Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do NOT own 'Arrow' or anything from the DC Universe and CW!
A/N: After such a long hiatus, I am finally back again! I would like to sincerely thank those whom have waited patiently for this fanfic to be updated and reviewed/favourite it etc. In particular, I would like to thank 'Destiny Changer' for regularly urging me to continue while still having an immeasurable amount of patience. Now, on with the story…
Tommy stared down at the beautifully-framed picture of a smiling Queen and who seemed to be a blonde, Future-Laurel whose arms were wrapped lovingly around a cute toddler with dirty-blond hair and eyes that were so like his best friend's eyes. However, Tommy noticed how the toddler's eyes were so innocent, sopure, and were not tainted by experiences of Hell that Oliver had to go through on that dreadful island – the island which had stolen his best friend and replaced him with a murderous vigilante who put arrows through people.
[Tommy]: But only into people who deserve those arrows.
Tommy sighed sadly, because no matter how many times one part of his mind convinced him that Oliver Queen was a cold-blooded murderer, the other part of him remembered all the cherished memories between the two 'brothers'. This was the side of Tommy which knew that – deep down – Oliver was actually doing some good in Starling City by cleaning up some crime (albeit through unorthodox methods).
Of course, Tommy was still more than angry at Oliver for not telling the truth, he felt betrayed and abandoned – even more so than when his father had left him alone for two years after his mother, Rebecca, had died twenty years ago.
"Tommy!" Oliver called out from outside the Queen Mansion, which effectively snapped Tommy out of his conflicting thoughts.
"Alright, I'm coming!" Tommy shouted back, giving one last glance at the framed picture of the happy couple, before heading outside to have a 'chat' with both Oliver and Laurel.
Queen stared sympathetically with a sad smile gracing his lips as a clearly nervous and upset Tommy walked over to Oliver and Laurel. Yet, as well as feeling sadness and the urge to hug his best friend, Queen suddenly felt the almost-uncontrollable rage towards Tommy, which had wanted him to punch the Merlyn bastard in the face!
Yet, the rage was almost immediately replaced with grieve at seeing Tommy once again after so many years, as the memory of the dying Tommy resurfaced in Queen's mind. On that terrible night, Queen could not save his 'brother' – the brother who had actually forgiven him, when it should have been the other way around instead.
"What the hell?" Queen groaned in frustration at the sudden conflict of emotions waging war against each other.
It was while he was staring at Tommy walking to Oliver and Laurel, did Queen's memory of Tommy's death begin to 'flicker' and momentarily be replaced by the memory of the Dark Archer. However, the memory flicker was so brief that Queen deemed it as nothing. Yet, that flicker of one of his saddest memories caused Queen to involuntarily shiver as the Dark Archer did not give off the vibe Malcolm Merlyn had. In fact, this Dark Archer felt almost… familiar.
"I'm sorry, Tommy." Queen shook his head and closed his eyes. He then opened them again with a determined look. "But I promise you that I will fix this, and you will be alive."
"I'm sorry, Tommy," Oliver apologized sincerely, while choosing his words carefully. "I should have told you the truth-"
"-but you didn't. Why?" Tommy asked with betrayal evident in his voice. "You didn't tell me – your brother in everything but blood – anything about who are you now."
"He's right, Oliver," Laurel agreed with a slight edge to her voice, as she narrowed her eyes at Oliver. It was unfair to both her and Tommy that Oliver was keeping such potentially dangerous secrets from them – even if Oliver would say something along the lines of 'keeping them safe'.
"You kept the truth from the people you love and care about the most: Thea, your mom, Tommy, and me. Tommy and I have every right to be furious to you."
Tommy smiled in gratitude to his Laurel for backing him up. At least he wasn't the only one who felt betrayed.
"I wanted to keep you save," Oliver said quietly and added with emphasis: "All of you. The life I live now…"
Laurel resisted the strong urge to punch Oliver in the face for ever thinking that any of them would need protecting, and yet both Tommy and Laurel somewhat understood why Oliver would think that this was a valid reason to justify not telling the truth – especially with what happened with Cyrus Vanch.
