Warning: Implied rape/attempt of rape scene. Viewer discretion advised. 

{~}

The monsters were all over the place by the time Rip and the two crooks arrived on the scene. Sara was standing on top of the counter, swinging a flag pole around like it was a bo staff, smacking the hawk creatures across the face. Professor Stein was backed against the wall, unable to do much until Jefferson arrived to merge into Firestorm with him. (Though he still managed to get in a few hits.)

Rip and the two thieves whipped out their guns, before jumping into the fight. Sara smirked at them, as Mick shot a blast of flames at a hawk monster trying to attack one of the nurses.

"About time," Sara said, jumping off the counter. She dropped the flag pole in favor a pen laying on the desk; the assassin stabbed another monster in the arm (nothing too fatal, since they had learned these monsters were actually those missing teens) with it as Savage's cronies swarmed into the room. (Apparently, he had built up quite the army here in the fifties.)

"Where's Savage?" Rip wondered, not spotting the immortal tyrant anywhere. Hadn't Kendra said that he was also heading to the asylum?

Stein nodded to the elevator, as Leonard punched out one of Savage's lackeys. "He went that way," the professor said.

"Alright, you lot stay here and wait for the others," Rip ordered. (Though he knew they wouldn't listen, so he wasn't sure why he bothered wasting his breath.)

He made his way over to the elevator, only to be stopped moments later by a few of Savage's lackeys. (Sara and the crooks had taken care of what was left of the hawk experiments, knocking each of the teenagers turned monsters unconscious or giving them minor injuries.) It didn't take long before the captain realized the others were standing right next to him, unsurprisingly disobeying his orders. Five of Savage's goons approached, one crony for each other the Legends on the scene. They each aimed their weapons at the present Legends, glaring threateningly.

"You're coming with us!" the leader of the goons declared, like the Legends would even bother listening to him.

Rip looked back at him, unamused. He backed up slowly, pressing his back against the wall. "Of course," he said. "Strangers in the asylum who can do strange things. You want to ask questions...Or kill us. Either way. But...If I was going to execute someone by backing them against the wall, between you and me, a little word of advice..."

He glanced over the lackeys, as confused looks washed over each of them in turn. Rip smirked as he hit the down button and the elevator doors slowly ground open. "Don't stand them against the lift."

Rip and the other Legends with him slipped inside the elevator cart, as the lackeys began firing their guns at the closing door. Professor Stein glanced at Rip the moment the door had closed and the lift began drifting downwards. "Was that a Doctor Who quote, Captain?"

Rip raised an eyebrow at him, put off for a minute. "What? No." Then, after a moment of recounting what he'd just said. "Oh. It was. Damn..."
The other three simply shrugged, not really caring about Rip's -- apparently accidental -- reference.

A few seconds later, the elevator opened up, revealing a long, dark hallway. It was like something out of a horror movie, right down to the drippy pipes and mold on the walls. The lights flickered slightly up above, giving the halls an eerie chill about them. On the back wall, there was a large hole, revealing the night sky and letting in a cool breeze. (That must have been how the hawk monsters got out to attack the people of Harmony Falls.) Rip wouldn't have been surprised if some sort of ghost or demon came barreling down the halls at them. (Well, they were already dealing with hawk monsters. What was a demonic beast from hell added into the mix?)

Sara retracted a knife from the sleeve of her uniform, nodding at the wall next to them. "Hall H," she read from the grimy sign peeling off of the stone. "That's where the nurse said Savage kept all his sick experiments."

"How barbaric," Stein muttered.

"Savage will be nearby," Rip announced. He opened his mouth to give them orders, half wondering if they would even hear them when he heard a noise nearby. The five Legends turned to the hole in the wall, where the noise had come from, swiftly, each drawing their own weapons. (Except Stein, who didn't have anything of the sort.)

