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Sara placed a big number 4 on the cake amazed at how quick time was flying. She carried the giant ice cream cake decorated in a scene from Adventure Time.
“Happy Birthday to you!” They all sang as Sara laid the cake in front of Lexie, her friends were around the table. “Make a wish baby girl.” Sara grinned kissing the top of Lexie’s head.
The now four year old blew out the candles on her cake. She was grinning, eyes tightly shut as she made her wish and blew them out. When she opened them everyone was cheering. Sara started to cut the cake up while Nyssa passed out the plates.
Presents were opened, fun was hard. It seemed like the next thing they knew it was bed time.
Lexie was in her pjs and lying in bed when her mothers came in to tuck her in. “Did you have fun sweetie?” Sara asked kissing Lexie’s cheek.
“Uh huh.” Lexie yawned.
“You’re growing up so fast.” Nyssa sighed brushing hair out of Lexie’s face. Her hair was getting long and in need of a trim. It was the same shade as Sara’s.
“You’ll be going to school in September.” She sighed. “Our little baby is growing up Sara.”
Sara snuck in, being as quiet as possible, Lexie was out with Quentin so Sara had the perfect chance to do what she had to.
She ran into Gwen and her friends outside of a coffee shop on campus. Gwen said something, Sara said something which was so much cooler, then Gwen insulted Nyssa, and Sara swung at her, Gwen and her friends held Sara down and long story short she was pretty sure her nose was broken, both her eyes were blackened and it hurt to move her mouth.
She was in the bathroom trying to clean everything up when she heard someone coming in the garage door. She sighed, moving towards the stairs.
“Sara you home?” Laurel called out.
“Yeah, promise not to freak out.”
“No.” Laurel rolled her eyes. “What did you do?” Sara groaned and moved down the stairs. “What happened? Did you crash the car?”
“No. I got attacked by Gwen and her lackies. Don’t tell Nyssa. She’ll freak out and kill them, which is fine but then she’ll get arrested and I know she’d totally rule the place, she is so Red times ten but still. Just don’t tell her.”
“She’ll notice tonight.”
“I already told her I was feeling sick and just to focus on work tonight.”
“And when she doesn’t listen and comes here instead to nurse you back to health?”
“I’ll pull the sheets over.”
“It’ll take a week for your eye to heal.”
“It takes a week to get over most illnesses.” Sara grinned. “Don’t worry, I have it all under control, tomorrow I go to the doctor and discover it’s pink eye and I have to wear an eye patch. I can do that until it heals.” She admitted. She has been thinking about it since seconds after the fight.
“Nyssa is going to find out. Lexie can’t keep any secretes. She will rat you out in a heartbeat.”
“No she won’t. I’m her Mommy.” Sara stuck her tongue out at Laurel before going back upstairs.
Once Nyssa was done work for the day she went to the Lances and went straight to Sara’s room where the blonde was lying in bed, hair covering the brusied half of her face.
“Not too close I don’t want to make you sick.” Sara warned but Nyssa just scoffed.
“When has that ever stopped me?” Nyssa went to move closer but Sara just rolled unto her side, her back facing Nyssa.
“I’m serious Nyssa. I don’t want you to get sick.” She said more forcefully.
“Okay Sara. I love you.”
“I love you too, that’s why I don’t want you to get sick.” Sara yawned. “Nighty night.”
“Night Sara.” Nyssa left the room with one last look, even when Sara was sick she allowed at least a goodnight kiss on the forehead.
Nyssa was sitting in the office, going over the few things that they had to discuss in the next meeting.
“What are you doing Nyssa?” Yuliya asked leaning on the door frame which led into the modest office.
“I’m worried about Sara. Last night she wouldn’t even let me give her a goodnight kiss on the forehead. No matter how sick she has been before she never shut me out like that before.” Nyssa explained.
“Is she coming in today?”
“No I told her to rest up instead. She is allowed twelve sick days.”
