A/N: Hey guys! Welcome to Season Two of Sad Beautiful Tragic! If you haven't read it already, Season One can be found either in the Arrow category or on my profile. I'd advise reading Season One first, but you can do whatever :) Have fun!

Episode 1: Confusion Abound

Anna sighed and tried to concentrate on the steady beeping of the machines instead of the odd sensation of having her blood drawn. "How long is this gonna take?" she asked.

"Just a few more minutes," Caitlin, the girl taking her blood that work's for Star Labs, said. Anna found her completely obnoxious. Then there was Dr. Wells and Cisco. Dr. Wells seemed alright. She liked Cisco. He seemed like the type of guy that would be fun to hang around. "It's odd," Caitlin said. "Your blood shows no real sign of being a Meta-Human."

"And yet, here I am," Anna said, gesturing to herself. Anna wiggled her engagement ring while she sat.

At the Apartment…

"Mom, you are not making any sense!" Sophia said. "Where is my sister?" Talia and Sophia went back and forth discussing Anna's disappearance, whilst Oliver spoke with Batgirl, Drake, Victor, and Helena. They spoke in hushed tones so they wouldn't be overheard. "We have to find Anna," Oliver said. "Is there anywhere that you know she would go?" The group visibly thought about it. "Maybe The Cave?" Batgirl suggested. Then she shook her head. "Wait, no. Robin would call me if she'd shown up there. Did she say anything to you?" Batgirl turned to Drake and Victor.

Both shook their heads. "Not really," Drake said.

"Someone has to know where she is," Oliver said.

"I'll make a few calls," Victor said. He exited the room and Helena followed.

At Star Labs…

Anna had thought about leaving and just heading straight home, home to Oliver. But, she figured it was safer for everyone if she knew what was happening before going home. "What's your name?" Dr. Wells asked. Anna hesitated to answer. "Anna," she said.

"You're holding on to that ring pretty tight. He must be special," he said. She nodded. "He is," she whispered.

"Who is he?" Cisco asked. Caitlin and Dr. Wells looked at him and he shrugged. "What? I'm just making conversation," he said.

"His name is Oliver," Anna said.

"Oliver who?" The man in red, whom Anna had yet to know the name of, asked, from where he leaned against a white desk. "What's his last name?"

"Queen…?" Anna said.

"Your fiancé is Oliver Queen? I know him. I'll call him, tell him you're here," he said.

"Thanks…I guess," Anna mumbled. He disappeared in a quick rush of wind and Anna shook her head. "Show off…" she said.

"When did you start experiencing these abilities?" Dr. Wells asked.

"I don't know. What day is it?" Anna asked.

"Tuesday. The tenth," Caitlin said, taking the needles out of Anna's arm.

"Earlier today. Around noon or so? I was poisoned…long story, but the antidote did this to me. I woke up and then disappeared," Anna explained.

"What was the antidote?" Dr. Wells asked.

"Hiroshi," Anna said.

"That's some powerful stuff," Cisco commented. After Caitlin finished removing the needles, Anna hopped off the bed. "It wasn't anything I couldn't handle. But my blood rejected it," she said.

"Are you very active?" Caitlin asked, working something on the computer.

"You could say that," Anna said.

"Anna," Dr. Wells said. "You can trust us. Tell us the truth." She didn't know why, but something about Dr. Wells made her believe she could trust him. She took a deep breath. "I sort of fight crime. In Starling City," she said.

"Whoa, cool!" Cisco said. "Do you know The Arrow?"

"Yes, I work with him. And a few other vigilantes," Anna said.

"Sweet," he said, in awe.

"Cisco," Caitlin said. He snapped out of it and went to where she was at, behind the computer. Dr. Wells joined them. They started rattling off a bunch of different scientific terms Anna didn't understand, so she just tuned them out. Them the man in red appeared beside her and a gust of wind followed. "He's on his way," he said to Anna.

At The Apartment…

Oliver hung up his phone and pulled on his jacket. "Anna's in Central City," he announced to the room. "I'm going to go get her." Everyone decided to let Oliver go alone. He rode his motor cycle to the airport, where the company jet was ready to go. He shut off the bike and hurried into the aircraft. He was almost too excited to see Anna. He sat in one of the plush chairs by a window and the door to the cabin shut. During the flight, all Oliver could think about was finding Anna and making sure she was okay. He could sort out this Teleporting thing in his mind later.

When the plane landed, he drove a car to the Star Labs building. Barry let him in. "Where's Anna?" were the first words out of Oliver's mouth. "She's in the lab," Barry said, leading the way.

"Why is she in the lab?" Oliver asked.

"They're trying to find out all the specifics. You can't control it if you don't know what it is right? And she wanted to control it before going home," Barry explained. They entered the lab and Anna perked up. "Oliver!" she said.

"Anna!" Oliver said. They ran to each other and Anna threw her arms around him. "I'm so glad you're okay," he said.

"What's happening to me, Oliver?" Anna asked, quietly. He shook his head. "I don't know," he said, pulling back to see her face. "But we'll find out, together. Okay?" Anna nodded and then turned to the others in the room. "Oliver, this is Cisco, Caitlin, and Dr. Wells. Guys, this is Oliver. My fiancé," Anna said. After their short introduction they got to work. They performed many tests. Physical tests, DNA tests, Mental tests. The results would take until tomorrow to be ready. So, Anna and Oliver decided to stay at a hotel for the rest of the night, seeing as it was only ten forty-five.

Anna sat on the end of the queen mattress in the small hotel room. Oliver shut the door and let out a breath. Anna wrung her hands. "This is crazy. Please tell me I'm going crazy or something, because I don't think my brain can handle any more of this," she said, as Oliver sat beside her.

"Anna," he said, calmly. "It'll be okay. We'll figure this out somehow. Right now, let's just focus on getting some sleep."

"Do we have to sleep?" Anna asked, leaning over and kissing him.

"I guess not," he said, before pulling her shirt over her head. She moved over to straddle him and his hands roamed over her body. He'd felt those same places many times before, but it always felt like something new. The fire between them intensified as Anna grinded against him, feeling how hard he'd become. She swiftly removed his shirt and pushed him back on the bed. He rolled them over so that he was on top, but just as he thought she wouldn't protest, she flipped them again. "Not so fast," she whispered, seductively, in his ear. "I'm not done with you yet."

She moved with precision to removed his pants and then free him from his boxers. She took him in her mouth and Oliver groan with pleasure. Oliver squeezed his eyes shut, unable to keep them open. The amount of pleasure he felt was too intoxicating. When he opened his eyes Anna sat up and wiped her chin. Oliver sat up and kissed her, in doing so he tasted himself. He moved quickly to remove the rest of Anna's clothing. He trailed kisses down her neck, and then sucked on the sweet spot behind her ear. She gasped and moaned, making all kinds of sounds she didn't think were possible. His hard manhood rubbed on her clit, making her feel a tugging sensation in her stomach and a burn in her chest. "Oliver…" she gasped. "…I need you…inside me…now."

"As you wish," he smirked. He positioned himself and then thrusted deep into her. She arched her back and cried out in pleasure. He bucked his hips and she met each thrust with a roll of her hips. "Oh god…" she moaned. "…Olly…" As he thrusted, he kissed and nipped at her neck. In retaliation, she scratched her nails along his shoulder blades. He groaned in pleasure and picked up the pace, thrusting faster and deeper than before. She felt herself about to reach the end; she could hardly take any more of his pleasure. She cried out as she came and that in turn brought him to his end. Oliver laid back and Anna rolled off, lying at his side. They were both breathless, panting. "Next time…" Oliver said. "We're doing it at my place."