Notes

I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I struggled to get myself to sit down and write and when I did I just couldn't focus enough to get this chapter done. I've also been having this issue of not being able to stand my apartment being quiet, yet not being able to concentrate on writing while playing music… this is an entirely new issue that I'm trying to find a solution to, lol.

as always let me know what you think :)

Warning: mentioning of child abuse, only slightly.

Think there's nothing your son can't do been popping pills with mad booze, the sad truth I admit I have it all, I don't want dis

Thea

Thea was once again letting the conversation she had with Roy a couple of days ago run through her head, as she had done several times over the weekend, not having school was not doing her any favors right now. She was sure he knew more than he let on. That he was keeping something big from her.

Which was fine.

She wasn't going to pry. He didn't owe her anything. They weren't a couple. And even if they were, it still wouldn't mean that she was entitled to personal information about her brother that Oliver wasn't sharing with her himself. Still, the fact that Roy seemed to know more about what was going on with Ollie than she did stung a little. Not that she didn't… it wasn't like she didn't want Roy and Ollie to be close. She was glad they were. She just missed being one of the people her older brother confided in. She wasn't really sure what had happened and why she no longer was. Not that Ollie had confided in anyone really, Sara not included, of course. She was glad that Ollie had Sara and apparently Roy to share his thoughts and feelings with, but she wished he would share them with her too. And maybe it was selfish, but they were the only family they had left, and she missed being close to him. Missed the bond they used to share and the time they used to spend together. Sometimes she was reminded of how things were when he had first come back from Lian Yu… especially the last couple of months that Sara had seemed to pull away from him.

"… You gotta let me in, Ollie. You gotta let someone in… Look, I'm just worried about you. You seem really lonely. And we all have our secrets, Ollie. Clearly you have yours. And it's fine if you don't want to share them with us, but I just really think you should share them with someone..."

So yes, she was so very grateful to know that he had Roy to lean on, if Sara wasn't an option, that he actually had people he let in and shared his struggles with. She was glad that this at least was different to how things were when he had first come back home. There had been several times over the last three years, ever since she had learnt that Sara had survived the sinking of the Gambit too, how different things might have been in the beginning, had Sara come back sooner, had she come back shortly after Ollie. If he would've had her to lean on from the beginning. If Sara had Ollie to help her return to society sooner… maybe… maybe things would've been different. Maybe Sara would've stayed. Maybe Ollie would've been less lonely, less willing… maybe he would've been doing better earlier. Maybe things would've never gotten as bad with his mental health issues as they've become over the years. Maybe Sara would've been doing better earlier too.

Not that it mattered.

The past was the past and there was nothing they could do to change it. At least not without the possibility of some serious repercussions, as they've learnt through Barry's selfish choice of changing the past which led to consequences that were far beyond their understanding. Thea wasn't even sure if they were aware of all of them yet. Or if Team Flash was, and whether they've shared all of them with Team Arrow. There might be a whole lot more that had changed than they were aware of… maybe things were better now, maybe they were worse. Who knew? Probably the Legends, but if they did, they weren't sharing which was speaking for itself. Roy was right, changing the past was dangerous, too dangerous. The past was the past and all they could do was learn from it and move forward. The way life was meant to be.

And that seemed to be the approach Ollie was taking lately, and it seemed to help him. He had been doing better those last couple of months. He wasn't bottling everything up and pushing his emotions and everyone away; he was letting Sara and Roy in. That was an improvement. It was a hell of a step forward. And she was proud of her older brother and the progress he was making. Little by little.

Well, he had started to spend more time with her lately. He had included her in the process of creating the nursery and talked to her about his daughter. And asked her opinion on possible names for her niece. Something he still hadn't decided on. Part of her wondered if not having Sara's input on it played into his lack of decision on their daughter's name. The little girl that always put a smile on Ollie's face whenever she was mentioned was still nameless as far as she knew. It was such a huge contrast to just a few months ago. It was very easy to see how excited her brother was at the prospect of finally meeting his daughter in person in just a few short weeks, actually. Shit, Sara was scheduled to give birth in about two months.

Holy shit. That was like very soon.

