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Hi guys. I'm back. This chapter was pretty fun to write as I tried to figure out what the immediate reactions would be. So I hope you enjoy! Please R&R.

Previously:

"Who's there?" Oliver yelled out in a rough voice. The two vigilantes looked around nervously. The last person to break into the lair was Slade. But instead of an old Australian, a young girl emerged from the shadows. She had long blonde curly hair brown eyes. She looked to be in her late teens but she held herself like a fighter, so neither of them stood down. If anything they were even more on guard. How the hell had a teenager been able to access the basement?

"Who are you," Sara demanded her eyes narrowing at the girl in front of them.

"My name is Mia Queen-Lance. And I'm your daughter from the future."

"You're our what?" Oliver said in disbelief.

"I'm your daughter."

"That's impossible," Sara stammered. "Time travel isn't real."

"You can't honestly expect us to believe this," Oliver said taking a step forward.

"I don't. Which is why you're going to take a sample of my DNA and give it to Felicity. Then you'll know if I'm lying," Mia said calmly ignoring the glares of her parents.

"How do we know you're not working for Slade?" Sara questioned gripping her staff tighter.

"I'm not working for that bastard," Mia stated plainly.

"I don't believe you," Oliver said threateningly.

"Your friend Barry. He's in a coma right now. In a few months, he's going to wake up. And he'll become a hero like you two. He'll be able to run faster than light. His daughter is the one who brought me to this time," Mia explained trying to diffuse the situation.

"That's a hell of a story," Sara said amused. "But we're not heroes. And this isn't a fairytale where people wake up with superpowers."

"Slade has super strength," Mia pointed out.

"That's different than time travel," Oliver said inching closer towards his daughter.

"Well, I don't know what you want me to do for you to believe me," Mia said annoyed at how long this was taking.

"Tell us something that only we know. Something we've never told anyone else. If your really our daughter, then we must've told you something," Sara said separating her bow-staff into two different batons.

"I can't do that."

"And why the hell not?" Oliver asked gripping the knife handle tightly.

"Because your both dead," Mia said shocking her parents. "I never got to know you. The only things I know are through stories."

"Well try and think of something anyway," Sara said venomously. Mia stared at her mother for a second before scoffing and shaking her head.

"Nyssa," Mia started. Sara immediately tensed at the mention of her ex. "She trained me when I was younger. She would tell me stories about you sometimes. About finding you on Lian Yu after the Amazo. How you laughed when Ra's demonstrated his power. Is that specific enough? Or should I start about what Uncle Digg told me about your time in Russia with the Bratva, Dad?" Mia asked cooly.

The trio stared at each other intently, not entirely sure what to do. Until a pair of heels could be heard clicking against the stairs.

"Hey, guys. Sorry to interrupt I forgot my…" Felicity trailed off at the scene in front of her. "... jacket. Umm… guys, who's this?" Mia glared at Felicity with hatred. Something both Oliver and Sara noticed.

"My name is Mia Queen-Lance," She said emphasizing the last name. "I'm their daughter from the future."

"I'm sorry I could have sworn you said you were their time-traveling child," Felicity said in denial. Hoping desperately that it wasn't true.

"That's who I am," Mia said her glare boring into Felicity's head.

"And you two believe her?" she asked looking between the vigilantes.

"Felicity I need you to run a DNA test," Oliver said his eyes not once leaving Mia.

"Are you crazy?" Felicity replied incredulously. "No. No, I am not running a DNA test because some underage whack job drank too many shots and stumbled down here."

"Felicity," Oliver yelled interrupting her tirade. "I wasn't asking."

Felicity took a deep breath at the dark look in Oliver's eyes before making her way over to the testing station. Sara slowly lowered her weapons as the situation diffused.

Oliver walked over to the testing station and grabbed a needle. As he approached, the teen rolled up the sleeves of her jacket and allowed her father to take a blood sample. Then he gave the sample to Felicity. The group waited in silence for the test results to be completed. Both Sara and Oliver glancing back and forth at each other nervously. Finally, the machine gave off a loud beep as the results were finalized.

"Congratulations guys," Felicity said painfully. "It's a girl."

"Thanks for confirming my story. Now get the hell out," Mia said angrily at the younger version of the woman who raised her.

"Excuse me?" Felicity said offended. "I don't think you have the right to say that to me."

"Felicity," Sara started looking down at the floor. "I think this is a private matter."

"Fine," Felicity said storming out of the room. Everything was quiet for a few minutes as the young couple tried to digest what their daughter was telling them.

"So we're dead," Oliver said finally. Mia nodded.

"What happened?" Sara asked painfully.

"First things first. You need to get Moira and Thea down here right now," Mia said forcefully. "And Laurel too," she added as an afterthought.

"What? Why?"

"In the original timeline, before I came here, your mother dies today," Mia revealed as Oliver gaped in shock.

"What happens?" Sara asked as Oliver remained silent staring at the wall behind their daughter.

