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Author's Note: I wasn't the biggest fan of Moira, but I'm still not happy with the way she went out. For the purposes of this fiction, the car crash does happen but Slade actually does decide against killing Moira knowing that no matter how much he wants revenge for Shado, killing an innocent women in front of her daughter would be wrong. This story begins after Slade spares Moira and leaves the Queen family in the woods. Oliver succumbs to his injuries soon after and blacks out.

Summary: Thea isn't the only Queen child Moira lied to about their true parentage and Oliver is about to find out that living up to the final wishes of Robert Queen isn't nearly as hard as balancing life as "The Hood" and being the son of Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

"Life as Gibbs"

Chapter One – The Truth Hurts

Awareness comes back to him in small step by step increments. The first thing he becomes aware of is the scent of his surroundings. He can smell the cloying scent of antiseptic and sickness and knows immediately that he is in the hospital though for what he remains unsure. Next comes the knowledge that someone has a hold of his left hand and is making small comforting circles on the top of it. Finally, sound also comes flooding in. At first he can't make out more then the beeps, whooshes, and pings of the machinery around him, but then a voice lends itself to the symphony of sounds. It takes him a few moments but he recognizes his mother's voice.

"Robert and I had planned to tell you after you turned 25. We figured it would be best for you to finish school, find your place in the company, and maybe settle down with Laurel. Then the Gambit went down and I couldn't figure out how to tell you when you got back. I wanted to tell you sooner, I really did, but every time I tried it never seemed like the right time. God the look on your face when I finally told you almost killed me sweetheart. You looked so scared and betrayed that I almost wish you'd have been as mad as you were when you found out about Malcolm being Thea's father. You must think I'm a terrible person, having two children and lying to them about who their fathers are. You see, not long before you were born, your father and I weren't in the best place in our marriage. We had married young thinking we knew what marriage meant but we soon found out just how wrong we were. We'd been fighting almost constantly for months when we finally decided to spend a few months apart and evaluate our options and feelings for one another. I went to stay with my parent's who were living in DC at the time. Grandpa Francis and Grandma Maura had waited for the moment they could spout their I told you so's and for weeks I lived under constant berating and smugness. I was miserable and lonely so one night some old friends invited me out for a few drinks to help blow off some steam. That night I met Leroy "call me Jethro" for the first time. I remember being so intrigued by him. He was mysterious and had these beautiful blue eyes, eyes that I could see an intense suffering in. I learned that night over drinks that he had lost his wife and daughter almost 2 years prior. Over the next few weeks that night turned into multiple nights out, dinners, and walks through Rock Creek Park. The last day I spent with Jethro was the day you were conceived. That night we had gone back to his place and he was going to cook me dinner. At that point I was so smitten with him that I'd forgotten why exactly I'd gone to DC in the first place. The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. Eventually I found him in the basement working on a boat of all things, how he planned on getting it out I'll never know, but when he met me at the bottom of the stairs he pulled me into a hug and kissed me on the forehead before telling me that the last few weeks we had spent together were the only time he had allowed himself to be happy since the death of his family. I don't know what came over me, but I blurted out that I was married and that my husband and I were taking a break to work things out. He took my hand and looked my right in the eye with those intense blue eyes of his, eyes he gave to you might I add, and asked me to stay with him. I told him that the time we had shared meant so much to me, but that I loved my husband too. He asked me to leave, to take time to figure out what I wanted and if I choose him to return the next morning. By that afternoon I was on a plane back to Starling City. Robert and I made amends and 2 months later I realized I was pregnant with you. I knew Robert couldn't be your father and I was so scared to tell him. When I finally did though he looked a little relieved and confessed to me that he had also strayed with a women who worked for his father at the company. He sat me down and told me that it didn't matter to him if the child I was carrying wasn't his and that he would love it all the same. He was such a good man, and even though I never understood how he could love you so much and except you so easily, I knew that I had made the right choice in choosing him. It was a very hard decision not telling Jethro about you. He was also a good man and had such a good heart, but with my rejection and the fact that he was still mourning his family, I feared he wasn't in the right place to raise another child. Robert Queen might not have been your father by blood, but he was your father in every way that mattered. I hope one day you'll be able to forgive me and see that I did what I felt was in your best interests. I love you and your sister more than life itself and have done and will continue to do what I think will best protect the both of you. I'll come back tomorrow and hopefully you'll be awake by then so I can have this conversation with you face to face. With any luck your sister won't have me banned from the hospital by then. She and Laurel have become quite close since her community service at CNRI. Needless to say, I don't think your sister will be forgiving me anytime soon. Goodnight my beautiful boy."

With a kiss on the head and a warm squeeze on his shoulder Moira Queen quietly makes her exit. During his mother's story, memories of her initial confession in the limo on the way home from the rally at Verdant and their nightmare of a run in with Slade surface. Thankfully, he'd been trained to keep his heart rate steady and never gave himself away. It had to be karma. He can't find another explanation for hiding the truth from Thea about Malcolm only to turn around and be facing the same heartbreak. He isn't sure if he should feel angry about his parent's lying to him or guilty that Robert Queen died for a son that wasn't even his.

He's still lost in his head an hour later when his door creaks open and closes with a quite snick. His eyes are closed but he'd recognize the scent of his sister's expensive jasmine perfume anywhere.

"Ollie, I know you're awake" Thea whispers as if she's afraid speaking any louder might shatter him. He feels like it might.

"I'm sorry" he tells her miserably as he opens his eyes and settles his gaze on her.

"For what?" she asks rising from the hard plastic chair parked beside the door to sit next to him on the bed. This close he can see the bruise forming along her temple and he feels anger well up inside him for the man responsible.

"For not telling you that Merlyn was your father. Recent personal experience makes it abundantly clear just how much the truth hurts when it finally comes out. I might have been able to soften the blow if I'd have told you myself. It kills me to know I played some part in the pain you experienced. You're my baby sister Speedy. I should have been the one to tell you, not Slade Wilson."

"No Ollie, mom should have been the one to tell me. I realize just how bad of a position you were put in by knowing. I forgive you and I'm sorry for comparing you to her. You did what you had to because you knew that if I found out that Merlyn was my father and not just one but both of my parents were murders that it would hurt me and you wanted to protect me. She lied to protect herself. I support any decision you make Ollie. If you forgive her I'll be happy for you, but I can't forgive her. I may have been able to forgive her eventually for lying to me, but watching her shove the same knife she shoved in my heart into yours is unforgivable. I'm sorry but I just can't do it." Thea tells him before leaning down and resting her head softly on his chest.

"I don't know what I'm going to do. She's coming back tomorrow and I don't even know if I can face her. She confessed the whole story to me about an hour ago. She thought I was asleep and I think that she thought if she told me then it would give her some kind of resolve for tomorrow. I don't really think it worked to be honest with you. It certainly didn't help me any and I know that when she comes here tomorrow that she's going to apologize over and over again. Can we just get out of here?" he begs

"Normally I would say no and that you need to listen to the doctors, but I'm tired and sore. The thought of having to call Laurel and getting mom banned from your room just sounds exhausting at this point. Mr Diggle is in the waiting room, I'm sure he'll be more than willing to drive us somewhere until you can heal up and get things straight. That Felicity girl you work with showed up too. I think she has a thing for you by the way but don't tell her I said anything. Her rambling is cute and all, but..." she leaves it hanging and he smiles

"Yea, Felicity can be a handful sometimes. Why don't you send Dig and Felicity in and go find a doctor so I can sign myself out."

"On it." she says before standing up and making her way towards the door. She stops just before exiting and turns around. "I love you Ollie"

"I love you too Speedy"