So, here's the next chapter, I hope you enjoy it.

Watchtower

Morning

Oliver stood at the viewing window, staring out at the earth. He was lost in thought when someone stepped up next to him.

"How you doing mate?" Constantine asked quietly.

"My friend was just murdered by my brainwashed former student. I'm not doing too great." Oliver said.

"Drink?" Constantine offered him a glass of brown liquid.

"It's a little early for drinking John." Oliver said wearily.

"Might be our last day on earth mate." Constantine shrugged.

Oliver stared at him for a moment before accepting the drink and taking a big gulp. It was one of the worst things he had ever tasted, Oliver thought with a grimace.

"This is terrible." Oliver said as he handed the drink back to Constantine.

"That's because it's not meant for drinking." Constantine said and Oliver's vision suddenly blurred.

"What-" Oliver suddenly lost his balance and crumpled to his knees, looking up at Constantine in confusion.

"Sorry mate, but some people on the other side want to talk to you. This was the only way to do it." Constantine said before Oliver passed out.

The other side

Oliver opened his eyes and sat up in bed. Breathing heavily, he looked around and saw, to his shock, that he was in his room at his childhood home. Throwing the covers off him, Oliver jumped out, noting he was in casual clothes instead of his Green Arrow suit. Oliver walked out of his room, seeing he was indeed in Queen Mansion. As he looked around, he saw someone walk over to him and his heart stopped.

"Hey man." Diggle told him.

"John? But…am I..." Oliver trailed off, fearful of the answer.

"Dead? No, we just brought you here because we want to have a chat." Diggle explained.

"We?" Oliver repeated, still in a bit of shock.

"Come on, we're gonna be late." Diggle said as he threw an arm around Olive's shoulder and began leading him down the hallway.

Argus base

Same time

Lyla stared down at the table, trying not to cry as her husband's lifeless body stared up at her without seeing. Laurel and Sara stood nearby, neither of them sure what to say.

"Did he…did he suffer?" Lyla said a noticeable crack in her voice.

"No," Laurel said gently, "it didn't seem like he was in a lot of pain."

"Good, that's good." Lyla nodded stiffly, turning away from Diggle's body.

"Lyla," Sara walked up to her, "Let it out."

"I can't, I-"

"Let me guess, if you grieve, no one else gets to?" Laurel asked and Lyla blinked, as that had been exactly what she had been about to say. "Ollie used to think that way to. But what he failed to realize is that he has friends that can help him, that could share that burden with him. We're all grieving, we're all in pain. Let us help you, let us share that burden with you."

Lyla was silent for a moment, staring at them blankly. Then, she lowered her head and he lips quivered. A knife pierced the hearts of the Lance sisters as they heard the usually strong, unwavering women break down in tears, so Laurel and Sara embraced Lyla as she cried.

Watchtower

Slightly later in the morning

"So, explain this to me again." Barry said as he, Nyssa, and Batman stood across from Constantine with Oliver on a bed in the med bay.

"Some people on the other side want to talk to Oliver, so I sent his consciousness over there so they could say what they need to." Constantine explained.

"Is Oliver in any danger from these…people?" Batman demanded his body tense and ready to spring into action at a moment's notice.

"No," Constantine said immediately, "he's in no danger from them. If anything, he'll be happy to see them."

"If he is harmed in anyway, I will show you why I was called heir to the demon," Nyssa hissed as she took threatening steps closer to Constantine until she mere inches from him, "Is that clear?"

"Crystal." Constantine said, trying not to show how nervous he was.

"Good." Nyssa smiled at him threateningly before walking off.

"You better hope he wakes up alright, or she'll kill you and we'll let her." Barry snapped before he stormed off.

The other side

"What is this place?" Oliver asked Diggle as he was led down the hall.

"Some call it heaven, but to avoid arguments, we just call it the other side over here. We all just end up here after we die. Well, the good ones, Merlyn, Darhk, and Hitler aren't up here, that's for sure," Diggle said as he looked over at Oliver, "Despite the circumstances, it's good to see you."

"John…I'm sorry." Oliver said and they stopped.

"There's that Guilt Arrow again," Diggle said as he faced Oliver, "not everything that happens is your fault. What happened to me, what happened to Roy, is not your fault. We were both victims of a psychopath. That's on Talia, not on you."

"Roy, god," Oliver put a hand to his face, "I have fought people over this, literally in the case of Sara. And now I can't help but wonder…is it worth it? He killed you; the Roy Harper I know would never have done that."

"Because he didn't," Diggle said and Oliver lowered her hand to his side as he looked at Diggle confused, "Prometheus did. But you saw just like I did that Roy was fighting Prometheus. He's still in there Oliver. He's in there, screaming, trying to get out but he can't do it by himself. He needs your help Oliver."

"I'm not sure that I can help him." Oliver said doubtfully.

"I know. That's why you're going to go through there." Diggle gestured to the dining room.

