Things feel like they'll be forever, but they won't

[bringstheheat]

There's an odd lightness in Mick's chest when he wakes. A feeling of contentment.

Mick Rory is happy.
It's not a feeling he has ever been used to.
Because something always came to take it away. Shatter it. Burn it to ash.
Monsters like him don't get happy endings.

But damn if he isn't going to hold on to it for as long as he can.

He's still oddly at war with himself as he showers, dresses and heads off in search of Sara. Mick swore to himself he would be up front with her. Honest.
So it's time to talk about last night.
About Leonard warm and secure in his arms.

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[strongerthanyouknow]

There's a faint snort at the end, as that whole idea just puts some kind of a pin in it. When Sara's trying to figure out whether she's going to half roll her eyes at that, after enough understanding with that, and just as much what where why how that came around and about as a thought from where they'd been a few seconds ago. Or Mick had been.

"You want me to find a bank--" Sara sits up slightly, mirroring just barely. "--somewhere in space and time--" Seeing as their options were not small when it came to anything around here, or how specific they had to be with them. "--so that Leonard, who can't remember his name without being told it--" Though this point is already known enough, it's a basis. A base. "--can see if he remembers how to crack a safe?"

[bringstheheat]

His nose wrinkles. "Gideon could fabricate any kind of safe we wanted." And in truth it isn't a bad idea. He'll file that one away for later.

"I'm talking about giving him the plans, letting him set the job, then run it. Like the old days. Hell, you could probably even get Red in on it." Something familiar, something Leonard lived for. The job. The chase, the rush of getting away.

"It could kick something loose. Help him remember."

[strongerthanyouknow]

She's not considering it. She's not.
(They've done crazier things, haven't they?

No, no, no, no. That is a slippery pitfall path.)

Sara's eyes narrow, touching the one thing they truly have between them and that Mick has even when Mick of all people would like to ignore anything and everything in priority to Leonard. But Mick is one of the reason she is who she is now, that she can do everything she can do now, knows how to do her job and what to try and be better than all their predecessors for. Rip may have started it but it was the Mick Rory on the other side of Chronos that finished those lessons as slight and scant as they were.

She has to ask. She has to be the Captain. "And the timeline?"

[bringstheheat]

She hasn't shut him down yet.
But he doesn't expect her to, he doesn't expect her to tell him to go away, have a drink or ten and only call him up when things needed to be hit or set on fire.

Mick gets to his feet, considering the drift of the timeline, his eyes going a little glassy.

"Apocalypse events." The drink is set down and his fingertips move on the screen, calling one up. "All life ends, no abberations, no changes to the timeline. It just stops. Don't have to be huge, a volcano, hurricane, fire." He can find them easy enough, a few options for them to consider.

"Mob banks are good too, can't exactly call the cops when they get hit."

[strongerthanyouknow]

She hates the sense behind it. The ease with which a few seconds of thinking lands on those first two words. People forget that Mick spent lifetimes being trained by the Timemasters. Yeah, tortured and brainwashed, too, but trained. She only has to think about it for a second and hates that it makes sense.

Because even questioning it in her head butts right up against the one truism she has left from Rip: time wants to happen. It's why so many of the smallest hiccups fixed themselves without prodding. Time wants to happen. Endings, beginnings, middles. All of it. Wants to happen.

"I don't like it."

She likes less that he's not wrong.

[bringstheheat]

Mick rolls a shoulder as if it doesn't matter in the slightest which way she tilts on the idea. "Don't have to like it. Didn't say we had to do it either." But he knows Lenny, he knows those innate things about him that could help shake memories free.

"We got him back. That's what matters."

If he was really bent on a heist, he could always take the jump ship and rob a bank or two with Lenny, but he's not going to. No more taking off on his own. They're a crew and he's not breaking that apart for anything.