For a moment there was only silence. Rip wasn't sure what he was expecting to come through the hole, as he trained his gun at the murky shadows the dark night cast, but the other members of the Legends were not it. Ray, Jax, and the hawks rounded the corner; Rip almost fired at Jefferson, while Leonard nearly iced Ray's face off, and Mick fired red hot flames at Carter. (Luckily, Jax managed to pull him out of the way just in time.) Sara raised her knife, ready to pounce, before realizing there was no threat.

Leonard and Rip slowly put their guns away, Len rolling his eyes, Rip letting out a heavy sigh and rubbing his temple. Sara groaned, leaning against the wall, cursing up a storm, while Stein let out a relieved breath of air and went to Jefferson's side.

"Did you guys seriously just try to shoot us?" Jax asked, unamused. He folded his arms over his chest, looking rather offended. Rip gave him a sheepish look, not really sure how to apologize for mistaking someone as an ugly monster out for blood.

"Oh well," Ray shrugged. "No harm was done." He seemed to be the only one who had forgiven them for their hasty decision making. Honestly, Rip was starting to wonder if there was anything in the world that could upset the man. It seemed as though nothing ever phased him even in the slightest.

Sara eyed the other Legends carefully, as if she thought there was something wrong with them. Rip didn't understand the look at first. Not until she said, "Where's Deserey?"

"Back on the ship," Kendra told her. "Gideon is healing her wound from Chronos. So, she'll be fine."

Leonard glared at her. "And you just left her alone?" Rip didn't blame him for snapping. He shared his concern, actually. Considering all four people who knew about her suicidal tendencies were standing right here in this room, there would be no one to try and stop her should she wake up and try something drastic. (Though, since none of the others knew about Deserey's situation, they didn't know to have someone stay behind to keep an eye on her. So, Rip was trying his best not to feel too agitated at them for that.)

Ray tilted his head, when Sara and Mick also began glaring daggers at him and the other three Legends who had arrived late to the party. Stein frowned as well, "I don't understand why you seem so offended. They said Gideon was healing her." The others nodded in agreement, looking confused by Leonard's reaction.

Rip glanced over the crooks and the assassin. Sara was pursing her lips worriedly, while Leonard took a deep breath, looking like he was struggling not to cuss the others out. Mick opened his mouth to say something, and at first, Rip thought he was going to spill the beans but instead he just closed his mouth again, apparently thinking better of it. (Which was a first for Mr. Rory, wasn't it?)

Rip himself felt a wave of nausea wash over him, as the thought of Deserey lying dead on the floor crossed his mind. She had been in a more pleasant mood -- and she had even been joking around with Ray earlier -- today, sure. But Rip knew that could change in the blink of an eye. "I'm sure Gideon will do everything she can to help Miss Dunet," he said, trying to assure himself as well as the two thieves and the assassin. Though it was only the three of them that really understood the message he was attempting to convey (Gideon would do everything in her power to keep Deserey from offing herself, should she wake up feeling the need to do so). The others must have assumed he simply meant the AI would fix all her physical wounds.

Sara nodded slowly, though she still looked rather worried. "We should find Savage and get back to the ship."

Mick pointed to the massive hole in the wall that Ray, Jax, and the hawks had come through. "How do we know he didn't just leave?"

Professor Stein stared at him, looking a little more shocked than what was necessary. "That's...actually a very good point," he said. "He could have left when he realized we were here."

Leonard shook his head. "He didn't leave," he said, sounding sure of himself. "He has to keep up appearances, looking like the doctor who's ever so worried about his patients. If he didn't at least show up in all of this, it would look suspicious. Besides, he'll want to keep his little experiments under wraps."

Carter frowned at the mention of the hawk creatures, looking concerned. "We can turn them back right?"

Ray nodded hastily, not showing a spec of doubt on his face. "Oh, yeah. I'm sure with Gideon's help, Marty and I can whip something up." Carter nodded looking relieved to hear that news.

Kendra sucked in a deep breath, looking a bit unnerved for some reason as she spoke, "If Savage is still here, then where is he?"

Sara twirled her knife around her wrist expertly, before letting the blade come to a careful stop just above her shoulder. She smirked. "Let's go find out."