Oliver looked over at it before he turned back to Diggle.

"This is where we part ways, isn't it?" Oliver asked and Diggle nodded sadly.

"We'll see each other again when you make your own way here," Diggle said as he clapped Oliver on the shoulder, "Could you do me a favor? Tell Lyla that I'm okay, that I love her and JJ and that I'll be waiting for her."

"Yeah," Oliver said with a jerky nod, "I'll tell her. I'll miss you John."

"I'll miss you to, but you have people waiting for you to go back, people who need you to save them. It's time to go." Oliver said.

Oliver nodded before he turned and started making his way over to the dining room. He glanced back to see Diggle watching him go. Diggle offered him a slight smile and Oliver nodded before he turned back and walked into the dining room. He froze as he saw three people, people he was sure he would never see again, sitting at the table.

"You're late son." Robert said from his seat at the head table.

"Oh hush Robert. It's wonderful to see you sweetheart." Moira said with a beaming smile aimed towards Oliver.

"Hey Ollie." Thea said, flashing her own smile at her brother.

"Mom…dad…Thea." Oliver breathed in shock.

"Sit down son; we have a lot to talk about." Robert told him.

Watchtower

Afternoon

"Hey," Kara said as she walked up to Barry as he stared out at the earth," Are you okay?"

"No," Barry said bluntly as he looked over at her, "My friend is dead, an evil version of me is walking around causing trouble for us with his gang of villains, my identity is exposed, and to top it all off, the relationship I've had with the girl I've had a crush on since I was eleven is probably down the toilet because I kissed you. I don't plan on using the work okay for a while."

"I'm sorry…about all of it. Especially about my part in it." Kara said remorsefully and Barry sighed.

"You didn't do anything wrong. Savitar drugged us, brought out our…primal instincts." Barry said awkward and Kara nodded stiffly.

"Yeah." Kara said awkwardly.

"After all this is over…I think we need to talk about that," Barry said as he looked over at her, "because obviously, there is something going on between us, but not right now."

"The mission comes first." Kara agreed and Barry nodded.

"But we will have to talk about it after…because this obviously changes things." Barry said and she nodded, a blush covering her face.

"Yeah…it does." Kara agreed quietly.

Nyssa was practicing her sword techniques when Batman walked into the gym. She paused, putting her sword in its sheath before turning around to face him.

"You wish to speak?" She asked curiously.

"I was…worried," Batman admitted as he stepped into the room, "you've been different ever since Diggle was killed."

"His death simply reminded me of one universal truth," Nyssa said and Batman shot her a curious look, "I will never be happy. There is no reward for what we do."

"People like us don't get a happy ending," Batman agreed, "Other people do…but a different path was chosen for us."

"Yes." Nyssa agreed staring into his blue eyes.

They stood silently for a moment before Batman did something that surprised Nyssa. He reached up and removed his helmet, revealing the face of Bruce Wayne. He dropped his helmet and they stood face to face for the first time. Neither was sure who moved first, but suddenly they kissing fiercely, Batman wrapping is armored arms around her waist as she wrapped hers around his neck.

The other side

"I never thought I'd see you guys again." Oliver said as he stared around at his family with wide eyes.

"It's lovely to see you Oliver, but this isn't a social visit." Moira said with a kind smile.

"You want to talk about Talia…and Roy." Oliver said with a look at Thea, who smiled sadly.

"Yeah Ollie, we want to talk about Roy mostly." Thea said sadly.

"I'm sorry about what's happened to him." Oliver said remorsefully.

"It's not your fault Ollie." Thea told him, giving him a pointed glare.

"She's right son," Robert said as Oliver opened his mouth to protest, "yes, you killed Ra's, but you only did that because of Malcolm. You need to stop blaming yourself for everything. But that's another conversation."

"We know that you're not sure what to do about Roy." Moira told him knowingly.

"I used to…now I'm not so sure," Oliver admitted, "What if Sara and Felicity are right, what if the only way to save him is to kill him?"

"You know that you don't believe that Ollie." Robert told him.

"What will he have to come back to though? The whole world knows he's Prometheus and after Sin and Diggle, I doubt anyone would ever want anything to do with him again." Oliver voiced the doubts that had been running through his mid since Diggle had died.

"We're not saying it will be easy Oliver," Moira told him kindly, "but there is another way. Roy is still in there Oliver and he is screaming to get out. While it would perhaps be kinder to kill him, you can't listen to anyone but yourself in how to deal with Roy."

"When I told you to survive, to right my wrongs, I placed a great burden on your shoulders," Robert told Oliver remorsefully, "now; another one has been placed on your shoulders. You shaped Roy in your own image. He was shaped by your actions as The Hood; you forged his path Oliver, which makes him your responsibility. You must weigh the value of his life Oliver."