Ollie and Sara taking some personal time to figure things out made so much more sense now. This was a monumental event and even bigger change in their lives. They were going to have a baby. There was going to be a tiny little person completely dependent on them. Plus, she wasn't sure what Sara's plan was… she knew she wasn't going to stay or planning on staying and raising her child with Ollie, but was she going to leave as soon as their daughter was born? Or would she like stick around for a couple of months so that the baby wouldn't have to get formula? And was she like staying away indefinitely or would she like drop in on Ollie and their child once in a while? Would she spend important events like birthdays and Christmases and Thanksgivings with them, or would she just disappear and stay out of their lives for good? Those were important questions.

There was a lot for them to figure out.

And doing that without any outside influence was just so Oliver and Sara. They were extremely private and didn't enjoy sharing their emotions or having people tell them what they should do. Probably even less when it came to raising their child. Or in Sara's case, giving birth. She must be worried, if not terrified, about that, right?

She couldn't even imagine... she'd be freaking out about right now, thinking about a child coming out of her body. Sara was very obviously pregnant now. And the baby would only grow more from now on. Sara was a diminutive person, her brother on the other hand... yeah, she would definitely be freaking out if she were Sara. There was like no way… except somehow there was and somehow it worked. She was really not envying her friend right now and hoped for her sake that their daughter was more like her mother in size than her father… otherwise… poor Sara. So, Sara not wanting anyone besides Ollie around while they talked about the birth made sense. Sara must be feeling very vulnerable right now, which was something she didn't like people to know or a position she didn't want anyone to see her in.

Except for Ollie.

She really wished… there was a part of her that hoped Sara was still going to change her mind and stay. Having her around was good for Ollie. Plus, she had really missed her. And their baby deserved to be raised by both of her parents and not just Ollie. Sara would be such an amazing mother… it would be so sad for all of them if Sara would leave and miss out on her daughter's life. And for her niece to miss out on having Sara as a mom. And Ollie… Ollie would miss out on raising his daughter with… Ollie would have to say goodbye to Sara again… Thea wasn't sure what losing Sara yet again would do to Ollie. He probably wouldn't let it show. Wouldn't let anyone know how he was really feeling and focus his entire attention on the daughter he had with Sara… while hurting inside and all by himself.

This was such a mess. Not as bad as it was at the beginning… but still… just the thought of Sara leaving again hurt her so badly. She couldn't even imagine how Ollie would feel. She could easily recall how much Roy leaving had hurt. Ollie had lost Sara so many times already. And now, now they were going to have a child together. Part of him must feel abandoned by her… Thea wondered… she would feel some type of resentment towards… if she were Ollie, part of her would resent Sara for leaving, for abandoning her and their child. She understood Sara's reasons, well mostly. And she knew Ollie did too, but there must be a part of him, no matter how small, that was angry with her for her choice, right? Loving her and understanding her struggles or not, but she was going to leave him and their baby. God, she hoped they could figure this out. That Sara was going to stay.

Thea bit her lip and blinked furiously to get rid of the tears that had built because of her thoughts.

She tried to change the direction her thoughts had taken and focused back on her original thought. At least thanks to her phone call with Roy she now knew that she had been right with her assumption concerning Ollie's text and that both Ollie and Sara, and the baby of course, were fine. Roy was keeping something from her, but it didn't seem to be anything bad or anything she needed to worry about. He had been relaxed and even tried to hide a smile once or twice while they were talking about Ollie and Sara. That was a good sign. Roy had seemed happy at the mention of those two. So, whatever was going on seemed to be of the good. She really hoped she was interpreting Roy's behavior right.

Her cell phone's vibration interrupted her thoughts, letting her know she had received a text. She bent forward and picked it up from the coffee table in front of her. It surprised her when she saw her brother's name on the display.

"Hey Speedy, just letting you know that you can reach me again. Love Ollie."

She hit dial almost before she finished reading it.

"Hey Speedy, how are you?" her brother's way of answering his phone and picking up after the first ring let her know he had anticipated her reaction. Still, she wasn't the one who had some explaining to do.

"How am I? I'm not the one who's been MIA for the last four days without an actual explanation!" she countered.

"I'm fine, we're all fine." She could make out some rustling after that and Ollie seemed distracted for a moment and she heard what sounded like a muffled "thank you". Her mind for some reason conjured up an image of Ollie kissing Sara's temple while thanking her for something. She wasn't sure where that image had come from. But it felt right, somehow.

