Hunting Bird [Season - 1]

Summary: A bird who was hunted by her past tries to live present. However, when presents falls apart and past is the only thing that keeps her seine. What will she do? Will she live her present or fight the past? Join Dinah Laurel Lance on her quest for answers that has never been given.

Pairing: Oliver Queen [Dinah Laurel Lance X OC] OC.

Rated: M. Greener: Romances & Friendship.

[O/S:]

PILOT_

It was a fine morning; people were working with as much as joy they could make themselves to feel. The new semester was starting in the school and most of the students were looking forward to their new school. However, not a little girl, she was upset to live her family behind but wasn't live with grandmamma. Nevertheless, she wanted her dad to bring her at first day of her middle school. He was not here to so.

"Hey! Why are you crying?" a sudden Russian accent voice called the said little girl.

"Me?" she looked up to the warm brown haired boy who was taller than she was.

"Yes you." He said softly and his silver eyes where twinkling, "What's your name?"

"I can't tale you." She stated, "Daddy says, never tell a stranger you name."

"Well your dad seems like a wise man." He nodded understanding, "Though if I give you my name then I won't be stranger to you, will I? And don't cry"

"No you won't." She brushed her tears from her chubby cheek then smiled at him.

"All right I'll go first." He stated and moved forward his hand and laid it in the air for hand shack, "Hallo Miss. My name is Hayden Salazar and I'm a 3rd year student at middle school. And who're you might be?" he curtsied.

"Oh hallo kind Sir!" she played along with him; she shook his hand and gave him a very toothy grin, "I'm Dinah Laurel Lance from 1st year at middle school. It is nice to meat you."

"Well the pleaser is all mines, Dinah."

"Are you sure you want her there when you tell your parent's about the wedding?" He asked the question again while fixing his shirt.

"Yes I want her there, Olli." She said while giving chest kiss to her lover, "Sooner or later she will find out so it will be best if we tell her and be done with it."

"Ok! Sara." He said and went out of the room soon followed by her and get inside the car that drove them to towards the Lance resident.

It has been six month since Laurel had thrown Sara out of house, six month since Oliver and Sara had shared that faithful night together. After that night, they did not wanted to be apart from each other hence they had decided to marry each other. It was soon and it was not the time for them to tie knots but then when was right time for them. With their hectic life, it was imposable to know when they will die and waiting for the right time was a false hope for a better future that they could never have.

They knew there would be objection from both side of the parents but they did not care. It was their life and their parents were not aware of the dabble life they lead therefore they had no place to say in this. Then there was Laurel, god knows how awkward it be to tell her that he was marrying her sister. However, he had to tell and he knew it was for the best. It was time that the three of them moved on with their lives. Oliver is talking the first step by marrying Sara and he wanted Laurel to find someone who will love her and who would teach her to love again, also get her out of her addiction problem.

When Sara and he entered the Lance house both Mr. and Mrs. Lance were seatting on the couch and were chatting with each other while Laurel was looking outside the window, a glass of wine in her hand.

Quentin and Mrs. Lance stood up when Sara and Oliver entered the room and greeted them. However, Laurel never once looked at them; she stood by the widow. If she wasn't sipping her wine occasionally people would have thought she was a statue.

"Mr. Lance we are here to tell you something." Oliver was the first one to say anything after seatting down on one of the couch right opposeate of Sara's parents. Sara sat beside him, her hand on his. Mr. Lance looked at them with suspicious as an awkward silence fell in the room. "Sara and I" he glanced at Sara then at her parents "we are getting married." He finished with a sigh and was stunned to see that their eyes were coming out of their socket.

"What! No" Quentin jumped out of his seat scramming. "Dad, don't shout." Sara said calmly "we both want this." That got Quentin to shut up and Mrs. Lance chipped "Oh my second daughter is getting married first." With that, she also got out of the bed and hugged Sara.

In all this, no one except Oliver noticed Laurel slipping out of the house.

