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Cat had just come back from an extended lunch break to find a dress for the party that Felicity was making her go to. She finally found one and shoes to match that she was quite happy with. Her first stop was to Felicity's desk to show her friend what she got but when she arrived, she spied Felicity standing beside Barry and across from Oliver. Sitting down at Felicity's desk, she easily listened in on the conversation where Oliver was accusing Barry of not being who he said he was. Turned out Barry was only a CSI assistant who's boss didn't even know he was in Starling City. He traveled to nearby places when these kinds of cases showed up as a way to make up for his Mother's murder.

Cat actually felt bad for him when he told Felicity to find another plus one and left the office without so much as a nod to her. At least that quick intuition she had had been right and he would've gone to the party with Felicity until their boss had ruined that. Oliver than told Felicity that despite the story, he lied about who he was, making her ask him what it was they did every day. Cat wondered at that. What could her friend possibly mean? What were they lying about? Felicity had left quickly, probably to the bathroom and she contemplated running after her when Oliver came out, stopping in front of her as she glared at him.

"What?" He asked.

"You're an asshole." She bluntly told him.

"Great way to talk to your boss." He replied, seemingly unamused.

"You're not going to fire me, not if you ever want to be on City's good side again. If you're not going to ask her out, quit being a dick and let her be happy with someone else. Barry is cute and awkwardly adorable, like her."

"I'm not going to ask her out. I don't like her that way."

"Of course you don't." She replied in a condescending tone. "Yet, you wont let her be happy with someone else. God, you sound like both my ex-boyfriends."

"I don't see how this is any of your business." He snapped.

"Oh, Felicity is very much my business. She was the only person to ever give a damn about me when no one else did, even if we'd never actually met face to face." She raised an eyebrow at him as she switched topics. "So tell me all the cool little tidbits you found out about me then."

"Funny you should mention that. It's almost as if Lina Calhoun doesn't exist."

"She didn't until a few days ago."

"Who are you?" He hissed leaning forward on the desk, his easy going nature disappearing as a hardness replaced it.

"I told you, my last name wasn't originally Calhoun, I didn't even legally change it to be honest but my Dad did try to kill me before he torched my cat that I hated and took off. Lina is also a shortened version of my name."

"What?"

"And ruin the surprise?" She asked in mock horror.

"Why wouldn't you give us your real last name?"

"Because I don't want my friends finding me."

"Why not?" he asked.

She grinned. "You didn't have to try and dig up my past, you could've just asked."

"And you would have told me?" he asked in disbelief.

"I would've told you most things once I deemed you trustworthy enough to know it. But right now, you need to go find one Barry Allen."

"Why?"

"Because you're going to invite him to your party for City and quit being a jerk."

"Most people wouldn't talk to me this way." Oliver mused.

"Yeah, but I'm not most people."

He relaxed as he straightened up, the amused look back on his face. "I think I'm starting to get that."

… … …

Cat entered the Queen's mansion just as someone was leaving. He bumped her shoulder, his head down as he rushed outside.

"Jackson?" Cat muttered, swearing it was him but he couldn't be, he was in London, wasn't he? If he had come back, wouldn't he have called Lydia at least? Stiles would have told her.

The guy had already disappeared into the darkness and Cat decided that she would ask someone about it later because right now she had to go into this party which seemed to lack guests, if the cars outside were any indication. When she entered, she was directed to a room that proved her point, it lacked a lot of guests but Moira Queen stood there with her head held high, talking to a small group of people.

"Ah and our other guest that is sure to get carded has arrived."

Cat turned around, an eyebrow raised in amusement as she came face to face with Oliver who looked very dapper in his tuxedo. "By that comment, I'm going to guess you found Barry Allen and invited him."

He inclined his head to other side of the room where Felicity was speaking with Barry Allen. She looked like she was glowing in her bright pink dress, her blonde hair down and in waves, her glasses gone.

"She looks amazing." Cat breathed, having not seen her before she left her apartment earlier.

"You clean up pretty well yourself." Oliver noted. "Care to dance?"

