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Arrow - Gotham Chronicles

"Did you have to make such a drama of your entrance?" Oliver rolls his eyes at the woman leaning relaxed against a bike. Night has barely fallen, the last rays of daylight still cling to the sky. She has not dropped the mask or abandoned the tight leather cat-suit.

She raises an eyebrow over her intense green eyes. "It's like you don't know me, Oliver."

"You could have just given me the key. It's not like the show was necessary," he pointed out. Then he frowned, "What's the key for anyway?"

She nods her head to the side and Oliver sees the outline of a second bike half hidden in the next alley.

"But I'm not taking you like that," Cat states and gives him an unimpressed look – her eyes scrutinizing his form from head to toe.

Oliver shakes his head and turns. It's not long until he reappears in his Arrow Suit to find her in the same position than before. It smarter actually, because whatever she has planned is most likely not something Oliver Queen would be involved in.

"Where are we going?" he asks and takes the helmet she offers him.

Cat lifts one corner of her mouth, "Gotham."

Arrow

"Seriously?" Roy raises both his eyebrows and looks around the room to check for unwanted eavesdroppers. "None of you is going to comment on Oliver and… you know, Catwoman? I mean, they know each other, right? Does that mean Oliver knows who Batman is, because I heard that Catwoman and Batman work together sometimes?"

Lyla chuckles at his barely hidden enthusiasm, "I don't know if he knows who Batman is, but I do know that he knows Catwoman."

"You know who she is?" Roy asks with wide eyes. "Who is she?"

"Sorry, can't tell. It's confidential. But he certainly met her during his five years absence," she reveals with a wink.

"Of course he does," Felicity hisses. "He probably met her on Paradise Island along with all the other incredibly attractive women that even seem to flock him even when he's stranded on an abandoned island."

Laurel looks at her in surprise but doesn't comment. Her brows furrow together, because sure, Laurel is over Oliver, but shouldn't she be the one acting jealous (technically he was still her boyfriend at that time). She knows there's something between Oliver and Felicity but after Felicity started dating Ray Palmer Laurel had assumed it was one-sided (from Oliver's side) at best.

"Well, I for one am positive that he did not meet her on 'Paradise Island'," Lyla explains and smiles at Felicity.

"And even if he had, it's not like he dated anyone…" Roy stops when Laurel makes a choked sound. "Ok, fine, maybe he did, but he's not dating anyone right now. So, Catwoman's fair game. And she's fine, so who can blame him?"

Felicity glares daggers at him to which Roy only shrugs and mentions behind her, where Ray is making his way towards them. She heads for him, before he catches a word of their conversation.

"So, he met her when he was working for ARGUS?" John inquires and his wife gives him a calculating look.

"I can't tell you the details. All I know is that they worked together."

"Did they… I mean…" Roy asks with barely contained interest. Thea groans but doesn't move away, clearly curiosity is winning the game against being grossed out by her brother's sexual escapades.

"You seem strangely obsessed with Oliver's sex life," Laurel points out with an interested look at Roy.

"No! It's just - The Arrow and Catwoman… it does have a ring to it," Roy defends.

"I don't know about that. If they did have a physical relationship, it didn't interfere with their mission because if it had, Waller would have mentioned it in her report," Lyla says (she doesn't say that the mission failed because that's confidential) before raising her glass of champagne to some people across the room. She sighs and mutters something about having to explain some things to some people before she drags Digg with her to talk to them.

"What do you think? About Oliver and Catwoman?"

"Roy, why would I care, what Oliver does or doesn't do?" Laurel sips her water and shrugs. "As you said he's a free man."

Roy doesn't look convinced but lets it go. Thea grips his arm, "Roy, will you please let it go?"

Arrow

"Where did Queen go? I haven't seen him since he got… sprung on by that woman. Though I don't see him being unhappy about that," Ray cranes his head to catch a glimpse of Oliver.

Felicity manages a tight smile, "I believe he said, that he had enough and wanted to take his leave."

"Ah, too bad. But a smart move, I suppose," Ray sighs and his yearning look is replaced by disappointment. "Everybody would have ambushed him about the kiss."

"As opposed to what you had planned?" Felicity asks with a laugh.

He shifts (caught red handed right there) and gives her a boyish grin. "I would have been very charming about it."

"Undoubtedly," Felicity agrees.

Ray smiles down at her and she smiles back. "How about I take you for another dance?"

Arrow

"She's a thief?"

"The very best," Waller confirms. "But she cannot be trusted." She repeats again (like he's some imbecile that didn't hear her the first ten times she mentioned it).

"Why now? What's wrong? Can't find an incentive to blackmail her to work for you?" the irritation works itself to the front but Oliver doesn't back down at Waller's icy glare.

"No, as a matter of fact, we can't – she has no pressure points to be exploited. She cares about no one and nothing but herself – and money."

It sounds like a very sad life, Oliver thinks. Then again he has no pity to waste on anyone.

"It says here, that she gives what she steals to charity," he points out nonetheless. "What is this, some Robin Hood affiliation?" He asks with irritation in his voice.

"Part of what she steals," Waller corrects. "Make no mistake. Her finances are well stocked." She looks like she might comment on his own "Robin Hood affiliation" with bow and arrow, but of course she wouldn't, since she's the ice woman and she doesn't make jokes.

"And I'm supposed to be what? Her babysitter?"

"You, Mr. Queen, are supposed to keep an eye on her. At all time!" Waller presses a button. "Bring her in please."

She's not simply beautiful – it's the first thought that enters his mind. She's beyond beautiful, her dark curly hair is kept short, but it only highlights her fine boned face, big green eyes, sharp cheekbones and a lush mouth, her figure is flawless, slim yet curvy with legs that go on for miles and dressed all in tight black leather. It's just like in the picture only… now he can sense her aura. It's what sets her apart from other woman – he has seen hundreds of beautiful women, has been with his fair share of them. But nothing was like the air of pure sex, passion and danger that surrounds her. She's emitting it from every pore of her body and Oliver understands instantly how she makes the men fall for her like flies drawn to honey.

Her curious eyes take in the room and he can tell she's calculating possible exit strategies and assessing the weapons in the rooms.

Then her eyes fall on him and her lips stretch into a smile. It's not a genuine one, not one that makes him feel at ease - it's a devious one.

"Oliver Queen," she drawls. "I cannot tell you how pleased I am to see you didn't perish in the middle of the ocean."

This elicits a smile from him. "Made it on your hit list for possible targets, didn't I, Miss Kyle?" he chuckles.

The file left him in no doubt about her usual prey of rich men and taking them for what they're worth.

"Don't tell me you would have complained."

"Oh, I most certainly would have been a very willing victim."

She actually laughs at that. "Selena Kyle, nice to meet you Mr. Queen."

"Likewise Miss Kyle."

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