Mrs. Lance had forced them stay for diner. She and Sara had cocked diner while Quentin and Oliver had sat on the family room awkwardly.

"So when do you plan on having the wedding?" Mrs. Lance had asked them when the desert was served.

"The next month." Sara answered, "I know it's soon but you know how much we had went through its only seems the right time to get marry." It was white lie to say that it was the right time.

"So do you want my wedding dress?" Mrs. Lance asked but before anyone could reply, the doorbell rang.

Quentin opened the only to come face to face with a woman he had never seen. She was around Laurel's age with zed black hair and blue eyes and medium height.

"Hello." She was the first one to say, "I'm looking for Dinah Lance?"

Quentin was surprised to see a young woman looking for his ex-wife but he still called her and she came only for the woman to say, "No I wasn't looking for her." She pointed Mrs. Lance, "You must be her mother but I was actually looking Dinah Laurel Lance, I guess you call her Laurel." She stated thoughtfully.

"Yes we do!" Mrs. Lance said clearly shocked to see this woman asking for her daughter in here, "But who are you and what do you want from her?"

"Oh I'm an old friend, we hadn't contacted each other in a long time." she screeched her head sheepishly, soon Oliver and Sara joined the crowed and was surprised to see her as well since they never remember meeting her with Laurel, "Where are my manners!" she exclaimed, "Hallo my name is Maya Salazar. Will you be kind enough to let me see Dinah?"

"Oh she don't live here, she has her one place. I'll give you the address." And with that Quentin left the new viseator. He was really in daze, he didn't remember anyone calling Laurel by her first name was still alive and the list was very small, so where did she come from? This woman even gave them her name so he will run the date base to see who she really is.

Maya left with Laurel's address. Oliver kept looking at the road she had droved on. For some reason Maya gave him an uncomfortable felling, felling like she was taking away a part of him with her and he might never have it back.

Laurel threw the last flower vase in the wall. She was not angry she was furious. Her dad had literally dragged her to his house and had made her hear Oliver telling her parents that he was marrying Sara. He had chosen Sara instead of Laurel.

Today was so not her day. First thing when she woke up in the morning she was greeted by a god-awful snitch and found out, she hadn't thrown out her garbage for three days and it had rotten so she had left her apartment to get rid of that. In addition, after taking a lung full of polluted but alcohol free air she got inside the apartment only to realize that she was out of Vodka. Then she had to get outside again, to the downtown to get another bottle. That's when the heel of her shoo broke and she could not manage to get a cab.

Then her dad had found her in the middle of the road with bottle of alcohol in hand limping on the street. He had convinced her that he would take her home; instead, he had taken her to his home where he and her mother had very tearfully made her stay until Oliver and Sara had came and un-ceremonially stated that they were engaged to be married.

That was the time she had slipped out of the house and never looked back. She didn't know why but she felt relieved to hear it from them and not from some TV gossip. Nevertheless, at the same time she felt her heart was breaking all over again and that let her to destroy her all the flower vases.

"Wow the rumors are true." A female voice started Laurel, and the first question that came to her mind was how the person got in? And dame, Laurel remembered with irritation that she had forgot lock the door on her way in the apartment.

With masked fear laurel looked behind her to see who was this person that has came hurt her and was stunned to see the familiar black hair-blue eyed woman, "Ma..Maya?" she chocked as fresh stream of tears come out of her eyes.

"OH Dinah!" Maya moved forward and hugged Laurel with completion and Laurel started cry in her arms, "Oh I'd been hearing things about and I so wanted to come and see you." she was also trying to not cry.

"Oh Maya! Why didn't you come early?" Laurel sobbed, "I couldn't fix my life at all."

"I heard and believe me Laurel I tried to come, tried to contact you any way I can but people were watching us and when they stopped, you were not in a poseation to take us in your life so we stayed away. But we kept tabs on you." She explained.

Laurel was surprised to hear that her old friend kept tabs on her and she was grateful for that. "Then have people stopped watching? And why are you here after all this year?" dryly came out of her mouth before thinking.

