Disclaimer: Based on references and characters from the CW and DC Universe, which I do not own. Enjoy.

My name is William Queen

A man from the future who has come to the past with one goal

To save Star City

With my past self saved and the members of Team Arrow working together again,

I work with them to save my father, Oliver Queen, from his predicament

And to do so, I must become someone else

Become something else

I am the new Green Arrow.

Episode 6: The Depths of Hell

"Dr. Jarret Parker." William brings up his face on the time camera as Dinah speaks. "There isn't much on him, no doubt because Dante had the power to erase everything of him from the database. But, from some leftover files I found in the precinct, I found 8 cases of his that got him blacklisted. They were recollections of his patients suggesting that Dr. Parker was involved in a number of illegal experiments under the supervision of a Dr. Hugo Strange."

"And that's when it clicked." William swipes the picture of Dr. Parker and brings up a newspaper article from the 2030's, the headline reading "Apprentice of Strange leaves another victim in shambles."

"In my time, the Apprentice of Strange was someone who would capture criminals and break them, always leaving a message saying 'The man couldn't be cured' for those who didn't survive. I looked further into Dr. Strange and those who worked for him and Dr. Parker's name was one of them. Unfortunately, I had little evidence to prove it and he always slipped away. Though, the surviving patient always exhibited the same effects as those eight, a few of them being blackouts, lapses in memory and, eventually, losing all trace of her former self. No doubt Dr. Parker is continuing that goal."

Curtis motions for them to stop. "Wait. Wait a minute. Are you saying this guy is torturing criminals and the whole prison knows this? So that means—"

Felicity finishes for him. "It means Oliver is in real danger and we need to break him out right now."

"That won't be possible." William scours the computer for the recent time camera recording from the picture Oliver carries around. "I set the time camera to my phone as well as my computer in case I need to…" He hesitates to say survey or watch them, knowing that they would take it the wrong way. Dinah is already giving him a stare. "Ensure your safety. During our mission to save my younger self and the students, I was watching out for Dad and saw this."

He brings up the last portion of the video, where Oliver is shaking hands with her new associate. Everyone stares at it with either surprise or confusion. John summarizes both reactions by asking, "Is that…Talia Al Gual?"

"Yes, it is. She's giving Dad a way out of Level 2, but he's not taking it until he finds evidence to bring down Dr. Parker and his operation."

Felicity nods her head. "Sounds like something Oliver would do. So, what's our plan?"

"First, we need to know how to get into Level 2, otherwise rescuing my Dad is not going to go well. I'll go through the blueprints, see if there's anything I can dig up. But there's no telling what may be in there, so I'll need you guys for backup."

"Well, I can't do anything until I have a warrant and even with the evidence, I can't do this discreetly with a judge."

Felicity chimes in, "I may have a friend who may help you with that Dinah."

"Well, Curtis and I have to file a report with ARGUS HQ on the student rescue, but we'll find a way to help you guys out."

William clicks out of the windows and turns to the team. "Good, then it's settled. Get some rest if you need it and be prepared. Tomorrow…we break Dad out of Level 2."

She chews the food slowly, trying to find some taste in it, some bit of flavor. As usual, there was nothing special. By now, it is just bland food disguised as something average.

I'll be glad to be out of this he—

"Excuse me?"

She looks up, seeing the one person that brightens her spirits, but also dreads to be communicating with. She doesn't want to talk to Oliver for if she does, he may recognize her, even though he has never met her. At least, not yet.

"Mind if I sit down?"

She doesn't want to talk with him for a prolong period, but she didn't want him to leave either. For the first time in this prison, she finds someone else that she feels comfortable around, even if he doesn't know it.

Begrudgingly, she extends her hand to the opposite bench, allowing Oliver to sit at the opposite end of the small, round table.

She continues to eat her food, hoping that not making eye contact for too long won't tip him off. He doesn't eat though, telling her that he didn't like the food as much as she did.

"I never got to thank you for the warning."

"I did what I was told to do. That's all."

"Still, I'm grateful."

She looks up for a moment, seeing that he still hasn't eaten his food. She starts to suspect that he is not here to casually eat and talk.

"Why are you here?"

"Our mutual friend tells me you were in that room." He subtly points his thumb in the direction of the torture room. "Was there anything in there that can serve as evidence of Level 2's existence?"

"You want to shut it down?" Oliver nods, which makes her smirk. "I'd expect nothing less from the former Green Arrow."

"Is there anything or not?"

"There is. Parker keeps record of every 'therapy session' on a computer in that room and usually has a thumb drive with him to take copies of them home. All your evidence is in there. But he will restrain you on a table and he keeps a couple guards in there at all times."

"Restraints can be lock picked and the guards will be easy to take down. What about our wristbands?"

"There is a key the guards have but doing so without inputting a code will alert the guards upstairs, so we'll be overwhelmed."

"They have numbers. We have skills and a plan. Talia and I can create a distraction so you can secure our exit."

"And she told you where that is?"