"Yeah, but-" Tommy was about to say, but was unexpectedly cut off by Laurel.
"We know, Oliver, and we're all grateful for the fact that you wanted to keep us out of danger. But we are all grown-ups who can take of ourselves."
Oliver was about to object by mentioning Cyrus Vanch, when Tommy cut him off with a rather dark look on his best friend's face.
"But the fact you didn't want to tell us the truth isn't what bothered me the most, it's the fact that… were you ever going to tell me?" Tommy questioned, despite the fact that he knew what answer was coming from a light year away.
Oliver pondered briefly on what Tommy had asked, but in the end he shook his head which made Tommy take a deep breath to relax, before the latter turned on his heel and headed back to the mansion without turning back once or even noticing Queen walk past them and over to Oliver and Laurel.
"He'll come around," Queen reassured them gently, although this eased neither Oliver nor Laurel, so instead Queen tried another tactic. "Come on. Let's call the others back and continue watching."
Oliver nodded numbly in agreement, while Queen gathered everyone (except Sara) back into the sitting room.
"Wait, where's Sara?" Laurel asked worryingly. After all, she didn't want to lose her sister again.
"I think that she's upstairs," Ollie shrugged, before he resumed his conversation with Thea about the five years he would miss, just as Sara clambered down the stairs into the sitting room wearing less-revealing clothing.
"Now that everyone's here, let's continue," Queen said happily and pressed 'Play' again.
It is now the early morning. Oliver is in his bedroom and takes out his green, wooden rectangular box with Chinese symbols on it from the bottom of his bed. He then opens it using a secret combination and then takes out a small, moleskin notebook.
The next scene shows someone using a credit card to pile up an unknown white powder (presumably roxicontin).
"Thea!" Ollie exclaimed angrily at the fact that his baby sister was taking drugs, while Robert looked more disappointed. "Why the hell are you doing drugs? Even I don't do drugs!"
Thea glared at Ollie for what firstly thought was for his hypocrisy, when she realized that Ollie was indeed telling the truth – he may have regularly gotten drunk and partied too much, but Thea had never seen Ollie do any drugs whatsoever. This made Thea bow her head in shame, as her eyes started to water.
"Thea," Robert began, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder and titled her chin up to face him. "What were you thinking by doing drugs? Was it because of… me?"
At this, Thea nodded numbly and bit her lip to prevent the repressed emotions within her from bursting out.
"And Ollie, too," Thea sniffed softly, causing both Queen and Oliver to look guilty. "I was all alone, even with Mom, and I just couldn't-"
Before Thea knew it, Ollie had already wrapped his arms around his Speedy and stroked her hair comfortingly as she wept. It was this side of Ollie that made Laurel smile at the display of brotherly affection which had only quadrupled once Oliver had returned from the island. It was the side Oliver Queen which made Dinah Laurel Lance love him even more.
[Laurel]: Wait, what? I do NOT love, Oliver. I love Tommy.
There was something about saying these words, even in her own mind, that made Laurel feel somewhat conflicted with how she really felt for the man who captured and then smashed her heart.
"Do you still do drugs?" Robert questioned seriously, and was relieved to see Thea shake her head. "Because your brother and I trust you with our hearts, Thea, and we don't want to see you get hurt because of an addiction."
Despite the situation, Thea scoffed and remembered the 'oh-so-pleasant' consequences of taking Vertigo.
"We mean it, Thea," Ollie said in a serious tone which could only belong to both Oliver and Queen, who had both decided to let their younger self deal with such a situation. "It would… kill me to see you get hurt."
Thea nodded shakily, and then motioned Queen to resume the episode.
"Where did you get these?" Thea asks in curiosity to her female friend.
"Yes, where did you get those?" Robert questioned suspiciously. He was going to use his 'contacts' to track whoever sold drugs to Thea.
