I love this chapter…oh, yeah…I do not own anything to do with anything about the Green Arrow or Black Canary, (good thing that I would leave Dinah in the dust and run with Oliver). Just kidding…or am I? Anyway, read the story, be truthful if you like it or not.
Chapter 3
The struggles we live through,
The heart ache we face.
To brave the future is not to think.
Run while you can,
Breathe when you're dead.
Live it all to the fullest
Tomorrow was always going to be yesterday
Miss. Crawford.
"Where to?" Dinah asked as they passed the flashing lights and people of the city.
"I'm just here for the ride…It's purely your decision." Oliver said as they turned left onto Reverence Road.
"My decision…." Dinah mused with a smirk. "Well, you had better be able to put up with whatever I pick. Can you do that Oliver? Can you handle it?"
Oliver smiled his flashing teeth then said, "Anything you can throw at me Dinah, I can handle."
Raising and eyebrow she laughed, "Well, we will see about that, wont we?"
Picking a place only took Dinah moments. She had chosen a place that was always in her heart. "Turn left on the next road, and then we will be there." She said as they passed a car, going 80. Now they were going at least 40 over the speed limit. But Dinah felt safe with Oliver, no matter where he led her.
"What?" He asked in an incredulous voice.
"You said anywhere, didn't you? I clearly remember you saying that. Now, come on. The night's still young." Dinah whispered as she got out of the black car.
"The local bar?" He asked, making sure he was right.
"Well, the name say's Joe's so yes, we are going to eat at Joe's bar and grill." Dinah said with a smile. Oliver could only gape for a few seconds because her smile lit his face, breaking his heart into a million pieces of pure happiness.
Her smile was worth every part of him, even his money. If this is what Dinah wanted, then he would happily join her. They walked in and to his surprise he found the outside was nothing like the inside. It was modern with a long bar and clean table. There was music and plasma televisions all around the place.
A few men were at the bar and turned to smile at Dinah, "Hey girl." One said to her as she walked up to him.
For a moment Oliver was ready to pick a fight with the man but then he saw Dinah smile. "Henry…Where have you been?" She asked him as Oliver looked at both with confusion.
"Henry is an old friend. Henry and Joe first hired me when I came from college. It was my first job here, they were both very kind…almost like fathers to me." Dinah said and then turned to Oliver.
"Henry…Joe," She said as Joe rounded the corner and smiled at her like a father to his long lost daughter. "This is Oliver."
Both lowered their eyebrows and gave him a distrustful look. "Ignore them…they just-" She whispered and then a woman called Dinah's name.
Dinah turned to see Mary who was Joe's wife. Mary also had taken Dinah under her wing when she had come to Gotham searching for a job and a home. Mary was the opposite of Joe, she was not so tall, but unlike Joe she had a wonderful figure. She was beautiful for being much older than Dinah. They all were like family to her, hopefully Oliver would understand.
"Now," Mary said as she reached Oliver and Dinah, "Dinah's never brought a man back home. Well, you must be special." She said as she pointed an old finger at Oliver Queen.
Oliver turned a slight color of red and said, "Thank you Ma'am."
Mary went behind the bar but told Oliver, "Don't call me Ma'am…that was years ago. Please, call me Mary. And this is my husband Joe, as you have already met I see. His looks tough but he's a lover. Then, you met Henry, he's Joe brother; I swear, he never leaves this place." Mary said as she grabbed them a basket of fries.
"Your favorite...as usual." Mary said to Dinah as she gave them to her. Dinah took Oliver's hand for his own safety and led them to a corner booth. Oliver slipped in across Dinah.
"You have favorite fries?" Oliver asked her as he looked at her with a half smile.
"Stop teasing…and yes, I have 'favorite' fries. Curly fries are my favorite. Don't you?" She asked him with a smile.
"I usually don't eat fries…I have to keep up this great figure of mine." Oliver said as he touched his abs with a pure laugh that lit the room with smiles.
"Oh right…the fries could kill you," Dinah said as she ate another, "Come one." She said as she held one up to him. "You know you want to."
Oliver licked his lips then said, "Oh, I guess, no one would ever know. But you can't tell anyone…It could possibly ruin my Empire."
"Wow," Dinah said, "This little fry could kill everything…huh." Oliver was about to eat it then she grabbed it from him.
His mouth fell as he exaggerated his facial expressions, "You!" He said pointing a finger at her, trying to hide his smile.
"Me?" Dinah whispered as she took the basket and put them on the seat next to her. "I had to eat it Oliver…that fry was going to destroy you. I don't want you destroyed-yet." She said with a bright innocent smile.
"Then you take the other fries…you are a very dark woman Dinah. You're taking the world down. I must now save the fries." Oliver said as he got up and took the fries.
Jumping up to follow him Dinah grabbed Oliver from behind and captured him in her arms. "Give the fries back." She said threateningly.
"Never." He growled but stopped moving. "But there is one way. Only one way." Oliver said as he turned to look at her.
"I would do anything." She whispered as he faced her with a smile. Her words weren't applying to only fries anymore.
"Dance…one dance." He said in a hushed voice that made her go mad.
She mocked him with her smile then said, "A dance…you want a dance? Oliver, I never knew there was so much to know about you."
Oliver put the fries down and tickled her slightly, "Are you being sarcastic with me, Miss. Lance?"
"Who me…never." She whispered as he put his arm out to take hers. Dinah took his hand and put the other behind his back.
"Mary," Dinah said across the bar. Mary walked over as Dinah whispered something to her.
Oliver was left in the dark and asked, "What? What are you doing now?"
Seconds later he heard the answer to his question. The song that was resounding through the bar was Dinah's favorite slow song. It Ends Tonight.
Suddenly the lights went dim and no one made a sound. All was quiet except for the soft movement of their shoes as they danced.
Dinah put her head on his chest and shut her eyes, listening and feeling the rhythm of his heart. It was a slow steady beat that made her body work with his in a rhythm that filled her mind.
Oliver rested his head on hers and took in her scent. He knew she loved this song, he couldn't ever forget it. It was their last college dance, the last time he had spent time with her. Good thing he had already whispered to Mary to play the song. Even though he didn't get the credit, it was fine…she was still with him.
Oliver loved the casualness of it. The bar was perfect and Dinah, as always, was perfect in very way that he could ever want. Oliver had never wanted a moment to last more than he wanted this one to last.
Then like a charm, the song was over but the light's stayed off for a moment. Dinah looked up into Oliver's eyes and saw the sparkles that came with his smile. He tilted his head and gently put his lips to hers. Dinah kissed him as she put her hands around his neck. Oliver held her there with his strong hands around her waist.
It seemed like years but the kiss only last for a moment, until they heard, "Dinah."
Dinah pulled away and put her head on Oliver's chest as the light's came to their original shine. Oliver whispered in her ear, "Those people are good. They know when to turn on the lights and everything."
Dinah laughed then took the fries and ran.
