Not my best chapter, but it really wasn't meant to be. This is just sort of transition chapter to show everyone dealing with what they've learned so far. Hope you enjoy it though.

Roy found Thea by a window, staring out at the utter wasteland that used to be their home. He walked over to her, standing next to her but not saying anything, waiting for her to speak. He didn't have to wait long.

"Don't tell me I need to forgive her," Thea said in a cold voice.

"I wasn't," Roy smiled slightly when she looked at him incredulously. "I'm serious. I don't exactly know what you're going through, but I know talking to your mom probably won't help."

"She lied to me, my whole life she lied to me," Thea said angrily.

"I know. There's no excuse for that. I'd ask if you were okay…but I don't see how you could be," Roy said and Thea sighed.

"Honestly, I don't even know how I'm feeling. Malcolm Merlyn is my father. I'm the daughter of not one, but two mass murderers. God, this is such a mess," Thea said, laughing humorlessly.

"You're right, it is," the two of them turned around to see Arsenal walking up to them. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Thea asked confused.

"That you're in pain," Arsenal said as he pulled out what looked like a disk. "This might not be the best time, but I have something for you."

"What is that?" Roy asked wearily as Arsenal handed it to Thea.

"It's a message from Robert," Arsenal said and Thea started. "He made one for you and Oliver each before he died. Oliver found the messages, he didn't show it to you because he thought the message would only cause you pain. But I think you need to hear what's on this message, especially now."

Arsenal then walked away, leaving Thea and Roy alone.

"If you wanna be alone, I can go," Roy offered but Thea shook her head.

"Would you watch it with me?" Thea asked in a small voice.

Roy nodded as they sat down on a couch. Roy took her hand as she pressed the button on the device. Immediately, a holographic screen appeared in front of them and Thea breathed as she saw Robert Queen on it.

"Hey sweetheart. If you're seeing this, it means I'm…gone," Robert said with a sigh. "Thea, Athena. You were named after the Greek Goddess of wisdom. And that's what you did; you made me a wiser man, a better man. Now I need you to do that for your brother kiddo. Whether he realizes it or not, he needs you. Long after your mother and I are gone, you two will still have each other. You two need to look out for each other…Thea, I haven't lived a very good life, a vey honorable life. But, the two greatest achievements I have accomplished…will always be you and your brother. I love you kiddo, never forget that."1

The screen faded and Thea lowered her head, her shoulders shaking as she stared to sob. Roy pulled her into his arms and tried his best to comfort her as she sobbed into his shoulder.

Moira watched from the doorway, guilt flooding her at the pain her daughter was in because of her. Rene walked up next to her, looking at the scene before looking back at Moira.

"She'll be okay," Rene assured her.

"I should have told her the truth," Moira sighed in guilt.

"Yeah, you should've. But you can't do anything about that now. All you can do is try and move forward with her when she lets you," Rene paused before looking over at her. "At least you have a chance to start over with your daughter. Not everyone is that lucky."

Rene then walked off, leaving Moira to her thoughts. She looked in on her daughter and Roy once more before she turned and walked out as well, needing to clear her head.

Quentin and Laurel were in what they assumed was a kitchen, but neither of them felt much like eating. Their minds were whirling with the knowledge that not only was Sara alive, but she would one day have a daughter with Oliver.

At that moment, Mia walked in, walking over to the fridge. She pulled out bottled water and took a drink, catching her grandfather and aunt staring at her, no doubt comparing her to her mother.

"If you want to say something, just do it. The staring is creepy," Mia said, catching them off guard.

"Sorry, you just…you look so much like her," Laurel said and Mia nodded.

"So I've been told," Mia said dryly.

"You mother. When did she…" Quentin trialed off, not able to say it but Mia got the message.

"When I was three. I don't really remember much of it because I was so young. Barry Allen, an old friend of dad's, needed her help against some threat. Pretty much every remaining hero was called upon. When it was over...mom was among the casualties," Mia said, remembering the news articles she'd looked up. "The media called it the crisis of 2024. Crisis seems pretty accurate. Barry disappeared, mom died, and pretty much every surviving hero went into hiding after that."2

"I'm sorry," Laurel said and Mia smiled sadly.

"Me to. I miss her every day. I try to hold onto the memories I have of her but…" Mia trailed off.

"You were so young, so it's hard," Quentin finished and Mia nodded.

"Like I said, at least you'll get her back. Not all of us are so lucky," Mia said bitterly before she walked out of the room.

Quentin stared after her for a moment, his heart breaking for his granddaughter.

"We have to change this future, for her," Quentin told Laurel as he looked over at her. "Which means no going after Oliver when we get home."

"You don't need to tell me twice. All this time, I've been blaming Ollie for something that was my fault. The only reason Tommy was even there that day was because Ollie warned me not to go in but I was too stubborn to listen," Laurel said, guilt crushing down on her.

"You can't think like that baby," Quentin said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "It's your fault, its tommy's fault, its Oliver's fault, who cares? Tommy wouldn't want you two blaming yourselves for his death. Now isn't a time to feel sorry for yourself Laurel."

"I know. Now's a time for action," Laurel said as she thought of everything she'd learned since coming here. "We need to make sure this future never happens. Whatever it takes."

"Whatever it takes," Quentin agreed.

1: One thing that kind of bugs me about Robert's message to Thea in the show is that it seems to be meant for a grown woman rather than a girl of twelve or younger, which Thea would have been when Robert made that video. So I tried to make it so that it sounded more like a message you'd leave for a child, not sure I succeeded though.

2: So, it's pretty clear by now that not only are vigilantes outlawed in the future, but heroes in general are gone. Just from the recent episodes of Flash, it's obvious Cisco, Caitlin, and Ralph aren't around anymore. And I'm guessing it has something to do with the events of Arrow and the events leading to Barry disappearing in 2024, but that's just my theory.