Chapter Thirty-Three:
Thea Queen got to know the inside of a holding cell all too well over the past couple of years. A thought entered her mind about how Thea might have truly fucked up with this latest escapade. Yet, she just smiled at the rush and the fact that maybe, just maybe, Moira would finally start paying attention to what she was doing.
Of course, in some ways, Thea needed an outlet to bury her grief. Father dead, brother dead, mother dead on the inside, and she had no support network, so she turned to some friends who could hook her up with some wild times. And boy, there were some wild times.
"Ms. Queen."
The cold voice of the guard outside of the cell caused Thea to snap out of her thoughts. Oh, yes, Michael was his name, she thought.
"Someone has posted your bail for your release," Michael said.
"Mom comes through again," Thea said. "Well, same time next week?"
"Arrogant little..." the guard muttered.
Thea just flashed a cocky smile on her face. Her mother would tell her about how wrong it was, and send her to her room for the evening. Which Thea would sneak out of, when her mother just gave up trying to enforce the order. The ride would continue as well.
An attractive dark haired woman showed up. Not one of her mother's usual people, or even her mother.
"Thea Queen?"
"Yeah?" Thea asked.
"My employer has posted your bail," she said.
"Mom came through again," Thea said. "Business meeting come late."
"Actually, I don't work with your mother," the woman said. "Come with me. If it wasn't for me, you would be in there and some of the guards at night. They might take advantage of your compromised state."
Thea read between the lines. Some of the guards did give her their share of sleazy looks which put her on edge, but the strict, stone faced guards of the daytime kept them at bay. Of course, the graveyard shift would be different, but Thea had been out of there.
"Well, whoever you are, thanks," Thea said. "Just drop me off at the front gate of my mansion. I'm pretty sure you can find it on a GPS. I'll go straight inside, scout's honor."
"We're going for a ride," she said. "Inside, now."
For some reason Thea felt compelled to obey this woman. Maybe it was because the concealed knife, the very big concealed knife, Thea caught a glimpse at. How did she sneak that past the prison guards? That was a big question and Thea wondered what it was.
"So, do I get to know your name?" Thea asked. "Because, generally I don't take rides from…."
"Shado Gulong," she said. "Now in the back of the van."
Thea had a dark thought about how normally windowless vans meant very bad things. But she kept her smart mouth shut this time. She stepped into the van alongside of Shado and saw.
Life changed for Moira and she was not completely unhappy about it. She just never thought it would happen like this. She had been saddened about hearing what Oliver had to see, and likely what he had to go through during his time away. But, he had grown stronger than ever and Moira could not hate seeing how strong he became.
She sat in bed after getting a shower and getting dressed. Oliver left the door unlocked although Moira had no intentions of betraying Oliver's trust or testing her luck. Son or not, he likely had skilled assassins watching her every move.
"Thea's been picked up."
Moira broke into a sigh. Oliver insisted he would take care of that.
"What happened to Speedy?" Oliver asked.
"She grew up and she...well she had been influenced by you," Moira said after a moment. "And she unfortunately needed an outlet….after she lost her father and brother. And I always gave my children the space they needed, although she did get a bit too much space."
Oliver's jaw had been set firm. Yes, he would have to agree in hindsight. Oliver did wonder if he did not get on the Gambit, maybe he would have went done on a self-destructive rode.
"And it got out of control and I had no idea how to react, because I didn't want to lose her," Moira said.
"It's a good thing I had a chance to grow," Oliver said. "Thea deserves the same chance."
Moira swallowed at the thought of what Oliver had to get through. Oliver motioned for her to sit down when she started to rise and she did. A few seconds passed with Moira lightly tapping her hand on the edge of the bed.
"I'm going to take care of her," Oliver said. "I'm going to make sure she lives up to her full potential. And she gets the strong hand she needs to get her back into line."
"She's…."
"Seventeen," Oliver said. "Pretty soon her crimes will be crimes and not the act of a juvenile delinquent. Best to stop that before she gets too late."
Moira nodded. Oliver returned and took control of things. He did not ask, rather he took and Moira could respect her son for that much. He left her sitting in the room, with her own thoughts dominating her mind. Not just thoughts, but regrets, a whole lot of them.
In some ways, Moira came to the heart-wrenching conclusion of how much she dropped the ball as a parent. Just like she would condemn innocent people to death, just as much of the wicked. She ran out of justifications, and decided to do what she could to ensure Oliver had a chance to fix this.
Because the resources of the League were the best possible shot of getting Starling City back on track.
"Is this legal?"
A black bag had been put over Thea's head, and her hands were tied. Shado, and maybe two other women marched her into the room. Thea really hoped she had not been kidnapped by some extremist group who would sacrifice her for some obscure god whose name she couldn't spell or something.
"Be still, we're almost there."
The other two women left and Shado removed the bag from Thea's head. Thea took in the room from the air. The candles lit around her smelled pleasant at least and their nice aroma put Thea in a very relaxed state.
"You are throwing your life away."
A figure stood at the edge of the room, dark, clad, and Thea's eyes blinked when seeing him. He looked imposing.
"Is this one of those scared straight things?" Thea asked. "Maybe Mom actually does have something involved in this...and she wants to put the fear of God in me, and not you know be an actual parent but….."