"She did. Listen, during free hour, be ready to get out the door. We'll keep the guards occupied. Okay?"

She nods. "Okay."

"Five minutes for lunch inmates! Eat or get back to your cell!"

Feeling satisfied, she gets up from the table. "I'm gonna go. I'll be ready."

As she just walks past Oliver, He asks, "Wait. Just one thing." As she turns to him, she starts to feel stressed inside. Don't say you recognize me. Please don't say you recognize me.

"If I don't get out and you two do, go to Star City and give my friends the information. Level 2 cannot continue to go on."

She starts to relax a bit but does not like the prospect he is giving here. Still, she nods.

"I will."

She then turns around quickly and heads back to her cell. Even though she is in the clear, she doesn't want to believe that only two of them are getting out.

You will get out of here Dad. You will.

"So, let me get this straight. You want me to give her a warrant to search for a place in Slabside Penitentiary with almost no evidence that it exists?"

Felicity nods. "If it's not too much trouble."

Dinah, who is still befuddled of how Felicity became friends with Earth-2 Laurel, adds, "It's the only way we can save Oliver. I know we still aren't—"

Laurel raises a hand for them to stop. "Yeah, yeah. Look. I can't pull the strings whenever I like. No evidence of Level 2's existence means I can't give you a warrant to search the place."

Felicity then starts to look a bit frustrated. "That's just it Laurel. We don't have any—"

Laurel raises her hand once more. "But…" She opens the file Dinah and Felicity gave to her. "This evidence is good enough to at least give cause to make sure Slabside is still running things ethically. This will give you the warrant you need."

Dinah smirks. "That's my ticket in."

Laurel starts signing the warrant. After being given the warrant, Dinah nods in appreciation. "Thank you Laurel."

"You can thank me by letting me get back to work. I've got a whole mess of paperwork I need to get done by today."

Dinah and Felicity exit the office. As they head towards the elevators, Dinah can't help but ask the new question that is burning in her mind.

"How exactly did you become friends with Earth-2 Laurel?"

"Mutual acquaintance and it's a long story that I'd rather not bore you with."

So, this is my only way in and their only way out. But who's the blonde woman that they keep referring to?

Rewinding back the time footage to yesterday morning, he tries to find any blonde woman in the vicinity of the camera. William aims it at an angle so that he can see outside the cell door, but he cannot see past the cell block. He rewinds the footage a little more until he can see…

Wait a minute.

He sees a blonde woman tossing a note to Oliver's cell, but this one is very familiar. He zooms in and increases the resolution, trying to see if this is who he thinks it is. Looking at her face close up, he now can't believe what he is seeing. His emotions become a swirl of gladness and worry, his jaw dropping lower by the second.

Sis.

"William!"

Felicity's voice snaps him out of his thoughts. He quickly clicks out of the window, believing that Felicity and everyone else does not need to know about her right now. Regaining his composure, he sees Felicity and Dinah coming down the stairs.

"Hey. Any luck with Laurel?"

"Sure did. We found a way to get me in. What about you?"

He brings up the screen shots he found of Slabside prison, a couple from the early 1900's to the present. "I couldn't find many blueprints, but I found some photos of the old prison. Back then, it was a smaller prison that got built on top of until the late '80's. One thing that hasn't changed is the morgue." He brings up a blueprint of the modern prison, which includes the morgue. "There's a passage that connects from the outside and into the morgue. That's both my infiltration and exfiltration point."

Felicity nods. "Good. Any word from John?"

"Yes. He says that ARGUS has recently gotten into contact with someone who's supposed to be inspecting the prison. She needs an escort and John volunteered at the first instance."

"Good. I'm going to head back to the Precinct and get myself prepped."

William nods. "Sounds good."

Dinah then proceeds to the exit. As she does, William watches her to make sure she doesn't plant a scrambling device or a tracker that would lead the police to them. When she finally leaves, showing no sign of planting anything, William relaxes himself.

He then looks to Felicity, who looks at him with a concerned stare.

"What?"

"Your father does that same look. I can already tell that you don't trust her. At least, not fully."

William places his hands on his hips. "Look. I know she's your friend and you trust her, and I want to as well. But she has demonstrated blind adherence to the law when such devotion is what caused the negligence of Star City's well-being. Even if she helped us once, what are the odds-"

"I trust her, William, not just because she's my friend. I trust her because she has had my back as well as your father's more than once."

"Yet, Team Arrow dispersed, and Captain Drake fell into a trap that costed the Vigilante's life and almost went on a revenge spree."

She is, for a moment, lost for words, as if in disbelief. "She lost the love of her life."

"And I understand that. But if there's one thing my mentor taught me, it's to be cautious, especially around those who put their emotions first over the mission. And I don't have to remind you that it wasn't the first revenge spree she went on."

Felicity's tone changes to something more defensive. "She's changed, William. I assure you that."

William gives a subtle sigh. "I hope you're right. Now, if we're done, you should link up with John and Curtis. They'll need your help with reconnaissance."