“She is.” Yuliya nodded. “She is still on her meds?”
“Yeah, Rip has an resident so she’ll be working with Sara for awhile.”
“Do you know who she is?”
“I already searched, she graduated top of her class in Gotham University. Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Who names their kid Harleen?”
“Who knows, where she is from?”
“Brooklyn.”
“Oh god, they have the worse accents. Poor Sara. But whatever it takes to help her.” Yuliya smiled at Nyssa. “I’m picking Lexie up from day care.”
“Fine. Keep her at our house, let Sara sleep.”
“Oh honey, I was taking her to the mall, get her some new outfits. Her birthday is coming up. Like I’m going to watch my granddaughter and not spoil her. Honestly who do you think I am?”
“Not too much please. We don’t want her becoming some annoying brat.”
Sara was sitting the waiting room of the office waiting for her turn to see the new therapist.
“Sara, Dr. Quinzel will see you now.” The receptionist smiled at the regular blonde.
“Thanks Judy.” Sara walked into the office, in Rip’s usual chair was a blonde woman just a few years older than Sara. She had thick rim glasses and Sara couldn’t tell if it they were being worn ironically or not.
“You must be Sara.” Her voice was soft and sweet with just a faint hint of an accent to give away her origins. “I’m Dr. Quinzel.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Thank you again for agreeing to see me while Mr. Hunter is away.”
“That isn’t his real name right? I mean who would name their kid Rip?”
“It is very odd isn’t it. Sara without the usual ‘h’.”
“Odd spellings is nothing compared to odd names.”
“Lets get down to it shall we? How are you finding the increase in your medication?”
“Not great. The hallucinations are still around, still telling me the dark thoughts that I try to ignore.”
“And what kind of hallucinations are they?”
“Just voices now. But I did stop looking in the mirror so I have no idea if they’re still happening or not.”
“They wouldn’t just stick to the mirrors. I think it’s safe to say that the medication has stopped the visionary ones.” Dr. Quinzel smiled at Sara. “It says on your file that you only increased the dose last week, so let’s give it more time to see works on your auditory ones as well. I do think we should try to introduce an antidepressant see if that helps with the dark thoughts. What do you usually do when you have them? The thoughts or the hallucinations.”
“I try to ignore them best I can. Sometimes I tell Nyssa about them. She’s my girlfriend, but she’s going to Yale so I don’t get to see her every day. We at least skype once a week. Sometimes if she doesn’t have too much work we have a movie night even if she’s on campus.”
“What does Lexie think about it?” The doctor asked going through her file. “Does she know about any of it?”
“No, she knows that sometimes Mommy’s sick and stays in bed but that’s it. She doesn’t know about the voices or anything like that. She doesn’t know about the attempt.”
“That’s wise. Maybe when she’s older you can explain the depression, it is hereditary after all.”
“I know.” Sara sighed. “But the ER doctors said that it was due to the excessive drug use.”
“The hallucinations were not the depression. I think you may have tried self medicating even unknowingly for the depression with the drugs.”
“Yeah that makes sense.” Sara sighed. “So what kind of name is Harleen?”
“A strange one. I usually just go by Harley.”
“That’s way better.” Sara smiled over at her. “Why did you want to be a shrink?”
“I want to help people. What do you plan to do in school?”
“I dunno. When I was little I wanted to be a doctor, but I’m not smart enough.”
“I doubt that Sara. You seem to be very smart. Not many people can raise a child alone at your age.”
“I’m not alone. My parents help me. They do everything. They paid for everything.”
“Still if you try hard enough I’m sure you can do anything you want. Especially becoming a doctor. Trust me medical school is not as hard as people make it out to be. It’s harder to get into it. Now wanna to tell me how you got the black eye?”
“Some bitch.”
Laurel was on the couch with Lexie playing Mario Kart when Sara came down.
“How does this look?” She asked her older sister gesturing to the cover up caked onto the black eye.
