Oliver was currently at Starling General, standing next at Laurel's bedside, since earlier that night when the team had been attempting to stop Damien Darhk from escaping prison, Darhk had stabbed Laurel with one of Oliver's own arrows, as payback against her father for betraying him and now Laurel was in a coma where it could go either way.
"How long will she be in a coma?" Oliver asked Laurel's doctor.
"Right now she's barely a 3 on the glasgow scale. The prognosis isn't looking good." the doctor said.
"Keep us updated please." Oliver said and the doctor nodded before heading.
"Laurel, I don't know if you can hear me right now, but if you can, you need to wake up. We need you back. I need you back." Oliver said gently.
"Oliver." Quentin said as he entered the room.
"Quentin, are you okay?" Oliver asked.
"Better than my baby girl. She's all I have left and if I lose her, it'll be ugly." Quentin said.
"You won't." Oliver said.
"How do you know?" Quentin asked.
"Because I have survived countless types of hell and Laurel is twice as strong as I am. She'll pull through this." Oliver said.
"I know what the doctor said and unless we have some kind of miracle, I don't see how that's possible." Quentin said, looking at his daughter heartbroken.
"Quentin, we've witnessed miracles before. After all, Sara's back isn't she?" Oliver asked when the solution instantly came to him.
"I need to go make a call. Can you watch her?" Oliver asked.
"You really need to ask. But what's this call about?" Quentin asked.
"Maybe a way to save her." Oliver said.
"Than why haven't you made it yet? Go." Quentin said, causing Oliver to smile and roll his eyes at him.
"John, it's me, how quickly can you get to Star City?" Oliver asked.
"Oliver, I thought our business was concluded?" Constantine said.
"Please, I need you to help save another friend of mine and then I'll owe you another solid." Oliver said.
"You've got yourself a deal mate. I'll be there as soon as I can." Constantine said as hung up the phone.
Oliver turned to see John standing behind him.
"How'd you get here so fast?" Oliver asked.
"It's called magic Oliver, I thought you'd have figured that out by now. So anyway, where's this friend I'm helping?" John asked.
"Follow me." Oliver said as he led Constantine to Laurel's room.
"What the hell is he doing here?" Quentin asked of Constantine when he and Oliver entered the room.
"Considering the last time you saw him he restored your daughter's soul, I'd think you'd be bit more polite to him." Oliver pointed out.
"Sorry, it's just I'm a bit of an emotional wreck for right now." Quentin said.
"Yeah well, hopefully neither one of us will like that for much longer." Oliver said, looking at John.
"Yikes, what happened to her?" John asked.
"She got a little too close to Damien Darhk. The doctors say it isn't looking good, but is there any chance you know some kind of magic that can save her?" Oliver asked.
"I'm offended you even have to ask. I always come prepared." John said as he pulled some things out of his satchel and began the ritual.
By the time the shaking had stopped and the lights had come back on, Laurel's stab wound had nearly closed and her vitals were improving.
"Thank you so much for that John." Oliver said to his friend.
"Don't mention it mate. Just remember I will collect on those favors." John said.
"It'll be worth it. Now you better clear out so people don't ask too many questions." Oliver said.
Constantine nodded and just like that, he was gone.
Oliver looked back at Quentin, who was just holding Laurel's hand, waiting for her to wake up.
"That's both of my daughters you've saved now Oliver. I take back everything I've ever said about you." Quentin said.
"Me, I didn't bring them back. I just made a phone call." Oliver said.
"Oliver, if it weren't for you, Sara would still be a feral beast and Laurel would be dead. I owe you so much. And I think I'll start repaying that by giving you my blessing to date Laurel if that's what she wants." Quentin said.
"What?" Oliver asked, trying to play dumb.
"As a man who knows how heartbreak feels, I know that the way you were acting after Felicity called off the engagement was not heartbreak, more like sorrow and a bit of relief. Why?" Quentin asked and Oliver decided to finally be honest.
"Because now that I think about it, I never really loved Felicity. She was just a consolation prize that I got since I couldn't have the woman I really wanted, since I was trying to honor her wishes. Being with Felicity really just served as a buffer to keep me from continuing to have those other feelings." Oliver said.
"Look, I'm not much of an emotional sap, but considering how you've been looking at Laurel lately, it doesn't take a genius to figure out who that girl is." Quentin said, looking at his sleeping daughter.
"That's why I was so hellbent on saving her. I needed to be able to tell her how I feel about her." Oliver said.
Quentin just smiled as they both just waited for Laurel to wake up.