A knock on the door startles Thea and her friend. As a result, the friend hastily hides the uncrushed pills inside her pocket, whilst Thea quickly disposes of the powder.
"Hmm!" Oliver groaned in disapproval. He knew something was fishy when he had entered Thea's room that day, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Ollie!"
"No-one's called me that in a while, Speedy," Oliver walks up to the two young women.
"Ugh, worst nickname ever," Thea remarks with a sigh.
"I don't know, I still think Canary is a pretty bad nickname," Laurel joked and was glad to see that Thea had chuckled softly. However, everyone in the room was startled when Queen suddenly burst out laughing.
"Future inside joke," Queen explained to everyone but gave Laurel a tender, loving smile which did not go unnoticed by Tommy, who curled his hands into fists.
"What? Always chasing me as a kid, I thought it fit pretty well," Oliver smiles slightly. "Maybe it still does."
Once the friend leaves with a smirk on her face, Oliver takes something out of his pocket: an arrowhead.
"I have something for you."
"You did NOT come back from a deserted island with a souvenir," Thea snorts in disbelief.
"I came back with many things, Speedy," Oliver teased lightly. "Unfortunately, most of them aren't your traditional souvenirs."
"It's a Hozen. In Buddhism, it symbolizes reconnecting," Oliver explains. "I kept it, in hopes that one day it would reconnect me with you."
"You sure know how to charm a girl, Ollie," Sara smiled lovingly to Ollie, only to notice him staring regrettably at Laurel and frown.
Oliver gives the Hozen to Thea who smiles at the heartfelt gesture.
"I still have it with me," Thea remarked happily, and took out the Hozen from her back-pocket. "Always."
Oliver smiled warmly.
"A rock. That is… sweet. You know I want one of those t-shirts that says: 'My friend was a castaway, and all I got was this crappy shirt,'" Tommy jokes with a wide grin, after he enters Thea's bedroom.
"I think I actually have that shirt now," Queen half-joked with a soft smile towards Tommy, who was confused at why Queen was treating him with such kindness now. "Thea gave it to me a few Christmases ago."
"Don't let him get you into too much trouble. You just got back. Take it slow," Thea gently warns Oliver and somewhat to Tommy before the two head out.
"Notice how hot your sister's gotten?" Tommy remarks while pointing in Thea's direction, when he notices Oliver's protective look. "Because I have not."
Everyone burst out laughing, except for Tommy and Thea, who were both turning red.
"Oh, Tommy," Laurel giggled, shaking her head.
"It's not funny!" Oliver growled, although it was obviously half-hearted.
The next scene shows Tommy driving Oliver in his silver SLR McLaren and cruising through the fog-shroud streets.
"Your funeral blew," Tommy informs Oliver who gives him a sideways glance and a 'trying' smile.
"Got lucky?"
"Fish in a barrel," Tommy sniggers and continues: "They were so sad and huggy, and I'm counting on another target-rich environment for your 'Welcome Home' bash."
Oliver gives him a bemused look.
"My what?"
"You came back from the dead, Oliver!" Thea exclaimed in disbelief that Oliver did not seem care in the slightest. "Of course you deserved a party!"
"You came back from the dead!" Tommy exclaimed, for he sounded slightly surprised that Oliver was not making such a deal out of the situation. "This calls for a party. You tell me where and when, I'll take care of everything."
"You always do, Tommy," Ollie grinned, but frowned when Tommy only shrugged back. "Okay…"
However, Oliver is not paying attention, for his focus is drawn to a homeless skid area of the town covered with various graffiti and boarded-up windows.
"This city's gone to crap," Tommy comments with a shake of his head.
Robert bowed his head in shame. After all, it was partly his fault that the poverty in Starling City had risen and caused the knock-on effect of an increasing crime rate.
"Your dad sold his factory just in time. Why'd you want to drive through this neighborhood anyway?"
