Shawn had waited until every had left, this was it. The grave marker with her name on it. He was hiding behind his hood, he pushed his hands into the pockets of the hoodie. His eyes read the name, it was her. It was real this time, he didn't know what he was supposed to feel right now. He had gone through this about six years ago, the first time she had 'died' this time she was gone forever. He knelt down and ran his hand over her name, something he had done so many times before. Sara Lance a name that he would never forget.
She had been the one person who had never looked at him like he was a monster. Jumping from roof-to-roof, trying to save everyone. It was who he had become, he put on this hood because of her. The wind blew and he stood back up, he swore he heard someone walk up behind him. The sound of leaves crunching under one's foot. He realized it was the leaves under his feet.
Sara had always balanced him out – when he'd start going to that dark place, she'd bring him back to the light. Where was that light? Buried in the ground. Where was he? He should have been there to help her. If he had went out with her on patrol, she would be alive. He could feel a presence nearby, he had always had a six sense about when people were around. He pulled a shot of jack daniels out of his pocket and drank it down. It wasn't going to help the pain. Everything that had happened, Slade, Starling City falling apart. This was just the icing on that shit cake. He would do whatever he needed to to find that killer.
"Were you a friend of Sara's?" Laurel asked, she had approached the male. She had been watching him for a few minutes. Oliver, Felicity, Roy and Diggle had went ahead without her. She wanted to spend a few more minutes with her sister.
"Yes." Shawn said, he nodded his head. He kept his back turned to Laurel. He didn't want her to know who he was, gladly the hood shielded most of his face. If she saw him here, how was he going to explain this? He hasn't seen Laurel since Sara 'Died' the first time. He had all but disappeared from the public's eye. It was like that he died too.
Laurel walked closer to the man. "Who are you? Your voice sounds familiar." Laurel asked.
"I told you, a friend." Shawn replied, he stepped away from Sara's grave and walked away. The Arrow wasn't the only one looking to avenge Sara. He was going to avenge Sara as well, he didn't want her to see what he had become, but she knew. The deep dark place that he went to. He knew Sara was afraid that if he stayed in the dark place, he would be lost forever. He is lost.