A/N: We are both HUGE fans of the show. Hope you enjoy the first chapter!
Chapter 1
Oliver Queen, to any outside observer was nothing more than a spoiled rich kid who loved to party and was catching up to the world after five years ship wrecked on an island.
However though he seemed to not be much different from how he had been. Those close to him knew the man who came back was vastly different from the man who had left. Still few knew just how much.
He was The Hood as the media had named him no matter how much he disliked the name. The man who ran around putting Arrows in people who for one reason or another deserved it. He knew why and his partner John Diggle knew why, but beyond that no one.
However at the moment he was not leaping around rooftops and shooting arrows he was headed to a lunch Laurel had called him to, saying she had someone he would want to meet. . He was only going because since the Huntress issue last week he had not taken a break from being the Hood and Diggle said he needed this.
He really hoped it wouldn't get in the way like it often does though as he headed over. He found Laurel and Tommy waiting at a table for him and headed towards them not seeing anyone else. "So, he did decide to show up." Tommy said mostly joking when he came over.
"Well, I figured I had sort of gotten too busy lately a break might be good," Oliver lied easily. "You said you had someone for me to meet?" Oliver asked.
"Yes and here he comes now," Laurel said pointing behind him.
Oliver looked and saw and eighteen year old boy with black hair and green eyes. He was well built for his age and dressed in a black coat and jeans. He seemed familiar somehow. "So, you're Oliver Queen, back from the dead." The boy said.
"Yes and you are?" He said straining his mind for the boy who was so familiar.
"Martin? Martin Lance?" He asked finally recognizing him since he was 13 the last time Oliver had seen him.
The boy nodded, "Exactly."
"Wow, you grew up well," He said offering his hand.
Martin took it and said, "You look pretty good for having been marooned so recently."
"Well I have been told I clean up nicely," Oliver said.
"Well… they weren't kidding."
"Sit, Martin it's been a few years since I saw you," Laurel said smiling.
Martin nodded and took a seat. "Years?" Oliver asked confused the Lances had always been a close family.
"Yeah, after Sarah and all, Dad ran to his work Laurel went to Law School and Mom...became consumed with grief and I could not take it anymore so I went to Central city to live with my grandparents," He said.
"Oh, that is rather unfortunate."
"Yeah, well I went to where things were more stable, and I just ended up staying for all of High School, Grandpa taught me Archery...to take my mind off things… It really helped, and then I heard you had returned from the dead and you had always been nice to me so in spite of everything I decided it was time to come home and see my family, and see you for myself," He said.
"Archery, huh? Heard that's pretty difficult." Oliver chuckled helping protect his secret. "I wish I was able to do something like that."
"It's not too hard really just takes patients," Martin shrugged.
"Well… maybe you could teach me sometime." Oliver said but would of course play in off like when he was first learning.
"Sure, but we should eat first," He said smiling.
"Right," Oliver agreed with a smile.
"So, Laurel and Tommy was it?" Martin asked.
"That's right." Tommy nodded.
"Interesting, you treat her right, Tommy" Martin warned.
"Of course," Tommy nodded. "I wouldn't want to be on the wrong end of one of those arrows."
"No you really wouldn't" Martin said smirking as he read his menu.
"Martin, stop" Laurel said playfully.
"You're my sister. It's my job to protect you." Martin said glancing up at her.
"You sound like dad," She giggled.
"Is that a bad thing?" He asked.
"Sometimes," She sighed.
"Well, that doesn't make it any less true."
"I suppose," She said.
"He's right you know." Oliver said thinking about Thea.
"I suppose," She said.
"So, what have you been up to since your return anyways, Ollie?" Martin asked changing the subject.
"Oh, I'm opening a club," He said keeping it at that.
"Really?" Martin asked. "That's pretty cool."
"Yeah well trying to do something on my own" He said.
"Need any help with that?" Martin offered.
"Well, I have been looking into staff, right Tommy?" He asked.
"Yeah, why? Are you looking for a job?" Tommy asked.
"Yeah, I need to gain money somehow," He said.
"I think that could be arranged." Oliver agreed.
"Really?" He asked hopefully.
"Really," Oliver nodded.
"Thank you," He said smiling.
"You're welcome. I could use the help anyways."
"Also, do you guys know somewhere I could stay?" He asked.
"You could stay with me," Oliver suggested.
"Are you sure I don't want to impose," Martin said.
"I'm sure. There's plenty of room."
"Well okay, if you're sure," He said.