Oliver stares in a seemingly absent-minded manner at the old Queen Industrial Inc. factory.
"No reason."
"So what'd you miss the most? Steaks at the Palm? Drinks at The Station?" Tommy grins. "Meaningless sex?"
"Laurel," Oliver answers with a somber tone in his voice.
Laurel's eyes widened, before she gave Oliver an appreciative and somewhat guilty smile.
"It's fine, Laurel," Oliver reassured her, as if reading Laurel's mind. "You even apologized later at the club, remember?"
Sara was confused as to what Oliver and Laurel were referring to, and it seemed as if she wasn't alone, because everyone else besides Tommy felt the same way.
"Everyone is happy you're alive. And you want to see the one person who isn't?"
"I think I know why," Ollie stated glumly and gazed directly into Laurel's eyes. "I'm so sorry."
"Laurel! Just got this from Hunt's lawyers – they filed a change of venue. We are now in front of Judge Grell," Johanna informs Laurel as they walk.
"Hunt funded Grell's re-election campaign – he's got Grell in his back-pocket."
"Just like every other rich bastard!" Thea snorted with her arms folded across her chest and muttered under her breath: "I'm glad he's dead!"
Unfortunately, this did not go unheard by Robert, who wondered whether Thea was referring to either Hunt or Grell.
"Y'know, it's fun being you friend. I can say I told you so… a lot!" Johanna smirks, although Laurel is still confident.
"This Hunt guy is NOT smarter than Laurel!" Ollie snorted, since Laurel was the smartest girl that he knew, but turned slightly red in embarrassment when he realized that everyone else had heard him. "What, it's true!"
"Yeah, it is," Sara agreed and added jokingly: "Even though I got the better looks, Laurel got all the brains!"
"Jo, Adam Hunt is not smarter than me."
"See!" Ollie said, pointing his finger to the screen, which earned him laughter from everyone else – even Tommy.
"No; he's just richer and more willing to commit felonies," Johanna argues.
"He still died in the end," Thea muttered harshly under her breath.
"We don't need to go outside the law-" Laurel begins, but Johanna finishes as if having said it multiple times already.
"-to find justice. Your dad's favorite jingle."
The Lance sisters rolled their eyes. They had learned of Quentin Lance's 'jingle' about the law before they had even learned multiplication! However, Sara still smiled at the hope that maybe Quentin had not been changed too much by Sara's death.
Laurel smiles at Johanna as the latter disappears someplace else. Unfortunately for Laurel, her smile disappears as well when she spots Oliver.
"Hello, Laurel."
"You really know how to make things awkward, dude," Tommy commented with a smirk, which made Queen feel glad that Tommy was beginning to act more like his usual self.
Oliver and Laurel are now walking side-by-side past a coffee shop.
"You went to law school," Oliver states with a more than just a hint of pride in his voice. "Just like you said you would."
"Congrats, sis!" Sara cheered and hugged Laurel. "Now, you can do what you do best: kick ass!"
Laurel rolled her eyes, but she grinned nonetheless. If they could change things for the better, then maybe she and Sara could have more sisterly moments like these.
"You will, Laurel," Queen told her confidently, as if reading Laurel's mind.
"Yeah," Laurel says coolly. "Everyone's proud."
"Especially me," Sara pointed out and playfully punched Laurel on the shoulder.
"Adam Hunt's a heavy hitter. Are you sure you want to get in the ring with him?" Oliver asks with concern.
"Five years, and you want to talk about Adam Hunt?" Laurel remarks with even more coolness in her voice, to which Oliver shakes his head.
"Not really."
"Why are you here, Ollie?" Laurel questions in a suspicious and somewhat accusing manner.
"Geez, Laurel, could you be a bit less cold?" Sara glared disapprovingly, but all three Oliver's shook their heads and simultaneously spoke.
"She has every right to act like this."
"To apologize," Oliver says and gulps slightly. "It was my fault. It wanted to ask you not to blame her."