She glanced down at herself before nodding in agreement and taking his hand as he led her out to the floor. She had left her hair alone, since it was so short but the red color of it went amazing with her emerald green dress. It was strapless with a sweetheart neckline that clung to all her curves before it began flaring out, mermaid style just above the knees. The dress was completed with a pair of silver peep toe stiletto's and she promised herself she would take a picture to show Stiles later. His jaw would drop to the ground and she would enjoy that reaction very much.

"I wasn't kidding, you do look great." Oliver told her as they glided across the floor.

"Thank you." She replied with a smile.

"So I did my part and went after Barry so now it's your turn."

She nodded in understanding. "You want to know who I am and why I'm here."

"That would be great before I deem you as a threat." He replied with a small, amused smile.

"I'm Felicity's friend, that's why I'm here." Cat replied.

"Why don't you want your friends to find you?"

Cat sighed. "I lost one of my best friends just before I came here. I almost lost a guy I care for, deeply, hell, I almost died too. I just couldn't be there anymore, I had to get away."

Sympathy crossed his face. "I'm so sorry, I know what it's like to lose people you love."

Cat could see the pained look on his face and she sighed. "I don't doubt that you do."

"What happened?" He quietly asked.

Cat chewed her lip, wondering what story she should say. She knew she couldn't give him the real one but at the same time, a part of her really wanted to tell him everything. "These guys jumped us. We were out and they jumped us. My friends and I are pretty tough, we can look after ourselves but they took us by surprise and went after Allison. I threw myself in front of her, thinking I could save her and they stabbed me, except it went right through me and got her too. I survived, she didn't."

A confused look crossed Oliver's face. "Hold on, you said right before you came here? How the hell did you get here with a knife wound in your stomach, one that killed your friend?"

"It was a sword and I heal better than most."

He chuckled. "Let me guess, you're a werewolf?"

"And if I was?" she asked with a grin.

"Do I need to stock up on silver?"

The mention of silver made her falter. "They don't work on werewolves." she muttered. "Wolfsbane, mountain ash, those work."

"And you know so much of this, because…?"

Cat's smile returned. "Oh Mr. Queen, you wouldn't believe me in a million years."

He pulled her closer to whisper in her ear. "You would be surprised at what I could believe and call me Oliver. I think calling me out on my stupidity earns you that right, Lina."

He went to pull away but Cat stopped him, turning to whisper in his ear. "Cat, my friends call me Cat. It's all short for Catalina."

Oliver smiled as he pulled away. "Can I get you a glass of champagne or did you also lie about your age?"

She grinned and he chuckled, shaking his head. "How about some apple juice?"

"What am I, twelve?"

"I don't know, are you?" He teased.

"Oliver." His Mother said, walking up to them. "I do believe I'm going to head upstairs as our few guests do seem to be leaving but I thought I would have you introduce me to this lovely young woman first." SHe looked between them and Cat got the feeling Moira Queen was wondering if she was his latest girlfriend.

Cat smiled as Oliver placed a hand on his mother's arm.

"This is Lina Calhoun, our newest employee. I invited her tonight so she could get to know everyone better. Lina, this is my Mother Moira Queen. "

"Hello Mrs. Queen, it is a pleasure to meet you, you have a beautiful home."

"Thank you Ms. Calhoun." Moira beamed at her before turning to her son. "If you and Thea could come see me before you retire? Goodnight to you both."

She turned and left, leaving the room to go upstairs. Oliver watched her until she was out of sight and he turned back to Cat with a grateful smile.

"What?" She asked.

"Thank you for not acting weird around her or bringing up anything about her being in jail."

Cat shrugged. "Why would I be weird? We've all done things we're not proud of. I'm really not that innocent either, you know."

"You're… very intriguing Cat."

"That's one way of putting it." She replied with a smile as she spied Felicity looking ready to leave. "I'm going to say goodbye to City, perhaps we can trade tales later, something tells me you're not as innocent as you appear to be either." She reached out to give his hand a small squeeze, gasping as another small, quick vision hit her. There was an old building, one that she got was a disaster bunker. Then she was inside of it and she saw the hooded guy fighting the guy she had fought on the truck. The hooded guy was thrown into several containers and his hood fell back, revealing Oliver. She knew it, she totally knew it. Well she hadn't but it had been so obvious, how could she not have known?