"I am." Oliver nodded.
"That's really kind of you Oliver," Laurel said grateful as with Tommy her apartment was full.
"Well, I didn't see why not to." Oliver said.
"Maybe because of that little crush I remember him having on Thea?" Tommy asked.
"You do?" Oliver asked looking over at Martin.
"I well...yeah," He said glaring at Tommy.
Tommy just shrugged and looked back at the menu. "I can't believe you never noticed," Laurel said.
"I guess I was too self-centered when I last saw him to really pay attention." Oliver said. The other three just nodded. "You didn't have to agree," He said.
"Well, it was true." Martin said.
"I know, but I am trying to change," Oliver said.
"So I hear the city has a vigilante?" Martin asked.
"Yeah, Dad's been trying to take him down." Laurel said. "Everyone's calling him 'The Hood'."
"Really? That's a dumb name," Martin said
"I thought so, too but no one has any other ideas." Oliver chuckled.
"Really though, the Hood?" He asked.
"That's what he'd always wear." Laurel shrugged.
"What we name people after their clothes now?"
"Apparently no one could think of any better ideas." Oliver said absolutely hating that name.
"Well does not stop the name from being kind of childish," Martin said.
"I am not arguing with that." Oliver said.
"Well is Green Arrow any better?" Tommy asked.
"No," Oliver said not liking that either.
"Well then he's stuck with the Hood," Laurel said.
"So, do you have bags?" Oliver asked.
"A few," Martin answered.
"Alright well follow me in your car...and I'll lead you back to my house,"
"Alright, thank you, Ollie."
"No problem," he said heading over to his bike.
Martin nodded and headed over to his car. "See you later sis," he called as they drove past.
Laurel waved as he went by. "How do you think your dad will react to where Martin is staying?" Tommy asked.
"I'm not sure." Laurel said.
"I am expecting outrage," Tommy said.
"Maybe he doesn't need to know." She said.
"Maybe not," he agreed.
"I'll make sure he won't." Laurel said. "His obsession with the Hood might make that easier."
"Obsession?" Tommy asked.
"With trying to take him down. Haven't you noticed?"
"Not really we do nothing around together," he said.
"Well, that's pretty much all he does anymore."
"He needs a hobby,"
Laurel chuckled and said, "That he does."
Meanwhile Oliver and Martin were pulling up in the queen driveway.
"You're really sure about this?" Martin asked as he got out of his car.
"Yeah it'll be fine, I will help you with your bags," Oliver said.
They the bags out and finally Martin pulled out a sleek traditional wooden long bow.
"Impressive," Oliver said as he pulled out a quiver of dark red arrows.
"Thank you, I think they're pretty nice." He said slinging his quiver over his shoulder.
"I have to agree," Oliver said leading him inside where they could hear Thea asking her mother for a convertible for her birthday. Neither of them were aware of the two men who had just entered.
"Mom, Thea," Oliver said to get their attention.
"In the living room!" His mother called.
Oliver headed there with Martin following close by. "We have a new house guest," Oliver said.
They both turned and were surprised to see Martin there. Thea did blush a bit when she did. Martin blushed as well, but kept a calm face. "You two remember Laurels little brother Martin?" He asked.
"Of course," Moira said.
"I thought you left years ago?" Thea asked.
"I did, but when Oliver came back from the dead and the news of the vigilante started coming up, I just had to see them both for myself."
"Well you are more than welcome here," Moira said smiling.
"Well, thank you, Mrs. Queens." Martin nodded.
"Please call me Moira," She said smiling as Diggle came in and over to Oliver.
"Well who's this?" He asked looking to Martin with his bow and arrows.
"This is Martin Lance, Laurel's younger brother." Oliver answered.
"Well nice to meet you Martin, but I need to barrow Oliver for a second," Diggle said.
"That's okay I can help Martin find his room," Thea said. Thea took Martin upstairs helping with his bag and to what will now be his room. "So, you're back," She said awkwardly.
"Yes I am. Ollie even offered me a job at the club he's starting."
"Really? That's nice of him," She said smiling.
"Yes it is. He certainly changed a lot on that island." Martin agreed.
"Yeah, he's a little more responsible and kind of controlling." She said rolling her eyes.
"I guess it's better than he was before." Martin shrugged.
"Depends on how you look at it." she said leading him to a spacious room with a large closet, a king sized bed, and its own bathroom.
"Wow, this is where I'll be staying?" He asked.
