"Well, I hope you're here to make good on your promise and kill me, which would work out for both of us," Damien said as Sara entered the room, eying the blonde up with a little smug look on his face despite the fact he was in deep emotional pain. It was his fault that his daughter was beyond the point of rescue now. "It'd be a real win-win."

"Mercy killing's not my style, it's more Callie's," Sara told him without even the hint of a smile, disgust clearly obvious in her face as she addressed the blonde man. "Even if it was, you don't deserve my mercy. You deserve to live out the rest of your days knowing that you destroyed your own daughter."

Sara knew for a fact that Callie would have killed Darhk without a second thought, hence why she hadn't brought her wife with her to make sure that the man was still locked up safely on board. She turned around after that, her eyebrows furrowing as Ray entered the lab with his hands in his pockets and purposefully not making eye contact with her. 

"What are you doing here?" She questioned, knowing that the man was clearly up to something. 

"Uh, it's my lab."

There was a brief silence between them as Sara scowled a little, showing Ray that she was aware he was planning something that was potentially dangerous. She had to trust him though: Ray was a member of her team and even if he was sometimes reckless, she had bigger issues to sort out.

"Don't do anything stupid."

"Captain, we've arrived in the Wild West."

 "Thank you, Gideon. Have everyone meet me in the fabrication room," Sara told the ship's AI as she began to walk out of the lab, looking back over her shoulder at Ray with a firm look on her face to show that she wasn't playing around. "Ray, nothing stupid."

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"Yo, this is tight," Wally told them all as they walked down the streets of the Wild West, Callie sniggering under her breath a little as Sara rolled her eyes at the young speedster. They were all decked out in matching cowboy attire and Callie would be lying if she said she didn't quite like the look. "I know everyone's dead. I know time is broken. But can we just take a second to acknowledge this?"

"You know, as much as I enjoy this getup... And I actually really do..." Zari told them, nodding in agreement with Wally before reminding him of the bigger issue at hand. "Mallus is still out there."

"And we'll deal with him, but first," Sara told them all as she paused outside of a bar. Callie grinned at her wife, knowing exactly what her plan here was for the time being. "We need to get our heads on straight."

"How long is that gonna take?"

"Depends," Callie replied for Sara, the blonde sending her a wink as she realised that she also had caught on to her wife's line of thought.

"On what?"

"How strong the whiskey is."

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Callie and Sara both took another shot of whiskey before Sara suddenly nodded, placing a hand on Callie's arm to signal for her to stop drinking as she turned around to look at Wally, Zari and Mick.

"All right, I think it's working. I am on the edges of a plan," Sara told them all as she adjusted her cowboy hat, looking around the bar before focusing on the group of misfits surrounding her.

"Great. Let's hear it."

"So we know that the six totems are the only thing that can stop Mallus..."

"They weren't much use to us last time," Wally interrupted Sara, looking between her and Callie in confusion. The raven haired girl shrugged in response, not knowing where Sara's plan was heading. She'd gotten so used to not being involved in planning that she usually just sat back and listened.

"'Us' being the key word. You and Amaya were born to wield the totems, and the rest of us are just..."

"Losers," Mick added in. "That's why Rip picked us... Snart, the Professor, those stupid hawk flying-chicken people. We're all expendable."

"Sorry," Callie interrupted, looking at the two of them in complete confusion. "Hawk flying-chicken people?"

"Babe, we talked about this," Sara murmured under her breath. "Kendra and Carter, they left the team before Nate went to find you and Oliver?" 

Callie nodded in remembrance at the names, having completely forgotten who they were. She wasn't even sure they ever spoke about the duo that were once a part of their team but then again, Callie guessed that was the same for most of the people they stopped travelling with.

"Not that any of these unwashed hayseeds look like righteous totem bearers," Sara inputted, before another voice entered the mix.

"Who you calling a hayseed?"

Callie turned around at lightning speed, looking at the man in front of them with a small smile. She knew enough to know that this was Jonah Hex, the scars across his face giving her a reminder of those that littered her own body. Sara broke out into a delighted grin as she looked at the man.

"Jonah Hex!"

"You know this guy?"

"Me and these ruffians go way back," Jonah said as he motioned to Sara and Mick, shooting a smile in Callie's direction where the girl was standing so closely to Sara that Jonah knew she was the girl that Sara had told her about the last time they met.

"Wally, Zari, this is Jonah Hex," Sara said, looking at her old friend still with a large smile across her face.

"Nice hat," Zari said, nodding at the hat resting on his head. 

