I know not a lot happens this chapter, but next chapter will have a lot of developments.

Argus base

Night

Everyone's ears were ringing as smoke filled the room. Diggle and Lyla were pinned under a piece of rubble, Felicity lying not far from them, knocked out. Slade, Laurel, and Thea were all pinned under a piece of rubble, unable to move while Waller stood under a piece of rubble that pinned her legs. They all looked up as two figures emerged from the smoke. Oliver was no surprise, but the second figure was.

"Lawton?" Diggle gasped as Lawton smirked nastily.

"Hey John, surprised to see me? I guess that's no surprise, considering sacrificed myself so you and the Misses could get home to baby Sara. And then Waller threw me under the bus," Lawton glowered at the impassive Waller, "Don't even think about trying to blow my head off, my new boss took care of the bomb already."

"Deadshot, we have a job to do." Oliver reminded him.

"Yeah yeah yeah, I'm going." Lawton waved him off.

Lawton walked over to the computers and pulled out what looked like a flash drive before plugging it in. Lawton them tapped his ear.

"Deadshot to home base, Arrow and I have done our part. Do yours." Lawton said.

"Copy that."

While this was going, Oliver walked over to Slade, Laurel, and Thea, who all looked up at him.

"Slade." Oliver greeted coolly.

Hey kid." Slade greeted.

"You seem…" Oliver trailed off.

"The Mirakuru wore off not long after our last encounter," Slade explained and Oliver nodded, "What do they have on you kid? We know they have something on you."

"Please Ollie, tell us." Thea begged.

"We can help." Laurel tried to reach him.

I really wish that were true Laurel, but you can't help me." Oliver said regretfully as Lawton pulled the flash drive out.

"Okay, we're ready," Lawton said as he walked over to Oliver, "but first, that thing she wanted you to do? Do it."

Oliver nodded, reaching back into his quiver. Notching an arrow, he whirled around and fired. The arrow soared through the air before striking Waller it the heart, killing her instantly. Everyone looked on, horrified at what Oliver had just done. Oliver and Lawton then turned around and walked out, leaving the stunned heroes and Slade in their wake.

Jet

Early morning, before dawn

"I'm impressed Oliver," White said as Lawton handed her the flash drive, "you killed Amanda Waller without hesitation."

"That is the only part of this that I actually enjoyed, I've wanted to kill her for years," Oliver admitted, "but why was it necessary?"

"Nothing is necessary. But we all have our orders." White told him calmly.

"I think you owe me some answers. Who are you working for, what order, and what is the endgame here?" Oliver demanded hotly.

"Ooh, bad move buddy." Lawton snickered as White flashed Oliver a cool smirk.

"I think it's time to remind you why you're here," White told him before looking over at Lawton, "take him there."

Lawnton smirked before he gestured for Oliver to follow him. With a glare at White, Oliver turned around and followed him. Lawton led Oliver into a room with a wall in the center of the room. At Lawton's nod, a tech picked up a tablet and pushed some buttons and the wall faded away. Behind bullet proof glass, there was a room. There was a bed with a woman and a young boy on it. Seeing him, the woman stood up and walked over to the glass.

Oliver."

"Samantha," Oliver breathed, "I'm sorry you got dragged into this mess."

"What's happening Oliver?" Samantha demanded.

"It's…complicated and even I don't know the full story. Why didn't you tell me the truth?" Oliver demanded and Samantha sighed.

"Your mother paid me two million dollars to lie to you. I never cashed it; I knew enough to know I never wanted that woman around him." Samantha explained.

"Or me." Oliver said bitterly.

"Can you blame me?" Samantha challenged and Oliver sighed.

"No." He admitted.

"Mom?" Samantha turned around Oliver looked over her shoulder to see a young boy, eight or nine, standing behind her.

"Who's that?"

"Come here honey," Samantha gestured forward and the boy cautiously moved forward, Samantha putting a comforting hand on his back, "Oliver, this is William. William…this is your dad."

"My-my dad?" William gapped, staring up at the man he had always wanted to meet.

"Hi." Oliver said smiling slightly as he fought tears.

"Oliver," Samantha said, tears filling her eyes as her voice cracked, "no matter what happens to me, save my son. Your son."

Suddenly, the room faded and the wall was back. Oliver whirled around to see Lawton smirking at him.

"Good visit?" White asked as she walked in.

"How did you know about my son when I didn't?" Oliver snarled.

"My new boss made it his business to find out everything about you when I suggested we recruit you. It didn't take him long to figure out about your mother giving Samantha those checks or your son. Now, will you comply?" White asked.

Snarling in rage, Oliver reached out and grabbed her around the neck. Lawton aimed a gun at Oliver but White simply smirked.

"I know what you're thinking," White told him calmly, "Lawton's the only one here, and you can take him, kill me, get your son and Samantha and get them to safety. But you see these cameras in here? The moment you make a move, two highly paid men will make their way here with a specific set of instructions. And it won't be to save me; it will be to kill your son and his mother. It's your choice Oliver."

"Even if I kill you," Oliver said after a moment, "even if I killed all your men, I still wouldn't get there in time because of those men. Because I'm by myself here. So I have no choice."

Oliver let her go and White stumbled back, massaging her throat as she smirked. Lawton chuckled as he lowered his gun.

"Wise choice Oliver, wise choice." Lawton said and Oliver gave him a dirty look.

"You said that living a life of domestic bliss wasn't me, you were right," Oliver said as he turned his head to glare at White, "the second my son and Samantha re safe, you and everyone here are all dead."

"Now there's the Oliver I know." White smirked.

"Considering all I'm doing for you, you guys owe me," Oliver said as he pulled out an arrowhead necklace, "give this to my son. I want him to feel safe while all this is going on."

"Deadshot, give the boy the necklace. White said after a moment.

"You break it or lie, you're dead." Oliver growled as he gave Lawton the necklace.

"Relax; I'll give it to your son." Lawton smirked before walking off.