"Problem?" She asked smirking while setting his other bag and bow case down on his bed.
"No, it's incredible though." Martin said.
"It's just a room," She said walking over to him as he hung his quiver in the closet.
"Well, I guess to you." Martin shrugged.
"I suppose," She shrugged smiling.
"Thanks so much you guys."
"It's no trouble, I really did miss you after you left," She said.
"You did?" He asked surprised at that.
"Well yeah, you were one of my only friends back then and with Ollie and dad gone you leaving as well was hard," She said.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry to cause that."
"Well, it's not all your fault, but your back now," She said smiling and hugging him. He was surprised but returned the hug. "Not leaving any time soon?" She asked.
"Definitely not," He said.
"Good," She said stepping away from him blushing. He looked down blushing as well. "Are you okay you're sort of red," She said.
"So do you." He pointed out.
"I know that, but I have my reasons," she said.
"Which are…?" He asked blushing more.
"Well you were away for a while and you got really cute," she said smiling a little.
"Well, so did you."
"Thanks," She said smiling at the compliment.
"Actually Thea, I wanted to talk to you," He said.
"What is it?" Thea asked confused.
"When we were little I had a crush on you and seeing you again I realize I still do," He said.
"Really?" She asked blushing deeper.
"Really," He said nodding.
"Well… I think I do, too."
"Really?" He asked hopefully. She just nodded nervously. "So, where do we go from here?" He asked.
"I'm not sure." Thea said.
"Me either," He said awkwardly.
"Maybe we could try kissing."
Martin was surprised; Thea herself seemed to be surprised at the words that had come out of her mouth.
"If you want to," He said.
She somehow managed to blush even deeper. "Well… I…"
"I mean if you want..." He said.
"Um… yeah… sure…"
He walked over and pulled her close to him still very nervous, and kissed her gently. She returned the kiss though very nervous herself. It was short not overly passionate, but nice and relaxed though tongues were kept in mouths "That was nice." Martin smiled when they separated.
"Yeah it was," She said smiling.
At that moment Oliver poked his head in, "Hey Martin did you want to see the club as it is so far...did I interrupt something?" He asked noticing how close they were.
"A little bit." He said awkwardly.
"Sorry, I can come back later," He offered.
He left the room awkwardly. "So, this you and me what does this mean?" Thea asked.
"Well… maybe we should try dating."
"I would love that, I hear that Oliver is planning a Christmas Party?" Martin asked.
"That's right." Thea nodded. "It's been a while since the last one."
"Well, do you want to go with me to that?" Martin asked.
"Sure," Thea said with a small smile.
"Good so it's a date then?" He asked smiling.
Thea nodded, "It's a date."
"Good, I should go see what your brother wanted," He said.
"Right," She said and he left.
As he got close to the living room he heard Oliver and Diggle arguing. "Oliver listen, this is a big problem a copycat is the last thing you need with everything else," He said quietly.
"Copycat?" Martin asked confused.
"Oh, someone is trying to steal the style of my club," Oliver lied quickly.
"Oh, well, what did you need?"
"Tommy called and said he needs a hand helping the contractor. I wanted know if you are up for it?" He asked.
"Oh, sure." Martin agreed.
"Cool come on we'll give you a ride," Oliver said.
"Alright," Martin agreed.
"There is nothing to be done right now Diggle," Oliver said.
Diggle sighed but knew that Martin can't know the problem. "Is it that big a deal?" Martin asked.
"No," Diggle said.
"It is just a club," Oliver added then just dropped it and took him to the car.
The ride passed in mostly silent Martin could feel tension in the car. "Is something wrong?" Martin asked.
"Nothing, it's fine," Oliver said.
"Are you sure?" Martin asked again worriedly.
"Yeah, it's fine," Oliver said.
"Well… alright." He still chose to keep an eye out for trouble though.
A short while later the car came to a stop in front of an old shut down factory. "This is the place?" Martin asked.
"It needs some work I know," Oliver chuckled.
"Yes it does, but I can see the potential."
"Good, because most don't"
"They just don't understand." He said.
"Not many do,"
"Then you'll just have to prove them wrong." Martin said.
"I will," Oliver said.
Oliver led him inside to show him what he needs from him. "We just need these metal bars moved out into the dump," He said.
"Alright, I can do that." Martin agreed.
"Good, Diggle and I have to take care of some things downstairs," Oliver said.
"Okay," Martin said deciding best not to question it and went over to the pile.
