A/N: Hey guys! Decided that I couldn't leave you hanging like that (Thank Miyuki Tanaka for that). So here's the next chapter of Healing Touch:

Chapter 4: Who Are You?

Star City, 1994

16 April 19:30 PDT

Oliver's bedroom window opened from the outside and Ollie crept back into his safe haven after going to his self-defense and archery classes. His father had no idea that he snuck out after school, he thought that his son just stayed in his room out of the way. Ollie was fine with this arrangement. The only people that knew he snuck out after school was his dear mother, Cora, and his best friend from Gotham, Bruce Wayne.

As soon as Ollie shut and locked his window, there was a flash of bright white light and Ollie lifted his right arm to shield his eyes. When the light cleared there was an unconscious (A/N: He got knocked out by the time travel) redheaded teenage boy on his bed.

Ollie approached the lad with the stealth and silence of a jungle cat just in case he suddenly woke and bolted. As he got closer, he could see that the boy's face was quite handsome and sculpted and he gulped. Along with this he noticed that his hands were scarred, especially his fingers, as if he handled something dangerously regularly. Ollie also realised that the teenager had quite a fashion-sense. He wore a red undershirt and over that was a jacket with a black leather bodice and red fabric sleeves. He looked closer and saw that the sleeves were sewed neatly in place by hand and not by machine – he should know what hand-sewing looked like, his mother did a bit every day – so he deduced that this kid was quite a craftsman. Ollie also realised that the jacket had a red fabric hood that had also been sewed on. As he took in the jacket he saw that on the right arm of the jacket there was a jewelled – all hand stitched – ocelot going down the arm, as though it was climbing down a tree.

Ollie didn't realise but he was right in the boy's face and what he also didn't realise was that the boy had shifted; or that his mother was in his doorway smiling. Cora Queen watched her son get closer to this strange boy, even when he was unconscious she could feel the love that this boy had for her son and the love that was slowly but surely blossoming within her son for this boy. Collin mustn't find out about this, she thought with apprehension and worry for what he would do if he found out that a teenage boy had appeared out of nowhere in their house. Oh dear Eva, let us hope for the sake of the fairy world that this child is the one for my boy. If only he would open his eyes, then I would know.

What Cora didn't realise was that Roy was slowly coming around and Ollie was still in his face. Roy slowly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was a young blonde male in his face.

"Ahh!" Roy shouted, startled. His exclamation had caused Ollie to fall back in surprise and had caused his mother to jump in shock. Luckily, Cora had shut the bedroom door and cast a sound-proofing spell on the door, so Collin was none the wiser.

Ollie blinked and stared at the eighteen year old in confusion. He couldn't make heads or tails of what he felt around this boy but he knew he made him feel safe, as if nothing could touch him, not even his father. Ollie smiled for the first time in years and stood up from his spot on the floor.

Meanwhile, Roy was cautiously looking around the room on the look-out for any kind of trap or people within the shadows. The last thing he remembered was being in his apartment and then black so he had no idea where he was, or who had brought him here.

Cora cleared her throat pointedly making her son jump and Roy look up sharply, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"Hello, dear child, I am Cora Queen. May I enquire about your name, my son's intended?" Cora asked formally as was the way of the fairy world. She had felt the connection as soon as her son had seen his intended's eyes, for she was an empathic fairy and she could feel the poor boy's confusion.

Roy coughed to clear his throat and answered, very slowly. "My name is Roy Harper. May I ask where I am? And why does he look like a mini version of my mentor?" Roy asked calmly, and pointed towards Ollie in confusion.

"Yes you may, you are in the residence of Queen House. May I ask the full name of your mentor, young man?" Cora asked quietly.

"Oliver Jonas Queen. Why?" Roy asked confused. Ollie's eyes widened when he said this.

"My name is Oliver Jonas Queen!" he exclaimed in shock and his mother couldn't help but face-palm at her son's stupidity.

"Ollie, this young man must be from the future. Excuse my son he can be stupid sometimes." Cora apologized profusely.

Roy looked skeptical at this information. "The future? And if you're Ollie then tell me something that only Ollie would know."

"Um, Collin abuses me?" Ollie answered and then gasped in shock as he realised what he said. "Oh God, I'm dead. He's gonna kill me! What am I gonna do? Oh, duh, if I slam his head against my headboard then it will make him forget that I told him that!"

Roy grabbed Ollie by the shoulders and shook his head in amusement. "Yep, your definitely Ollie because only Ollie would think that banging somebody's head against a headboard would make them forget something. And kiddo, I already knew that Collin abuses you."

Cora smiled as her son calmed down and she slowly walked out of the room slowly.

"So, I'm in the past, then, huh?"

A/N: Yes, I realise that Roy may seem OOC but I believe that if he was in the past then he would accept because he would know that there wouldn't be anything he'd be able to do at once. So that's the new chapter. Hope you enjoyed, please drop a review?

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