"Thank you, ma'am," Jonah replied to Zari, a small smirk on his face as he looked at the woman he definitely found attractive.

"Obviously joking," Zari muttered under her breath.

"So who died and made you sheriff?" Sara said as she flicked the Sheriff badge on his jacket. Callie raised an eyebrow as Mick took her beer from her hand, gulping the drink down in one go.

"That'd be the old sheriff. Well, now it's my job to keep the peace around here. So you can't be causing any trouble," Jonah replied to Sara who scoffed a little at him insinuating that they were all here to cause trouble. Callie couldn't blame him, she knew they had a pretty bad reptuation.

"We are not here to cause trouble. We are here to avoid it!" Sara announced.

In some sort of sick irony, as soon as the words left her lips the sounds of gunshots and screams echoed from outside, Callie and Zari both sharing looks mixed with exhaustion and confusion.

They all rushed outside following Jonah, looking around in disbelief as cowboys started to appear round the corner. Callie did a double take however as it wasn't any normal cowboy - but rather Julius Caesar, Blackbeard and the Vikings leader.

"This the trouble you aiming to avoid?" Jonah asked Sara sarcastically, the blonde rolling her eyes as she looked at the three in disgust.

"Not exactly." 

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Turns out, Callie didn't need to really do much in the end. After various failed attempts from those in the team that were bearing the totems to create something to fight Mallus, including something that Callie was sure she would have nightmares about, she had stayed in the town alongside a few friendly faces to prevent the romans from killing all of the villagers.

When her wife and the rest of their team joined forces to create a ridiculously oversized Beebo, she was even more glad that she was getting to just cheer on the sidelines for this one. Jax, who she hadn't seen in months, had informed her that for him it was five years since they last had seen each other - reminding her more and more of those that the legends left behind every time they travelled throughout space.

Pretty soon after defeating Mallus, the team had finally decided to go to Aruba. Callie hadn't been with the team when they had first wanted to go to Aruba, but Mick promised her that it was a wonderful place for her to work on her tan - which she was quite glad for since she had gotten quite pale from her time on Earth X.

"Good call Mick," Zari said, smiling as she ate a coconut.

"When I said Aruba, I meant me not all of you," he gruffly replied, displeased that his sabbatical had turned into a group trip. Callie sniggered a little, rolling her eyes at the man as she soaked in the sun. 

This was her last trip with the Legends. Her and Sara had spent the past week since fighting Mallus discussing it - including arguments and tears and lots of make up coffee. Seeing Jax had reminded Callie that there were people in her life she didn't want to wake up one day and realise she'd spent her whole life apart from, and while she knew that her and Sara would settle down one day, she was ready to start making that life a possibility back in Star City.

Sara had agreed, knowing that Callie would be fine with Oliver and the team until Sara was ready to give up her mantle of Captain of the Waverider. It wasn't going to be a huge issue anyway since Sara promised to visit Earth more often, knowing that with a time travel ship at her entire command what was months for her could be only days for Callie.

The team hadn't taken it too well at first, having only just gotten used to having her back. However, they understood her decision and wished her the best for returning to Star City and taking up her place in Oliver's crime-fighting team. She had known that this life wasn't as destined for her as Sara but she was genuinely glad that she was now able to have the best of both worlds.

"Still," Nate said as he looked at Callie with a small smile. "Nothing helps a broken heart like a good tan."

Not only was Callie leaving their team for the time being, but Amaya had opted to stay back in Zambesi. Not only was Nate heartbroken about it, he was devastated that it was the lsat time he probably would ever see his girlfriend again.

"Hey idiot, get out of here. This is a private beach," Mick barked at a cloaked man who walked closer to them, blocking the sunlight from Mick and Callie's faces. The girl looked up in surprise as she noticed the man, scoffing a little as she shook her head at him.

His eyes trailed her up and down for a second before shooting her a wink as he looked at the ring on her finger, remembering the time he had spent before with her and her wife.

"Fancy seeing you lot here."

"Constantine?"

Just as the man whipped back the sheet he was holding to reveal a dragon head that had been severed from its body, Callie groaned as everyone else sat up straighter. She was just glad that she was heading back to Star City and would have no involvement in whatever drama the team was about to get themselves into.

"You opened a door love, and Mallus wasn't the only thing that got out."

It didn't matter where they were, or when they were. Callie Merlyn knew only one thing as she looked between the dragon head and her wife on the beach in Aruba.

Sara Lance was her beginning, middle and end.