“Not great but better. Next time use one that is your actual skin tone.” She shook her head. “Where did you even find that tone?”
“I don’t have concealer since you seemed to have had enough acne for both of us so I took yours.” Sara shrugged.
“Are you serious! Do you know how expensive that concealer is!” She yelled jumping up and chasing Sara up the stairs before the younger blonde locked herself in the bathroom. “I am going to kill you! A black eye is going to be the least of your concern from your coffin!”
While Laurel tried to break the door down so she could break some part of Sara, Nyssa came in and started to talk to Lexie who was still playing her game.
“Why are they fighting Princess?” Nyssa asked leaning on the back of the couch.
“Mommy used Auntie Laurel’s stuff to cover for a black guy.”
“What? What do you mean cover for a black guy?”
“Last night Mommy had a black guy.” Nyssa ran up the stairs half pushing Laurel out of the way. “Sara did you cheat on me with a black guy?” This caused Sara to open the door.
“Why the hell you would think I’d cheat on you! Plus asking if it was a black guy sounds racist!”
“Lexie said you had to cover for a black guy last night when he had him. That’s why Laurel is pissed now.”
“Not a black guy.” Sara sighed, she really thought she could have kept it hidden. She went to the sink and washed the make up off. “A black eye. I had to use Laurel’s cover up and she’s pissed about it because apparently it’s expensive.” Nyssa just sighed before pulling out her wallet and taking out some cash. “Here Laurel go buy some more.” She turned back to Sara. “Who gave you the black eye.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Sara shrugged.
“No I do worry about it.” She narrowed her eyes at her girlfriend. “I was really worried about you today.”
“I’m sorry I had you worried. I had a run in with Gwen and I didn’t want you to get mad.”
“Just tell me the truth okay. No more hiding stuff. I promise not to hunt down Gwen and kill her.”
“Promise?”
“I really want to but I promise not to try and find her. But if she keeps bothering you I am allowed to hire a bodyguard and they are allowed to beat the shit out of her if the situation calls for it.”
Lexie was looking at her mother. “Mama’s birthday is soon.”
“I know sweetie.” Sara looked up from her forms. “We’re going back up to Russia to visit her family.”
“We’re going to the castle again?”
“It’s not a castle, it’s a manor. A very large manor with turrets…okay it’s a castle.” Sara sighed. “We need to renew your passport. What do you want to get Mama for her birthday?”
“I dunno.” Lexie shrugged.
“Okay we have some time before we need to get it just keep thinking about it.” Sara looked back to her papers. “What should Mommy declare as her major?”
“I dunno.” Lexie shrugged before running off for her car.
“Same.” Sara groaned. “I’m only 19 why should I have to pick what I’ll do for the rest of my life. I’m calling Nyssa, she can pick for me.” Sara noticed where Lexie was going. “Leave the stray animals alone Lex! If you keep chasing them Grandpa is throwing you in jail!” Sara liked to think she wasn’t trying to hit them just hug them. She called Nyssa.
“Hey sweetie.”
“Hey, so I have to declare my major, but I’m not sure what I want to do. So you pick.”
“Sara I can’t pick your major for you. But I can help you deicide. When you were little what did you always want to be.”
“A doctor but I’m not smart enough for that.”
“Trust me you are smart enough. Go see your academic advisor and asked them how to get you into med school.”
“Fine, I’ll call Laurel and ask her if she’ll come stay with Lexie.”
“Mom isn’t busy just drop Lexie off to her. Your education is very important.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“I love you too my future doctor.”
It was time for Nyssa’s birthday. Nyssa had said all that she wanted was a quiet day with her two favorite blondes. So Sara had planned a weekend get-a-way for the three of them.
“Any special music for this road trip?” Nyssa asked from the couch, she was not allowed to know where they were going.
“Yeah.” Sara smiled. “We have something picked out don’t worry.” Sara was doing all the packing for them.
“What are we going to do?”