"Cat, are you okay?" Oliver was asking.

She zoned back in to see him watching her with worry on his features. She looked down to see she still held his hand and was crushing it, much like she had Barry's when they first met, except Oliver didn't seem bothered by the insane amount of pressure she was applying. She loosened her grip as she looked back up at him, her eyes wide in wonderment that she was slowly starting to see more and fear that he was going to get his ass kicked.

"I need to go." She muttered.

"What just happened?" Oliver asked, following her towards the front door.

"I- I can't explain right now, you wouldn't believe it anyways just- be careful later, okay?"

"Lina." He called after her as she ran out the front door. "Cat."

Still she ignored him, running for her car. When she got in, she started it up, wanting to get back to the apartment so she could change. She had to help him, she couldn't let him face this alone. On her way there she called Stiles from the new phone she had picked up earlier, a part of her excited by what was happening to her.

"Stiles' phone." A female voice answered.

"Who's this?" Cat couldn't help but ask.

"Malia, who is this?"

"Cat. Where's Stiles?"

"Oh, him and Scott are arguing about something. You know you have a lot of people looking for you here, right? It's kind of cutting in on them teaching me to control the shift so how about you just tell us where you are?" Malia suggested.

"Where who is?" Cat heard Scott ask in the background.

"Don't tell him it's me." Cat cried.

"Cat. She called Stiles phone."

She heard the phone being taken away and all of a sudden Scott was on the phone.

"Cat? Oh my god, we've been looking everywhere for you. Are you okay? Where are you?"

Cat opened her mouth to reassure him, to tell him she was just fine but she chickened out, hanging up at the last moment. She knew it wasn't Scott's fault that he had bitten her, it was the Nogitsune but still, she wasn't ready to face him just yet. She was too chicken.

Arriving at the apartment, she went up and quickly changed, grabbing a couple weapons hidden in her room before going back down to her car and crawling into the back to get a few more. While she had her bow and arrow, she also grabbed some guns, wondering if they would be helpful against the super strong freak show. Then she pulled out her phone, looking up any disaster bunkers in Starling City. When she found the address, she went there, stashing her car and walking down the block, finding a way to sneak in so she could wait for Oliver to arrive.

She didn't have to wait long for Oliver to arrive and he slowly walked down the aisle when a crate came flying at his head. He ducked as he lifted his bow and began shooting towards the rafters. Cat softly swore, swinging down to the ground to avoid being hit and for back up when the uber strong guy appeared, swinging at Oliver who ducked again before lifting another arrow to shoot him, which trapped him against the shelves.

"Who are you?" Oliver demanded.

"Merely a follower." The guy replied.

"Of who?"

"My brother."

"Did he give you the Mirakuru?" Oliver yelled. "Did he inject you with it?"

"No. He saved me with it." He broke free from the restraint and charged Oliver, who shot both his feet pinning him to the ground.

They began to fight with their fists, the guy easily blocking the punches and when Oliver actually got a hit in, he grabbed his hand in pain. Cat rolled her eyes before joining the fray, jumping on top of the guy's back. He easily flipped her off, yanking the arrows out of his feet before grabbing Oliver and tossing him away. Cat ran at him again but he turned and caught her in the stomach, knocking her back several feet as she gasped for air, feeling herself grow more and more angry. She struggled to her feet in time to see the guy kick Oliver straight up into the air and she pulled out a gun, pointing it at him but hesitating when she saw her hands were no longer her hands, but claws. She almost dropped the gun in shock but a crash brought her back to the scene at hand and she saw the guy had knocked Oliver into a bunch of crates before grabbing another one and taking off. She lifted her gun again and began shooting, hearing his grunt as one of the bullets hit him before he was gone. Forgetting about the claws for the moment, she ran for Oliver, dropping down beside him just as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he passed out.

She pulled out her phone, noting her hands were normal again as she called Felicity.