"I know you're angry with me for never showing up but before you go bully stick on me you need to listen carefully." Maya said warily searching Laurel's eye for otherwise. After seeing that Laurel was not going to do anything funny she sighed in self-assurance and making Laurel seat on nearest couch, she also sat beside her and made eye contact with her. "Few days ago a bunch of FBI officer found an international fugitive near Mexico border, he was pretty sick and badly bitten so they had to take him to the Dallas Hospital and the FBI also had contacted the Interpol believing the fugitive might be one of Interpol's."

"And you're telling me all this because?" Laurel was not sure if she should be angry or confused right now.

She's not going to make this easy, is she? Maya thought with another sigh and the covered Laurel's hands with her owns as if she was going break any moment, "Dinah, the fugitive is Rain." Laurel found herself breathless as soon as Maya said those words.

Oliver kept pressing the doorbell but there was no one at the door. Where is she? Oliver did not like the situation. He wanted to live as soon as this Maya Salazar person left the Lance resident but who knows why, Mrs. Lance insisted them to stay for another two hours. Though as soon as he and Sara got out of the house, Sara said she would go back to the base and he should check on Laurel.

After Maya had left, Oliver didn't miss both Sara and Quentin had same look of felling suspicious. He would be lire if he said he wasn't suspicious about this woman who came out of nowhere and declared herself to be one of Laurel's old friend. Oliver didn't remember ever meeting anyone name Maya at high school and Quentin didn't recognize her ether that was evidence that she was not collage friend. Then who was she?

Oliver stopped ringing the bell and decided that Laurel was not at her home. So he dialed Felicity's number, "Are you still at the base?" was his first question.

"Yes I'm, I was just talking to Sara. Is everything alright?" she asked.

"No, Laurel's not at her apartment. I need you to track her phone." He got outside the building.

"Got it!" he heard some sounds of clicking, and then she said again with fear, "Oh Oliver you're not going to like this."

"Where is she?" he had the dreaded felling he has whenever Laurel is kidnaped.

"Outside Sterling city." Felicity replied hurriedly then she kept clicking, "Oh no, she turned off her phone. How are we going to find her?"

"I'll look for her. Is Sara still there?" he asked. Upon Felicity's affirmative reply he asked Sara to see if Quentin knew anything at all then he also droved outside the city.

"Hey dad." Laurel had been calling her dad but he wasn't picking up his phone so she decided to live a voice a massage, "You might be asleep. I umm..." she side glanced at Maya who also glanced at her for a moment while driving the car, "I'm living Sterling city for a while and I'm not sure when I'll be back. So... I'll see you when I get back."

It had been half an hour since Maya and Laurel had left the city but with the speed they were going she was sure they would reach Dallas by morning and she knew her family could never reach her or take back to Sterling now.

When Maya had told her that Rain was in Dallas, she had felt like someone knocked the air out of her body. It had been so long since she had seen Rain and meeting him again, she was not sure what she really felt about it. A small part of her wanted someone form Sterling city to come after her and make her go back to her apartment to lose herself into the past that she had left behind long ago. However, the big part of her was dying to get out of that city of betrayal and never look back just like she had done in the past. Then there was Rain, she wanted to see him one last time and her long lost friends as well.

So when Maya had asked her if she wanted go to Dallas, Laurel couldn't do anything but agree. Maya had offered to clean the broken glass while she had packed her things. Then they had set out on Maya's car. Maya had already booked tickets in plane for two in case Laurel wanted to go there as soon she heard news. So no need for canceling them.

"You know you should have told you dad that you were going with me." Maya said after Laurel had put down her friend, Laurel looked at her confusingly, "I mean I went to your dad for you address. It would have satisfied him if he knew it was me." Her expression was innocent.

Laurel was dumbfounded at first by her words but when she realized what Maya said, "Are you an idiot? Why did you go to my dad? Did you tell him your name?" she shouted.