"So, now that I've told you how I am, do I get an answer to my original question?" Her brother's focus was back on her and their conversation now. The thing she noticed right away was the light, joking and slightly amused tone of voice he used. He was in a good mood. In a good place. Whatever he and Sara had done or talked about during the last four days must have been good or come to a pleasant conclusion. She could feel a weight she hadn't been aware of lift from her chest. He was good, Sara was good, her niece was good. And Ollie sounded happy. She couldn't help the smile that automatically spread across her face, given her older brother's cheerful mood.

"I'm good. Almost done with my paper… part of me wants to delete it and start over with a different topic…" She wasn't sure about her choice in topic anymore. She had been at the beginning, but now, she felt there may be a better subject to write her paper on. She could hear Ollie laugh on the other end. He thought this was funny? It was making her miserable. There was nothing more annoying than almost being done with a paper you've spent hours upon hours on, only to decide the subject was all wrong only a few pages before one was done with it. But of course, her brother wouldn't understand. He never took school serious enough to get bothered by something like this.

"It's not funny, Ollie! It's driving me crazy." She could hear him chuckle at that before turning slightly more serious and asking her about what other topic she was thinking about switching to. They spent almost half an hour on the phone, mostly talking about her classes before she had to hang up and get ready for school, they said their goodbyes after that, but not before Ollie asked her to come over for dinner three days from now. Which she happily agreed to. Her brother sounded happier than she had heard him in a long time.

Today was going to be a good day.

Thea came back home from school, still in the same good mood that she had been in all day long, thanks to her phone conversation with Ollie in the morning. And the plans they had made. That changed once she stepped into the living room and saw her roommate sitting on the couch with her hands interlaced in her lap, staring at them. She looked like she had been crying.

"Laurel?" She rushed towards her friend, kneeling in front of her and putting her hand on top of both of hers.

"Hey." Laurel took a hold of her hand and raised her head to look at her.

"What happened? Is everyone okay?" she could feel the dread in the pit of her stomach. It would be typical, just when things were starting to get better for everything to fall apart. It seemed to be the story of her and Ollie's life, actually. And the Lances, too. Couldn't they ever get a break?

"Yeah, everyone's fine. It's just… Oliver was here. He… we… He told me… Ollie came by to talk about his and Sara's affair. Explaining his side of everything… and it was just a lot. I know Sara already… but… hearing it from Oliver, hearing from him why… it just hurt. More than I thought it would… especially since I already got most of the facts from Sara weeks ago. And there wasn't really much he added to. Except for his perspective. I just never thought… some of the things he said… am I a bad person?" Laurel looked at her, her eyes were big, and she seemed to be serious.

"No, of course not. Why would you think that?" she wasn't sure… she couldn't make the connection between Ollie talking to her about his and Sara's affair and Laurel wondering if she was a bad person. She was missing some serious context here. And she couldn't really say much else before knowing what Laurel was talking about… What Ollie might have told her that would lead to her thinking that… because from her side, Ollie and Sara were still the two who had been in the wrong. It didn't matter how much you turned the whole mess around, and she had tried to figure it all out, she had spent hours upon hours over the span of almost ten years trying to understand how they had ended up in the fucked-up situation they had been in.

Ollie and Sara were still in the wrong.

Even if they had already been in love then. They had been wrong. Going behind Laurel's back had been wrong. Even if Ollie hadn't been happy with Laurel, which she wasn't sure was the case… even if Sara had made him happier than Laurel had,… they should've been honest. They should've just… Ollie should've broken up with Laurel before getting involved with Sara.

And she understood it was a very complicated situation and not that easy.

Breaking up with one sister for the other was very difficult and it would've been an extremely messy situation, which would have had huge repercussions that would've involved both families, including Tommy. Thea knew that. She understood that. The way everything had played out eventually had been so much worse than them just flat out telling people they were in love would've been. She was at least sure of that. Of course, no one could've foreseen Ollie and Sara getting shipwrecked and ending up missing for years… But still… What they've done had not been okay. And she would always, always say that. This didn't mean that they were the only ones at fault. She didn't know nearly enough about any of this because she had just been a kid and it wasn't like Ollie had confided in her about his relationships back then. She didn't know what had led to this. She didn't know what issues Ollie and Laurel might have had; she had some suspicions but nothing solid. And she didn't know what had been going on between Ollie and Sara exactly. She didn't know all the facts, barely any actually. But she understood that there were always more than two sides to every story. Especially in this case where three people were involved. And she knew how loyal her brother was. So, she couldn't see him cheating on Laurel if they wouldn't have had any issues. It just wasn't like Ollie.

And she didn't care what anyone said. They didn't know her older brother the way she did.