"Get to that disaster bunker right away." She told her friend.

"We're already here." Felicity replied, sounding strained. "But how do you know-" She stopped, seeing Oliver on the ground with needles sticking out of him and someone in a black hood above him. Diggs pulled his gun out, aiming it at the black hood and Cat realized they couldn't see her face. She ripped the hood off, looking at them with a sheepish smile.

"Surprise?"

"What….?" Felicity trailed off before shaking her head and dropping down beside them. "What happened?"

"Super big strong dude, threw him and he landed in here. His pulse is weak but he's alive."

"What are you doing here?" The older woman asked.

"Trying to help."

"How do we know you weren't helping the other guy?" Diggs asked, keeping his gun trained on her.

"Because if you look over there, you'll see a trail of blood from where I shot him. I came here to help you guys, not hurt you."

Diggs looked at Felicity who nodded as she looked at the needles in his leg and pulled them out. She jumped up and ran to the computer, typing away on it before she called Cat over.

"I can't get in, I can't tell what he's been injected with. They're coded, it should be in here."

Cat pulled the keyboard towards her trying to get in to the system. She did with very little problems but nothing was coming up as to what Oliver had been injected with.

"I'm calling 911." Diggs said, pulling out the phone.

"You can't. Felicity cried. "If you do, everyone will know he's the vigilante."

"But he'll still be alive." Diggs argued.

"Call Barry."

Both of them looked towards Cat who was looking at them with a funny expression on her face.

"Why?" Diggs asked.

"Because he can save him."

"How do you know this?"

"Because I saw him do it." She looked at them now, the odd expression gone. "I saw Barry save him, you have to call him."

Felicity dialed him, hanging up in frustration. "It's going straight to voicemail."

Cat's eyes went distant again as she spoke. "I know where he is. He's at the train station. No, he will be at the train station soon. His train is gone and you have like 2 minutes before he leaves in frustration. But he will be there soon."

"We can't just bring them in." Diggs hissed at Felicity

She glared at him. "Barry can save him and Lina, I think we need her. Go get Barry, I'll get Oliver back there."

Diggs sighed but reached over and picked Oliver up, slinging him over his shoulder.

"My car's just outside." Cat informed him, yanking the beanie off her head. "Put him in there, then you can take your car to get Barry."

"How do you know so much?" Diggs demanded to know as he followed her out to where she had stashed her car.

"Long story that I'm guessing I will be telling very shortly but right now, we need to move if we want to save Oliver."

Diggs placed Oliver into the backseat, giving her one last wary look. She grabbed him, telling him to hold on as she opened the trunk of her car and the false bottom, pulling out her tranquilizer gun and handing It to him.

"What's this?" he asked.

"You plan on knocking him out to get him there. Shoot him with this. It's a mild sedative, he'll wake up by the time you return and can help."

He took it and left and Cat handed Felicity her keys, demanding that she drive. The blonde complied and when she was out on the road, opened her mouth to ask her friend some questions when she slumped forward, holding her head in her hands.

"Lina, what's wrong?" Felicity asked, "Did you get hit too?"

"No." Cat groaned. "Head rush. That's the most I've seen in days."

"Most what?" Felicity couldn't help but ask.

"Most of the future.. ugh, this is going to be fun."

"Were you actually telling the truth when you said you were psychic? Because I don't believe in psychics."

"Most people don't." Cat muttered. "Let's just get Oliver there, than we can decide how much of me you believe in."

Felicity nodded, focusing on the driving and when they got to the destination, she jumped out and opened up the doors to the backseat, looking nervously at Oliver before glancing at Cat.

"Um, grab his feet and I'll grab his arms?" she suggested.

"Or, lead the way, I'll grab him." Cat replied, gently pushing her friend aside as she reached in and pulled Oliver out, slinging him over her shoulder.

Felicity watched with wide eyes at how easily she did it all. THis tiny girl who probably wasn't even five feet tall, just slung Oliver over her shoulder like he weighed nothing. "What are you?"

"Mostly human," Cat replied as she followed closely behind Felicity.