Author's note: so because I have an incredible beta (warehouseluver13 you are the BEST) and my muse is extra hyper right now... I am posting 3 chapters tonight... I will be back on Friday with more... I already have up to chapter 33 written and sent to my beta and will be writing more tomorrow... lots of fun times to come and we are getting closer to the big day!

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Disclosure: I own nothing of Arrow but I can NOT wait for season 4... that trailer was incredible and I love the happy Olicity goodness at the beginning

Lance had wondered what had happened to his hosts and followed them outside. When he stumbled on the friends reconnecting, he decided to wait out his entrance. "Baby girl. My Sara."

"Dad!" Sara jumped up and before she could think, she run for his arms. She was quickly enveloped in a deep hug from her father. She felt the tears starting to flow down her cheeks as he held her for the first time in over a year. "I'm so sorry dad."

"Sara it's okay. It's in the past. All that matters is you are safe and alive. Baby girl you scared the hell out of me." He whispered softly into her neck as he held tightly to the daughter he had mourned twice in his life.

"Sorry Dad."

"Have you seen Laurel yet?"

"No. I came here as soon as I found out that Oliver could be in trouble."

"Trouble? What's up?"

"A old enemy of Ra's wants me to hand him the ring that is a symbol of ownership of the League. I don't have the ring though."

"Who does?"

Felicity, Oliver and Sara looked at one another as if trying to decide if they should tell him. Oliver nodded, knowing that secrets tore them all apart too much last year. Sara looks at her dad and says, "Here Dad. Sit down."

"Sara Lance you tell what's going on right now."

"I will but you have to promise not to get upset. Remember your bad heart, okay? You have to listen before getting too upset." Lance looked at the three concerned faces around him and nodded. "Malcolm Merlyn has the ring."

"What!" Lance leaped up out of the chair he sat down in only seconds before.

"Dad calm down please. We can explain everything." Sara waited for her father to sit down again before continuing. "Ollie needed his help to stop Ra's. He knew the only real way to do that was from the inside. The League is very secretive and has certain traditions that they follow no matter what."

"Like what?"

"Ra's wanted me to become his heir. He defeated me last Christmas but I lived, he said I was destined to become the next Ra's. When I turned him down, he set up the murders so that it would tie back to the Arrow. Then he gave you the information you needed to finally bring me down. He wanted those I loved and who believed in me to turn against me; show me that I was fighting for a lost cause. His plan hit a hitch when Roy turned himself in like he did. So instead he went after Thea. He almost killed her."

"That was when you used the Lazarus pit thing on her?"

"Yeah. Ra's agreed to bring her back if I stayed and became his heir. I had to agree. She is my sister. I thought that by doing this, I could take him down from inside that way. Turned out that as part of becoming his heir, I had to kill off every part of who I was before, including killing those I love and destroying the city I came from. Malcolm knew this and could help me out smart Ra's. I knew it was a bad idea but I thought it was all I had at the time."

"Okay. So how are you sitting here Sara?"

"The pit. I had heard rumors of Ra's trying to force Nyssa out as heir. He wanted a male heir not a female who had fallen in love with another female. He saw Nyssa and I as weak and our love as a distraction. An embarrassment. I knew that by forcing Nyssa out, it would leave her open to her enemies because she would no longer have her father's power and resources behind her. So I seeked out an old enemy of Ra's; someone I knew could defeat him. Before I could get to him, I was killed." Sara decided not to say by whom, just in case her dad didn't know yet. "Damien Darhk brought me back but it took me a while to come back fully. The pit can change a person and when I came out I lost most of my memories. I have been physically fine for months but it wasn't until I saw an article with a photo of Ollie that my memories started to wash back. Once I got a large chuck back, I started looking into the memories and started placing all this together. It was just about a week ago that I remembered everything. When Damien told me that my memories were correct and filled me in on everything that had happened with all of you this past year, I knew I needed to come home. Then Damien stated that he wanted the ring and was willing to do whatever it took to get it. I knew I needed to get it before anything bad could happen to the team. I left his safe house and I got here as fast as I could."

"If your memory has been back for so long, why did you not know about Connor and all the changes around here?" Felicity wondered.

"What do you mean?"

"Well there was another article about all the more recent changes around here."

"When?"

"About two weeks ago."

"I haven't seen it yet. I saw the first one while searching the web one day, trying to piece together the images I kept seeing in my head. One of them was the back of the Gambit and the boat's name. That lead me to you Ollie, which then lead to Laurel and all the stories the press have done on you over the years. That's how I found the first one."

"You remembered us?" Lance asked softly.

"Not really at first. It felt like déjà vu, but seeing the photos and stories over the years, it helped me piece together a lot of stuff. Then I saw a story about the Canary. It was on a fan site set up to report sightings and information on the vigilantes here and in Central City and Coast City. I read all I could and I felt as if I knew that person. Later that night when I went to bed, I dreamt of her and I remembered heading to the Foundry and taking of the mask and suit. It helped me put the final missing piece into place. After that, everything flooded back in a set of huge waves. By morning I was Sara again."

"And then you heading this way." Oliver summed up.

"I couldn't let him hurt our team. Our family. Ra's was bad but trust me when I say Damien is worst. I think he had a spy in the higher ranks of the League because he knew a lot about what had happened inside the League this last year. Something must have happened to the spy because he doesn't know that Malcolm has the League now. I need to go and tell him." Sara stood and moved as if she was leaving.

"Wait!" Felicity gasped as she leapt up and grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"

"Felicity, Damien will be coming and will stop at nothing to get that ring. I need to point him away from you guys as fast as possible."

