A/N: Language, Language. Hey Happy Holidays everyone can you believe updates of all 3 from me? Yeah!

Bart put Mia back to bed and she just looked at him in wonder. "I can walk you know." She smiled.

"Yeah, I'm sure you can." He smiled. "It's just more fun to hold you." He grinned.

"So…" She spoke getting settled under the blankets. "Oliver, he really helped you out huh?"

"He did." He sat at the edge of her bed and shrugged. "I had been on the streets for so long. I was a petty thief. It was how I survived. When he offered me a hand up, I was really struggling. It was hard for me to take the help. But once I did, I never looked back. It's nice to be on the right side of the law."

"I can't believe how alike we are." She smiled. "I was in a gang when I was young. I got jumped in," she thought about her life. "I had no home life, my mom worked 3 jobs and my dad was a dead beat. I got family living street. I didn't like what I was becoming. I wanted to go to college, but getting out was hard, once I did I never looked back." She smiled.

"Look, you want go back tomorrow?" he asked.

"I would. I have more questions."

"Would you like me to come and get you?" he smiled hopefully.

"That would be nice," she smiled.

"I can be here about 8?" he asked.

"That sounds good." She smiled. Bart blushed and as he stood she reached and grabbed his hand. He looked at the contact and she pulled him closer. "Bart," she paused. "I really am sorry about all that stuff before. I can't apologize enough. You are so much more then you seem,"

Bart looked her in the eye then raised her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles gently. "Thanks you too and I'll see you in the morning gorgeous." He let go of her hand and zoomed out of the room.

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Chloe's heart broke with the stories about Oliver's life after the big break up. She heard the tales and knew that Dinah had played him for leverage. He watched her face intently as he finished his story.

"If you're thinking you have scared me off? You haven't. If you're worried that I've changed my opinion of you? I haven't. I thank you for being honest with me. It means the world to me that you told me." She smiled and leaned and kissed his cheek. Her alarm went off. "I'm sorry, but I have to get back to what I was doing." She frowned.

"Go ahead," he smiled. "I'm going to crash here on the couch." He smiled.

"Really?" she asked.

"I'll be fine." He winked. Chloe stood and went back to the office while Oliver set himself up on the couch.

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Pepper was in her hotel suite; Tony had left to go handle some business at Queen Industries and was going to be working late. She was going over some files that Tony had left her when she heard the knock at her door. She was dressed in a bathrobe, slippers, and her hair was in a pony tail. She tightened her robe and went to the door and looked out the peep hole and smiled.

She opened the door and didn't get a word out. She was caught in the arms of Warren, his lips on hers, and he pushed her back into the suite. He shut the door with his foot and spun her around so her back was pressed against it. After what seemed like an eternity he pulled back and rested his forehead against his.

"Hi," he spoke.

"Well hello," she spoke breathless. "I thought you were."

"I was, Logan is on it, he's on the ground and Logan is good on the ground."

"But?"

"I needed your help and I needed to see you." He smiled.

"Need my help?" she blushed. He nodded. "What can I do for you?" she asked stepping away from him.

"What's the matter?" he asked following her.

"Warren what could I possibly do for you? You're an X-man remember?" she spoke suddenly feeling very inadequate.

"Sweetheart," he purred and reached for her shoulder and grabbed it gently. He spun her around to face him. "What is it?"

"Sorry," she frowned shaking her head.

"Nothing to apologize for." He smiled. "Look Chloe is busy doing work with a friend from MIT, I need some data found if you don't mind."

"Me?"

"Yeah you. You don't give yourself enough credit." He smiled. "Tony is bragging about you all the time. You're very savvy on the net." He gently pushed a stray hair behind her ear.

"What do you need?" she asked smiling.