The Legends started down the hall, staying together in a close nit group, much to the annoyance of Leonard and Mick. (Rip wasn't very fond of the closeness either, admittedly, but at least he knew none of them were wondering off to cause trouble.) Thankfully, they didn't have to search for very long, because they spotted Savage speaking to one of his cronies just a few feet down the hall.

Unfortunately, Rip hadn't been prepared for all the emotions he'd feel upon seeing the disgusting vermin. A fire ignited in the pit of his stomach, a sort of aching that he could only describe as hatred. His heart drowned in a wave of grief, as the memory of this monster hovering over his family's bodies came crashing down on him all too suddenly. His hair was a lot shorter in this time period, but he still had that bored, sanctimonious look in his eyes. Like he just knew he was superior due to his long life and deadly skills.

Savage's gaze flickered to Kendra, an almost hungry look in them. He kept his eyes on her, until she covered up uncomfortably. Then, his gaze turned to Rip, almost looking confused. The fire in Rip's gut and the flood in his heart fought against each other. He couldn't tell which was winning, but it made it rather difficult to stand upright.

"Gareeb? Here to kill me again, I presume?" Savage said smugly. Rip flinched, as his team glanced at him with those confused looks of theirs. Rip had gotten the nickname back in Ancient Egypt, before he had decided to gather the Legends, before trying to off himself and being stopped by a stranger. He had gone back in time to kill Savage before he became immortal before he rose to power. It was the first thing he had done after finding the bodies of his wife and son. He was going to kill the bastard before he ever got the chance to hurt anyone... but when he had come face to face with him he just couldn't bring himself to do it. That's why he needed the Legends. And that was just one more thing he hadn't told them...

Jax made a face at the immortal. "Gar -- what now?"

"Gareeb," Sara repeated. "It means stranger in Arabic." She gave a sideways glance at Rip. "But what does he mean again?"

Rip hesitated. "Well...Er..."

Leonard shrugged, holding up his cold gun, looking rather bored with all the small talk. "Who cares? Let's just get this over with."

Savage smirked at him, and the raging fire in Rip's gut overcome the sea of grief for a moment. "I am immortal," he informed, unaware that the Legends already knew this bit of information.

"I'm gonna kill you anyway," Leonard told him.

Savage chuckled, as though the puny mortal was the most amusing thing in the world to him. Like they were all toys that he could play with. "And who are you to stand up against me, Vandal Savage Conquer of Empires?"

"Leonard Snart, robber of ATM."

"Ah. I see."

The lackeys from upstairs began trickling in from the shadows, like some sort of high definition action movie. Most of them carried long swords, but a few of them carried guns as well. Sara looked them over, unimpressed. "We can take em."

Jax nodded curtly, and Stein held his hand out for the younger man. The two clasped their palms together, merging into Firestorm at once. Ray's suit formed around him, as he prepared to fight; simultaneously Carter and Kendra's wings sprouted from their backs. Leonard, Mick, and Rip raised their guns, as Sara crouched in a low potion, ready to attack. Savage looked back at them all, chuckling amusedly. Then, all hell broke loose.

{~}

When Deserey woke up once again in the medical bay, she instantly grew pissed. She was starting to grow very accustomed to this room and not in a good way. Fortunately, however, the pain in her abdomen had gone away, and the gunshot wound seemed to have healed up quite nicely thanks to Gideon working her magic.

Her...

Deserey frowned at the thought of the word. She wasn't sure why it was randomly bothering her, but it seemed odd, calling a machine by female pronouns. Dez found herself, just out of the blue, questioning it as she slowly came out of the daze Gideon's medicine had put her in upon waking up. Her...
Was Gideon a her? Did AI's even have genders?

She sat up, groaning and trying to shake off the foggy haze still left in her head. Focus, Dez told herself. Savage. Deadly teenage birds. Murders. Right. Okay. Time to focus.

"Gideon, where are the others?" Deserey asked, looking up at the ceiling as she peeled the medical cuff off her wrist. "Still fighting Savage or?"