"I'm going with you." Oliver stood and looked at each of the two blondes.

"No Ollie, you belong here. With your family. You need to protect them. Be happy and safe here with them. You said it yourself, this isn't your fight anymore. I can get Damien to listen. I just need to get proof somehow."

Felicity grinned at that. "Would video footage help?" When Sara looked at her confused, Oliver caught on and chuckled. "Like Oliver said, it may not be our fight anymore. Doesn't mean we trust Malcolm. We have trusted him one too many times and he only does what is best for one person, himself. He acts like he cares for Thea but he hasn't called once since he left and that was months ago. Malcolm only ever cares for Malcolm. So we set up cameras throughout the palace in Nanda Parbat with some help from Nyssa. I can get the footage for you tomorrow and you can show Damien that the League answers to Malcolm now."

"Lis, I never tire of how brilliant you are."

"Thanks I think." Felicity blushed as the three others giggled. "So now that that is settled, where are you staying tonight?"

Sara looked at Felicity and showed a bit of shame in her eyes. She had not planned on staying in town longer than it took her to get the ring. "Didn't really have a place. My stuff is at the club right now. I wasn't able to get into the basement. Change the code?"

"Yeah had to change some security details after the place was trashed by SCPD. No offense Lance."

"It's okay sweetie. I may have not cared as much as I should have when it was happening. I was blinded by grief and anger. I apologize for any damage done."

"And you're forgiven. Now Sara Lance, you are coming inside and staying. I will have Thea bring you stuff back when she heads to the club to check on Laurel and the city. I'm not taking no as an answer so don't waste your breath."

Sara was about to challenge her when Oliver chuckled and shook his head. "Take it from me, Don't! She is in mom mode and she always wins in that mode."

"Because I am always right in that mode." Felicity laughed and was quickly joined by the others.

"Mommy who is she?" A quiet voice asked behind them. The group turned away from each other and noticed the small blonde that had snuck up on their gathering.

"Come here Connor. I have someone I want you to meet." Oliver held his hand out for his son and the young boy moved towards him. When Connor was at his side, Oliver lifted the child up and held him on his hip so that his son would be close to eye level with the newest member of the dinner party. "This is Lance's daughter and Laurel's sister not to mention a dear friend to Felicity, Diggle and me. This is Sara Lance."

Connor studied the new blonde for a minute then asked, "Sara like baby Sara?"

"Baby Sara?"

"Diggle and Lyla had a girl. Right after we found out, you turned up like you were." Felicity hinted, not wanting to explain to Connor about Sara being dead and coming back. "So they decided to name her after you."

"Wow! I'm a namesake. Crazy what can change in a year."

Connor smiled and stuck his hand out. "Connor Hawke. But I am going to be Connor Queen soon. Most people call me Connor or Con. Dad calls me Buddy and so does your dad. I guess that is okay for you too. Just not sweetie."

"Why can't I call you that?"

"Cause only mommy and Bubbe call me that."

Sara looked at Felicity who beamed with a deep love at the boy who was now her son as far as she was concerned. "Well then little man, I can follow that rule."

"Dig calls me that!"

"Is it okay if I do too?"

"Yeah. I like it." Connor giggled. Sara took his hand and was about to shake it when Connor turned her hand over and kissed the back of it. "It's nice to meet you Sara."

"You too Connor." She smiled down at the cute blonde and chuckled. She glanced up at Felicity and Oliver. "Definitely Oliver's. He got his dad's charm. You are going to have a playboy on your hands in a few years."

"Nope because I am going to make sure he stays a gentleman and goes to college. Isn't that right sweetie?"

"Yep Mommy. I'm going to be nice to girls and smart so that when I get older I can run the company and get a girl as cool as you." The small group burst into laughter at his comment. When the laughs died down, Connor looked you at his parents and asked, "Can we go back inside? Raisa made chocolate cake and it was really good. I want to finish my piece."

"Sure buddy. How about you head on in, we'll be right behind you." Oliver smiled at him as he placed him down on the ground and ruffled his hair.

"Okay. I'll have Raisa get Sara a chair and a piece. But you will have to eat something real before you can have it. Mommy says we always have to have healthy before sweets so that we don't get sick."

"I think that's a smart idea." Sara smiled up at Felicity then bent down to look at the blonde boy again. "How about you get me a chair by you and you can tell me everything that has been happening around here since you got here. Seems like you're the guy that knows it all around here."

"Yep. I know everything!" Connor jumped up excitedly then started to run to the house.

"Connor Steven, no running. It's too dark out here. You could fall and hurt yourself." Felicity shouted over her shoulder without looking his way.

"Yes Mommy." Connor groaned as he walked as fast as his legs could carry him back into the house.

"Okay. Now I see the mom mode thing. Ollie you weren't kidding."

"Gets worse dealing with stuff around the house. Trust me."

"Hey mister. If you could learn that our carpeted floor is not where your wet towels go after a shower I wouldn't have to yell every time you put them there. We have a basket in the bathroom and one in the closet where you can put them."

"Yes dear." was the only response he gave, learning long ago it was always a bad idea to fight with her but her pregnancy made it a whole lot worse. Felicity waved them all into the house.

"That is still gonna take some getting used to." Sara mumbled.

"Don't I know it. I have been around them like this for a couple months and I still can't wrap my head around it. I keep trying to figure them out and all I end up is more questions and a headache." Lance barked out a laugh as he held the door open for Sara to pass through.