"There she is," he grinned. "So here's the thing. I think this thing is going to come to a head very quickly. If Chloe can help my guy from MIT, then this could get put into the hands of the DA in Chicago very soon. What I would like to have is a plan for Oliver's security when this goes to trial; hotel, transportation, etc. I want to know about the DA, win/loss record, everything you can get me; even the judges in the district. We will hopefully have an airtight case but I don't want to leave this to chance." Pepper nodded. "And I know Lex still has some folks loyal to him will he have a public defender vs. a legal team."

"I can do this."

"I knew you could. You don't need to have the X gene." He grinned.

"I'm sorry, I was just."

"Feeling a little left out?" he asked. "Don't. You bring a lot to the table. You bring a lot to me." He kissed her cheek.

"You want to eat?" she asked.

"I would love to eat and take a shower."

"Go grab a shower, I'll order room service." She spoke.

"You got it." He spoke and went to the bathroom.

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It was 3 in the morning and MIT39 and Chloe had gotten through 4 more trap doors. There appeared to be just a few left. Chloe and her counterpart had 3 more hours before the next. She stretched and went back to the bathroom. She walked through the living room to see Oliver fast asleep on the couch. She shook her head as she went past him into the kitchen. She grabbed a pie from the fridge and then started a pot of coffee. She yawned her mind and body were tired, but this could finally be the evidence they needed to get Lex an arrest warrant.

"Care to cut two slices of that?" Oliver asked from behind her. Chloe spun in a start and yawned.

"Ohh you totally scared me." She spoke.

"Sorry." He smiled then he actually saw her. "You okay?" she was worn out.

"I am, just trying to get this project done." She spoke and he nodded. Chloe cut two slices of pie and dished them. She then set the plates at the table. Oliver wheeled himself to the table. Chloe brought over forks and the coffee pot. She then pulled two mugs down then sat next to him.

"I forgot to tell you I'm going to be doing more therapy in the pool with A.C."

"Good, good," she smiled and yawned.

"You need to rest."

"I will when I get this done." She smiled eating a bite of her pie. He shook his head.

"Maybe when all is said and done, you and I can go on a trip somewhere, anywhere." He spoke.

"Really?"

"Yeah, Mexico, Spain, wherever just you and me." He grinned.

"I would like that." She smiled. She began to eat her pie in earnest.

After pie and coffee Chloe went back to the office, to take a nap on the small cot hse needed to be sharp for the next round of computer work.

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George was the first to arrive the next morning he and found Oliver asleep on the couch. He went into the kitchen for coffee. He came out of the kitchen and sat down on the chair across from the couch and pulled a tablet from his pocket jotting down notes.

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"You think they really care about you Oliver?" the voice echoed all around him. Oliver was in his home and had hope. What he hadn't had in what seemed like forever. But this voice it was strong and it hit him where he was still weak, in his faith. "They don't. Bruce and Tony are plotting the takeover of your company. They have controlling interest are they really going to give it up?" Oliver shook his head. "You are friends with an X-man, do you really think he's not laughing at you? Knowing how pathetic you are, the pretender. The silly man with only a bow and arrows?" The voice took shape and the face was Bernie's. "And Chloe, please, she loves Bruce." He spoke. "He is more than you could ever be. You're nothing, worthless, a nobody."

"No,,,nononononono."

Rossi and Morgan had come into the home and heard the shouting. George was kneeling on the floor close to the couch. "Oliver wake up." He spoke.

"George/" Rossi spoke. George turned his head and shot Rossi a lethal look. He then turned to Oliver.

"Wake up!" he spoke and Oliver opened his eyes, he was pale and sweaty. The look in his eyes was positively wild. He sat up and looked at the faces staring back. Chloe came running out of the office.

"Not a word." George spoke. Chloe moved to stand next to the other feds. "Oliver." He spoke firmly. "What was it you were dreaming?"

"Nothing." He spoke and turned his gaze downward.