Most of the people giving him serious shit, and not just some good-natured teasing like both Lance sisters, Quentin and she tended to do, for who he was before he went missing hadn't even known him then. All they knew was what the tabloids had said about him. Yes, he had been a party boy. Yes, he had been wild. Yes, he had gotten in trouble with the law a lot. Yes, he had been involved with a lot of women. Yes, he had been drinking a lot. Yes, he had been taking drugs… but what the tabloids never mentioned was how he stayed home whenever she asked him to. How he enjoyed a movie night at home, watching some silly children's movie with her just as much as partying with Tommy and Sara, who usually joined their movie nights. How he would let her sleep in his bed without complaining whenever she was scared. How he had even spent nights in her way too small bed for him with her because she had asked him to. How he hadn't left her side at the hospital once after she had fallen off of that horse. How she had actually spent most of the time she had been at home after the accident in his room, in his bed, and he had stayed with her the entire time. Never once complaining or being bothered about her presence. He hadn't gone out once while she had her cast. Ollie had been the reason she had gotten back on a horse again after that. She had been scared, so very scared, but he had convinced her to take up riding again, because he had known how much she loved it. They had shared a horse at the beginning. He'd show up for every single one of her riding lessons until she told him it was fine, she was fine and he didn't need to come anymore. He still showed up for another entire month, until he was sure she was fine. The tabloids never mentioned that he was the world's best big brother.

The tabloids also never mentioned how Tommy was always welcome at their place whenever Malcolm was gone or mistreating him. Or how Ollie would drive all the way to wherever Malcolm had taken Tommy with him for vacation or business trips, to get his best friend if Tommy just made the slightest implication, while talking to him, that Malcolm was angry at his son.

Or how Ollie would always, always go pick up Sara in the middle of the night if she needed a ride, or have her stay over after a night out partying so she wouldn't get in trouble with Quentin. Ollie had always driven Laurel home and waited for her to get inside before driving away. Or how he'd pick her up and drop her off for weeks when her car was in the shop. Or how he cheered Laurel on and supported her at everything she did. Ollie was and always had been one of the most loyal people she had ever known. There was nothing he wasn't willing to do for the people he cared about, even before the island. He had gotten in more than one fight defending Tommy, or beating up Sara's ex-boyfriends if he had felt they'd been treating her wrong. And Laurel's too, before the two of them had gotten together. Hell, he had punched out that paparazzi because he had made a degrading comment about Sara… not that the tabloids had mentioned that.

They didn't know how Ollie had been trying to help Sara with her struggles. How worried he'd been about her once he had learnt about her eating disorder. Or how worried he had been about Tommy that one time he couldn't reach him for days after the two of them got in some serious trouble with Malcolm. Fourteen-year-old Ollie had stolen one of their dad's cars and driven it to Tommy's place, he had broken into the Merlyn estate and somehow managed to get past all the security and pretty much kidnapped Tommy and brought him home with him. She remembered her parents being so pissed at Ollie, until he had come back home and Tommy had trailed in behind him, both of her brothers had been holding hands.

Tommy had stayed with them for two months after that. Ollie never got punished.

She had never found out what exactly had happened to Tommy. No one had ever told her. She had only been four, after all. But it was a memory she would never forget. And it wasn't hard for her to imagine now what Malcolm might have done to his son back then… not that he ever had to pay for the abuse Tommy had suffered at the hands of his father. Not that Tommy ever admitted to being abused, mentally or physically. She knew her dad had talked to Malcolm several times because of his treatment of Tommy, but he had never really done anything else, at least as far as she knew. Tommy had spent long periods of time at their place frequently over the years. But still… her parents should've done more… had Quentin known? And if he had, why hadn't he done something? Maybe they had tried to but since Tommy refused to tell anyone they couldn't do more than take him in whenever he needed a place away from his dad… she really needed to ask Ollie or Sara about that. If anyone knew whether her parents tried to actually help Tommy or not, it was those two. She hoped her parents tried to do whatever they could to help Tommy. She wasn't sure she could handle even more disappointment when it came to her parent's actions or lack thereof.

Thea focused back on Laurel when the older woman started to talk.

