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Anxious

Platonic! Sara Lance x Fem!Reader

Warning: panicking, anxiety, robots

Summary: After a mission, you’re pretty shaken up. But Mother Hen Sara Lance is pretty good at helping out.

Requested by @tailah-haderson-gilbert

Prompts:

2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

18. “What’s the matter, sweetie?”

50. “This is girl talk, so leave.”

64. “Here, take my blanket.”

68. “Run for it!”

i love sara lance. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

Being part of the Legends was something you loved. You loved getting to save the day—no matter the time period—and you had some great teammates that were really like family to you. You were somewhat young so most of them definitely worried, maybe a little too much, for your safety but you spent your whole life using your telekinesis to get out of danger and it was no different. 

But sometimes things did get rough. 

You were laying on your bed, staring up at the blank ceiling as you recalled your latest mission. You only remembered so much.

You didn’t know what year it was exactly but the androids you were fighting were advanced enough to frighten you. You had just taken one out when other had knocked you to the floor. “Hey!” You exclaimed, propping yourself up on your elbows.

You jutted out a hand, intending to send the android flying back but it didn’t happen. Your telekinesis had faltered and you were helpless. You glanced to your side and saw most of your teammates struggling like you. 

You scrambled back, panic beginning to take over when you heard Sara call out, “Run for it!” 

Your memory was foggy after that point. From what you could remember, you had gotten knocked out. You just remembered waking up in the med bay and that was it.

You blinked the memory away, trying to do the same with your panicked feelings. After a few minutes, it seemed useless and you were just feeled with dread. You got to your feet and shuffled out of your room.

Sara had told you if you never needed anything to come to her and now seemed like as good a time as any. You peered into her room, knocking softly against the doorframe. “Y/N?” she asked, looking up from the book she’d been reading.

“We need to talk,” you sighed, rubbing your forearm, “well, can we? I guess?”

Sara looked at you worriedly. “What’s the matter, sweetie?” she asked as she moved aside so she wasn’t laying out on her bed anymore.

You stepped further in, taking seat down beside her. “I couldn’t relax. I was going to take a nap but, that wasn’t working,” you explained to her with a lackluster shrug.

“Gideon checked you out, you should be fine.”

“I am, I just...keeping thinking about our last mission,” you sighed. “Those androids and my powers malfunctioning and I was just so panicked! I froze! I was helpless, and they were getting closer and-“

“Hey, hey, calm down.” Sara cooed, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder as you had begun to hyperventilate. “They can’t hurt you anymore.”

“It’s not even that, I just...don’t want them to happen again. My powers have always been so uncontrollable yet I’ve always relied on them. What happens if they act like that again or somehow I lose them? Even temporarily?” You were visibly stressed and Sara could tell as she comfortingly rubbed your back, hoping to help calm you.

“You’re not alone you know. We may be a little dysfunctional-“ You chuckled lightly. “But we’re here for you and don’t think for a second we wouldn’t be there to help you.”

“Still I just-“

“You know, training you to fight is something I can do,” Sara announced, causing you to shoot her a glance. “Maybe it’d be useful.”

“You mean I could be a badass like THE Sara Lance?” You questioned, laughing ever so slightly. Sara playfully rolled her eyes just as you both heard the sound of someone knocking on the doorframe of the room.

“Is everything alright?” Ray asked, probably having heard you both from down the hall. You nodded slowly, giving him a smile.

“This is girl talk, so leave,” Sara told him, prompting him to quickly take the hint and head off, apologizing as he went. You both laughed it off before Sara extended the blanket she had at the edge of her bed out towards you. “Here, take my blanket.” You raised an eyebrow. “You can sleep here tonight, maybe it’ll help keep you calm. I’ve got a book to read anyway.”

You smiled in response as she got to her feet and flopped down into an open desk chair she had, reopening her book. She gave you a nod as you stretched out on her bed, pulling the blanket it over you and letting out a somewhat content sigh.

You still felt anxious about it all but less so. Sara was right. You were apart of a team and if Sara was going to teach you how to fight, things wouldn’t be so bad.

Plus her blanket was really soft.