Full Summary: When Sara Lance is finally free to leave the League of Assassins, it is not without conditions. The most important of which is: Canary should stay far away from Green Arrow or else she will bring the Demon's wrath on her city. Enter Felicity who is banned from Team Arrow activities due to her pregnancy. She reminds Sara of a time where she used to protect the city without the help of Green Arrow and that it is time to do so again. Yet the two of them are not enough - what good is finding criminals and putting them down if you can't put them away? - Good thing they know a certain District Attorney who can help.
Individually, they are known as Canary, Devorah and Athena - but together they are the "Birds of Prey"
A/N: Hi there guys! So I've been trying to avoid writing a multi-chapter fic because I am super duper bad when it comes to regular updates. But this fandom broke me.
I give you a Birds of Prey AU set in the future, in a universe where season 3 of Arrow doesn't exist, everything else up to season 3 is business as usual. But considering it takes a good few years from present day, there will be liberties taken on my part.
Enjoy, and let me know what you think, how I did and if you'd be interested in more.
"So what you're saying is, you're not affiliated with the League, but you can't act against them either?" Felicity asked between bits of her deep dish veggie pizza.
Sara nodded mutely before taking a sip of her soda. She looked up at Felicity then and smiled, if somewhat sadly. "Yup." she took another sip."That was the deal and the only way Ra's is going to let me live. According to him, I know too much for them to let me roam free, but on the other hand killing me would seem like a waste of resources," she paused and let out a humorless chuckle "His words, not mine."
Felicity rolled her eyes at that. "Sounds like a premium human being to me."
The next couple of minutes passed in silence, with both women focusing on their food.
"So what are you going to do now?" Felicity asked.
Sara shrugged nonchalantly, but Felicity could tell she was bothered by her inactivity. She knew Sara's type. She had one at home and she was currently mad at him, because Oliver had decided to lock her out of the Foundry (using her own security against her, too!) ever since they found out she was pregnant. Needless to say, he was sleeping in the guest bedroom.
Felicity knew Sara needed to be out there, that she needed to make a difference, because frankly, so did Felicity. While she was nowhere near Sara's orbit of martial arts mastery, over the years - out of precaution and pure necessity - she'd learned to hold her own. She could normally handle things until Oliver and the boys got there.
"You know, I remember a time where this kickass woman in black roamed the streets at night and kicked criminal ass" Felicity observed, in her best attempt to sound casual.
Sara laughed at that, her friend was too obvious. "What are you thinking, Brainy Smurf?"
Felicity grimaced at the nickname Sara had given her during a drunken night out about 5 years ago.
"I'm not sure I want to tell you now, Tweety." she huffed.
Sara smiled indulgently at her "Yes, you do. You're practically doing your best impression of Barry from when he's vibrating through walls." she pointed at her friend who was indeed bouncing slightly in her seat.
Felicity remained silent for a couple of moments more, just to spite Sara.
"Since both our schedules are suddenly lighter - "
Sara cut her off before she could finish "Felicity, no. I have no desire to be on the receiving end of Oliver's wrath. I'm not taking you with me!" she stated, crossing her arms over her chest.
Felicity frowned, "Who said anything about taking me with you?" she exclaimed "I was going to say that you'd be out there kicking bad guy butt like you know and love and I'd be here, in the office doing what I do best. I know I'm crazy for choosing to fight crime for a living rather the nine to five job, but I'm notthat crazy!"
"You're cute." Sara chuckled and then proceeded to dodge a piece of crust Felicity threw at her.
"You're funny." Felicity retorted.
Sara winked at her and took a bite of her pizza.
"I was thinking I could do for you what I do for Oliver, only from home, so this way you win because someone always has your back, I win because I'm not going to go insane all day doing nothing and Oliver wins because I'm not on Arrow duty." Felicity smirked and raised her glass of red grape juice (the closest thing she could have to actual wine) at Sara.
Sara laughed again. "That's a technicallity if I've ever heard one."
Felicity shrugged. "He should have specified. My life my choice."
Sara's expression sobered up. "It could still be dangerous, you know, I won't be able to live with myself if anything happened to you or my niece."
Felicity smiled softly at her friend and reached to take her hand. "We'll take every precaution and anyone who wants to hack our network will see that the signal is coming smack in the middle of the Gobi desert."
Sara opened her mouth to reply, but Felicity cut her off before she could say anything. "We'll use code names only. No personal information. Strictly business and that's that. You'll be Canary, obviously, and you can call me Devorah." Felicity said with the tiniest hint of pride in her voice.
Sara could tell she's been itching to let that gem out for a while now. "Why Devorah?" she asked.
"Devorah the Seer is a really strong woman in the Bible. I thought it was fitting what with me being Jewish as well as acting as your eyes and ears. Kind of like an oracle." Felicity explained.
Sara smiled, trust Felicity to put sentimental value into codenames.
"I was thinking about Artemis, mostly because it would fit our cause of protecting people and because ironically enough she's the goddess of childbirth, but then I figured someone might decide I work with Green Arrow and Co. and take his beef with me out on them." Felicity rambled.
"Devorah it is." Sara nodded, pushing her now empty plate away.
"You're the one who gets to tell Oliver though," Sara added causally after a moment.
Felicity balked "Why me?!"
"One, this thing is your idea. Two, you're the only one who can handle his tantrums. Three, I'm not the one who can bribe him with copious amounts of sex and then casually mention it between orgasms."
"That's actually not a bad idea," Felicity nodded with a chuckle. "So you're in, we're going to do this?" she asked.
"I'm in."
A/N: Thank you very much, to anyone who gave this a try. I have an idea of where I'm going with this in my mind and I hope you'll like it. I'll let you know about update schedules and such once the month is over (it's pretty hectic right now). To those of you who came here for Laurel - she's coming, just hang in there. We've just set up the scene, the fun is yet to be had. Please let me know how you liked the story.
~Anna
