Sara shifted in her sleep and slowly woke up. I sighed and waited a few more minutes. She sat up and looked around. She grabbed the note and read it.

Dear Assassin,

Sorry for going ahead and dying, I didn't mean for it to have any effect on you or the team. Even if you cant see me, I am alive, most likely sitting next to you as you read. Its hard to believe but I am 'Alive', but, I am. If you don't believe me, ask Mick or Rip, they can see and hear me. I leave you with my ring and please, assassin, don't cry.

Your Crook,

Leonard Snart.

Sara frowned and looked like she would blow up. She stood up and bolted out of the room. I followed her. She opened Mick's door and ran in. Mick was sitting in his chair.

"You wrote a fake note from Leonard!?" She yelled.

"No!" Mick yelled back.

"Then why was there one on my bed!?" She shouted. Mick looked at me. I shrugged and sighed.

"Its not from me Blondie." He said and returned his gaze to the angry assassin. Sara rolled her eyes and ran out of the room. I followed her again. Laurel joined me this time.

"What did you do?" She asked.

"I left a note for her and she thinks its from Mick, when he denied it she ran out and I don't know where we're going." I explained quickly. She ran into Rip's office. She found him and pushed him to the floor immediately.

"Did you write this?" Sara asked in her league of assassins voice. Rip looked at me and Laurel enter the office area and Laurel pointed at me.

"No Miss Lance. I have not written a letter in ages." Rip said. Sara sat down on the floor next to him and buried her face in her knees.

"Then who did?" She asked with cracks in her voice.

"The person that signed their name at the end." Rip groaned as he sat up.

"That's not possible." Sara mumbled, not moving her head.

"It is because he's standing at the door." Rip said. Sara grabbed a dagger from the inside of her boot and knocked Rip to the floor again but this time with a dagger at his throat.

"Don't lie to me. Don't tell me he's alive because he's not! Don't give me fake letters, don't give me his stuff, don't give me anything!" Sara yelled. I walked over to a table and grabbed another piece of paper.

"Rip, get Mick in here so theirs proof that neither of you wrote this letter." I said. Rip nodded.

"Gideon, tell Mr. Rory to come here." Rip said.

"What?" Sara asked.

"You'll be fine Miss Lance." He said. Sara sighed and kept the dagger at his throat. I sat next to Sara and put the paper down by Rip's head so she would see it. Mick walked in and noticed what I was doing. She looked at the paper ad I started to write.

Dear assassin,

If you need proof that im alive, ask me, I can see and hear you. I know everything about us, say anything that only I would know and i'll tell you.

She looked at the paper and sighed, thinking that the paper was electronic and the words were pre-written.

"What did I tell you in the cold room?" Sara asked after a minute. I started to write.

That it felt like all your friends and family were miles away the first time you died. You were glad that you didn't have to die alone that time, even if it was with a crook like me. I gave you my jacket and told you of the first time I thought I was going to die in Jail with Mick.

Sara sighed and tears started to brim her eyes.

"What did you tell me when we were on our way to the... to the oculus?"Sara asked.

I told you, "I was starting to wonder what the future might hold for me, and you, and me and you."

"And what did I tell you?" She asked, a few tears dropped from her eyes and landed on Rip. She still held a dagger to his throat.

You told me that I had to be a hell of a thief if I wanted to steal a kiss from you, and I guess I am one hell of a thief because I did.

She took the dagger from Rips throat and dropped it at her side. She let Rip go and looked at the letter.

"How are you alive?" She asked.

You did it, you wished I was still alive so much that I was alive enough.

"That's not possible, what did I do the very second we got back from the oculus?"

You cried your eyes out, you felt heartbroken, Im sorry for that by the way. I love you Assassin.

She let tears flow freely now. Laurel sat by her sister and tried to comfort her, even if Sara could see her.

"Laurel?" Sara asked. Laurel smiled.

"Hey Sara." Laurel whispered. Sara wrapped her arms around her sister.

"How are you here? I thought you were still in Star city with Oliver and the rest of the guys." Sara asked. Laurel looked at the ground.

"I died Sara." Laurel mumbled. Sara stood up.

"You what?" Sara asked.

"I died on my last run. Damian Darhk killed me." Laurel mumbled again.

"Then how are you here?"

"You believe that we're not dead." Laurel said.

"We're?" Sara asked.

"Turn around Blondie." Mick said. Sara turned around slowly.

"Leonard!" Sara yelled. She wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me. "Im so sorry, I should have figured out another way." Sara mumbled.

"Its ok Sara." I mumbled in her ear.

"I love you too." She whispered back. I smiled. That was all I needed. It was all I truly wanted. I hugged her tighter. I never wanted to let go.

"I missed you."

This was meant to be a really short book. Thanks for reading! This is my first book that I finished. If it is requested I may do a sequel. Thanks for reading and Merry Christmas!