Sara and Nyssa tried to spend as much time as they could with each other since they have reunited. Neither of them liked the idea of hiding away from everyone else, but it was how they have to do it. They just have to make it all work.

Nyssa has already been accustomed to ignoring the feeling that the love they once shared was no longer there. She is hopeful that she could bring it back but has no idea how. And having hope is a dangerous thing for an assassin like her. It means you have something to lose. Something someone can use against you. She has accepted that she has a weakness, when she accepted that she can't run and hide from the intensity of the love she feels for Sara. She knows that her great love for her would be her undoing, and she has a strange feeling that time could be near.

"Where did your thoughts take you this time?"

She and Sara were walking around the vast grounds of the league's sanctuary. It was a cold and quiet night.

"Nowhere."

"You've been losing yourself in your thoughts a lot lately. What worries you, Nyssa?"

Sara has been growing concerned for how distant Nyssa has slowly becoming. She was still sweet and caring, but it just seemed that she wasn't always there with her. She knew she shouldn't complain. She's the one who only has half her heart in it. If she knows to herself that things are amiss, then Nyssa would definitely be able to tell. Sara loved that about her. She always seems to know how she really felt even if she herself doesn't have a single clue.

Nyssa wasn't sure whether to tell her or just keep up with the charade and let it all play out. But she's hid so much from her already, so she decided just to be honest with her. Maybe it could help mend things between them.

"You do."

Sara's heart clenched. She knew she could tell, but it hurt to hear it still. And she didn't know what to say to it. Should she apologize or make up some excuse? She was saved when Nyssa continued.

"I know you're trying, Sara, and I am grateful for that. But there's no denying that things are no longer the same between us. I want to make this work. Mend whatever it is that's broken between us. But I don't know if I can."

Broken. It might have been the best way to describe what they have, Sara thought. Everything they have and had are broken.

"You can't, but together we can. I love you, Nyssa."

"Do you really?" Nyssa hated that she had to ask, especially when she saw tears threatening in Sara's eyes as she doubted her.

Sara's heart was breaking. Not much from Nyssa doubting her love, but more from herself doubting it as well.

"Yes." She said trying to convince herself as much as Nyssa.

"I believe you, Sara." She wiped the tear that escaped. "It may not be as much as you used to, not as much as I would want you to, but I know you still do. You wouldn't be here, if you didn't. And I'll take it. I'll take whatever it is you can give."

Sara bursted into tears and Nyssa held her in her arms and soothed her. How did she deserve to be loved so immensely, deeply, and sincerely by such an endearing person? Why can't she just reciprocate the same amount of love that was being given to her? Why is that so difficult to do?

"Why do you have to be like this? Why do you have to be so accepting?" Sara said through her sobs.

"I'm not. I'm just being selfish. I just want you to be with me. I don't care if you no longer love me, as long as you choose to be with me."

"I still do want to be with you." She said when she had her sobbing under control.

"What about Oliver Queen?"

"I was wondering when you'd bring him up. He's... I'm sorry. I won't lie to you. I like him."

"And you also want to be with him."

"Yes."

"He's your sister's boyfriend."

"He makes me happy."

Nyssa didn't bother to hide how much her words had hurt.

"I'm sorry."

"Do I still make you happy, Sara? Tell me the truth."

"Yes, but you've been worrying me a lot lately. Now I know why."

"So what are you gonna do?"

"Like I said, I still want to be with you, but I also want to keep seeing Oliver. Are you okay with that?"

"I'm not, but I meant what I said, I'll accept whatever it is you can give, as long as I can have you with me."

"Thank you, Nyssa."

"For a girl who has a detective for a father, you seem to thrive for danger. Sneaking around with your sister's boyfriend, while secretly dating a deadly assassin."

"I should be offended by that."

"But you're not."

"No, because I've hurt you. And that's all that is. A way for you to let me know. But that's okay. I want to know. I don't want you to hide what you feel from me."

"I've shown you more than I ever had in my entire life, but if that's what you want. Can you stay?"

Nyssa doesn't want to end the day like that. She's glad it's out there now, but she wants to end it on a better note.

"Maybe."

"Where does your father know you are?"

"Can I tell Max?"

"Will you stay?"

"Yes."

Sara called Max and apologized for the drift that happened between them and also for only getting in touch with her to ask a favor. She admitted that she misses her and promised to tell her more about it.

Sara followed Nyssa in the house and found her sitting on the side of the bed. She slowly made her way to Nyssa and then wrapped her arms around the back of her neck. They looked deep into each other's eyes, and in that moment, it was as if things were the way they were. It was as if they were completely full of love for one another once more.

Sara leaned down to meet Nyssa's lips with hers. The kiss was slow, sweet, and passionate. Nyssa was about to lay Sara down on the bed when Sara stopped her.

"No. Let me."

Nyssa obliged and layed down in the middle of the bed as Sara positioned herself on top of her.

Sara kissed her on the mouth once more and trailed a few more kisses along her jaw and down her neck. She brought herself back to look into Nyssa's eyes. She wanted to make sure that Nyssa's gonna hear what she was about to say.

"I want you to let go for me. Don't hold back. I want you to show me whatever it is I would make you feel."

Nyssa nodded her agreement.

They carefully helped each other out off each article of clothing they had on. Then they were back to the position they were in. Nyssa lying on her back with Sara's soft and luscious skin pressed on top of her.

Sara kissed her again. This time with more hunger behind it. She bit Nyssa's lower lip which caused a moan to escape from her. She loved every response she got out of Nyssa even though she clearly was trying to hold her reactions down.

Sara took her time exploring every curve of Nyssa's gorgeous, well toned body. She lightly caressed one of her breasts while she kissed, licked and sucked the other. She alternated what she was doing from one to the other until Nyssa gave out a frustrated and satisfying groan clearly saying that she wants more. She wants her to go further south.

Sara didn't let the torture prolong anymore and slowly made her way down. Nyssa was glistening with her juices and definitely ready for Sara. Sara planted a small kiss on her mound and looked up at Nyssa. She wanted to tell her she still does love her but was too afraid that it might break the glorious spel they were in. Instead she lowered herself back to Nyssa's mound and seeked for her nub to give her an intense pleasure she deserves. She kissed, sucked and tongued her as she positioned a finger at her entrance. Nyssa moved her hips forward to the feel of the contact. Sara slowly slid her finger in and moved at a steady rhythm in and out that Nyssa matched with the movement of her hips. Sara added another finger when she thought Nyssa was ready for it. And Nyssa threw her head back at the added pleasure. The movement of Nyssa's hips and her breathing has started to grow ragged and Sara continued to bring her to the edge. She gripped the sheets of the bed and arched her back as she came to the peak of her orgasm.

"Sara," was all that escaped from her lips as she did.

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Things have gotten lighter and smoother between Sara and Nyssa since that night they shared together. The talk they had and what came after helped. They had started to go back to their usual banterings. But Nyssa was afraid that it wouldn't last long. And her fears were about to be realized.

"I need to tell you something."

"What about?"

"It's a..." Sara hesitated. And with that, Nyssa's defenses swiftly came back up.

"I'd be leaving for a few days."

"To where?"

"I don't know exactly."

"You're leaving with him." Nyssa pulled away from her and stood.

"Yes. But please don't do this."

"Go."

"Nyssa." Sara pleaded.

"Just go."

Sara left with the sickening feeling that she had just broken Nyssa's heart once more, which she probably had actually done.