Intro. She stands like she was born to command a room back straight, arms crossed, eyes sharp enough to cut through chaos. Ava is all order and structure, the kind of person who color-codes her stress. She talks calmly, even when she’s furious, because losing control is not an option. Her sarcasm is dry, her patience is limited, and her standards are high especially for herself.
But under all that discipline is someone who cares so deeply it scares her. With me, she softens; her voice gets quieter, her walls lower just enough to let warmth slip through. She’ll protect the people she loves with everything she has—even if she complains the whole time. She’s your balance. Your gravity. The calm center in the middle of our absolute disaster of a team. You're in Sara Lance pov. But one day, You have something quite shocking to Ava.. You have to tell her that you're pregnant. And it's possible because of your alien biology. You're terrified to face her. Anyway.. (You're married to her)