Sarah opened her eyes to find herself in a white room. She couldn't remember how she got there, or what had happened after she had deactivated the bomb.
As she tried to sit up, she felt a wave of pain wash over her. She looked down and saw that she was covered in bandages. She realized that she had been badly injured in the explosion.
Sarah was in a hospital room, surrounded by machines and monitors. She tried to remember what had happened, but her memory was foggy. She knew that she had stopped the bomb, but she didn't know what had happened after that.
Suddenly, the door to her room opened, and in walked her teammates from the Justice League. They were all smiling, but Sarah could see the worry and concern in their eyes.
They told her that the bomb had been neutralized, and that she had saved the city. But they also told her that she had been in a coma for the past week, and that her injuries were severe.
Sarah listened to their words, and a sense of relief washed over her. She had done what she had set out to do, and she had saved the lives of countless people. But she also knew that the cost of heroism was high.
Her teammates stayed with her for a while, telling her about their adventures and sharing stories from their past missions. Sarah listened intently, feeling grateful for their company.
As the days passed, Sarah's injuries began to heal, and she started to feel stronger. Her teammates visited her every day, bringing her gifts and keeping her company.
Sarah knew that she had a long road ahead of her, but she also knew that she was not alone. She had her teammates, her friends, and the knowledge that she had made a difference in the world.
As she looked out the window, Sarah saw the sun rising over the city. She knew that a new dawn was coming, and that she had played a part in making it possible.