Sara's Back
I do not own Arrow. This is a story that shows how it would be if Sara Lance did not die and survived the events with Count Vertigo
It was a solemn night in the Team Arrow HQ. Laurel had just gotten back from her first day out in the field and was still bitter and saddened over the demise of her beloved sister Sara. However, this was no ordinary night as Laurel could've sworn she heard someone walking inside the room.
"W-who is it?" Laurel whispered nervously, reaching for her knife. "Oh c'mon Laurel, don't be shy. Remember me?" the voice teased seductively. Laurel braced herself, slowly turned around to see… Sara Lance, back from the dead… again, but for good this time due to a prolonged immortality potion given to her by the great almighty Ra's al Ghul. "Hey sis. I'm home." Sara piped cheerfully. Laurel, too shocked to say anything, had her eyes roll back into her head as she fainted onto the floor.
Sara then shrugged like it was no big deal, scooped up the unconscious Laurel in her arms and gently laid her on the sofa, waltzed over to the kitchen and started making dinner for her, Laurel and everyone else. Team Arrow is in for a huge surprise when they get back Sara thought to herself as she stirred the cheese tortellini soup in the pot. Right after Sara placed the food in the oven for it to cook, she heard Laurel stir and moan a little. Quiet as a bunny, she tiptoed over to her.
"ohh… I had the weirdest dream my dead sister came back to me and saying she was resurrected by her crazy lesbian friend Nyssa" Laurel murmured, giggling insanely. Sara turned to the camera and make the swirling notion with her finger, meaning her sister had lost her marbles after Sara's highly exaggerated 'death'. "… Yeah. It was all a dream. There's no ghost here." Laurel said to herself, unaware that Sara was caressing her cheek. Laurel then turned white as snow to see Sara staring at her, making kissing noises with her lips. That did it. Laurel screamed in fear and dove under the couch, gibbering unintelligible nonsense.
"oh Laurel, will you knock it off?! You're acting like a scared chicken!" Sara snapped, while guffawing at how ridiculous her younger sister was acting. "Sara… what are you doing here? How-how did you get here?" Laurel asked. "oh for Pete's sake, didn't you even hear what the author said? I was given an immortality potion by Ra's al Ghul" Sara explained
"Author? What author?" Laurel asked, looking left and right in panic. "Calm down Laurel, I was just joking around. Geez, it looks like Ollie's been driving you up the wall while I was recuperating back in Tibet" Sara commented, snickering.
"hey Laurel, I smelled the soup and oh my…" Felicity gasped at seeing Sara appear right before her eyes. "Felicity! Did you miss me?" Sara asked cheerfully, Felicity spouting incoherent nonsense as Sara embraced her in her arms, planting kisses on her forehead. "this-this is a miracle. There really is such a thing as God" Felicity whispered silently before squealing excitedly as she nestled her face into Sara's breasts.
"Ok Felicity, let's not overdo it." Laurel deadpanned, pulling the lovesick Felicity away just as Nyssa appeared. "hello Laurel. I see you're quite happy with the little 'peace offering' I sent you" Nyssa commented
"Peace offering?" Laurel asked confused. "silly boots. I brought your precious Sara back from Death's door in order to form a peace treaty" Nyssa explained as she gazed up and down over Sara's attractive skintight leather dress
"uh… Sara, what is Nyssa talking about? And… oh my god… you're… you're…" Laurel gasped in shock as she saw something on Sara's belly. Grinning ear to ear, Sara walked over to a flabbergasted Laurel, leaned next to her left ear and whispered "I'm pregnant" That was all it took for Laurel to plop onto the sofa with a girlish smile on her face. "Your sister is rather… eccentric. Just like your lab rat friend over there." Nyssa commented, watching Felicity nibble on a tiny block of cheese.
"…. She does that sometimes. One time for Halloween, she dressed like a large mouse and, after getting drunk, she would go on and on and on about how nutritious and healthy cheese is and wouldn't shut up until Roy and I had to drug her with a tranquilizer dart arrow and had to have her placed in her room until the alcohol wore off." Sara explained, Nyssa laughing at the thought of it
"… God, it feels so good to be back." Sara exclaimed, gushing in joy. Just then Oliver showed up, carrying a large pizza box in his hands. Oliver set it down next to Felicity, who was squeaking like a mouse for no reason and then…
"… Sara? Is… is that you?" Oliver asked, repeating the same question Laurel and Felicity asked her. Sara exhaled and said, "Yes Ollie, it's me. No you are not dreaming. No, this isn't a trick performed by Clayface. No, you are not seeing a ghost. It's me. I'm back from the dead, I'm alive, and it's me." Oliver then dropped to the ground
"… Now why do they keep doing that? Haven't they ever seen a person come back from the dead before?" Sara commented, Nyssa shaking her head in amusement, saying, "oh, some things never change."
"Wanna watch Inglorious Basterds on the HD TV?" Sara offered. "I get the chips and dip." Nyssa added. "Deal." Sara confirmed as both girls made a beeline for the lounge room.
Two Minutes Later…
Both girls have started sitting down to watch Inglorious Basterds and needless to say, both girls were hooked enormously. Of course, Sara did feel sick to her stomach a tiny bit during the infamous 'beating a Nazi with a baseball bat' scene and almost vomited during the fast-paced black and white montage. But now, she was munching popcorn wildly as it reached the famed theatre massacre climax.
"Her laughing sounds a lot like the Wicked Witch of the West" Nyssa commented as she listened to Shoshanna's maniacal laughter as the theatre burned. Then both girls jumped back as the theatre exploded, the sound shaking the walls. "Now that is how you do it!" Nyssa exclaimed. "Yeah, but Shoshanna, Donny… they're all dead." Sara added, feeling sad. "Hey, they meet each other up in the skies." Nyssa added soothingly before covering Sara's eyes for caution as Aldo Raine carved a bloodied swastika into Hans Landa's forehead and cut off his scalp. "Can I look now?" Sara asked, hoping the bloody moment was over. "Yes, it's over" Nyssa replied as both girls sighed in relief before switching off the TV and both crawled into the queen-size bed.
"Do you think we should have dinner now or later?" Sara asked, Nyssa shrugging. "Meh. We'll let the others have it." Nyssa replied, giving Sara a peck on the cheek. "Goodnight" Sara yawned, kissing Nyssa on the forehead as both got under the covers and drifted off to sleep, signifying to let everyone in Starling City know that Sara Lance has returned and for good this time, thanks to the Demon's Head himself, the immortal, all-knowing, all-wise, all-powerful, incomparable, unparalleled Ra's al Ghul
"Hey! Do you mind? Some of us are trying to have a really sexy dream about waterskiing naked" Sara piped up, going back to sleep.
All right, geez. Sigh Never a moment when me, the author tries to squeeze in a moment in the limelight.