hell? Oh right, the day he had decided to perform this undertaking. How had he been so blinded by the Time Council? They were working with Savage and they were plotting to kill him and everyone around him just to keep that secret. It was the only reasoning he could think of as to why they were going to such lengths to stop him and the other Legends. They had posed some kind of threat to the plans that Savage and the Council had.
And now he was trapped in here, wishing he was dead already, knowing that was a luxury that Savage would not afford him anytime soon. The Vanishing Point was the perfect prison of torture. Lifetimes of rotting away without dying in a cell was the perfect form of revenge for his interference in Savage’s plans.
He pressed his forehead against the glass and then a computer against the wall beeped. He looked up, waiting to see the doors open and Savage return to taunt him. The other cells were occupied as well, Raymond, Kendra, Carter, all sitting or standing around, awaiting their fate. They knew that things were only going to get worse, it was just a matter of… god, time…
The door did open and Stein stood there, handcuffed, but he didn’t resist when they shoved him in a nearby cell and left them all to stand around.
“Where are Mr. Snart and Miss Lance?” Rip asked, now realizing that they hadn’t been brought in yet. He had a feeling when they had taken Stein after a few hours, it was to try and get information out of him.
“On the Waverider,” Stein said in a low voice, the others now perking up, Kendra sitting upright.
“What?”
“They escaped capture,” Stein said, looking up and knowing that there were cameras clearly pointed at them. They could be listening too for all he knew.
“They have to be coming to rescue us,” he said, looking hopeful. He had apologized time and again in these past few hours for his transgression of letting his emotions get the better of him and put them all in this situation. Not that it mattered; they would have been captured and imprisoned even if he hadn’t accidentally let Savage out. It had just delayed the inevitable, according to Kendra.
“Unclear,” Rip said, mostly referring to Snart. “Miss Lance will try her best, but if Mr. Snart doesn’t want to participate,” he said, looking over at Mick’s cell, the very buzzed prisoner sleeping off his whiskey and hadn’t even bothered to talk to them when he was brought in earlier. This had been a really hard day for the guy, it was explainable.
“Sara and Leonard,” Carter said, standing up from his position on the floor of his cell, “They were a part of the team, yes? Then surely they will come and help us.”
“If Leonard is calling the shots, then he has to have a plan,” Kendra said, knowing that Sara wasn’t the greatest at making plans, she was more of an execution kind of girl.
“Right you are,” a voice sounded and they jumped, surprised to hear Gideon.
“Gideon?” Rip asked, looking up.
“Yes, Captain. I am very briefly giving a delayed message by Mr. Snart now, but I can only speak in code in case they are listening. You must be very aware of the Rogue Gallery. End Transmission.”
“What does that mean?” Kendra asked, confused and she looked at Rip. “What kind of a code is that?”
“Someone please wake up Mr. Rory, I think we have our escape plan,” Rip said, looking very serious.
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