"Hey, Ollie, I think you may want to slow down just a little bit," Laurel said, wishing now that she'd grabbed her sister before running off on this fool's chase that Oliver was on. He liked treating Thea like she was an untouchable princess, but he was the only one that saw her that way, Laurel knew better.

"Laurel, if all you were gonna do was bitch, why did you even come?" Oliver snapped, garnering a glare from his girlfriend, then sighing as he mouthed a silent apology to her through the rearview mirror. She was the best girlfriend he could ever ask for and he knew it, and that part of things probably scared him the most where she was concerned.

"We don't even know where to look," Tommy mentioned again as they'd already drove by the Winchester family gun and army surplus store not seeing the elder boy's car there though nobody was surprised. It was a well-known fact that John Winchester had taught his boys to be survivalists, but he wasn't crazy and he wouldn't condone his son taking off with Robert and Moira Queen's daughter regardless of the situation.

"We're gonna head back by the school," Oliver said, already turning in that direction while giving Laurel his best smile. He could already see her shaking her head no at whatever his plan was, but one thing about Laurel was that she often gave in to him even when she didn't want to. "I want you to go get that Felicity girl," he told her, his argument against her refusals already forming in his head.

"Oliver," she sighed, her denial dying on her lips. "Why?" Was all she ended up asking, though she was quite sure it would have something to do with the girl's computer skills and she wasn't surprised when Oliver wanted her to track Thea's cell phone.

"Have you even tried to call her?" Tommy asked as almost an after thought, it seemed like such a simple thing to do but he was quite sure that his friend hadn't even tried to call his sister.

Oliver huffed a bit to cover his slight embarrassment as he parked in the school parking lot, motioning for Tommy to let Laurel out. "I'll call her while Laurel gets Felicity." He pulled out his phone, hitting the speed dial while Laurel ducked back into the school in search of a girl that she wasn't sure how she was going to convince to cut class, something she was quite sure had never happened before.

Charlie was checking out the blonde tech geek when she was joined by Sam and Castiel, both of whom had taken the computer class simply because it would be an easy A, for Sam because he knew his way around a computer and Cas because even though he wasn't Charlie's preferred gender, she still held a crush on the boy and would make sure he sailed through the class with ease.

"So," Charlie began after getting settled behind the computer, showing Castiel code that he never had hope to even understand, but he liked the way Charlie pretended he did, "by inputting the cell phone data you can then first ping the towers and give it a second," she drew out a long pause, "and ding dong, bitches, there's Dean."

Sam perked up at the sound of Dean's name having spaced out before that, "What about Dean?"

Charlie rolled her eyes at him as she pointed to a place on the map on the computer screen that showed Dean's current exact location, "That's where your brother is having his last meal."

Sam looked at the computer screen and shook his head, there really was way too much time and attention being spent by everyone worrying about Dean and Thea. Even though he had at first wondered about his brother having some sort of death wish, as the day wore on and everyone else kept making the story bigger than it should be, he was becoming quite bored with it, that is until Laurel Lance walked into their computer class.

She didn't even knock at the door, just walked in, moving straight over to Felicity Smoak and squatting down beside the young blonde, talking in a low voice, but not so low that Sam, Castiel and Charlie couldn't overhear by not making a sound themselves, sitting perfectly still. When Laurel finished stating her desire for Felicity to go with her, her computer skills needed, Charlie let out a loud bark of laughter. While she admired the blondes physique and felt she did have promise as a future hacker, she had nothing on her.

"What the hell," she grumbled, puffing out her chest a little as Castiel patted her hand.

Sam chuckled at her as well, "Charlie do you really think Oliver would enlist you to help find Dean?" He shook his head, the chuckle still on his lips as he was really starting to feel better about the whole situation. He took out his phone and sent his brother a text, alerting him to the mass hysteria he had started by driving off with the younger Queen. When he got a reply seconds later that was simply an emoji with the squinty eyes and tongue stuck out he knew his brother's phone had been commandeered by none other than Thea Queen herself. He couldn't stop himself, he replied.

Hi, Thea.

In a matter of seconds his phone dinged again, a wide smile spreading across his face.

Wishing you would have skipped now, aren't you?

His fingers quickly typed out his reply.

Next time?

Her next reply made his heart skip a beat.

It's a date.