"I don't – not really, anyway," Laurel sighed, causing Sara's eyes to soften. "You only did things that I did when I was your age."
"For what? Falling under your spell?" Laurel states and adds with hardened eyes: "How could I possibly blame her for the things I did?"
"I never meant-" Oliver begins, but Laurel cuts him off.
"She was my sister!" Laurel says with growing anger. "I couldn't be angry, because she was dead! I couldn't grieve, because I was so angry! That's what happens when your sister dies screwing your ex-boyfriend!"
"That was too harsh!" Thea hissed angrily and abruptly stood up from the couch to charge at Laurel, only to have Oliver in the way.
"Sit down, Thea," Oliver warned cautiously. "She's already apologized, and I've already forgiven her. Please…"
It took a minute or two for Thea to sit back down, although Thea was now glaring ferociously at Laurel, who tried to remain unfazed.
These words cause a tense silence to fall upon Oliver and Laurel, but it only lasts for a brief moment and ends when Laurel continues.
"We buried an empty coffin." Laurel says steely. "Because her body was at the bottom of the ocean where YOU left her."
"Yeah, because Ollie could have definitely swam to the bottom of the ocean to retrieve my body," Sara huffed with her voice dripping in sarcasm.
At this statement, Oliver looks both ashamed and guilt-ridden, as it seems as if he is imagining Sara's body at the bottom of the ocean like Laurel said.
"It should've been you," Laurel comments coldly.
"Thea," Oliver and Queen warned simultaneously, judging by how much Thea looked as if she wanted to beat Laurel into submission… or at least try.
"I know… it's too late to say this, but I'm sorry," Oliver apologizes after taking a moment to compose himself.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, too." Laurel frowns in anger. "I'd hoped you rot in Hell a whole lot longer than five years."
"Sorry," Laurel apologized again while not willing to look at any of the Oliver's.
Laurel walks away, leaving Oliver standing by himself, and goes past the waiting Tommy.
"How did you think that was going to go, Tommy?"
"About like that."
"I honestly couldn't have imagined it going any other way," Tommy admitted sheepishly.
"Okay, so we took care of that – good call – now, we can make up for lost time," Tommy explains to Oliver, who doesn't seem to care as much.
Just as Tommy was about to suggest trying something besides fish, a blue van suddenly comes rushing into the garage and grinds to an abrupt halt in front of them.
Everyone in the room – besides those who were there at the time – narrowed their eyes in suspicion and felt terrified as to what was going to happen to the two.
After stopping, two people wearing crimson skull masks and carrying dart guns shoot at Tommy first, sending the bachelor to the ground unconscious. Oliver, despite trying to catch the dart, also falls to the ground after Tommy.
"I was too slow," Oliver murmured through gritted teeth.
"Hey!" a garbage man calls out to the masked assailants.
[Queen]: I could have saved that man from being shot.
Unfortunately, a third masked individual kills the garbage man with an automatic submachine gun, while Oliver tries desperately to stay conscious but failing to do so.
"No!" everyone in the room exclaimed in a mixture of shock and anger.
"I hope those pieces of scum get what they deserve!" Robert growled furiously. If only he could have more time to right his wrongs…
A flashback scene then begins to take place with Oliver, Robert, and one of the boat crew on a lifeboat.
"Here, son, drink!" Robert yells to Oliver, and gives him some water.
"What the hell are you doing!?" the crewman exclaims in outrage and disbelief. "That's all we got!"
"He's my son!" Robert stated proudly and placed a hand on Ollie's shoulder. "Of course, I'm going to make sure he lives."
Ollie knew that he should feel grateful for how much Robert cared for him, but a question stirred at the back of his mind: was this the reason why Oliver had lived and his father had died?
"If anyone's gonna make it outta here, it's going to be him!" Robert gazes guiltily at Oliver, who drinks the water with shaky hands. "I'm so sorry; I thought I'd have more time!"