"Ollie… he… was I ignorant of Ollie's feelings? To… was I forcing him to be someone he wasn't? I… Ollie said… Ollie told me I put a lot of pressure on him. That I made him feel like he wasn't enough, that nothing he did was ever enough for me and I… is it true? Did I make him feel like I wasn't happy with the person he was? I know… I just wanted him to reach his full potential. I knew what he was capable of and I just didn't want him to waste his potential… I thought… I thought I was helping him become the best version of himself. I never knew… I never realized… I never meant for him to feel like that, Thea. Ollie always made me feel like I could achieve everything I wanted. That I could reach all of my goals, he was always there supporting me and cheering me on. I just wanted him to feel the same way. I never meant to make him feel bad. How could I make him feel like he wasn't good enough?" Laurel let go of her hand at the end and let her head drop into hers while staring to cry.

Thea just sat there in shock for a moment, not knowing what to do. Trying to process what she had just learnt. She hadn't known that. She hadn't been aware of that either. She had thought, just like everyone else, that Laurel and Ollie were perfect together. That she was great for him. She had tended to push him, but just like Laurel had said, she had also seen it as her trying to help him reach his potential. He had the tendency to slack off. She had never realized that he had felt the way Laurel had just told her.

She had been aware of their arguments, and the off again on again aspect of their relationship, everyone had been. But she had figured it was something they'd figure out once they got older, that it was just because of stupid reasons… she would've never suspected that Laurel's good intentions made Ollie feel so bad.

On second thought, why hadn't she?

She could easily recall all the arguments Ollie and their parents had had when it came to school and Ollie's future and his lack of direction or interest in anything besides having fun. How he needed to grow up and take on some responsibility, stop slacking off and being lazy.

Huh.

Why hadn't she seen the similarities between their parents and Laurel's behavior towards and treatment of Ollie before?

Because Ollie had genuinely loved Laurel. Because she had made him happy, most of the time. Because the two of them had been good together, when they weren't arguing. Because Ollie had worshipped the ground Laurel had walked on. And because Laurel had always pushed Ollie to be better, for as long as Thea could remember. Laurel had pushed both Tommy and Sara and even herself to be better too. It was just something the older Lance sister did. It was part of her character. She always wanted the best for everyone. She just wanted people to reach their full potential.

"Laurel, you couldn't have…" known, she wanted to say, but she just couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence because she suddenly remembered the reactions her older brother had received after dropping out of his second college. Their parents had been both very disappointed and pretty mad. Laurel had also been disappointed and made sure that Ollie had known that she was not amused and did not agree with his actions that had led to him dropping out of yet another college. And then she remembered Sara, Sara standing in the background, biting her lip to keep from laughing because it was pretty obvious that getting kicked out had been the goal for his actions and what he had done had been pretty funny and once everyone had left the room, making sure one more time that he knew just how disappointed they were in him. Sara had stepped towards her brother, had smiled at him understandingly before going up to him and giving him a hug. Whispering:

"I'm glad to have you back home, OJ. I missed not having you in driving distance. And this stunt you pulled was freaking hilarious and pretty genius too. Don't listen to what they say. It's your life, your choice. Screw college, there are a million things you can do without getting a degree."

Thea bent forward and wrapped Laurel in her arms. It didn't take her roommate long to return the embrace and hug her tight. Still crying.

She couldn't blame Laurel for her actions. She, just like most people, had just assumed that Ollie was acting out, just goofing off as he had been known to do. Ollie had never really shared his feelings or thoughts on anything their parents or Laurel wanted from him. He just… he'd defend his actions in a semiserious way, making sure everyone thought he was just not taking it seriously and playing around. He had never… she couldn't remember one argument where Ollie had actually seriously explained his actions and the reasons behind them. She had never realized just how much pressure he had been under. That he had purposely sabotaged himself. That his actions and choices had been calculated and on purpose. She was suddenly hit with another memory after that realization.

"Whoa! Whoa! What about me? Right? I'm a legacy. Hey! Thanks for warming them up, Walt. All right. Ow! Fine, fine shovel. I got it. Whoa! Ow! I'm kidding. I'm kidding. I got it. I got it. Some of you may not know me. My name is Oliver Queen. Watch some television, read a newspaper, I'm kind of famous right now. Mostly, though, I'm famous because I'm Robert Queen's son. Uh, but as Walter, who's my new dad... Huh? Who is... Sorry. As Walter was saying, I'm not much of a legacy, per se… No, sit. Sit! Gosh. See, I was supposed to come here today, and I'm supposed to take my rightful place at the company. Prodigal son returns home and becomes the heir apparent. But I'm not my father. I'm not the man he was. I'm not half the man he was. I never will be. So, please, stop asking me to be."

