50 Months After the Destruction of National City
"It's good to see you all." Alex smiled at her allies as best she could. Four years into Supergirl's regime and they had lost even more friends. Those gathered before her were the last ones. Maggie, Batwoman, The Atom, and Cupid. "Thank you for responding so quickly. I wish I could say more were coming, but Constantine…no one's seen him for almost a year. And well…there is no one else. That said –"
"Got room for one more?" A voice cut over her.
Alex turned. Stood across the room, at the door that lead to Overwatch's computer suite, was The Green Arrow. Alex had to blink a few times, almost certain that she was dreaming. It wasn't The Arrow; the figure was too feminine and…
"Felicity?" Alex stammered.
"No. Green Arrow." The blonde answered, walking across the room and dropping her hood.
"Felicity…I don't understand."
"Kate's been training me," Felicity nodded at Batwoman, who grinned wickedly in response. "Ever since we lost Oliver and Digg I've needed to do more."
"Listen, Felicity, I appreciate the effort but –"
"But nothing," Felicity interrupted her again. "Look, you know as well as I do that the Insurgency is on life support. Your team is so depleted that you need all the help you can get."
"You've been a great help as Overwatch."
"But I can do more as The Green Arrow, trust me." Felicity answered sternly.
"If she sees you out there dressed as him, you know what could happen." Alex spoke her fears aloud. "You saw the way she…what she did to Oliver. If she thinks even for a second that you're him…" Alex let the implication hang in the air.
"Oliver gave his life for this Insurgency, to give us even the slightest chance of beating her." Felicity responded sadly. "How could I do anything less?"