He watched as they headed downstairs through a very secure door. "Seems like a little bit of overkill," Martin said referring to the door.
"Nah we keep all the supplies down here for now," Oliver said.
"Alright, I guess." Martin said though still skeptical.
"We'll be up soon," He called.
"Sounds good!" Martin called back.
They disappeared downstairs.
Marin sighed and started moving the pipes.
It took him about an hour and a half, but he did get the job done. He became conscious of the fact that Oliver and Diggle had not returned. He went over and knocked on the door but there was no answer.
"Oliver, Diggle!" He called out. There was no answer so he was honestly starting to get very worried.
"Did they ditch me?" He muttered.
The answer to that was obvious to him, yes but 'why?' is the question he was left with that and 'How was he going to get back to the Queens?'
"I'm gonna have to walk aren't I?" He sighed. "Twenty miles outside town!" He muttered. He pulled out his phone and tried calling his sister "Laurel, I'm in the Glades. Could you come get me?" He asked.
Laurel sighed figuring out exactly what happened, "I'll be right over."
"Thanks," He muttered.
"Oliver ditched you there didn't he?"
"Well...yeah," He admitted.
"Sorry, I should have warned you about that. He's been doing that a lot since he got home. No one knows where he goes though."
"And you all just accept that?" Martin asked.
"No, we usually get really mad when he does."
"That I can imagine," Martin sighed
"Yeah, I'll be right over."
"Thanks," he sighed hanging up.
A while later Laurel did arrive in her car. "Thanks sis sorry about this," Martin sighed.
"Not your fault. Just get in." Laurel sighed getting frustrated with Oliver.
"I was not expecting this," He sighed getting in.
"I'm sorry. I really should have warned you."
"It's fine, not your fault," He said.
"I'll have to have a serious talk with him when he shows up." Laurel sighed.
"No, it's fine really," He said.
"Not to me." She said.
"Fine, I can't stop you anyway." He said.
"No you can't." She said driving off.
"Oh boy," He sighed.
"Don't complain." Laurel told him.
"I said nothing," He pointed out.
"You were going to." She countered.
"Not really," He said evasively.
"Yes you were." Laurel chuckled.
"No way," he said smirking.
"Alright," She shrugged and kept driving.
She drove to the manor and was surprised when Thea came to greet Martin as they walked in. Thea frown and asked, "He ditched you?"
"Yeah and no one seems surprised by that," Martin said.
"Sorry, Martin. He's been doing that with pretty much everyone since he got back."
"That's weird," Martin said.
"I'm sure he has his reasons." Thea said passingly.
"Do you know what they are?" Laurel asked.
"No but we can't really blame him. After all, none of us know what happened on that island." Thea pointed out thinking about the scars she had seen.
"That's true," Martin said.
"Well, thank you for taking him back, Laurel." Thea said turning to her.
"No trouble, you seem happy to see him," She said.
"Well… ah…" Thea trailed awkwardly.
"What?" She asked looking at Thea.
"Well… we got together…" Thea said getting ready for what will inevitably come next.
"Really?" Laurel asked looking between them. They both nodded. "Well congratulations you two," She said smiling.
"Thanks, sis." Martin said.
"Thea, you better not hurt him," She warned.
"I know and I swear I won't."
"That's good, because I really do not want to hurt you,"
"Well, I don't want to hurt him so I guess we have a nice arrangement." Thea said.
"Same Speedy, always ready with a snappy response. I should go though," Laurel said.
"Alright, it was nice talking to you and thank you again." Thea asked.
"No problem, nice seeing you, too. Tell your brother to call me so we can chat." She said leaving.
"Do, you know a place I can shoot my bow? It's been a while," Martin said when Laurel was gone.
"A few but there's something I need to talk to you about."
"Can we talk while I shoot?" He asked not liking the look of concern on her face and he thought better while shooting
"Alright, get your bow."
So he did and followed her outback. She led him where she needed and he started to shot. "So, what's wrong?" He asked.
"I think I know why Oliver's ditching everybody."
"Okay, what do you think it is?" He asked shooting everything he aimed at perfectly.
"I think he's the vigilante."
That made Martin miss so the arrow instead of hitting the tree he had aimed at hit the ground off the mark. "Say that one more time? You think your brother is the vigilante? I mean I know he's changed Thea, but what makes you so sure?"
"Think about it, Martin. Oliver comes back from that island and pretty much immediately this guy in the hood comes out of nowhere and whenever you hear a report about the vigilante Oliver had disappeared with no clear reason, not for that long at least, not to mention that door at his club. I think that's his hide out." Thea explained.