"Okay."

Felicity walks away without another word spoken. William doesn't know if it's because Felicity finds wisdom in what he says or didn't want to escalate things further.

Either way, William checks over the blueprints and photos one more time, making sure that he accounted for everything before his plans are set.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, John peeked around the corner, checking the room for any hostiles. When it seemed to be clear, he put away his pistol.

He turned to Roy and William. "We're clear."

They walked out of the stairway and into the middle of the lobby. John turned to them again, seeing the confusion on their faces.

"I suppose you both have questions about what happened to Star City?"

"Among other questions, Mr. Diggle."

John sighed, the memory of Star City's downfall being too much to bear, even after 22 years. "Diaz launched an offensive on Star City while it was still recovering. First, it started in the Glades, then spread out to all of Star City. We managed to quell it, but it costed the lives of thousands. Including—" John found it hard to say their names, struggling to get them out. "Including members of the team. Curtis, Dinah."

Roy stretched his hand out to the surrounding area. "Well, it still looks like a mess. How come?"

"Rene. After the whole event, he wanted to ensure what happened to the Glades never happened again. At first, it was good. He gave refuge to those who were homeless, gave them jobs, accepted donations, and even had his own police force patrol the streets. But things got out of hand. He declared separation from Star City and turned the Glades into a fortress. As it grew in power, the rest of Star City deteriorated. Those who stay in Star City are those who have it worse."

Roy turned to William. "We definitely should've stayed on Lian Yu."

Remembering what he and Roy found in Felicity's office, he unhooked the bag from his side and showed it off to them.

"We still found this."

He opened the bag and reached inside, taking out something that even William didn't expect. In his hand was a rubix cube.

When free time started, she sat herself close to the door leading out of the cell block. Oliver sat a few tables away, waiting for the right moment. After a few minutes of waiting, one of the doctors that checks the prisoners' wristbands started to come their way.

As soon as he passes Oliver, he gets up and grabs the doctor's shock trigger. The doctor turns around and tries to get it back, but Oliver grabs the arm, following it up with a hammer fist to the face and throwing him over the table he was sitting at.

He turns around to see another doctor nearing Oliver and holding out a shock trigger of his own. Before he can activate it, he gets knocked out by Talia hitting him over the head with a tray.

"About time."

Talia walks a bit towards Oliver, one of her hands behind her back. "You know, the mark of a great student…is when he surpasses her."

As they near each other, Talia swings a knife at Oliver's arm, luckily not making a deep cut. Oliver grabs his shoulder and moves away from her, wincing in pain.

He looks to her, probably acting confused as he should be doing. "What are you doing?"

"Something I should've done long ago."

Okay, they're fighting as planned. Now to get out of here before security arrives.

She gets up quickly and opens the door, taking care not to make a sound as she does. As she slips through, she sees the guards come in and shock both Oliver and Talia. They both convulse before falling to the ground.

Before she closes the door, she hears a guard say, "Take them to the room."

They never suspected a thing. Now to the morgue.

She rushes to the morgue so she can prepare their escape. As she enters, she hears strange noises coming down the upper part of the furnace where they dump the bodies to incinerate evidence.

Someone's coming.

She hugs the wall and creeps to the corner, hoping that she can get the jump on whoever is coming. She hears the noises coming closer and closer until she hears something hit the floor. Immediately, she rushes out and charges in.

"We're here."

The portable base stops as it gets a view of Slabside. Felicity gets up from the computer and walks to the front where Curtis is. She gets a good look at the prison, seeing what anyone would expect from a maximum-security prison: a tall, complex structure with concrete walls that give it more of a fortress vibe than one of a usual prison.

Felicity can't see much else but a few guards in the distance. "This place looks so secure and uptight. I can't believe they would hire someone that was known to be unstable to reform criminals."

"Well, we don't know how much influence Dante has on this place. For all we know, he probably owns the place."

"I hope not. We should set up."

"Right."

Felicity heads back to the computer. Curtis gets up from the driver's seat and follows her there. He sits in the chair in front of the computer and gets communications up and running while Felicity turns on the laptop lent to her by William and gets the detective vision up and running.

As the comms turn on, Curtis puts on a mic and earpiece. He then lends one to Felicity.

"This is Curtis. Anyone read me?"

William jumps through the breach as he hears Curtis' voice, finding himself at the drainage pipe leading into the morgue. As he walks to it, he taps the comm on his ear. "This is Green Arrow. I have reached the infiltration point."

Dinah and John step out into the parking lot, not seeing a whole lot of cars besides theirs. Hearing Curtis' voice followed by William's, he gets on the comm. "This is Diggle. Dinah and I just entered the prison's visitor parking."

"Any sign of the inspection guy?"

Dinah answers, "Not yet, but hopefully whoever it is won't cause much trouble in saving Oliver."

"As appealing as that sounds…" John and Dinah turn around quickly to where the voice is coming from. Behind them is a person they thought they would never see again. "…I won't."

