Hello guys.
A short story I thought up taking place in later season 2 for after 2x13 and before 2x17 episodes.
For the title I'm using the other ship name for Oliver Queen/Sara Lance which combines their civilian first names as you can tell.
On with the story.
Basement underneath The Verdant
Standing by the staircase Roy picking some imagery flint off his hoodie looks over watching as Oliver with his hood down, and mask removes places his bow in its case. Glancing to his right seeing Sara by the computer station having briefly got her real hair tangled up with the wig, Oliver moves over. Roy notices Sara unlike when around other people including Detective Lance, and Laurel does not flinch or tense when Oliver reaches up gently removing the wig, and mask setting the items on the table.
Roy picks up Sara mentioning on going to take a show for washing the nighttime grime off her body, and whispers something in Oliver's ear which he tunes out, purposely, despite the Mirakuru advanced hearing. The Canary moves off towards the showers as Oliver sits down in the chair rubbing his eyes briefly. Knowing Diggle and Felicity went home already Oliver looks over seeing Roy standing there by the stairs, contemplative.
"You okay Roy?" Oliver inquiries.
Nodding "Yeah, well you mind if I ask you something personal?" Roy replies than quickly adding "Not about Thea."
"I didn't figure it would be," Oliver says gently "Go ahead."
Walking over Roy nears the case containing a mannequin for The Arrow suit before asking "How did Sara and you end up first meeting? Because given your class differences between your family with the Lances you didn't exactly run in the same circles."
Lightly grinning "It was years ago at a policeman's gala when we were children and started with me chewing out some corrupt city councilman or business owner, I don't really remember that part well. I think it was over toxic dumping. My parents were fuming on giving me a lecture for being embarrassing, and behavior unfit for a Queen. So, I just panicked and ran" Oliver says.
"Because it was a policeman's gala the Lance family was there including Sara and Laurel" Roy replies in realization.
"Somehow I ended up on the roof where Sara found me having seen the whole thing managed to escape her parents. That conversation well I didn't care about being a Queen or the money, I just wanted…" Oliver says trailing off.
Nodding "You wanted somebody to understand you regardless of your last name. A friend" Roy says.
"Yes, and it was something we promised each other that night to always be there for each other" Oliver replies.
"And you've done a good job of keeping that promise Ollie, your both good people," Roy says warmly.
"Sara is. Of course, my parents, the Lances, and security came bursting onto the roof. We got separated obviously only discovered a few days later at the private school Laurel and Sara were new students. I found out my parents paid for not just their schooling, but college to" Oliver explains lightly grinning.
"And the rest as the saying goes was history," Roy says.
Oliver merely nods in response.
"You know," Roy says lightly smiling "You chewing out a corrupt dirtbag well is just what we were doing every night is who you've always been."
A quiet chuckle "Yeah I guess so" Oliver replies.
"Well thank you for telling me about that" Roy says sincerely.
"You're welcome" Oliver replies.
"Think I'm going to head on home, night" Roy says.
"Night" Oliver says.
Watching as Roy leaves Oliver after a moment getting to his feet removes his jacket and quiver placing it on the table before heading for the showers intending to join Sara.
Hope you all enjoyed this and leave a review letting me know what you think.
Nothing really to add in the AN for a change so until next time.