"Well, when you say it all like that...it is suspicious. Okay I agree you may be onto something you are more observant than others give you credit for. If you are right though why tell me knowing my father is apparently obsessed with catching him," Martin asked.
"Well, I knew I could trust you not to tell him and... I guess I just had to tell someone."
"Okay, I won't tell, but maybe we should talk to Oliver?" Martin asked.
"Well, I guess."
"Maybe he'll listen," Martin said.
"Hopefully,"
"Good and I'll be right here for you," He said.
"Thank you," Thea said with a small smile.
"No problem," He said.
"We obviously have to wait until he shows back up though."
"We can do that, want to learn to shoot?" He asked.
"Sure, sounds fun."
"Good," He said smiling.
"I'm not sure I could even draw it though."
"Well maybe not mine I suppose," Martin admitted. "We could get you your own though." He offered.
"Well. I guess we could I do like to shop." She sad
"I know that." Martin chuckled.
"We take Ollie's convertible?" She asked smirking.
"Are you sure that's safe if you're right?" Martin asked mostly joking.
"Oh I think he'll be fine," she giggled.
"I meant us though."
"He'll be fine with us," She said.
"I figured. I was just kidding. Sure, we can."
"You are clearly the most fun boyfriend I have ever had." She said smiling
"Well, thank you. I like to take pride in that."
"You should I dated a teen model while you were away," She said.
"Wow," Martin said honestly impressed.
"Yeah, and a guy from the glades named Roy, but that didn't work out," She said.
"Well, he doesn't sound like much competition."
"Well, he sort of had a thing with being prettier than he was smart. That and he got arrested," She said.
"That's unfortunate."
"Well, when you steal from the wrong people that happens," Thea said.
Martin nodded, "Guess the law finally caught up with him."
"Yeah, it did I am not sure where he is now,"
"Should we just go?" Martin offered.
"Yeah probably, odds are Ollie will not be in until late," She said.
"Okay, lead the way."
She led him to the garage and a silver convertible. "Get in." She said taking the keys.
"Whoa, I thought I was driving?" He asked.
"I said no such thing."
"I just assumed so," He said.
"Well, you know what they say about assuming." Thea said getting into the driver's seat.
"It makes an ass out of u and me?" He asked.
"Exactly, so stop complaining and get in."
"Alright," He chuckled.
A few days later it was time for the Christmas Party. "I can't believe he has avoided us both," Thea said dressed in a form fitting red dress.
"Well, because of that it certainly seems like you were right though."
"Told you so," She smirked.
"We just need to find a way to talk to him." Martin said thinking.
"There has to be," She said.
"I know. We just have to find it."
"Well any ideas?" Martin sighed and shook his head. "Well he is dodging us both," She said.
"Think he knows we know?"
"No, I think he knows we want to talk to him though," She said.
"Do you have any ideas?" Martin asked her.
"Not really we could try and get him tonight," She said.
"I guess. Hopefully we can."
"Me too, ready?" She asked looking over him in his black suit and offered him her arm which he took.
Staying that way, the headed out to the main foyer to find it packed with well-dressed people. "Nice turn out. Almost like the old days." Martin said.
"Almost," She sighed.
"I know." He sighed and held her close.
She leaned into him as they walked downstairs.
The party passed in predictable boring fashion until they noticed Oliver was gone. "He'll be okay." Martin said hopefully.
"I don't know," She said nervously.
"He's handled himself fine this long hasn't he?"
"Yeah, mostly," She said.
"Then he'll be fine."
"I hope so," She said.
"Maybe we could look into any reports if that makes you feel any better." Martin suggested making sure only Thea could hear.
"We can try." She said.
"Do you think we should?" Martin asked.
"We can check the local news. She said.
He nodded and they headed back to Thea's room. She turned on the TV and gasped. Right when she turned it on Oliver had glided in through the window. "There he goes," Martin said.
"I know where that is." Thea said and took off without really thinking fully.
"Thea wait!" Martin said chasing after her. Thea didn't stop though and just kept running. "Thea, it's dangerous!" He called as she ran to the garage.
"I don't care!" She said getting in the convertible.
He jumped in after her as she sped away. "Thea, you could die!" Martin pointed out as he quickly got his seatbelt on.
"So could Oliver!" She said.
"What if you were wrong though?"