Dinah looks at her the same way as John: A surprised stare and a feeling of bad luck bumping into Samantha Watson, the ex-FBI agent, here of all places.

"Watson? You're the inspector?"

While Dinah is still confused, John remembers what job Watson got after the whole fiasco with Diaz and failing to stop him. "You were sent by the Time Bureau."

"I was." She shows her visitors pass, which shows her as an FBI Agent. "And you'd be surprised by what kind of strings they can pull."

"So, if this concerns time, then you're here for the same reason as us."

"Correct. Oliver Queen was not meant to get into Level 2, and certainly not be affected by glutathione hydrate."

Dinah raises her hands out to stop Watson, the last part of her sentence throwing her off a bit. "Wait, hold on. You mean mirakuru?"

"Whatever you like to call it, Dr. Parker has it and has been using it on his 'patients.' It was supposed to be deemed a failed experiment before Oliver arrived and escaped. But things have accelerated due to the interference of the time fugitive you have." Before John has the chance to ask if she is referring to who he thinks she is, she answers quickly, "And yes, I am referring to your new resident vigilante, who happens to be Oliver's son."

John then gives Watson a glare and points to her. "If you're thinking about turning him in-"

"I'm not. He already made a deal with director Sharpe, so I can't touch him. Now, if your questions are answered, we don't have much time."

"Hey, uh, Felicity here. As much as I hate to admit it, she's right. I'm looking through William's time camera. It looks like Oliver and Talia are already executing their plan."

John and Dinah look at each other, seeing if they agree letting Watson tag along is the best plan. They both subtly nod, for though they do have a troubled past with Watson, she is needed to access the prison. Plus, she is no longer and FBI agent gunning for vigilantes.

John looks back to Watson. "Lead the way."

Watson walks to the stairs that lead up to the prison's visitor center where the Warden is supposed to be. As Dinah and Diggle follow, Dinah can't help but wonder something.

"Did you actually have a plan for getting down there yourself?"

"Not for me. I just need to keep the Warden busy until my plus one frees Oliver."

"Well, where is your plus one?"

"If he stuck to the plan, he should already be inside. If you want this plan to go well, you should stick with it as well."

"We have evidence of their old prison—"

"Which they'll say is abandoned and deny anything contradictory. Trust me on that and get ready. We're close to meeting the Warden."

They reached the top of the stairs as their conversation ends. Watson opens the door for them, and they head inside. Both John and Dinah are still skeptical of her, but feel that they have to trust her, nonetheless.

After removing the loose grate, William crouches down and enters inside. He turns on the night vision in his eye mask, not seeing much except concrete surrounding him and a pipe leading down to the morgue. In the middle of that pipe is a rope, most likely used to lower down bodies into the furnace below.

He then switches on his detective vision but cannot see anything but a jamming signal beyond his location. They must've known I would come. I wonder though…

He quickly switches to his comm. "Overwatch, do you read? Felicity, can you hear me? Curtis?"

He hears nothing but some static in his earpiece. Dang it. Guess I'm going radio silent. I need to hurry.

He reaches the rope and grabs hold. He looks down to a hole down below, which is most likely where the morgue is. He begins his descent, pushing off the wall to jump greater distances. His last jump sends him through the hole, and he lands perfectly on his feet into the morgue.

As he begins to stand, he sees someone turn from the corner of the room and charge right at him. Acting quickly, he grabs the person and pins her to the wall.

Wait a minute. This is…

She continues to struggle, but William tries to calm her. "Mia! Mia stop! It's me!" He takes one hand away and pulls down his face mask quickly. "It's me!"

As Mia looks up, she stops her struggling, seeing the face of her brother. "Will?"

Mia immediately hugs William, squeezing him tight. As excruciating as it feels to William, he just hugs back, knowing that Mia must've been here for weeks. Probably months.

He can hear her give a sigh of relief, but still feeling restless. "Oh, thank god it's you."

"It's all right sis. It's all right. Now, will you please let go? It's kind of hard to breathe."

Mia immediately lets go and leans against the wall. "Sorry. It's just I've been here for a whole month and I'm still feeling a bit paranoid and then there's Dad being here—" Her eyes then grow wide in horror. "Oh god, that's right. Dad's here."

William puts his hands on Mia's arms to calm her. "I know, okay. I know. I'm here to rescue him."

She shrugs him off, pointing to the other side of the room. "Then you'll find him and Level 2 that way. Look for the blue door inside. I'll stay and—"

"No. You need to go."

"But I need to cover our escape."

"Let me handle that." William quickly takes out his breach beacon and switches it on, activating one that leads to the abandoned church. "This will take you to my hideout. Wait there and I'll meet you when I save Dad. Okay?"

She looks hesitant, looking at the breach and back at William. Eventually, she nods her head. "Okay. Just promise me you'll get Dad out in one piece."

"That's the plan sis." He then pats her on the shoulder. "Now go!"

William watches her go through the portal, assuring him that she is safe. As it fades, William shoots a few trap arrows around the room as a precaution before moving on towards Level 2 to save Oliver.

