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Prologue
Alex was on the dance floor, her hands in the air and her hips swinging to the beat of the music. The smell of alcohol lingered around her as one of her friends grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the heap of sweaty dancers. His blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he handed her a tequila shot. She almost groaned, "Haven't we had enough?" He laughed and shook his head. Alex could tell he was as drunk as hell. "We're too young for 'enough' to even exist." Alex snorted. He had no idea. She rolled her eyes and took the shot from his hands, "Fine, but I'm not doing it without the other moron. Where's Merlyn?" He shrugged and was about to say something when a booming voice sounded behind her, "The KING has arrived!" Alex snorted again and shoved a shot into his hands, "On three!" She yelled over the ever growing music,
"One!" She started,
"Two!" Merlyn yelled,
"Three!" Blue eyes exclaimed and the trio of friends threw the tequila down their throats. Alex savoured the burning sensation in her throat before she pulled out a small flask from her tiny handbag and took a sip. The yellow soothing concoction removed the fog from her brain and she made a mental note to thank her father for the tip. "You know, we aren't supposed to mix our drinks." Merlyn drawled as he threw an arm around her shoulders. Alex grinned, "Since when do we obey the rules?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. The dark haired man opened his mouth to comment, but a cell phone ringed and the duo groaned when Blue eyes pulled his cell from his pocket, "Your girlfriend?" Alex asked. Blue eyes nodded as held up the phone to show the pretty smiling face of a brunette, "Again?" Merlyn asked. Blue eyes nodded again. Alex smirked at the look on his face,
"You're not going to her, are you?" She asked.
It was a rhetorical question; he never went to her when they were partying. Blue eyes shook his head no. "Good!" Merlyn boomed again, Alex winced she could tell he had been drinking way more than she and Blue eyes had. "Alex is heading back to college on Monday and we have to celebrate her amazing brains! Ollie, do the honours please." Blue eyes grinned and turned to the bartender to order three Russian Blow-Jobs. Alex licked her lips as the various alcohol middles were poured into the tiny glasses. Ollie handed them each one,
"To friendship!" Alex yelled. Merlyn shook his head, "No, to 11 years of causing mayhem!"
"I'll toast to that!" Ollie yelled and together they put the lemon toppled with sugar into their mouths and drank the shot before pulling the lemon from their teeth. Alex enjoyed the rest of the night. Ollie and Merlyn would come and go as they searched for girls to conquer and kiss in the darkened halls of the club. Alex spent her time on the dance floor and danced with every cute guy that asked. When her head starting buzzing again and the liquid in her flask was empty, Alex went in search of her two friends. She found them both at their table, playing drinking poker. She snorted and pulled on Ollie's ears, "Night's done!" She yelled into his ear. She looked to her watch to find that it was already 4 a.m. Merlyn yelled in triumph when he got a lucky royal flush and Ollie had to down his last remaining shot.
"What's the rush?" Merlyn called. Alex grinned when she saw the bouncers starting to rush people out of the club, it was closing time. She yelled the message again and the two men reluctantly stood and followed her out of the doors. They were singing an old sailor's song and stumbling along drunkenly as Alex called her driver. Least to say James did not look happy as the two men spilled some beer onto the floor.
"Take us home, James." Alex instructed before they headed out to the country side of Starling City. Alex and the boys stumbled through the mansion to Ollie's room before they each collapsed and passed out from exhaustion. Alex fell onto the massive bed with Ollie and Merlyn took one of the couches. Alex smiled and listened to them snore, all was well with the world.
Until two months later Alex got the call. It was Tommy, sobbing into the phone as he recalled the storm that sunk the Queen's Gambit. Alex spent three weeks in Starling and kept Tommy away from the booze as much as she could while they searched the Pacific for any survivors. When they found the boat, it was declared that Ollie, Robert and Sara were dead. Alex sunk to the floor and sobbed for the loss of her best friend, Tommy sunk down next to her and cried his own tears. Alex vaguely heard Aunt Moira consoling a 13 year old Thea. The rest of the week went by in a blur as the funeral approached. Alex's father took care of all the arrangements, as he had been friends with Robert and Moira.
Alex remembered her brothers trying to comfort her, but she felt numb and empty. Oliver hadn't always been the best man, but he had been one of the greatest friends Alex had ever had. Dick agreed with her. The funeral was black and Laurel didn't show up, Alex wasn't surprised. Tommy stood to her left, her hand holding his and her father stood to her right. The speeches that were told about Oliver were all lies. None of these business people knew Oliver… or Uncle Rob. Alex had cried out all her tears the night before and stood with a stoic expression and stared as they lowered the empty coffins into the large garden of the Queen's Mansion. The sun was shining and as Alex walked away she cursed Starling's amazing weather. She wanted to go home, where the skies were greyer and where she could take her anger and sadness and use it to punch bad guys in the middle of the night. She doubted that her father would let her leave the house for the next month or so, though. Alex sighed and took her father's hand. She had been through something like this once before. Jason had come back though, he was messed up and angry, but he had come back and hopefully she would be strong enough for the years to come.
Alexandra Wayne prayed for a miracle that night, hoping that Oliver would be in a better place, unbeknownst to her, he was stranded in purgatory.
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