Laurel frowned as she glanced at the clock once more and realized she still had another hour left before she got off. She rubbed her eyes as she tried to concentrate on her case but she just couldn't. She quickly glanced at the picture of her and Oliver she had on her desk, it was a picture of them on their first day and she couldn't help but smile every time she looked at it.

Laurel was broken out of her thoughts when she heard a knock on her door followed by Oliver walking in.

"Oliver hi," Laurel said as she pushed her paperwork aside.

"Hope I'm not bothering you," Oliver said as he took a seat across from the assistant DA.

"Not at all, what's up?"

"I came to see how you were doing?" Oliver asked gently.

"With what exactly?" Laurel shot back.

"With Sara being back," Oliver began.

"With knowing that the sister I thought was dead for five years suddenly isn't?" Laurel snapped.

"Look this is hard for her," Oliver tried to explain.

"Hard for her?!" Laurel all but screamed as she tried to remain calm. "I thought she was dead," Laurel said as tears welled up in her eyes.

"It was hard to talk," Oliver defended her.

"Why do you always defend her?!" Laurel demanded as she stood up and crossed over towards the front of her desk to sit.

"Because I know what she went through," Oliver said as his eyes seemed glazed over as if he was remembering.

"She never talks about it," Laurel said with a frown.

"It's hard to, "Oliver said with a sign.

"Look I know you two went through hell, but I doesn't make it any easier on the rest of us. I loved you so much," Laurel said as she tried not to look at the man in front of her.

"I know," Oliver whispered as he looked away ashamed.

"Why her?" Laurel asked.

"Laurel please can we not do this?" Oliver asked as he stood up.

"You cheated on me with my sister and I cried over the both of you for six damn years thinking you were dead you owe me!" Laurel yelled.

"I was a horrible person Laurel and I'm sorry," Oliver said defeated as he sank back down in the chair.

"I was so scared," Laurel whispered as she also sank back down in her chair.

"I'm sorry," Oliver whispered.

"Did you ever even love me?" Laurel asked broken.

Oliver looked up at her tears welled in his eyes, "I never stopped."

Laurel gave him a small smile, "I wish that were true."

Oliver looked hurt as he stood up, "I should let you get back to work."

"Yeah," Laurel said as she pretended to be busy.

Oliver cast one last glance in her direction before turning and closing the door behind him.

Laurel threw her paperwork to the side as she looked up at the door, she knew she was a little hard on him but it hurt like hell when she found out about him and her sister.

"Knock Knock," Lance said as he entered Laurel's office with a smile.

"Hey daddy," Laurel mumbled as she gave him a tight smile.

"What's with the greeting young lady?" Lance joked as he kissed Laurel lightly on the forehead before taking the seat Oliver previously occupied.

"It's Oliver," Laurel signed.

"What did he do know?" Lance demanded as he jumped into protective father mode.

"Nothing," Laurel defended him.

"Then what's the problem?" Lance asked.

"I still love him dad," Laurel cried out as she put her face on her hands.

"Oh baby," Lance said as he crossed over to her and wrapped in a tight hug.

"Despite everything he has done I love him," Laurel cried.

"He's not a good guy baby," Lance tried to reason with his daughter.

"He is dad I know he is, he's changed I can see it," Laurel defended him.

"I still don't trust him," Lance complained as he stood back up.

"I do," Laurel said as she wiped her eyes.

"Well how about I take you out to dinner?" Lance asked as he stood up and headed for the door.

"Raincheck?" Laurel asked as she gathered her stuff.

"Sure," Lance says as he kissed his daughter's cheek.

Laurel threw her keys and bag down as she headed straight for her liquor cabinet.

She cringed as the liquid burned her throat; she turned on the TV as she kicked off her heels and sank down into the couch.

She jumped when she heard her phone ring in, she rolled her eyes when she saw Sara's name. She hit ignore as she went back to drinking.

"You really think you can keep watching her without her knowing?" Sara asked as she came up behind Oliver who was watching Laurel from across the street.

"I need to know she is alright,' Oliver shot back.

"She's drinking again?" Sara said sadly as she watched her sister down a bottle of vodka.

"Appears so," Oliver said sadly as he turned to walk away.

"We can't' just walk away from this," Sara said to his back.

"I don't know what to do," Oliver admitted.

"Be honest with her," Sara said as she motioned towards where Laurel was.

"I love her," Oliver said in a moment of honesty.

"Then prove it to her," Sara said as she pointed towards the window.

"Now's not a good time," Oliver said as he disappeared into the darkness.

Sara frowned as she watched him go then turned back towards her sister's apartment her heart nearly broke when she saw how broken Laurel looked as she stared at the empty bottle.

Sher wanted nothing more than to comfort her sister but she knew Laurel needed space so she wiped her eyes before turning and heading home.

A/N: I love Oliver and Laurel together and was disappointed they never really got a fair chance. Sorry so short. Review