Oliver wakes with a start. He finds that he can't move his arms and legs. He looks up to see them restrained as he was in his shock therapy. This time, though, he is positioned facing the whole room instead of the ceiling. He looks to his right to see Talia in the same predicament, along with two guards not far from him.

In front of him, he sees a tray table with surgical instruments to his left. Ahead is a desk with a computer, most likely Dr. Parker's.

Just what we came for.

Immediately, he tries to find the pin that he hid in his sleeve which can be pulled up with a nearly invisible string. Strangely enough, he can't feel the string as he tries to pull it, nor can he feel the pin.

Where's—

"Looking for this?"

Oliver's attention turns to one of the guards, who is holding the pin by the string. "The boss said you would try to pull a stunt like this. No escape for you now."

Oliver hears the door behind them open. Coming into view is Dr. Parker, who looks at him with a glare.

"You disappoint me 4587. I thought we were making progress." He turns and walks to the tray table, his hand hovering over the various instruments until he picks up a syringe. "But it seems that you are more strong-willed than I imagined."

"You're insane."

Dr. Parker slams his empty fist on the empty part of the table, his breathing becoming a bit heavy afterwards. "I'm insane?" He turns to Oliver, his breathing becoming slightly less heavy. "I've worked on people who exceed the definition of insane. A man who killed women and kept score by carving tally marks on his skin. A man who believed his own puppet controlled his own criminal activities. A man who dressed like a clown and killed people just because he could!"

He stops talking for a moment, taking some time to regain his composure. When his breathing became normal, he looks at Oliver again. "Do you know what those cases taught me? What my mentor taught me? That rehabilitation doesn't work. You want criminals to stop doing crimes, you must erase them. Break them until they can't even remember their own name. Then, you mold them into the model citizens that they should be, or something better. Something useful. The Ninth Circle saw this too. They saw my talent and my realization. They gave me all of this so that I can make these criminals into model citizens."

"What about those who died? Those you've killed?"

"They were collateral damage. People who didn't respond to the treatment. You've killed criminals like them early in your career. Surely, you would agree that this has to be done."

"They're still people, not test subjects that you can just dispose of at your leisure."

Dr. Parker raises an eyebrow. "That sounds like something the old you would've said. Though, I guess we never got rid of that part, didn't we? You are strong willed; I'll give you that. But you refuse to want to break the cycle of violence."

"If there's any cycle of violence to break, it's the attacks on my friends and family. ON MY CITY. And I'm going to do it MY WAY."

"You will never get that chance."

He holds up the syringe and flicks the tip a couple of times, then squirts out a bit of it to make sure the syringe is working properly. Dr. Parker then smirks.

"Do you know what this is? Glutathione hydrate. An experimental drug that's supposed to cure many known diseases mainly because of one special ingredient. Mirakuru."

Oliver is shocked but tries his best not to show it. He does not want to give Dr. Parker the satisfaction.

"I know you have a lot of familiarity with the ingredient. It took several experiments to amplify the affects, given that it has been rendered docile in the original compound. With this and the affects that it has on the mind, I hope to break down criminals faster, make them more susceptible to suggestion. Many times, I have failed." He turns and stares at Oliver. "But maybe you, with your strong mind and body, can be the key to perfecting the process."

Dr. Parker walks a bit closer until the syringe is close to Oliver's neck. "I truly am sorry. I didn't want it to come to this 4587. But you leave me no choice."

As the syringe gets closer, Oliver starts to panic a bit, his breathing becoming a bit fast. He knows what Mirakuru has done to the people he knows and loves. Roy, Slade, and others lost their minds. He doesn't want to become that but feels that he doesn't have a choice now.

When he prepares to brace for the inevitable, the needle suddenly breaks off without warning. Dr. Parker jumps back, frantically looking for where that came from. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a familiar face wearing familiar armor appears behind Dr. Parker. It is the face of Ray Palmer, aka the Atom.

"What's up Doc?"

As Dr. Parker turns around, Ray grabs him and throws him to the ground. He is not unconscious, but he is struggling to get up. The guards try to react, but Ray shoots them with non-lethal energy blasts from his gloves before they do anything. The blasts send them flying, hitting the wall and then falling to the ground, putting them out of commission.

Oliver smiles, glad to see a familiar face saving him. "Ray."

Ray turns to Oliver with a smile of his own and a little wave. "Hey Oliver. Long time no see." He shoots energy blasts at the restraints on Oliver's wrists and ankles. Now freed, Oliver steps off from the table.

"What's it been Oliver? Like, nearly 6 months? Kinda hard to tell because, you know, time travel."

Before Oliver can answer, he hears Dr. Parker moaning as he gets to his knees, still in pain from the takedown. Before Ray can shoot him with a blast, Oliver walks to him and puts his arm between them.

"Free her. Let me handle him."