"I don't think I am," she said. Martin stopped trying to reason with her realizing it was futile as she sped through the streets. "Just trust me I know what I'm doing," She said.
"Okay, I do trust you." Martin said.
"Good," She said stopping near a warehouse out of police sight.
She got out of the car and broke into a sprint. "No, you are not going in there," He said.
"Yes I am and you're not going to stop me."
"Yes I am. In there is a Killer and you going in there would only distract him," Martin said. Thea didn't listen though and went running in.
A black arrow just missed her head. She looked up to where her brother, as the Hood, and The Dark Archer were battling.
"Stay down!" Martin said making her duck down.
"You insane you know that?" Martin snapped at her.
"I am worried about my brother,"
In the middle of his fight Oliver had spotted them. His slip in focus caused him to just barely avoid a black arrow. He had completely dodged that one but two more hit him in the back taking Oliver down but not out.
The Dark Archer ran over and began kicking him. "No!" Thea gasped ripping the arrow that almost hit her out of the wall and going after the Dark Archer.
Before she could be seen Oliver grabbed the man's foot and twisted so he fell face first into metal bars and was knocked out.
Thea was by Oliver's side just before he passed out himself. "We need get him out," Martin said.
Thea nodded and took off the hood completely and wiped off the black eye shade confirming undeniably that she was right. "He needs a doctor and there a lot more hospitals that will take in Oliver than the Hood."
"Right, help me get him up." Thea said getting her arms under his shoulders.
Martin picked him up by the feet and moved him to outside where they ran into Diggle who looked at Oliver who was currently unrecognizable as the Hood in just the pants surprised to see the two of them carrying him out. "Care to explain?" He asked.
"When getting arrested and an assassin are not a concern sure," Thea said.
"In the meantime Oliver needs to get to a hospital." She added.
"Right," He nodded grabbing Oliver's gear and leading them out.
"I have the convertible. We could take him in that." Thea suggested.
"Yeah, but we need a cover story," Diggle said.
"Motorcycle accident?" Thea pithed.
"And we were following him," Martin added.
"That should work." Diggle thought and the got Oliver into the convertible and his gear in the trunk.
"He needs a normal shirt," Martin said.
"Do either of you happen to have one to spare?" Thea asked.
"Yeah I have his clothes," Diggle said.
"Good, get them on him." Thea ordered. Diggle and Martin changed him while she drove them.
They arrived at the hospital a while late with Oliver completely as Oliver. She honked the horn and they wheeled Oliver in as Diggle turned questioningly to them. "Come on, Diggle. It wasn't that hard to figure out." Thea said. "I'm more observant than people give me credit for."
"So you figured it out?" He asked looking to her.
"Yes I did. That's why I was there in the first place. I guess Martin was right that I shouldn't have actually gone into the warehouse though."
"No you should not have you could have died!" Diggle said.
"So could have Oliver!" Thea said just as she had with Martin.
"True, but he would not want you dying Thea, however your right he has had too many close calls lately,"
"I just wanted to help." Thea sighed. "I worry about him you know."
"I know you do, but no offense being on the front line with him is not for you," Diggle said.
"Yeah, I guess that was really stupid of me."
"It was, but now he knows that you both know I'm sure you'll each be a part of this somehow," Diggle said.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, that is likely what Oliver is thinking, though I am not sure how each of you will be a part of this,"
"I guess we'll just have to wait for him to wake up and see." Thea said sadly.
"He'll be okay," Diggle said.
"Two arrows to the back, there's a lot they might have hit." She pointed out.
"We pulled the arrows out and there was nothing too bad," Martin said.
"Are you sure?" She asked him.
"Yeah some blood, but not anymore than expected,"
"I guess." Thea said drawing in a breath.
"We should call your mother and Walter," Martin said.
"Right," She said pulling out the cellphone and dialing Moira.
"You really believe we are a part of this now?" Martin asked.
"Yes I do." Diggle nodded.
"Well that could be interesting,"
"Yes it could. You two obviously can't tell anyone though." Diggle added seriously.
"Of course," he said.
"Especially not your father," Diggle sighed.
"Oh right," Martin sighed.
"Think you can handle it?" Diggle asked trying to consider an alternative if he isn't.
"I think we can," Martin said.
"Well, that part isn't up for negotiation."
"We can do it," Martin said.
"Alright, good," Diggle said as Thea finished on the phone.
"They will be here quick as they can," She said.
"Alright, good," Martin sighed. "Let's go inside then," They nodded and headed into Oliver's hospital room.
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