Ollie's actions before the island had been on purpose too. Just like every single action, every single word that day had been calculated and planned.

They stayed just hugging each other for a long time. Until Laurel eventually stopped crying and let go of her, moving back onto the couch. Thea took this as her chance to answer the other woman's original question.

"Laurel, you couldn't have known, not without him telling you. You meant well. Everyone knows that. I'm sure Ollie knows that too. It's not like you could've known that your approach wasn't the right one for him. I don't know… I can't tell you if you were ignorant of his feelings… I can't answer that question I don't know what you guys used to talk about. How much of how he was feeling he was sharing with you back then… Ollie has always been good at hiding how he really felt, even before… so I don't know. I guess you're the only one who knows the answer to that question." She looked at Laurel seriously, smiling comfortingly at her. She didn't have enough insight into her brother's former relationship to answer that.

"Not from Sara. He was never good at hiding his feelings from Sara. She could always just tell when something was off with him, even when I couldn't. Hell, even when Tommy couldn't. She always just knew… Just like Ollie always just knew when something was up with Sara… god, I was such an idiot. I was so… so…" Laurel's words were true. Ollie and Sara had always been incapable of fooling the other one. That should've been a sign. The turn Laurel's words suddenly took seriously surprised Thea, not sure what her roommate was trying to say. All she currently managed was to confuse her. Laurel suddenly stopped as if she were trying to find the words to continue, so Thea just stayed quiet, waiting until the woman in front of her continued.

"Selfish. I was so selfish. I knew… I knew Sara had a crush on him our senior year in High School… and I was pretty sure that Ollie might… that he was staring to look at her as more than just little Sara Lance… and I… I loved him Thea. I was so jealous of the way Sara just… everything between Sara and Ollie seemed so effortless. They were just so similar and she just understood him and Tommy in a way I couldn't… I didn't know Thea. I swear I didn't know that what Sara was feeling for Ollie was more than just a schoolgirl crush…" Okay, this was not at all what she had expected and she wasn't really sure what she was supposed to do with the information she just received, not that she was sure what exactly Laurel was trying to tell her.

"Laurel…" The ringing of the doorbell interrupted her, thankfully because she did not know what she was going to say.

Notes:

Okay, so Thea got away from me again… I don't know what's up with her but she really likes to bring up the past lately… and drag all of the skeletons out of their closets… lmao!

I know this is a touchy subject I just sort of brought up here with Tommy (hey, I already threw in an eating disorder, I hope no one is surprised about anything I throw in here by this point lol) but I always felt like… Malcolm is an asshole and the way he treated Tommy at the beginning of the show and the way Tommy pretty much hated his father always gave me the feeling that there was more to it than Malcolm just abandoning Tommy for two years. Plus, the way Malcolm told Thea that Tommy had been weak… while she was strong and how proud he was of her while he was physically abusing her in the name of „training"… I don't know… but this is my story and my interpretation of the past version of events.

So... I hope this chapter wasn't disrespectful towards Laurel or anyone else really. It's not meant to be. It's actually meant to show Laurel's point of view. Sometimes our actions are meant in one way but might be taken a completely different way. Good intentions can still hurt people and you'll never know if the person doesn't tell you.
And Oliver used to do things for Laurel too and help her out, she just didn't get herself into situation where she needed his help that often. And I couldn't come up with a semi regular situation, she'd get into that Ollie helped her out of... sorry!

So, I've spent a lot of time trying to figure some things out concerning the sonic scream. Black Siren has it and Dinah Drake does too. But I'm still not sure how it works. How does the entire team not be affected by it standing next to them, yet the enemies are? If they have some type of protection, they'd always need to be warned before she uses it so they can turn it on, unless it's something that they always have on yet, somehow they can still communicate with each other…. Can BS and DD chose who gets affected? Can they chose between the sonic scream and a normal scream? When they scream is it always sonic? That would be very impractical. This is a very confusing power. Lmao! Any thoughts or explanations any of you have concerning the sonic scream are highly appreciated. The internet was only semi useful and since I don't really read the Green Arrow and Black Canary comics (I have some but they're not useful on that matter) my knowledge is not that great on the specifics of Black Canary's power.

Chapter title is from the song "Bad News" by Tom MacDonald and Madchild featuring Nova Rockafeller.

A small FYI, my mom's fine.