Ray nods and goes over to Talia. As Dr. Parker manages to get up to his feet and tries to grab one of his surgical tools, Oliver grabs his wrist and neck. He twists Dr. Parker's wrist until he is forced to let it go.

When Oliver sees that he has Dr. Parker in a state of helplessness, he says the one thing he's been wanting to tell him for so long, something that summarized how he truly feels about his whole experience down here. The constant torture, trying to break and erase him, all summarized in one sentence.

"My name…IS OLIVER QUEEN!"

Oliver then frees Dr. Parker from his grip and hook punches him in the face, rendering Dr. Parker unconscious. Somehow, after what felt like days down here, it felt good to finally punch Dr. Parker in the face, now knowing that he is a Dr. with blood on his hands.

He turns to Ray and a now free Talia, who is rubbing her wrists from being restrained.

"Are you alright Talia?"

Talia nods. "Besides in anger from almost being tortured, yes I am."

"Ray, are the other Legends with you?"

"No. They're a bit busy finding time displaced demons." Both Oliver and Talia look at Ray with confused looks. "It's a long story. Right now, we need to get out of here."

Oliver then turns to the computer on the desk, remembering why they came here in the first place. "Not yet."

He walks over to the computer and turns it on. Luckily, it's automatically logged on with Dr. Parker's account, so he immediately begins his search.

While he does, he overhears Ray and Talia talking to each other.

"What's he looking for?"

"Anything that can expose this place, Mr. Palmer."

"Wow, you actually remember me?"

"I never forgot the time travelers that broke into Nanda Parbat and took away one of our best warriors."

"Actually, we were taking her back from you guys. But, if it's any consolation…I am sorry for what happened to your father."

"Even though you had a hand in his downfall?"

"If it were me, I would've found another way. At least then…you would still have a father."

"Well…your sentiment is appreciated."

As curious as Oliver is about what time traveling shenanigans the Legends were up to that had them meeting Ra's Al Gual, his focus is on the information he has just stumbled across. It contained the names of prisoners experimented on, connections with Diaz and the Ninth Circle, and more.

"Found it! Everything to implicate Dr. Parker is on here."

As Ray and Talia walk to Oliver, he tries to find a USB drive that they can use. He searches the tabletop and then the drawers to no avail.

"Damn it. Dr. Parker must've known that we would do something like this. Ray, can you transfer this to your suit somehow?"

Ray walks next to Oliver and looks at the computer. "My suit wasn't made for data transfer. I don't know how else—"

Suddenly, they hear noises coming from outside that range from guards shouting orders, things being slammed on the wall, and screams of pain. Ray steps out in front of the desk and aims his hand at the door.

"Both of you stay back."

Oliver and Talia ready themselves as the noises draw closer to the door. Suddenly, another sound of a body slamming is heard on the door. It slowly opens, revealing a guard who slumps to the floor, still breathing but not conscious. Following him is a familiar hooded figure covered in shadows who aims an arrow in their direction. Oliver immediately knew who that was, even with the shadows covering most of his body. Ray prepares to use his energy blast, but Oliver quickly forces his arm down.

"Wait Ray! Stop!" He then stretches his arm out to William. "William, it's us!"

William is hesitant for a second, but then lowers his bow and steps out into the light, the green of his suit confirming his identity. He then switches something that takes out the white lenses in his eye mask and lowers his face mask, revealing a smile, probably one of relief.

Oliver goes to William and hugs him, glad that he can finally do this in the flesh and not in some dream of Dr. Parker's concoction. William immediately pulls back and looks at Oliver, from top to bottom.

"You look worse for wear."

Oliver can't help but smirk at the remark. "It's been a long month."

"For all of us."

"Excuse me." Oliver turns to Talia, who gives an impatient stare. "As touching of a moment as this is, we must escape this place."

Oliver walks to the computer, William following behind. "We still need this information."

"Say no more."

William reaches into his pocket and takes out what looks like a mechanical bug like in those science fiction movies. The bug sticks out what looks like a USB connector from one end. William inserts it and starts to copy the information.

Ray looks at the bug with a smirk. "A bug with a USB function. Impressive."

"One of my first inventions that I kept for myself, Mr. Palmer."

Ray starts to look a bit surprised. "You know who I am?"

"Of course. The Legends of Tomorrow are famous to many in my time. To some like criminals, you're infamous."

"I can see that. But wait, did you say, 'Legends of Tomorrow?'"

"Yes, I—" William looks at Ray with a wide-eyed stare. "Oh. That's right. You don't go by that name."

Suddenly, they hear a beep coming from the bug that William placed in. He turns back to it and takes it out.

"Data transfer is complete. Now, let's get out of here."

As they prepare to head out, Talia stops them. "What about him?" She glares at Dr. Parker, still lying unconscious on the floor. "We must ensure that he will never do something like this again."

Oliver puts a hand on her shoulder. "We will, but we need to do it the right way."

Talia shrugs him off. "Well, we can't just carry him around."