"I'm not the man you think I am!
[Queen & Oliver]: You are much more.
"I didn't build our city; I failed it, and I wasn't the only one!"
"Wait, what do you mean?" Thea asked, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion at Robert. "How could you have possibly-?"
"It'll be explained later on, Thea," Queen stated with a small smile.
"Mr Queen! Mr Queen!" the voice of one of the masked individuals shouts which causes Oliver to regain consciousness on the chair he is currently on. The masked man then waves a taser in front of the groggy Oliver and briefly activates it.
"Don't you dare touch him!" Robert growled furiously, while everyone else glared hatefully at the masked assailant with the taser.
Yet, Tommy instead paled, as he briefly remembered somewhat regaining consciousness, but at least he wasn't tortured by the masked assailants like Oliver had obviously been. It made Tommy feel like an even worse 'best' friend.
"Did your father survive that accident?"
Oliver glances at Tommy, who is lying down on his stomach and is still unconscious.
"I ask the questions; you give me the answers," the masked man threatens, while Oliver surveys the dark room and realizes that his hands are zip-cuffed to the back of the chair.
The masked man tasers Oliver in the chest, and makes him to yell it out in pain.
At that moment, all the anger Thea felt towards Laurel seemed to be redirected to the masked assailant who she wanted to suffer terribly, and she wasn't the only one.
Robert Queen was barely containing the rage inside of him, while Laurel was considering whether or not to even break some of the rules to see this man suffer for harming her friend, and Sara was wondering if her father would be able to 'interrogate' these masked men like Quentin did with that bastard who tried to hurt their mother when Sara was only five.
"Did he make it to the island? Did he tell you anything?"
Despite having been tasered once already, Oliver does not answer, which causes him to be tasered again.
"Yes, he did," Oliver says at last, while his breathing returns to normal again.
"What did he tell you, Mr Queen?" the masked man interrogates and leaned in slightly, only to receive a dark glare from Oliver.
"He told me I'm gonna to kill you."
Queen and Oliver smirked, as they remembered how arrogant the masked assailant, while Ollie's eyes widened in a mixture of terror and awe at how threatening his future self was.
"But you're zip-cuffed to that chair!" Ollie pointed out in disbelief, and everyone else nodded their heads in agreement.
How in hell did Oliver get out of this mess?
At this remark, the masked men chuckle darkly and arrogantly.
"You're delusional," the masked man says arrogantly. "You're zip-cuffed to that chair."
However, just as the masked man had said this, Oliver reveals his freed hands.
"What the f-?" Ollie almost swore, yet Thea beat him to it rather loudly.
Everyone then gasped at what they saw TV-Oliver do next.
"Not anymore."
At almost superhuman speeds, Oliver dodges a swing from the masked man, flips up the chair into his hands, uses it to block another punch from the same masked man and pushes the now-broken chair onto the masked man. After that, Oliver grabs the taser off of a masked man, uses it to electrocute him, and then punches him unconscious – only to be quickly used as a human shield from the rapid gunfire of the last masked man, prompting the masked man to hastily flee.
"That was-" Laurel began in shock, but was cut off by Ollie.
"-fucking awesome!"
"Yeah, that was unbelievably skilled of you, Oliver," Robert remarked in an impressed tone of voice, having not reprimanded Ollie of his language, and stared at Oliver in a different light. "You really did change on that island."
Oliver gulped. He did not want his father to see him as someone unrecognizable, and Oliver certainly didn't want Robert to stare in disgust at him like he was your everyday murderer. No; Oliver Queen wanted his father to see him like Robert had always seen him as – his son, and it seemed as if Robert had read Oliver's mind.
"It doesn't change anything, son," Robert reassured lovingly. "You are still the son I raised, even if you can take down armed assailants with relative ease. Remember that."
It took a huge amount of self-restraint for Oliver not to cry at the fact that Robert still accepted him as his son. Oliver hoped that it would stay that way, while they watched the rest of the episodes.
