A/N: There will be spoilers for Arrow's season 6 finale "Life Sentence" so you have been warned. The idea came to me when it was revealed that Legends of Tomorrow would address the death of Quentin, but only in a small capacity and most of Sara's grief will take place prior to Season 4 of Legends of Tomorrow. Now, onto the story. I hope you all enjoy it.

Nate, Ray, Mick and Zari were on a mission while Sara was in her room on the Waverider when her phone rang, so she answered it.

"Hello" Sara said.

"Sara Lance?" a woman's voice asked.

Sara was taken aback by the all-too familiar voice on the other end.

"Laurel?" Sara asked.

"Not exactly" Laurel said.

"Of course" Sara said.

Sara put the pieces together. Felicity had warned her about her deceased sister's doppelgänger running around Star City, but she never expected to hear from her.

"What's going on?" Sara asked.

"You need to come to Star City right away" Laurel said. "It's your father. He's been shot."

Sara felt weak as she sat down at the foot of the bed.

"Wh…What?" Sara managed to choke out. "Is he?"

"He's alive" Laurel said. "But."

"Of course" Sara said. "I'll be there as fast as possible."

Sara ended the call and ran out of her room.

"Gideon, plot a course for Star City: May 17, 2018" Sara said. "I'm taking the jump ship. Ray is in charge while I'm gone."

"Yes Captain" Gideon said.

Sara boarded the jump ship and it launched away from the Waverider heading for Star City.

At Starling General Hospital, Laurel was pacing the hallways when the doors opened and Sara walked in. She had one thing on her mind. Seeing her father. But, she practically stopped in her tracks when she saw Laurel standing there. Hearing her voice was one thing, but seeing the woman who was the spitting image of her deceased sister standing in front of her was something entirely different.

"Thank you for coming" Laurel said.

"How is he?" Sara asked.

"In surgery" Laurel said. "The doctors, they're optimistic, but I thought you should probably be here."

"Thank you" Sara said.

There was a moment of awkwardness.

"This is probably really strange for you, right?" Laurel said.

"A little" Sara confessed. "Are you, um, are you like my Laurel?"

"Hardly at all" Laurel confessed.

Sara couldn't help but stare.

Meanwhile, in the waiting room, Rene, John, Dinah, Curtis, Oliver and Felicity were patiently waiting for news on Quentin.

"How long is this going to take?" Rene asked, getting off the chair.

"How many times are you going to ask that?" Dinah asked.

"As many times as it takes to find out how long it's going to take" Rene said, frustrated.

Everyone was clearly becoming anxious when Agent Watson walked over to them. Everyone looked at her with confusion.

"Mr. Queen" Agent Watson said. "It's time."

"Time for what?" Felicity asked. "What is she talking about?"

"I'm sorry that I haven't explained this to everyone" Oliver said. "Hasn't been any time."

"There wasn't time to explain what?" Felicity asked.

The other FBI agent handcuffed Oliver, which sent everyone into defensive mode.

"You're arresting us?" Rene asked.

"What the hell are you doing?" Felicity asked, panicked.

"I thought you said we had immunity!" Rene shouted.

"You do" Agent Watson said. "Thanks to him."

"Oh my God" Felicity said, realizing what Oliver did.

"It was the only way" Oliver sighed.

"No, it was not the only way" Felicity said, angrily. "There are a million other ways."

"The judge threw out his case" Dinah said. "You can't do this."

"I can" Agent Watson said. "It's Federal."

"Federal" Dinah said.

"The bureau's going to stay in Star City until Diaz is brought in" Agent Watson said. "But only if Oliver agreed to turn himself in."

Everyone was freaking out as Agent Watson was trying to walk Oliver away when Sara and Laurel walked over to them.

"What the hell is going on here?" Sara asked.

The door opened.

"Wait a minute" John pleaded. "Just wait."

Dr. Schwartz walked over to them.

"How's Quentin?" Oliver asked.

"Mayor Lance seized during the procedure" Dr. Schwartz said, somberly. "The surgeons worked to revive him. They did everything they could, but his brain was deprived of oxygen for seven minutes."

Everyone braced for the horrible confession.

"He's gone" Dr. Schwartz said. "I'm very sorry."

Everyone was in shock.

"Unfortunately, this doesn't change our agreement" Agent Watson said.

"Mm-hmm" Oliver said, fighting back tears.

Oliver turned to Sara.

"I'm so sorry, Sara" Oliver said. "All of you, please take care of each other."

Oliver followed Agent Watson as they walked away. Sara turned to Felicity and cried on her shoulder while everyone else processed everything that happened.

A few minutes later, Laurel walked into Quentin's hospital room and looked at him laying in the bed. Laurel took his hand in hers.

"You were one of the only people who believed there was good in me" Laurel said. "And I know that it was because you wanted me to be the Laurel you lost, but even when I gave you plenty of reasons to give up on me, you never did. Thank you. And I'm sorry. If I hadn't gotten involved with Diaz and then dragged you into the mess, you would still be alive. I will make you a promise. I know that I can never live up to the legacy of your Laurel Lance, but I will try to live up to what you wanted me to be. What you believed I could be."

Sara opened the door to see Laurel standing there next to Quentin. Laurel turned around and saw Sara standing there.

"I'm sorry" Laurel said. "I just wanted to say goodbye. I'll leave you alone."

"Please stay" Sara said.

"I don't want to intrude" Laurel said.

"You're not" Sara said. "I'm not sure I can do this alone."

"If that's what you want, then I'll stay" Laurel said.

Sara didn't move from the doorway, so Laurel walked over to her.

"I can't do this" Sara said, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I can't say goodbye."

"You're not alone" Laurel said.

Sara walked over to Quentin's bedside as Laurel stood in the corner and watched Sara take Quentin's hand in hers. Tears were streaming down both Sara and Laurel's cheeks.

"I love you" Sara whispered.

Sara felt like she was paralyzed, so Laurel walked over to her and put her hand on Sara's shoulder without saying a word. After all, there was nothing she could say to make any of this better.

A few hours later, Sara stood outside Quentin's apartment with the bag of his personal effects. She pulled the key out of her pocket and opened the front door. Her heart sank as she stepped into the empty apartment. She sat on the couch and pulled his wallet out of the bag and opened it to see a picture of her and Laurel and then she broke down in tears. Sara pulled out her cell phone and looked at the contacts to see Ava's name there. She thought about calling her, but decided against it.

"How do I do this, daddy?" Sara asked, tears streaming down her cheeks. "How do I go on?"

Sara lay down on the couch, holding the picture close to her heart, and watched the hands on the clock move.