"Sesh..." Maya rubbed her ear with one hand, "Yea! I went to you to your dad, met your family and I think Oliver Queen was also there whom I have seen on TV..." she babbled a little as she glanced at Laurel's glairing face, "What! I wanted your address."

"You said you kept tabs on me then how come you didn't know my address?" Laurel frowned, "Are you up to something, Maya?"

"Of course not." She replied in a soft tone, "I just wanted see that sister of yours who was still alive." She pursued her lips.

"And for that you went to see my family." She was annoyed, "Did you tell anything about your name."

"Yea I had to say unless they wouldn't give me your address." She said in an undertone, "I wanted make sure my info was right."

"Well then we are not going by the plane." Laurel looked in front of her than at Maya who looked at her puzzlingly, "Look with my dad and Oliver knowing your name they might try to track you down in order to find if you're really my friend or if you are a kidnaper." She sighed and turned off her phone, "While the whole plane thing might prove that you didn't kidnap me it will also give them you true identification."

Maya nodded in agreement then with a sly grin she said, "You know in public eye I'm just a bilinear housewife and in all my documents there is no black mark except..." she stopped.

"And I don't want them to know about what happened after that." Laurel looked away she didn't wanted really talk about that black mark, not when she still had to duel on the fact that if by going to see Rain will be a good thing or a bad thing. **************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

It was a dull morning and the lessons were not going insides the student's head. The teacher who was reading a science book aloud so the student could here had stopped reading when he sensed the student's boredom. He looked around the room and sighed in defeat.

"You know you should really concentrate in your studies." He called out to his students who were almost drooling from laziness. "This is your last year of middle school and the syllabuses are tough. If you don't study from the beginning you will never make to a good high school."

"Oh! Come on Sir don't scare us like that." One of student with beautiful black hair and blue eyes said with naked irritation, "Today is just too boring for study."

"Well, Miss Maya," the teacher glared at Maya "Then why don't you just live this class and "Chill out" outside the school." He even air coated his words.

Maya huffed and sat down on her chair muttering, "Can't chill out 'till I reach the High school." After seatting for almost 30 seconds, she started to poke the blond hair girl in front of her.

"What?" the girl in front asked with irritation while looking at the teacher who was reading his book aloud, to himself.

"When're we supposing to meat Hayden, Dinah?" Maya asked in low voice.

"In the lunch hour when you'll not be busy rebelling against the teachers." Was Dinah's sarcastic reply.

"Huh! Alright, no need to be so prickly about it." Maya said when she heard the very loud sound.

"Was that a gun shot?" Dinah was shock she was well aware of the sound due to her dad being a cop.

Soon the students were running everywhere in panic after hearing a couple rounds of gun shoot. Dinah and Maya ran to, out of the middle school building and inside the high school building, from where the shooting sound was coming. When they got inside the building their vision were blurred by fog and dust. The both coughed for few minutes and tried to breathe in.

"What the hell happened here?" both Dinah and Maya cried in unison.

"Dinah, Maya what the hell are you to doing here?" a sudden male voice made the girls jump in startle. The both looked behind, "Hayden!" they both cried and hugged him together.

"Yes me." He said hugging bakes both of the girls, "What are you two doing here?"

"We heard..." the girls explained what they were doing there in babbling manner, also kept asking of the reason of this "shooting in school" and they did not stop until the heard a shoot at a close range.

"Look, this is not time nor the place for explanation." He said while looking around with causations, "tell you what why don't you both hide in some place safe until the police comes." And not giving them a chance to say anything he dragged both of them to the nearest janitor closet and shoved them in there. He glanced one last time at them then closed door and walked away.

"Did you see he was limping?" Dinah asked Maya, trying her best not to cry.

[E/S: I still...-Backstreet Boys]

A/N: For those who didn't understand the first and the last two incident of this chapter, those incident's Dinah Laurel Lance's some past incident in Flashback just like the Arrow. Since in Arrow, Laurel has still not became Black Canary I had decided to write my own version of Black Canary. I'm planning on making it a trilogy but I'll just go with the flow for now. I hope you like and live Reviews.