Fatherhood With The Rogues xD
~Firsrt Meeting~
Len Snart (Captain Cold) hated wearing Civvies. He absolutely hated it. Why? It made him feel naked without his heavy parka on and a gun in his hands. But civvies is what he had to wear today if he wanted to get beer. Stealing it would be way better then buying it, but he wasn't in the mood today to start a battle with the Flash. Too much work. Plus, he had lost the rock-paper-scissors game and was chosen to go out and buy the beer. The Rogues were only able to pitch in about twenty bucks. Which showed how broke the Rogues really were. And instead of taking up Mark Mardon's (Weather Wizard) suggestion on actually buying food instead of beer, Len said that there was enough food in the house for all of them. What Len didn't know was that the food that they had would probably last them a week. Maybe less with Jesse James's (Trickster)eating habits. He walked into the gas station that was closest to the Rogues' Safehouse and walked in. Buying the beer case and the bag of chips Jesse asked for. As he walked out, he noticed the police were surrounding the gas station. He narrowed his eyes and swore that if one cop came up to him he was gonna knock them on their asses. Len didn't do anything... Yet. But still, it had been a good two-three months since his last crime, and he's pretty sure the police had forgotten about it. He quickly walked passed to the swarming cops and walked down the sidewalk towards the Rogue's Safehouse. He expected to just walk home safe and sound without any interruptions or distractions. Well, that's what he expected anyway.
What he didn't expect, was hearing a little girl cry out from the alley way. Len stopped the second her heard that cry. He turned and looked down the alley way; his eyes peering at down to see if the little girl was down there. Nothing. Just a box, dumpster, and a whole bunch of trash. He grumbled to himself and shook his head. He might be going crazy. Then he heard it again, but this time, louder and it soon turned into a little girl crying. Len narrowed his eyes and walked down the alley way. He looked behind the dumpster; nothing. He looked IN the dumpster; nothing. He looked through the trash cans and around them, but nothing led to the crying. Nothing but the box. He walked over to the large box that was taped shut and put a hand on it. The crying was definitely coming from there. Len pulled out the keys he used to enter the Safehouse with and ripped open the tape. Len looked in the box and his eyes went wide. Inside, was a little girl. Her hair was short and a deep, shimmering red color, her eyes were a deep blue that were red and filled with tears, and she wore a white dress with matching shoes. The little girl sat on top of a white blanket with one doll in her small arms. She whimpered, then cried louder. Len didn't do good with kids, but he knew the whole reason this girl was crying was because she was scared as hell.
"Shhh," Len said as he put his finger to his lips. He peered down to see that the little girl had a note pinned to her chest. He plucked it off and read it,
"Dear Whoever,
Her name is Katalina Alonso. She's only three and her birthday is April 7th. I am her teenage mom who couldn't take care of her. So please, whoever finds this, take special care of her. Please. She needs a good family. I couldn't take care of her, but I hope you can. Whoever you are. She knows her ABC's and 123's and can say a couple of words. Please teach her and treat her good.
Love, Amy Alonso.
P.s. Please tell her when she's old enough that I loved her with all my heart. I just wasn't ready."
Len looked down at the sobbing girl and sighed, "Damnit." He reached down and picked her up.
"Doll!" Katalina cried as she pointed down in the box. There was a small doll of Wonder Woman in there. The doll she was hanging onto. Len reached down and picked it up.
He looked at her, "Kid, I think we need to talk."
Len Snart (Captain Cold) hated wearing Civvies. He absolutely hated it. Why? It made him feel naked without his heavy parka on and a gun in his hands. But civvies is what he had to wear today if he wanted to get beer. Stealing it would be way better then buying it, but he wasn't in the mood today to start a battle with the Flash. Too much work. Plus, he had lost the rock-paper-scissors game and was chosen to go out and buy the beer. The Rogues were only able to pitch in about twenty bucks. Which showed how broke the Rogues really were. And instead of taking up Mark Mardon's (Weather Wizard) suggestion on actually buying food instead of beer, Len said that there was enough food in the house for all of them. What Len didn't know was that the food that they had would probably last them a week. Maybe less with Jesse James's (Trickster)eating habits. He walked into the gas station that was closest to the Rogues' Safehouse and walked in. Buying the beer case and the bag of chips Jesse asked for. As he walked out, he noticed the police were surrounding the gas station. He narrowed his eyes and swore that if one cop came up to him he was gonna knock them on their asses. Len didn't do anything... Yet. But still, it had been a good two-three months since his last crime, and he's pretty sure the police had forgotten about it. He quickly walked passed to the swarming cops and walked down the sidewalk towards the Rogue's Safehouse. He expected to just walk home safe and sound without any interruptions or distractions. Well, that's what he expected anyway.
What he didn't expect, was hearing a little girl cry out from the alley way. Len stopped the second her heard that cry. He turned and looked down the alley way; his eyes peering at down to see if the little girl was down there. Nothing. Just a box, dumpster, and a whole bunch of trash. He grumbled to himself and shook his head. He might be going crazy. Then he heard it again, but this time, louder and it soon turned into a little girl crying. Len narrowed his eyes and walked down the alley way. He looked behind the dumpster; nothing. He looked IN the dumpster; nothing. He looked through the trash cans and around them, but nothing led to the crying. Nothing but the box. He walked over to the large box that was taped shut and put a hand on it. The crying was definitely coming from there. Len pulled out the keys he used to enter the Safehouse with and ripped open the tape. Len looked in the box and his eyes went wide. Inside, was a little girl. Her hair was short and a deep, shimmering red color, her eyes were a deep blue that were red and filled with tears, and she wore a white dress with matching shoes. The little girl sat on top of a white blanket with one doll in her small arms. She whimpered, then cried louder. Len didn't do good with kids, but he knew the whole reason this girl was crying was because she was scared as hell.
"Shhh," Len said as he put his finger to his lips. He peered down to see that the little girl had a note pinned to her chest. He plucked it off and read it,
"Dear Whoever,
Her name is Katalina Alonso. She's only three and her birthday is April 7th. I am her teenage mom who couldn't take care of her. So please, whoever finds this, take special care of her. Please. She needs a good family. I couldn't take care of her, but I hope you can. Whoever you are. She knows her ABC's and 123's and can say a couple of words. Please teach her and treat her good.
Love, Amy Alonso.
P.s. Please tell her when she's old enough that I loved her with all my heart. I just wasn't ready."
Len looked down at the sobbing girl and sighed, "Damnit." He reached down and picked her up.
"Doll!" Katalina cried as she pointed down in the box. There was a small doll of Wonder Woman in there. The doll she was hanging onto. Len reached down and picked it up.
He looked at her, "Kid, I think we need to talk."