"Thanks, dad," Oliver decided to say and turned to face Tommy and Laurel. "Listen, I-"
"You don't have to apologize, Oliver," Laurel told him and added: "You did what you had to do albeit in quite a violent manner."
Despite the situation, Oliver cracked a small, grateful smile towards Laurel, who smiled back.
"So, it was you," Tommy started in realization. "I didn't imagine it then."
"No, you didn't!" Queen glared with some venom in his eyes which unnerved Tommy, who was wondering why Queen was acting so two-faced.
"Sorry; what I meant to say was… thanks," Tommy apologized hastily to Oliver and Queen. "Thanks for saving my life as well."
Queen furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. What the hell had just happened to make him feel so much animosity towards Tommy?
Oliver momentarily checks for Tommy's pulse, before he rushes to pursue the masked man. Unbeknownst to Oliver, Tommy's eyes flicker open as soon as the former leaves and swiftly climbs up a staircase to avoid the gunfire of the masked man.
"Cool," Sara commented in a mixture of awe and fear.
The masked man is now outside running for dear life, while Oliver jumps above a metal beam and rolls expertly down onto another roof in hot pursuit. Luckily, Oliver manages to successfully dodge all the bullets fired at him when he slides down the roof and caroms off the wall onto the ground. Oliver then sharply turns a corner, with his face like a predator, and runs across the roof of a labyrinth containing shipped containers and stacked pallets while simultaneously avoiding multiple gunfire.
"You should try out for the Olympics," Thea joked in an attempt to lighten up the atmosphere.
Unfortunately, it did not work.
Unfortunately for the unmasked gunman, his magazine becomes empty and desperately tries to reload another one, just in time for Oliver to swing by on a chain and capture the gunman in a constricting back-hold.
"You're gonna kill him," Robert said, although his voice showed no sympathy for the now-unarmed gunman at Oliver's mercy.
"I know he captured me and all, but still-" Ollie said awkwardly, but Queen interrupted him.
"It was kill or be killed. If I had let that man go free, he would have used any available chance to kill me."
Everyone besides Oliver shivered at how Queen had explained his/Oliver's decision to kill the remaining gunman, despite knowing that – deep down – it was the right thing to do in terms of survival. However, Tommy was still severely conflicted.
"You killed that man," Oliver remarks coldly, as the unarmed gunman pleads by saying that Oliver doesn't have to do this.
"I guess sometimes you do," Laurel sighed, for she could see where Oliver was coming from by killing the gunman.
"Yes, I do. No-one can know my secret."
In one swift execution, Oliver easily snaps the gunman's spine and carelessly drops the dead man to the ground.
Just as Queen had paused the television, Thea jumped involuntarily in her seat and cringed at the sound of the gunman's spine breaking. It reminded her of when Ollie used to steal some cookies for her and split them in two.
[Thea]: He's still your big brother. Nothing will ever change that!
"You okay, Speedy?" Queen asked, which snapped Thea out of her thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Thea replied and then smiled reassuringly. "Really, I am."
"Good, because we are about to have two more guests appearing right about… now."
It was at that moment when a disgruntled Quentin Lance suddenly appeared out of thin air alongside an alert John Diggle.
"Mr Queen, what's going on?" Diggle questioned, with his gun at the ready, when he noticed that there were three Oliver Queens in the room. "What in the world…?"
"Sara?" Quentin gasped at the sight of his deceased daughter. "How are you…?"
"I think we need another break to explain some things," Queen suggested rather brightly, despite the situation. "Besides, I think some of us have some catching up to do."
A/N: I hope you guys like the fact that I added Diggle and Quentin to watch the show and what's up with Queen? Sorry if this chapter is kind of short, but since I most likely won't be able to write that much this week, I might as well get this chapter up. If you want to read more to find out what happens next, don't forget to keep reviewing ANY of my fanfics!
P.S: The characters should be finished watching the pilot in the next chapter.