“It’s a surprise Mama!” Lexie huffed, she wasn’t the best at surprises, she was too impatient for them. Nyssa just laughed pulling Lexie in for a cuddle while Sara finished up stairs.
“Whose car are we taking Sara?”
“I don’t have one so yours!” Sara called down.
“Am I driving?”
“You can’t drive when you have no idea where we’re going!”
“How long is the drive?”
“Twelve hours and forty-one minutes according to google maps.”
“So the length of flying to Russia.”
“Yeah.”
Sara was driving, Nyssa was blindfolded in the front seat so she couldn’t see the high way signs.
“Not even a hint?”
“Not even a hint.” Sara smiled glancing in the rear-view mirror so she could check on Lexie. Lexie was fast asleep head against the window. The music that was in the playlist was a mix from Panic! At the Disco, Twenty-One Pilots, Fall Out Boy, Hercules, Lion King, Wicked, Little Mermaid, the song Reflection from Mulan, and Taylor Swift, you can’t have a road trip without Taylor Swift.
“You might as well nap like Lexie, it’s going to take us awhile to get there.”
“You worry me.”
“You need it.” She laughed. “You life isn’t nearly as stressful as it needs to be, that’s why you need me. I add the healthy level of stress.” Nyssa just laughed with her.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
They finally made it to the city sign. Sara pulled over to the side of the road and gently shook Nyssa.
“Hey baby wake up, it’s time to see where we’re spending our quiet weekend.” Sara brushed a stray hair out of the way of Nyssa’s face she smiled as her girlfriend smiled back at her.
“Want to move your head so I can see the sign?” Nyssa gave Sara a simple kiss. Sara kissed her back and then went back to her seat. “Gotham? You thought the perfect city for a quiet weekend was the crime capital of the country?”
“…Dr. Quinzel said it’s nice.” Sara shrugged. “She went to Gotham U.”
“I’m sure then that it’s just given a bad reputation.” Nyssa smiled grabbing Sara’s hand. “Let’s check in to the hotel then we’ll get something to eat.”
“Sounds like a plan.” She grinned, pulling back onto the road.
The rest of Nyssa’s birthday weekend went off perfectly, no one was mugged, shot or stabbed. Once Lexie was put to bed (in her own room in the suite Sara isn’t stupid) Nyssa got her birthday sex, which mostly was her either against a wall or on the bed getting eaten out by Sara.
But summer was over now and it was September again. Lexie was going to kindergarten now.
Sara was dreading it. She had just tried to get a very excited Lexie to bed. Once Lexie was tucked in Sara went downstairs and just fell onto the loveseat.
“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked from his spot lying on the couch under Laurel.
“Lexie is starting school.” Sara frowned.
“Feeling old because your baby is growing up too fast?” Laurel asked half teasing.
“Yeah, sort of.” Oliver answered getting a weird look from Laurel. “I mean that must be what she’s feeling.” He looked over to Sara more than thankful for being such a great liar.
“It is.” Sara pulled her leg up onto the couch. “Why are you two here?”
“We just wanted a quiet night in.” Laurel shrugged.
“My parents are throwing a dinner party.” Oliver said for explanation why they were hanging in the Lance house.
“What are you watching?” Sara thought she saw Yegritte.
“Downton Abbey, we’re just starting the series.” Laurel explained. “We’re only fifteen minutes into the first episode.”
“We can start from the beginning for you.” Oliver was already picking up the remote to rewind.
“Yes please.” Sara turned her attention to the screen letting the temporary escape help ease the dread from the coming day. “I like her. You go Sybil.” Sara smiled finding her new favorite character.
When they dropped Lexie off she literally just ran in not even waving bye. Nyssa had an arm around Sara, they already met the teacher before and just wanted to leave. They made it to the car before Sara completely broke down.
“It’s okay. She’s just excited to be growing up. Just watch tonight she’ll be whining and begging to sleep with us and not just so she can watch a movie.” Nyssa wasn’t sure if she was being any help for Sara, she didn’t even believe herself.
