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"Slade knew what do. He was getting our attention, letting us know this meant war. He had an EMP in the building to knock out our coms, make us lose contact with Felicity and Rose so that they would come to him. He wanted to scare Rose, try to make her join him." Oliver said as he paced in the Arrow cave.

"So what's the plan?" Roy demanded.

"You still broken up with Thea?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Fine…. Diggle, you have to stick to Thea. Make sure nothing happens to her. Sara, you're with Felicity. Roy, Rose, watch each other's backs."

"We already do." Roy assured him, giving me a playful shove. I half smiled, though, considering the situation, it felt wrong to do so.

"Okay, I'll humor you. We protect each other. We go out in groups. But then what, Ollie? We have to attack Slade head on or this won't ever end!" Sara protested.

"I hate to agree with Sara, but she's right. Best defense is a good offense, Oliver." I told him.

"You 'hate to agree' with me?" She asked, turning to me.

"Hey, you're the one that hated me first!" I shot back.

"Because you're Slade's daughter!"

"Pretty sure that's a form of racism."

"And you're maturity amazes me!"

"As does you're sarcasm, Sara."

"Why are you even here if you're not useful, Rose?"

"Girls!" We both looked towards Oliver, abandoning our argument. He looked between us with a stern look, as if we were misbehaving puppies.

"Get. Along." He told us, putting an emphasis on each word. Sara and I looked at each other, shooting quick death looks to warn the other that this wasn't the end of it, and then down at the ground, not willing to meet Oliver's eyes.

"Oookay…" Felicity tried to change the subject, but couldn't think of anything, so she just drew out the word. Oliver sighed and then went on.

"I don't like the idea of attacking Slade head on. That's what he wants."

"Please, he wants us to run with our tails tucked." I snapped.

"Isn't that what you do already?" Sara asked, smirking at me.

"Excuse me?" I asked, standing up my chair to stare her in the eye. I ignored Oliver's protest of not fighting behind me, as did Sara.

"Have you ever actually fought anyone without back up?"

"I saved your butt back there in warehouse!"

"Oh, yes, you took down one guy coming at me that I could have handled easily without you. I'm eternally in your debt." She said sarcastically. My hand twitched, wanting to slap her. I resisted the urge, knowing the lecture I would get from Oliver later if I did.

"You're only here because Oliver doesn't want you to go to Slade. He doesn't want you out in the field not because you could get hurt but because you could turn against him. All that fatherly or brotherly love he had for you was flushed the second he found out you were Slade's daughter. How can we trust you now if that's who you father is? You may not want to, but you may cave in and join him. That's why you stay here, out of the way and out of mind!" The possible truth of her words stung like a knife. I looked over at Oliver, wondering if this was true. His expression said it all. I felt the hurt in my face. I turned towards my bedroom, but Roy caught my arm.

"Ro-."

"Don't!" I warned. He dropped my arm. I hurried into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I dug under my bed, searching for what I knew was under there. I pushed aside the various weapons Oliver had been training me to use, the wrappers and papers that had been kicked under there and finally grabbed a hold of the duffel bag. I pulled it out, throwing it on my bed. Oliver came into the room as I started pulling clothes out of my closet.

"What are you doing? Rose, I know you're upset-."

"You don't know the first thing about how I feel right now!" I snapped, grabbing an armful of clothes. I had mostly black clothes with the occasional red. I shoved them into my duffel bag. I zipped it up and turned to him.

"You want to know why you don't have to worry about me turning against you to join Slade? Because I'm done. With you. With him. With all of this crap!"