"You're doing it again, Ollie." Black Canary whispered, her arms around Green Arrow's neck.

"Doing what?" Green Arrow asked, his arms wrapped gently around Black Canary's waist.

"Getting attached." Dinah said, kissing Ollie's lips gently. "I can tell by the way you look at him."

Ollie didn't say anything.

"Be careful," Dinah said."Remember you only have him until he gets put in foster care-"

"I told him I wouldn't send him there."

"Ollie, it's not as bad as it sounds-"

"It's exactly as bad as it sounds."

Dinah sighed and kissed his cheek. "We'll make sure he is put with a good family."

"Okay." Ollie agreed. He kissed her lips.

"Hey-Woah!" Barry said when he barged in. "Am I interupt-"

"No." Dinah said, pulling away from Ollie, "You weren't."

"What do you got?" Ollie asked.

"Well," Barry started. "I got DNA and blood tests goin' now. The gash on his leg's been stitched up and I've put some neo on his hands and got them bandaged up. Other than that, there's nothing physicly wrong with him."

"What about mentally?" Ollie asked, sitting on the arm of the couch.

"The drugs he was on weren't just allergies or for stomach flu."

"What were they?" Dinah asked, sitting on the couch.

"They were antiphychotics." Barry said. "From their uses, I think the kid might have bipolar disorder or phychotic depression."

"Phychotic depression?" Ollie asked. "He's just a kid."

"I know, but-"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Dinah said.

Kaldur opened the door, stepping aside and letting Turnip walk in.

"Thank you, Kaldur." Dinah said, smiling at him.

Kaldur bowed his head in greeting then left, gently shutting the door behind him.

"Turnip, come sit down with us." Dinah said, patting the couch cushion next to her.

Barry and Ollie sat down on the couch parallel to them.

Turnip walked over them and sat down beside Dinah.

"Did you meet M'gann?" Dinah asked, shifting so she could face him.

Turnip nodded.

"Was she making a cookies?"

Turnip nodded, looking at Ollie with uncertainty.

"You can talk to her," Ollie said. "That's why we're all here."

Turnip nodded.

"Turnip," Dinah started. "Can you tell us what happened?" She asked. "From start to finish?"

Turnip swallowed and nodded. "I-I remember the night before there was...like a big bang, or-or a lighting bolt or something...When we woke up, everything was normal-expcept...u-um..." Turnip started shifting in the seat uncomfortably.

Dinah put her hand on his shoulder soothingly.

"Mom and Dad said they weren't feeling good...They were gonna go back to bed and they told me and Canty to take care of Carrie and that Canty was in charge. We ate and we watched tv for a little while..." Tears were streaming down Turnip's face.

Dinah put an arm around him, pulling him closer to her.

"We wanted to go down to the archery grounds and shoot, so we grabbed our bows and left...we left Mom and Dad a note..." Turnip wrapped his arms around himself. "We stopped at the gas station to get something to drink, and...Mr. Beele was on the ground, blood was coming out of his mouth...The archery place was closest to us, so we sent Carrie over there to get help...We found more people like that there. Carrie came back screaming and saying it was the same over there...We ran back to our house and Canty made me and Carrie stay downstairs while he got mom and dad...I-I know that he knew they would have been the same." Turnip started crying harder.

Barry nudged Ollie.

Ollie shook his head.

Barry nudged him again.

Ollie shook his head again.

Barry elbowed Ollie in the ribs.

Ollie sighed and got off the couch. He kneeled in front of Turnip and put his hands on his shoulders.

Turnip jumped into him and wrapped his arms around Ollie's neck, crying into his shoulder. Ollie's hood had fallen when Turnip hugged him.

Ollie hesitantly wrapped his arms around Turnip.

"I hate it, Ollie..." Turnip whimpered into Ollie's neck. "I can't close my eyes without seeing their bodies or feeling guilty about not dying with them..."

"Turnip, you have nothing to feel guilty about." Ollie said.

"I should be with them!" Turnip cried. "I should have died too!"

"No," Dinah said, moving closer to them. "Don't think like that, sweety."

Turnip looked at her, his eyes red and dark. "Why am I still alive?" He asked, his voice quiet. "What did I do? Why would God do this to me?"

"Turnip..." Dinah sighed, rubbing her temples. She felt tears in her eyes from seeing Turnip in such a broken state.

Barry stood up and put his hand on Dinah's shoulder as Turnip cried into Ollie's neck.

"Ollie," Barry said. "Maybe you otta take him home for tonight, bring him back tomorrow."

Ollie nodded and stood up, gently pulling Turnip up off the floor.

Barry ran out of the room and was back before the door closed. He handed Turnip his things. "See ya tomorrow kid." He said.

"Th-Thank you, Flash." Turnip said as he followed Ollie out of the room.

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