"That would be correct, Miss Dunet," Gideon responded.

"And Jax's date?"

"She went home shortly after the others left."

Deserey nodded slowly, as she stood up from the chair. That was probably for the best. The girl had no idea what they were up against -- hell, the Legends didn't even know what they were up against. Besides, Rip would be pissed (again) if he knew that Jax and the others had brought her on board. He was very nit picky about people from the past seeing the Waverider. (Though half the time when they took off the ship wasn't even cloaked, so she wasn't really sure why he cared so much.)

"Can you get me to the asylum?" Deserey asked, vaguely recalling the conversation the team had over the coms about meeting there after dealing with Chronos.

"Certainly," Gideon said. "Although, you might want to hold on to something." Dez nodded again, walking over to the doorway and grabbing hold of the frame. As soon as she got a firm grip, the ship took to the sky, flying -- Deserey assumed -- to the mental hospital.

When she arrived the first thing she took note of were the unconscious monsters laying on the ground. Any of the doctors or nurses who hadn't fled the scene in terror were crouched in the corners of the room, rocking back and forth with an insane look in their eyes. (She found that kind of ironic.) The next thing Deserey took note of was the piano sitting against one of the walls.

It had a soft, smooth and polished surface. The keys were shiny, like they were brand new. The sight made her smile. She couldn't really play all that well, but the thing reminded her of a certain adult cartoon...

"Gideon," she said into the coms. "Can the others use a distraction?"

"Certainly, Miss Dunnet," the AI responded. "I believe they are down stairs in Hall H."

Dez's grin widened. "Perfect." She turned to the nearest, strongest looking doctors she could find. "You three! Help me get this thing downstairs!"

{~}

Firestorm was having fun blasting people off their feet. They always enjoyed a good fight.. Well, Jax did anyway. Stein just complained the whole time about how Jax needed to be more careful. It was really annoying.

Below them, Len and Mick took turns firing their guns. Carter and Ray were fighting via hand to hand combat, the latter of which occasionally fired blasts from his suit. (Yeah, he had put it on again after Chronos.)

The fight was going smoothly enough, until the elevator opened up and they heard music playing throughout the halls. It sounded like someone was playing the piano, but from the angle he was at Jax couldn't see who it was. Firestorm frowned, landing next to the two crooks. "What the heck is that?" Jax asked. All the Legends and cronies alike stopped for a moment, completely baffled, as the singing began.

The voice was a little shaky, like maybe the person didn't sing very often. But whoever it was still had a better voice than Jax ever would, so he couldn't judge too much. "It seems today that all you see," the voice sang, "is violence in movies and sex on TV."

Leonard snorted, rolling his eyes, as the pianist continued singing. "But where are those good ol' fashion values?" The music stopped, and Dez came waltzing into the room, skipping out from the elevator. "On which we use to rely!" She skipped over to the two crooks and Jax, still singing, "Lucky there's a Family Guy! Lucky there's a man who positively can do all the things that make us --" She stopped abruptly, pointing to the three boys in front of her.

Leonard gave her a serious look. "You're not getting anyone to sing for you, Dezzie. Sorry."

She pouted. "You ruined it!" Then, Deserey grinned brightly, letting out a soft giggle. "Still, I just wrote the Family Guy theme song about forty-something years early."

He just rolled his eyes at her. "How cute," he muttered, before raising his Cold Gun and blasting one of Savage's men. The fighting instantly started up again.

"I have no idea what just happened but okay," Jax shrugged, flying into the air again. Deserey jumped into the fight alongside Leonard, swirling sand around the lackeys' faces, blinding them so that Carter or Ray could take a shot at them.

Deserey frowned after a moment, looking around the battlefield (battle hall?). She couldn't help but to notice there were three people missing from their team. "Where's --" She was cut off by a yelp from down the hall, and her head snapped in that direction. It sounded like Rip...

"They went that way," Leonard told her, jerking his head in the direction of the yelp. "They don't have any back up."