"Oliver you will meet my gaze." He spoke more firmly. Oliver did. George held eye contact. "Don't you think it would be better if you told me?" Oliver frowned. He was torn the look on the faces in the room were heart breaking. They were feeling sorry for him, he was weak and weakness got punished.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He spoke. George wanted to press him but let Oliver go. He put himself in his wheelchair and wheeled down the hall and into his bedroom. George stood and faced the group.

"George what the hell happened?" Chloe asked. "I saw him at 3 in the morning, he was fine, we had pie, we talked about taking a trip together."

"He was asleep." George spoke. "The psyche is an amazing and complicated thing. He has made tremendous progress, he's going to stumble."

"He couldn't even look us in the face." Morgan spoke.

"And the tone was a little harsh don't you think?" Rossi asked.

"Not for someone who is trying to using psychic energy to break into the fear."

"Psychic?"

"Really Rossi, you're surprised?" he smirked. Rossi just shook his head.

"You know after yesterday, I'm not at all." He shook his head and smiled. Morgan's phone went off.

"Excuse me?" he spoke and moved away. "Hello baby girl" he spoke. He then listened and rubbed the back of his neck. "Ok." He spoke. "We'll be there." He spoke and hung up. "Rossi, we caught a case. We have to go." He spoke.

"Where?"

"Minnesota." Morgan answered. "The team should be there this afternoon." He spoke.

"Ok," he spoke. Chloe moved away from them emotionally and physically exhausted.

"So that's it? You leave? Just like that?" She spoke.

"Chloe." Rossi spoke.

"No, don't handle me. I don't need to be handled. You come in find out some of the most important secrets of his life and then you leave. Isn't that just fucking wonderful."

"Chloe." George spoke.

"Nope. Not gonna be handled. I have been working for nearly 11 hours to help his case. Go, leave." Chloe huffed over to the balcony door,

"Chloe," Morgan spoke. She turned and gave him the Chloe look of doom.

"What?"

"We are invested in this case." He spoke quietly. "I personally want nothing more than to sit in the front row of the courtroom and watch everyone involved to get what they are due."

"We want him to get a conviction. But we have a job to do. As soon as we clear this case we'll be back." Rossi spoke.

"Yeah sure. It's not my first day dealing with the fed." She snarked. "The fed dropped this case before. I won't hold my breath for you to come back." She spoke. Oliver reentered the room. "You better go." She spoke. Rossi and Morgan looked at each other and left quietly.

Ollie wheeled past George and Chloe and went into the kitchen. George looked at Chloe and then then they headed into the kitchen. He was sitting at the table hands on his temples.

"Ollie?" Chloe asked.

"I think I might need to go back to the lab." He spoke. "I've done too much, not ready to be out here, living my life." His voice was weak. Chloe moved to sit beside him at the table.

"It was only a nightmare." She whispered to him. "For all your progress, you are still going to have those."

"Will I ever be free of them? The voices in my head that say I am not worthy? That I don't deserve you? That I am nothing but a pretender?"

"Yes." George spoke. "But it will take time. One step forward and two back is part of the process. You will have bad dreams, you will have doubts, but that's why your family is here fighting for you. They don't have those doubts and would do anything for you. Fight anything for you to get you whole again."

"I feel so weak." He shook his head. Chloe put a hand on his cheek and turned his face so his gaze could meet hers.

"Never." She spoke tears in her eyes. "Do you know why?" he shook his head. "Because you lived." She spoke simply. "You fought to live, that isn't weakness, its courage, pure courage." She leaned and kissed him. "Please let George help you. I have to get back to what I was doing, but let George help you. I love you Oliver Queen. From the bottom of my heart I do." She leaned and kissed him. "Believe in me, like I do in you." She smiled and left the kitchen.

"Let me get you some tea Oliver, then we can have the session in here." George smiled.

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"So you think we can flip this case fast?" Morgan asked.

"I don't know but I think when it's done I may take some time off." Rossi spoke.

"Really?"

" Yeah. For Oliver it's all about faith, those that stick around and fight for him."

Morgan nodded and flipped open his lap top as Rossi drove them to the airport.