"Slade Wilson. He crashed a car into you and put your mother and sister on their knees in front of you. He recreated the choice."

"Oh my god," Sara said in horror.

"Your mom, she stood up and offered herself so that Thea and you would both live. I never met her. Or my aunt Thea," Mia said sadly.

"I'll be right back," Oliver said hobbling out of the room quickly.

"Wait! Ollie!" Sara yelled after him. "What are you going to tell Thea?" Oliver turned around looking at his girlfriend and future daughter in consideration.

"The truth. That's what she wanted." With that, he continued his painful ascent up the stairs.

Sara stared after Oliver as he left. Thinking about all that had been revealed in the last few minutes. They had a daughter together in the future. But what did that mean for them? Before Mia had walked in, she'd been about to leave. To go back to the familiarity of the darkness. Back to the league, to Nyssa. What was she supposed to do now.

"Who else is dead?"

Mia looked up at the sudden question. She seemed to consider the question carefully before answering.

"You, dad, Thea, Barry, Digg, your father, and Laurel," Mia finished sadly looking up. Sara seemed stunned at the news.

"Laurels dead?" Sara asked with tears brimming in her eyes. "And my dad too?" Mia nodded to her mother as a tear fell down her cheek. "But you know how to stop it right?"

"I wouldn't have come here if I didn't." Sara nodded at her daughter's response.

"What about Roy?" Sara asked thinking about how she'd almost killed him today.

"He's alive. On the run though," Mia said thinking back to her more recent adventures.

"What about Felicity?" Mia scowled at the question.

"Alive," she said sourly.

"What's your story with her?"

"I really don't want to talk about that," Mia said tersely. Sara nodded deciding not to press for the moment.

"How long are you here for?"

"You have a lot of questions. Don't you mom?" Mia sighed. Sara smiled at her daughter.

"I am inquisitive by nature," She said with a smirk.

"Three weeks. I have three weeks to change what I need before my friend comes and picks me up. Hopefully," Mia replied looking around the foundry. She picked up one of Oliver's spare bows and walked over to a practice area Sara following close behind. Mia shot off four arrows hitting the target flawlessly each time.

"Where are you going to stay?" Sara asked watching her daughter train.

"I don't know," Mia said. "I didn't know Roy was going to be here. I was kind of counting on sleeping here at the club. Where do you and dad live?" Mia asked her mom putting the bow back and looking at the other weapons.

Sara looked down remembering how just that morning Oliver had asked her to get a place together. And less then an hour ago, she was ready to run away again.

"We don't have a place," Sara said carefully.

"Right because you're not good enough for him, I forgot," Mia said sarcastically.

"Oliver, he still has a light inside of him. But me, I kill without a second thought. Without any remorse. I am full of darkness there's no light left inside me," Sara said sadly.

"Before he died, I remember Digg telling me about Dad's first year back. How he killed to save the city when he needed to. It was only after Tommy died that Oliver stopped. Him not killing didn't come from goodness or light. He stopped killing out of guilt. And maybe if he hadn't stopped. Or if he'd started again. Maybe he wouldn't be dead. You are just expecting to leave the darkness behind instantly, but that's not how it works," Mia said carefully. "Plus the whole 'it's not you, it's me' thing is awful." She added making Sara laugh.

"I thought the parents were the wise ones," She said jokingly. "You want to spar?" She added as an afterthought picking up a training staff. Mia smirked grabbing a staff of her own as the two moved to train.

"I could always stay with you and Laurel," Mia said going back to her living predicament. She ducked under a strike her mom threw and wrapped her leg around the stick to try and yank it away. Sara saw this and pulled back hard lifting her other leg in a kick towards her daughter's stomach.

"How would I explain this? She doesn't know what Ollie and I do during our free time," Sara pointed out. Their sticks clashed again both moving with amazing grace.

"Yes she does," Mia said ducking under another strike. "Slade told her like a week ago."

"What?" Sara stopped giving the teen the perfect opportunity to lash out and kick her staff away. Sara, however, didn't let that discourage her. Moving quickly she jumped behind her daughter wrapping her legs around her neck and pushing her down to the ground.

"Slade was with Laurel?"

"Yeah, but don't worry she's fine. She doesn't turn you guys in or anything if that's what you're worried about." Mia said tapping her mom's leg in surrender. Sara shook her head.

"Why didn't she say anything?"

"I don't know, I guess you'll have to ask her yourself. I'll make sure to make myself some popcorn."

Sara rolled her eyes at the comment. Suddenly, both of them turned their heads at the sound of people talking as a door opened and people walked down the stairs.

"Oh my god," came the unmistakable voice of Thea Queen. "You're the arrow."

Author's Note: So what'd you think? Later on, we'll have Sara and Oliver reacting more privately. But before that, they had to move fast to prevent the death of Moira. Anyway, please let me know any ideas or suggestions you have. I will try to update soon. Until next time!