Deserey nodded. Taking his unspoken hint, she shot a blast of sand at a group of cronies before making her way down the hall to find Rip, Sara, and Kendra.

{~}

Sara hadn't been planning on anyone finding out about her blood lust, but when she lost her cool on one of the cronies in front of the captain that's exactly what happened. The Legends split up early in the fight. Firestorm flew (as best they could in the small roofed hall) off, blasting flames at a group of Savage's men. When Savage himself ran off, Kendra charged after him. Carter and Ray were backed against one corner, while Leonard and Mick fought back to back across the room.

Sara and Rip paired up together, making their way after Kendra and Savage. Sara swung her knife around like a mad woman, kicking in the lackeys' knees, bending their arms until she heard them snap. Every time she heard one of them scream, she felt the grin on her face grow a little wider. She couldn't help it. She loved it. Loved their pain. She wanted them to suffer. Wanted them dead.

Rip stood by her side, shooting Savage's men with his laser gun. (Though he never made a kill shot.) He only paused, when he heard one of the cronies grunt in pain before falling to the floor dead. The captain glanced over to see Sara, slicing his throat open, grinning sickly. Rip's eyes widened, but Sara didn't really care. She was enjoying the sight of the man, slowly bleeding out on the floor beneath her feet... At least for now.

The captain ran over to the White Canary. He was screaming something, maybe it was her name, but she wasn't really listening. She couldn't hear anything. Couldn't see anything but the color red. She raised her knife above her head, ready to strike her next victim. It didn't really matter who it was. As long as they died and there was lots of blood, Sara didn't care. She brought her knife down, stabbing another cronie over and over, until he stopped breathing. Until he stopped moving... Until she lost count of how many times she had stabbed him...

Sara blinked slowly, a roaring in her ears as she gradually came to. She could hear Rip somewhere nearby, shouting her name; she shook her head, trying her best to clear her mind. Then, all at once she spotted the dead bodies that surrounded her. Her stomach flipped like an acrobat. Sara backed against the wall, hand going to her mouth, as she tried to stop a gasp from leaving her lips.

She turned her head to see the captain, staring back at her with wide eyes. Her hand shook as she brought it away from her face; she looked back down at the ground. "Rip, I --"

He shook his head, suddenly standing up perfectly straight, like a scarecrow sitting up on its pole. "We'll talk about it later," he decided. "Let's just get Savage..."

Sara nodded her head, slipping the knife in her pocket. She didn't trust herself with it any more... Not now. Not after what just happened... Rip took her arm and the two ran off down the hall, where Kendra and Savage had ran off.

They met Deserey on the way. She looked like she had just gotten there herself. She waved at the two, before frowning this deep, concerned frown that only mothers really seemed to get. "What happened?" she asked.

"Nothing. It's fine," Sara said quickly. "Let's find Kendra." She hurried off, leaving the other two behind her. Dez glanced at Rip, confused, but he just shrugged, looking a little like someone had just run his puppy over with a lawn mower. She shrugged the weird behavior off, deciding to focus on the present moment. She'd ask the two about it later. They had to find Kendra and take care of Savage now. But when they did... When they did Deserey was pretty sure she would be sick...

{~}

It was a mistake to pursue Savage on her own. Kendra should have known better. Maybe if she had waited for someone else, she would have kept all those unwanted memories buried. But she had gone after him, and everything came flooding back to her all at once...

She cornered him in an abandoned room with chains on the back wall and a small desk sitting in one corner. It looked like it must have been where he kept the hawk monsters whenever he didn't want them roaming the city. Kendra wasn't sure why he was going in there, but she didn't really care. (It never occurred to her that it could have been a trap for her.)

"It's over, Savage," she hissed, somehow managing to sound brave, even though her stomach was tying itself into knots at the sight of him. Kendra raised her dagger and approached him. He turned around slowly, smirking back at her like he had just won a prize. Savage walked towards her without saying anything, and the two walked around the room, circling one another until they were standing opposite of where they had been at the beginning of the exchange. That was Kendra's second mistake.