“We’re not taking her to Disney World now.” Sara muttered before glancing at the car.
“Nope, she ruined that chance by just running in there.” Nyssa agreed. “Come on let’s go to IHOP or Denny’s. Breakfast before classes will make you better. Or we could just have sex.”
“Okay.” Sara kissed Nyssa’s cheek getting into the car.
“Okay to which one?” Nyssa asked getting in on her own side.
Nyssa was wrong.
That night Lexie didn’t even want a story. Instead she left her mothers downstairs to fume and frown.
“I know something that will cheer you guys up.” Laurel smiled from the loveseat.
“Yeah but I don’t think a new baby is going to a good idea right now.” Sara sighed.
“We should be living together before then.” Nyssa seemed to have had the same idea as Sara.
“No!” Laurel honestly didn’t know how they could both be so stupid. “Oliver asked me to move in with him. We’re starting apartment hunting tomorrow hopefully we find one before his boat trip.”
“Why would we care?” Sara rolled her eyes. “Honestly Laurel you’re terrible at cheering me up.”
“You know I only asked Santa for a puppy, not a pain in the ass.” She sneered.
“Hey I love this pain in the ass.” Nyssa mocked offense for Sara pulling her closer.
“Thank you.”
Laurel had found an apartment the day before Oliver left. With her gone it was just Sara and Lexie left to move out.
The Lances didn’t seem to care if Sara and Lexie ever left them. Sara had her classes but when she was done with them, which was never after noon, she went to Raakto industries and worked as Nyssa’s assistant. She kept meaning to google what the average salary was, she was starting to think ninety thousand a year was too much for an undergrad, no matter what Yuliya and Nyssa kept saying.
Lexie was a little trouble maker in school just like her parents. She kept getting in trouble for little things. The principle still remembered Sara (a downside to Lexie going to the same school as her parents) and kept telling Lexie not to be like her mother. Lexie would just shrug and go too late. Sara really hoped that Lexie would pick Nyssa to be like instead of her. At least Nyssa was smart…and sane.
Oliver took his family yacht and was sailing it (actually having it sailed for him) over Europe. He was currently in Amsterdam with Tommy.
“We need to go to the red light district.” Tommy spoke, still holding his breathe from his turn with the hookah.
“I promised Laurel no more cheating.” Oliver shook his head taking his turn.
“Listen Oliver, Sober Oliver isn't to blame for Drunk Oliver, just like how Drunk Oliver can't be held to Sober Oliver's promises. Both Olivers have to deal with the V.D. though so before we leave we’ll hit up a free clinic and get that free health care they brag about.”
“You’re right Tommy.” Oliver started to laugh he turned to a waiter and pulled out a wad of bills (he didn’t get their money, it wasn’t the same color like sane money was). “Get us five top class hookers.”
“Just five? You pussy.” Tommy laughed he handed his own wad to the waiter. “I’ll take eight.”
“Are we doing anything for your twentieth?” Nyssa asked wrapping Laurel’s Christmas gift.
“Nope, just staying home.” She answered. “Why did you want to do something?”
“Just spend time with you.” Nyssa was wrapping some of Lexie’s presents.
“You didn’t overboard again with our gifts right?”
“I haven’t gone overboard once.” Nyssa chided. “But I did get you a combination gift so you couldn’t say I went overboard.”
“That’s fine. Like I tell you every year you’re the only gift I need.” Sara was saving up her money to afford at least half of the rent of a good apartment.
“Mommy the toilet is acting like a fountain again!” Lexie called out from upstairs.
“So yell for Grandpa!” Sara yelled back.
“He said I’m your problem not his!”
“I’ll go see if we need to call a plumber.” Nyssa rolled her eyes.
“Oh let’s call Super Morio Brother’s Plumbing! They claim to bring crowns for a princess to save after every castle!”
“How has Nintendo not sued them?”
“They changed the a to an o so it isn’t the same.” Sara shrugged.