"We won't have to." The three of them turn to Ray, curious by what he means. "My suit has a blaster in it that can shrink others and a capsule with holes so they can stay alive and in captivity. Trust me, it works."

Oliver nods. "Okay. Make it happen."

"But first…" Talia walks to one of the guards and takes the key to the wristband from his belt. Oliver, knowing what she is intending to do, starts to become a bit cautious.

"Talia, taking these off our wrists will set the alarms off."

"We won't get far with these on us. It's worth the risk."

Still a bit skeptical of the plan, he turns to Ray and William. "Are you two alright with this?"

Ray gives a thumbs up. "Bring them on."

"Oh, wait, wait, wait!" William suddenly rushes to the left side of the room and takes out what looks like an arrow with electric conductors. "First, I need to send a warning."

He presses a button and sparks of electricity flicker off the conductors. He then jabs the arrow onto the wall, sending electrical currents into it. They can hear something shorting out, but they couldn't tell what it is. Following this, William puts a finger to his ear.

"As you can see Ms. Watson, our facility is one of the most secure."

They have only been to the cell block and mess hall, but it is already apparent that they are keeping up appearances. John remembers when William infiltrated Slabside the first time, the fights that took place here, one of which Oliver participated in. They may show guards checking cells or maintaining order, but the three of them knew what was really happening in this place.

"Now, to put your minds at ease of our ethics, I'll take you down to the medical wing, where our prisoners are treated with the utmost care by the professionals trained under Dr. Parker."

As they head towards the medical wing, John quickly presses the comm on his ear and whispers, "Overwatch, any word from William?"

"Nothing! I've been trying to contact him for almost three minutes! If he's hurt—"

"…This is Green Arrow. Does anyone read me?" Oddly enough, it is William's normal voice, not covered up by his voice modulator.

"Oh, thank god. Yes! Yes, we hear you."

"Good. John, Dinah. Where are you guys right now?"

"We just got a quick tour of the cell block and mess hall. We're heading down to the medical wing now."

"Good, because in about 5 seconds, alarms are going to go off. When they do, I need you two and Watson to come to Level 2 as fast as you can."

John and Dinah give each other quick, confused glances. Oddly enough, so does Watson. That must mean William met up with whoever her plus one is and let him connect with Watson's comm.

"William, why would there be—"

"No time John. Talia's become impatient. Just get down here—"

Suddenly, as William said, alarms start blaring in their part of the facility. Red sirens started to light up, blinking in and out every second.

"—Now."

The Warden ahead of them turns around and walks closer to Watson. "I'm sorry everyone. Tour's over. For your safety, I need the three of you to—"

Before he could finish, Watson hooks him hard in the face, rendering him unconscious. John and Dinah look at her with both surprise and concern, seeing her punching out an official for the first time.

She just turns to them, seeing their expressions, not looking surprised by them at all. "Did you see any other way? Come on."

She draws her gun and starts running to the entrance for the detention cells, which also lead to the morgue and Level 2. Shaking off their concerns, Dinah and John follow suit, remembering the layout that William presented to them. They hope that whatever set off the alarms didn't mean they would be too late to save him and Oliver.

Oliver and Talia's wristbands are unlocked, and Dr. Parker is secured by Ray Palmer. Before they exit the room, William puts his face mask back on and turns on his detective vision to see if there weren't any new developments outside.

Unfortunately, there were. Besides the guards he knocked out and the criminals who are still in their cells, there are now 9 new people outside their door, 8 of them armed with swords while the one in the middle of them is wielding a bow and arrow. What's stranger is that the prisoners are also now unconscious, their heartbeats shown to have quickened only a little while ago.

Are these 9 some sort of backup?

He outstretches his hand to signal the others to stop for a moment. "We have company. 9 in total. Mr. Palmer, think you can shrink down and get an angle on them?"

"Sure can. Oh, first…" He takes out the capsule containing a now miniature Dr. Palmer. He hands it over to Oliver. "…wouldn't want him to shrink further, you know? I might need a distraction though."

"Let us go out first then. Find your spot and wait for the signal."

"Got it Oliver. Going small."

Mr. Palmer then shrinks into his miniature form, his rocket boots keeping him hovering above the ground. When the plan was set, William, Oliver, and Talia rush out of the room, acting as if not having a clue of who is waiting for them. As they stop just outside the door, they can see clearly who they are dealing with. 8 of the people wore hoods like the men who kidnapped William's younger self and the students last night. The woman in the middle, though, is uniquely dressed. She wears a red latex suit with some black paddings on the chest and shoulders. The only common feature she has with the robbed figures is the black pants.

The woman speaks up, "Hello Talia."

Talia doesn't show any emotion, standing her ground. "Emiko."

The woman, now known to be Emiko, smirks as she looks at William and Oliver. "Impressive. Even now, I thought you'd never trust a Queen. Have you forgiven them, or is this desperation?"

Oliver takes a couple of steps forward. "Listen, we don't want things to escalate any further. Step aside."

"You stand down, Queen." The eight people put down their hoods and draw their swords. "Because as you can see, you're outnumbered and outclassed."

