I felt like I was on fire. My heart pumped faster than I thought was possible. I screamed, falling to the ground in a crumpled heap. Then, just as quick as the pain came, it disappeared and everything went black.

I was floating in endless blackness. Then I snapped back to reality like a rubber band. I was in the Arrow-cave, on the same table I'd been on when I'd been stabbed. I jerked up into a sitting position, gasping and shaking. Oliver grabbed my arms, worry and fear on his face. Felicity came into view.

"She's not going to hurt us, Mirakuru or not!" She snapped. She pulled me into a hug, pushing Oliver away. I hugged her back weakly. Roy walked over to us and draped his red sweatshirt over my shoulders. Sara grabbed Oliver's arm and pulled him aside. They stood there, whispering with each other. Felicity hit my arm.

"Ow!" I said even though it didn't really hurt. "Don't pay any attention to them! They're just being mean." She told me. I climbed off the table, pulling the sweatshirt closer around me. Roy caught my arm as I started to fall. I leaned against him.

"What happened with Thea? Did Oliver get to her?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah. Diggle's driving her home. She knows about Oliver being Arrow now."

"Really?"

"Yeah… She and I also got in a fight and now we're broken up."

"I'm sorry."

"Not your fault. You feeling okay?"

"Better than before… It hurt." I mumbled. Felicity hugged me again, not releasing me even when Oliver and Sara came back over to us. Sara was staring at me like she'd been staring at Slade. Oliver either didn't notice or didn't care enough to tell her to knock it off.

"You okay, Rose?"

"Um… I guess. If she stops staring at me like that." I said, motioning towards Sara. Oliver glanced at her. She scoffed and silently headed for the stairs. I looked back at Oliver.

"Question: what's going to happen to me?" Oliver opened his mouth to answer, but Roy beat him to it.

"Nothing, Rose. I have the Mirakuru in my system too and I'm fine. You'll do even better because now we know what to expect." He explained. Oliver opened his mouth to speak but this time Felicity spoke before he could.

"Why don't you go take a shower and then get into bed? You're dirty and tired." She suggested. I nodded. I walked to the small bathroom. There was complete silence in the room until I turned on the shower. Then I heard everyone start talking. I put my ear to the door and listened in.

"She's not like you Roy!" Oliver was saying.

"No, she's tougher than Roy is! No offense, Roy. And why does it suddenly matter that she's Slade's daughter, Oliver?! She was Slade's daughter when you saved her in the Glades. She was Slade's daughter when you were punching things because you were so dang worried about her! I hacked into that stupid camera to see what was going on in that warehouse, not so you could judge her!" Felicity snapped.

"If she's anything like Slade-."

"She's not!" Felicity was almost yelling now.

"She can probably hear us." Roy said so quietly I had to strain to hear him. There was dead silence. I numbly climbed into the shower, letting the warm water wash over me. Once I'd used all the hot water, I turned off the shower, pulled on some clothes and walked out into the room again. Felicity had her back to me, typing rapidly on a keyboard. Oliver was sitting at a chair, head in his hands. He didn't notice me. I opened my mouth to say something to him but decided against it and hurried into my room. I jumped when Roy was sitting on my bed, waiting for me.

"Hey." He greeted me. I threw my towel onto my desk and ran a hand through my wet hair.

"Hey…" I returned. I stood there by my desk awkwardly, not sure if I should go sit down beside him or just stay there until he left.

"Wanna sit down?" At the invitation, I went over and climbed onto the bed beside him. We sat there in silence for a moment, though it wasn't exactly an awkward one.

"So Oliver knows I'm Slade's daughter?" I finally asked.

"You heard that?"

"Yeah."

"He's just not sure what to think right now. If it helps, it doesn't change anything for me. Not about you anyway, your mom, who slept with that guy, well…."

"Don't bag on my mom." I warned him halfheartedly. I'd been having the same thoughts myself. He sighed and looked over at me.

"Rose… I've gone through what you're about to go through. I can help you. I will help you." He promised. I nodded and kept nodding absentmindedly until my neck hurt.

"Rose…?" I became aware of the tears streaming down my face. Then I was crying full out. Roy put out a hand awkwardly and started rubbing my back, saying nothing.

"Oliver hates me." I sobbed.

"No… Um…" Roy searched for a way to reassure me. Then the door opened. Roy's hand shot back to his side and I scrubbed at my eyes. Felicity was standing on the other side.

"Oh, hey… I was just going to tell you that Oliver said you should head on home. It's been a long day." Felicity told Roy. He nodded but then looked at me. I nodded to him. He got up and left. Felicity closed the door behind him and walked over to me.

"I was going to head home, but if you need someone else besides Oliver here-."

"No. Go on home." I told her. She leaned in and hugged me, kissing me on top of the head. She headed for the door but stopped and turned back to me.

"Rose?" I looked up at her.

"Oliver may be…distant for a while, but you're still my little sister. Not daughter. That would make me old. But I'm here for you." I nodded.

"Thanks, Felicity." She nodded and headed out of the room. I sat there on my bed, my knees pulled up under my chin, for a while. Then I stood up and went to the door. I poked my head out. Oliver was in the same position as that I'd seen him in before. I walked up behind him. Suddenly he spun around and stood up, an arrow held up like a dagger. He saw it was me and relaxed slightly, sitting back down.

"Rose…" He said in acknowledgment. I pulled over a chair and sat down, pulling up one of my legs to rest my chin on my knee.

"You know I'm Slade's daughter… Does that change our…relationship?" I asked. He looked over at me, swirling the arrow between her fingers.

"I don't want it to… But I can't… I can't think about anything else then what's going to happen when the Mirakuru really starts to kick in." He pushed the chair back as he stood up. He threw the arrow like a dart, hitting one of the training dummies square in the chest.

"Why would it matter? You think I'm like Slade?" I asked.

"I don't know what to think, Rose."

"You should know well enough me by now! You should trust me! Now since you know who my father is, I'm a totally different person? That's how it works?!" I asked, jumping to my feet.

"Rose…"

"Good to know that the second something changes, you kick me out of the Arrow-Club. Sorry, no one but the people you really trust!" I yelled.

"Rose."

"I thought you trusted me! I thought I was like a daughter to you? That doesn't matter anymore!? Of course it doesn't. Because you're Oliver Queen! You only care about yourself!"

"Rose!" I finally realized I was shaking with anger. He had another arrow in his hand, ready to use. I stepped back, trying to calm myself down. I ran back to my room, slamming the door behind me so hard the walls shook. I threw myself down on the bed, trying to slow my breath. I stared at the ceiling. In one day, my whole life had changed…

A/N I would have had this up sooner but I started writing at like 7:45 and then was writing during commercials of the new CW show Star-Crossed. Anyway, I hope you liked it! Please keep on reading and reviewing!