"Oh, Chay Ara," Savage chuckled darkly. He took a step closer, forcing Kendra's back to hit the wall. "It's far from over..." And it was then that she realized just how far the door had gotten from her. It seemed as though it were growing further and further away, the longer she stayed in this room with this monster.

He came closer so that his body was pressed against hers. She couldn't move, and suddenly she remembered why he had made her so uncomfortable earlier. She remembered what he had done to her, how many times he had done it to her; and she realized that he was going to do it again, now. Her eyes widened, her breath hitching at the realization. She struggled to fight against him, but of course she couldn't. She never could...

His hand lowered to the strap of her shirt, roughly tugging it off her shoulder, as she tried to kick her way out from under him. But he was too strong. She couldn't move. She couldn't even breathe. She couldn't escape.

He moved his hand further down her body, grabbing her breast in a way that was far less than gentle; he would have gone further if the door hadn't been knocked down a moment later, Sara, Dez, and Rip charging into the room. Savage backed away from Kendra, glaring at the three interrupters; and Kendra ran to Deserey and Sara's side.

"Are you okay?" Dez asked softly.

Kendra nodded, even though her legs felt like jelly and her heart was hammering inside her chest. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Sara asked, looking worried. "Because it looked like he was gonna --"

"He wasn't," Kendra lied.

"...Okay."

Before they could deal with Savage anymore, another familiar face -- or helmet really, since no one had ever saw his face before -- appeared. A small explosion put a hole through the wall. It wasn't enough to knock anyone off their feet, but it made even Savage shield his eyes. When the dust cleared, everyone looked up to see Chronos standing in the hole in the wall.

Savage frowned at the temporal bounty hunter, looking him up and down with curiosity. "Well, now who are you supposed to be?"

"Nobody to you, MacLeod," Chronos growled in response.

Savage chuckled at the attitude from the other homicidal psychopath. He approached the bounty hunter, wondering who the hell he was under his helmet and if he could use him somehow...

Kendra was already feeling pretty vulnerable from Savage. The sight of Chronos sent a rage running through her body like she had never felt before. After he had killed Aldus... It was all too much. She was feeling too many emotions. Hurt...Anger... Fear... She decided to focus on the anger. At least that didn't make her feel so weak.

Kendra raised her dagger, ready to charge at Chronos, but Rip grabbed her arm. "Another day, Miss Saunders." He nodded his head towards the door. Then, speaking in to the coms, he said, "Everyone fall back!" Savage and Chronos were distracted with each other. They could make their escape now.

The Legends ran from the asylum, once again failing to apprehend Savage. They boarded the Waverider from where Dez had Gideon park it outside the building, before flying off into the night sky.

{~}

Professor Stein and Ray, with the help of their robotic friend Gideon, managed to come up with a cure for the hawk experiments Savage had created within the next few hours. The Legends had rounded up all the kidnapped teens, giving them each a dose of the cure before sending them off to their families.

Deserey went with Jax to say goodbye to his one night girlfriend. He'd gotten her a new car, since Jax had completely ruined her dad's. (Apparently the damage had happened before Jax had stolen the police car, so Dez wasn't really sure about all the details. [ He'd given the police car back, by the way]) The girl grinned brightly, as the two pulled up to her in the shiny new vehicle.

"I feel bad about trashing your dad's," Jax told her, as he and Deserey got out. "So, I thought this might make up for it."

Betty glanced at the car, before looking back at Jax with wide eyes. "You bought me a car?"

"I suped it up, too," Jax told her, grinning back at her slightly. "Just in case of monster attacks."

They all laughed at the joke, and Betty glanced at Deserey smiling politely. "Glad to see your feeling better," she said.

Deserey smiled back. "We know...a really good doctor... Of sorts."

"Clearly," Betty nodded, like she didn't know she was actually referring to Gideon and the Waverider. Suddenly, she frowned. "I wish you didn't have to go..."