The man put a finger up. Thea snapped silent. He had a presence which caught Thea off guard and made her shift in the room. His eyes locked onto her and Thea felt very frigid underneath his stare indeed.
"You used to have great promise, a good student...a world class archer, a brilliant young woman, you were a prodigy," he said. "And you could still be all of those things."
"Yeah, what's the point," Thea replied, almost bitterly. "My father's dead, my brother's dead, my mother might be dead on the inside...she put you up to this, didn't you? Are you some out of work detective who dresses up like….."
"You're broken on the inside," he said. "But, I'm telling you we can change it. The rest of your life starts now."
"Yeah, I know, stay in school, don't do drugs...don't shoplift, everything like that," Thea said. "I know….."
Her voice faded off when she looked into the face of the man who just dropped his hood. Thea blinked, breathed heavily, and had been unable to comprehend just what she saw in front of her. She must be on some really bad trip, or maybe she was seeing things.
"O-o-Oliver!" she spat out.
"Yes, Speedy, it's me."
"You're...alive?" Thea asked. "How is this...how is...how are you...where the hell...what the hell?"
Thea had a million questions. She did like the armor now that her brother's face had been attached it. He was as handsome as ever, and Thea had no shame admitting her attraction to him.
Still, Thea had been torn between hugging Oliver and slapping him in the face. She inhaled and exhaled, her chest rising. She lifted her hands up and her top slid up, exposing a few inches of her midriff.
"You've grown up, although you've made some bad choices," Oliver said. "Choices I made and I wish you didn't….I wish I didn't."
"HOW?" Thea asked. "Tell me."
"It's a long story," Oliver said.
"I've waited over four years, I have time," Thea said. "Tell me, now. Where's Dad? Sara? Laurel? You were fucking them both, weren't you? How did you work that out...not that I blame you for doing it, or them really, but that's not the point, the point is…."
Thea took a deep breath. Oxygen, important to living. Oliver sat down on the bed next to her.
"Tell me everything, please," Thea said. "Please, Ollie! I need you know how you survived...everything."
"I'll tell you everything," Oliver said. "But, you need to make me a promise."
Oliver put his hand on Thea's chin and she shuddered at the touch. Oliver put his other arm around her and pulled Thea close. So she was practically, almost on his lap, and the seventeen year old allowed her fantasies to run away from her.
"Do as I say, and I'll tell you what you want to know," Oliver said.
"Yes, I will," Thea agreed.
Thea had become a beautiful young woman, gorgeous, hot, just extremely fine to look at. He managed to not focus on Thea too much and focus on it. Thea managed to keep quiet and allow Oliver to have his say, although her eyes widened in horror at several revelations.
"Dad...damn Ollie, I thought my life sucked, but….really puts things in perspective, doesn't it?" Thea asked. "So, the list…."
Oliver showed Thea it. Thea read the list. Each name she read, some of them who had been over for dinner, caused a revolting stab to spread through Thea's gut. These were the people she thought she knew. She had been close with their children, although they had enabled some of Thea's worst habits which she was beginning to question. She had gone so far off the rails and did the apple fall far from the tree.
"What the hell is happening with our city?" Thea asked. "This is just too much."
Thea's arms wrapped around Oliver and pulled him in as tight as possible. The two had been very close with each other.
"I'm glad you're alive," Thea said. "I missed you so much."
She kissed Oliver on the cheek, her lips lingered for a moment. Oliver put his hand through her hair and stroked it.
"There are people who are using you," Oliver said. "You can be so much more. I can help you, get the same training I did and you can be so much more."
"Yeah, I can," Thea said. "So, how much were you checking me out?"
"I thought I was being discreet," Oliver said.
"Well, ninja boy, you can be discreet as you want to, but I'm your sister and I know these things and I can feel your eyes lusting after your baby sister," Thea said. "But that's fine because...well it's obvious. Every single boy I've hooked up with, has been a really poor man's replacement for you...although to call them a man is pushing it and insulting the meaning of that word."
Oliver put his hands underneath Thea's leg. The armor came off and Oliver now was in his underclothes.
"Do you think I'm hot?" Thea asked.
"You've grown up beautifully," Oliver said.
"Well, I've physically matured, mentally….I've got a bit to go," Thea admitted.
"And knowing that means you're well on your way," Oliver said.
"I've always had a crush on you, for as long as I can remember,' Thea said. "And I'm sick and tired of playing with boys. I want a man...a real man."
Oliver responded by crushing his lips against his sister's mouth. Thea closed her eyes. This was a dream come true.
She mentally chanted "please don't be a drug trip" over and over in her mind. Thea's pants came off and she sat on Oliver, wearing nothing but a red thong which showed off her fine ass. Which Oliver had in his hands when kissing her.
Her brother had always been a sucker for a nice ass, to the point where it got him in trouble sometimes. Thea kept hers in fine shape, out of the thought that if Oliver came back, she could seduce him into sleeping with her.
These insane schemes seemed more plausible as Oliver held Thea in his arms, making out with her.
Thea Queen had the man she needed.
The Shameless Smut Commences In the Next Chapter.