"Ollie," Thea said and Oliver looked over at her to see her looking at him with pleading eyes, "you're the only one who never gave up on him, ever. Please Ollie, don't start now. He's good, you know he is. He's one of the most ethical people we've ever met. If there is even a single part of you that thinks he's worth saving…do it."

Oliver clenched his hands into fists as he looked down. It was silent in the room before Oliver looked up and Thea and his parents were pleased to see the fire of determination in his eyes.

"I'm not sur e if I can save him," Oliver told Thea as he looked over at her, "but I'm willing to die trying."

"Thank you Ollie." Thea said beaming at him.

"Now," Robert said as he stood up," there's someone else who wants to talk to you."

Oliver followed his family; enjoying being around them for what he knew would be the last time. They walked down into the foyer and Oliver froze at who was there waiting for him.

"Hey Ollie, I've been waiting for you." Tommy said with a smile.

"Tommy," Oliver walked forward numbly, "I'm sorry…I let you die."

"No you didn't," Tommy said as he placed a hand on Oliver's shoulder, "my father killed me, not you. You did everything you could."

"That's not true," Oliver said as he looked away in shame, "on my way to CNRI, I stopped to help some woman from some muggers. If I had just gotten there a few minutes earlier-"

"IT may not have changed anything," Tommy interrupted, "you tried to save everyone, like you have always done. You can't save everyone Ollie, you're not a god, you're not all powerful, you're just a man. You need to stop blaming yourself for things you can't control, like my death. It wasn't your fault buddy."

"Tommy…" Oliver trailed off and Tommy smiled sadly.

"I know Ollie. You need to go back, there are people counting on you. You beat my father, you beat Slade, you beat Ra's al Ghul, you beat Damien Darhk. Go back, beat Talia, and save Roy. Go Oliver." Tommy told him firmly.

"He's right sweetheart," Moira said and Oliver turned around, surprised to see more people there than before, you can do this."

"Defeat her Oliver." Yao-Fei told him.

"Be the hero we know you are." Shado added.

"You can do it!" Akio cheered.

"We believe in you." Maseo told him.

"We always have." Thea assured him.

"Go son. The world needs the Green Arrow." Robert told him.

"Now more than ever." Diggle added.

"Go buddy." Tommy stepped aside and gestured to the doors.

Oliver slowly walked forward until he was feet from the door. Oliver hesitantly reached out and opened the door. There was a bright, blinding light out there, waiting for him. Oliver glanced back at everyone behind, all people he had loved, all people he had lost.

"Thank you…and goodbye." Oliver said before he turned and walked into the light.

Watchtower

Night

Oliver sat up, breathing heavily. He glanced over to his side, seeing Laurel watching in concern.

"Are you okay?" Laurel asked concerned.

"I'm fine," Oliver said as he threw his legs over the side of the bed, "how long have I been out?"

"Almost ten hours." Laurel said and he looked at her sharply.

"Ten hours? Man, it felt so much shorter there." Oliver said surprised.

"So, what happened while you were over there?" Laurel asked curiously.

"I saw John," Oliver said and she looked surprised, my parents, Thea, Tommy. They gave me some advice about what to do about Roy."

"What about it?" Laurel asked curiously.

"I've been fighting everyone on whether Roy needs to be killed or not. Then John died…and I wavered. But they put me back on track. I'll consider killing Roy when I believe he can't be saved." Oliver told her.

"And when's that?" Laurel asked.

"When my heart stops beating. And not a moment before." Oliver said firmly.

"Glad to see you're up mate," Constantine said as he walked in, "so how'd it go?"

"It went fine," Oliver said as he got to his feet, "I should punch you for drugging me, but considering it was for a good reason, I'll let it slide."

"Glad to hear it. But uh, I think you need to get to the control room. There's something you need to see."

Confused, Oliver and Laurel followed Constantine into the control room. The others were there and the supercomputer was showing a video feed of Star City that made Oliver and Laurel freeze in horror. Star City was in chaos, people were running as looters made hell and gun shots pieced the air, fire roaming in the streets.

"What the hell is this?" Oliver demanded angrily.

"Apparently, the biggest gangs in Star City have decided to team up and riot, causing absolute chaos throughout the city." Ray explained.

"I think we know why Joker took over the gangs," Batman said and they all looked over at him, "Talia wants us distraction with all this so we can't stop whatever Talia's real plan is."

"So what do we do?" Kara wondered.

"We're gonna head down to Star City," Oliver ordered and they looked to him, "whatever Talia's next move is, she's gonna make it soon. We need to be down there when she makes it."

"And what about the city?" Sara demanded.

"Leave that to me." Oliver told her, already one step ahead.

Talia's hideout

Same time

Prometheus stood by Talia's side as they watched a news report of the riot. Seeing his home attacked stirred something in Prometheus and his hands, which had finally stopped shaking, started shaking again as Roy Harper tried fighting him again.

"Prometheus," Talia spoke up and he looked over at her, "I need you to do something for me…"