Jax shrugged. "We don't belong here. And neither do you. Promise me you'll get out of here... Both of you," he added, as her boyfriend Tommy, newly healed and back to human, walked up from behind her.

Betty frowned, confused for a moment, before turning around and spotting her boyfriend. She breathed out his name, nearly sobbing, as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

"It's a great big world out there, Betty," Jax said as one final goodbye. "And it's changing fast. Maybe we'll catch up down the road somewhere." He walked off, tapping Tommy on the shoulder as he passed by him.

Deserey nodded to the both of them, following Jax. As she went, she called out to the two teens over her shoulder, "Remember, reality is an illusion! The universe is a hologram! Buy gold! Bye!" She left the two, very confused fifties teenagers with that.

Jax gave her an odd look, as the two boarded the Waverider, smiling lightly. "What's up with you today?" he asked with a laugh.

She shrugged. "It was a good day."

"You got shot and almost killed by Chronos," he reminded her.

"I didn't say it was a perfect day." She shrugged again, as they walked towards the Bridge. He laughed again, as they met up with the others. Everyone gathered, seriously, around the console.

"Well, that was a bust," Leonard complained.

"Or was it?" Dez grinned. "I got to create the Family Guy intro!"

He chuckled at that, a sly grin on his face. "Or did you?"

Dez glared at him.

Rip sighed, ignoring them and grinning. Though he quickly grew serious again. "I owe you all an apology," he said gravely. "I should have told you before this was not my first attempt to vanquish Savage." He paused for a moment, taking in the shocked looks of his team. "The reason I failed before --"

"Is because you didn't have all of us," Ray put in.

Rip nodded. "But there is no point in continuing this further, unless we are all -- and including myself -- committed to working in concert."

Leonard shrugged, looking like he didn't really care about all these dramatics. "You won't ditch us, we won't ditch you. Deal?" Rip gave a curt nod of argument, when Gideon piped up.

"Sir, I've finished my review of the timeline," she said. "I calculate a ninety-eight percent likelihood that Savage reappears in 1986."

Ray made a face, as everyone moved to strap in. "Guess we're heading to the '80s. Better break out your parachute pants," he joked.

Jax frowned, not understanding what he was talking about. "What the hell are parachute pants?"

Deserey laughed loudly, making everyone give her a funny look. (Maybe she was still just a little too excited about creating Family Guy's intro early.) She covered her mouth as everyone stared at her, giggling childishly.

Rip smiled back at her lightly, settling himself into his seat. "Gideon, get us the hell out of the fifties!"

"Now he's getting it!" Deserey called as the others laughed. "You've mastered English!"

Rip rolled his eyes, as the ship took to the skys, time jumping away from the less than adequate time period.

Hahaha this chapter was an ordeal lemme tell ya... But it's done now. We're out of the 50s finally. The chapter is a bit longer (almost 6,000 words not counting the author's note) but...it's done. We're out of the 50s. We're moving on. It's okay. Phew.

I'm sorry this took so long to get up. I had to study for a psychology test that I just could not afford to fail. And then after wards I just kinda...slept? For a week? Yeah I know that sounds super healthy haha...

Anyway, it's up now so... Yup. Hopefully it wasn't too rushed. I was just bored of the 50s and wanted to move on already so I packed everything into this chapter.

I moved Len and Savage's exchange, you know the "robber of ATM" blah blah blah stuff up, because it made more sense to do it earlier in the story, considering Savage doesn't know anyone but the hawks yet and I have other plans for the end of the 'season'

Also, going in to this thing I wasn't planning a romance for Dez, but now I've been convinced to pair her up with Lenny boy. So ... Captain Sandy for the win I guess.

And one last thing. Remember that one time I had y'all vote on your favorite doggo and name? Well here's the results!

So the full name is Sargent Luna, because I like the idea of Mick nicknaming her Sage. (Plus Z Nation reference)

And since I'm the tie breaker, the doggo will be option one

Alright, well it's 3:30 am, and this AN is extremely long now so...Ima yeet. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.