Quentin had been gone about 30 minutes when Laurel showed up, not at all happy that she had been ordered here by her father when Oliver and Thea needed her.

"Good you finally here," said Sara as her opened the front door, turning around before Laurel could answer.

"Don't act like this is 6 years ago," snapped Laurel, walking into the house banging the door closed behind her. "The only reason that I am here at all is because dad left me no other option."

"Look I don't have the time or quite frankly the energy to fight with you at the minute," snapped Sara, turning back towards her sister. "You need to make up you mind and quick, either you trust me and be civil or you can leave and go back to you psycho mother-in-law. I am sure that they made sure that their houses where safe...right."

"Sara..."

"Look I have a scared and confused 4 year old in the next room, who may have just lost her mother today," Said Sara, unable to hide the pain that she was feeling as she said those words. "So the last thing she needs is to have to witness her other mother and her aunt fighting and arguing."

"Mother"? Repeated Laurel confused by the words that her sister had used.

"What?" asked Sara, stopping before she walked back into the room that Amira was currently in.

"You said mother and other mother," explained Laurel

"I have been dating a woman for the past 5 years," explained Sara, getting straight to the point since Laurel already hated her anyway what was the point in worrying about giving her one more thing. "Nyssa was in Tibet for business and I haven't been able to get in contact her since the earthquake hit."

"Oh my god Sara,"

"They're here, they're here," shouted Amira over a loud noise that seemed to fill the whole house.

"Who is here," shouted Laurel, placing her hands over her ears in a vain attempt to block the noise.

"Our ride out of the potential damage radius," explained Sara, picking Amira before grabbing the bag that she had left the front door.

The scene that met Laurel when she walked of the door made Laurel stop in shock. She had only been inside for a few minutes at most, how had the empty street (everyone was trying to as far away from the glades as they could) was now filled by a large, what looked like a cargo plane.

"What the hell," asked Laurel, unable to keep the shock from her face,

"Are you coming?" asked Sara, with a laugh before continuing to the plane, knowing that her sister would follow eventually.

When Laurel finally caught up with her sister, she was surprised to see her sister wrapped in the arms of a tall Blonde woman, who seemed to be comforting Sara in a language that she couldn't understand. But that was nothing compared to the surprised that she felt when she witnessed her niece ran to an older woman, shouting grandma before jumping into her arms.

"Ms Lance, welcome aboard," said a man who looked to be in his 50's.

"What's going on?" wondered Laurel, feeling like she had just woke up in some parallel universe, "who are you people?"

"We are friends of Sara's," spoke up a girl who looked like she couldn't be much older than Thea. "We seen the news report and wanted to make sure that Sara and Amira we ok,"

"And you decided to use a cargo plane to get here?"

"Why don't we all get settled," said the man that had first greeted Laurel when she walked onto the plane, "we need to get off the ground as quickly as possible."

For the next two hours the plane flow over Sterling City, as they waited for the news to come through that it was finally safe for them to land. During this time everyone was running around, speaking in a language that Laurel didn't understand. And feeling like she was getting in everyone's way, Laurel had spent the last hour and a half in the corner of the room, watching the way that everyone interacted with each other, as well as the fact that they all seemed to treat Sara as if she was royalty and seemed as if they where all deferring to Sara for all decisions.

"Ms Lance if you come this way I will show you somewhere that you can check in with your father and fiancé." Said a young man with a slight accent, who looked like he couldn't be much other than Thea.

"Who are you people? What is this place? Why do you treat Sara like she was god?"Demanded Laurel in a tone of voice that normally reserved for murderers during cross examination.

But he ignored her just like everyone else she had spoken to in the last hour and a half.

"The beloved has instructed that you are shown all comforts while we stop what is happening."

"The beloved?" wondered Laurel, refusing to follow him until she got some answers.

But before he could repeat the company line, a woman in full tactical gear walked up behind Laurel and dismissed him in the same language that Sara and the others had been speaking.

"miss lance I need you to follow me," said the woman, who Laurel realised was the same person that had been huddled with Sara since they arrived and who seemed to be in charge of this little...group.

"What the hell is going on," demanded Laurel once again. This time having to do as the woman said, when the woman placed her hand between Laurel's shoulders and applied pressure, forcing laurel to move forward and as Laurel walked she couldn't help but think that she was walking to her death.

But it was only when they arrived at a well furnished room and the door closed firmly behind them, that the woman seemed to lose her evil facade and become more...human...for want of a better word.

"I know that this is going to be hard to take in," said the woman, gesturing to the seat across from where the one she was taking. "But I need you to listen to everything I have to say,"

"What? Are you going to tell me anything more shocking than that my sister, who everyone thought was dead, is actually alive and has a girlfriend and a kid." Snipped Laurel, who felt like her head was going to explode with all the 'surprises' that her had got in the last 24 hours.

"Oh you have no idea," said Sara, who was leaning against the door, making Laurel jump in surprise.