Upon now seeing their faces clearly, William recognizes them and becomes shocked. "You eight…you're Dr. Parker's old patients." He now angrily glares at Emiko. "Is this really what the Ninth Circle does? Breaks down people, including children until they are nothing but mindless puppets? No wonder Samantha Clayton left you people."

"They were given a new life, made into warriors for our cause. Now, I won't ask again. Stand down!"

"Guys. I'm in position. Say when."

Oliver nods his head, putting his hands up as if he is about to surrender. The others do the same. "Fine. Now!"

From behind the enemy, Mr. Palmer appears and shoots a couple of energy blasts, knocking a couple of the enemies down while catching the rest off guard. Oliver and Talia take this as their opportunity to rush at the hooded figures. William, meanwhile, quickly analyzes their situation.

Palmer's role is complete: catch enemy by surprise and turn their attention on him. Enemies near him will see him as a threat and try to kill him. Dad and Talia's roles: take advantage of the enemy's divided attention. Ideal strategy: disarm them of their swords then go in for takedowns. My ideal role: climb onto the table to my right and provide support from there. The woman named Emiko might react to this and take me out with her bow and arrows, so be prepared for retaliation. Side note: make sure Talia doesn't kill anybody.

William quickly climbs up the table and takes aim. As he expected, the robed men near Ray Palmer attack him with their swords, his arm gauntlets able to deflect them, but their speed looks to be overwhelming him, giving him no time to shrink down and escape. William shoots a concussion arrow at one of them and knocks him out, leaving Ray Palmer free to concentrate on the second one. As the robed man swings again, Mr. Palmer swings his wrist at it and manages to break the sword, following it up with an energy blast in the gut and sends him flying. He then shrinks down, most likely heading to Talia and Oliver's position to provide help.

With Mr. Palmer safe for the moment, William turns his attention to Oliver and Talia. Oliver has just thrown one of the men to the ground and disarmed him of his weapon. His attention then turns to Emiko, who attacks him with unbridled ferocity. Oliver dodges and blocks every blow, patiently waiting for an opening.

Talia, meanwhile, is parrying and dodging three others. Her speed is able to keep up with every swing of their swords, but William knows that she can only do this for so long. He shoots one of them with a concussion arrow, knocking him out and throwing the sword down. She ducks under a horizontal swing and grabs the sword just in time to block the swords aiming for her head.

From the corner of his eye, William can see Oliver falling to the floor. He turns and sees Emiko aiming an arrow right at his head. He dodges it as it flies towards him, taking out and aiming an arrow of his own. As he does, she runs right towards him.

Getting too close. Reposition.

As Emiko starts to climb up the first seat, William jumps to the table next to them and aims an arrow. As he does, Emiko quickly does the same. They both fire, both arrows barely passing each other, aiming for different parts of the head. Both archers dodge their arrows, Emiko recovering a bit faster than William.

Possibility of a successful concussion arrow shot is now somewhat low. Chances of catching Emiko off guard and getting in close are high.

As Emiko reaches in for an arrow, William quickly takes out an arrowhead and throws it at the shaft, cutting the arrow in two. As she takes it out and realizes what has happened, he takes the opportunity to jump from one table to another, employing a flying knee to her stomach. She blocks it, but the force of it pushes her back to the edge of the table, putting her off balance. As William goes to clench her, she lurches back forward and ducks. She then grabs him by the torso and pushes him forward. William quickly plants his feet firmly down and hooks his arms under hers with his hands clenching her back, turning their fight into a struggle for control.

Meanwhile, Oliver gets up to see Talia deflecting the swords of her attackers, who now surround her on both sides. He wants to help William but knows that he can't leave Talia while she is outnumbered. Oliver quickly grabs the robed man in front of him and tries to pin him to the wall. The man, however, manages to jump onto the wall and perform a wall run, putting him behind Oliver.

Oliver turns around and prepares to attack, but sees Ray grab the man from behind and throws him to the floor hard enough to knock him unconscious.

Talia, with only one robed man to worry about now, blocks an overhead strike, twirls the blade, and flicks it away. The hooded man goes in for a punch, but Talia grabs the arm and throws him over her shoulder and to the ground.

She then raises her arm, prepared to deliver the killing blow. Oliver, seeing this, rushes to her and grabs her wrist. She looks at him with an infuriated stare.

"No killing, Talia."

"Fine."

Their attention then turns to William, who is still struggling with Emiko. Their positioning has changed a bit, their distance now wider, their hands on each other's shoulders. He waits patiently for an opening while Emiko tries to force it, employing quick little sidesteps away from table edges and pushes to attempt to put him off balance.

Emiko seems to be an athletic fighter but lacks strength and patience. Unknown if her anger stems from wanting to end the fight quickly or from some unchecked anger. Either way, she's letting it cloud her judgement. This can open up an opportunity.

As Emiko goes for one last push, William uses her momentum to pull her and himself downward. As he lets himself fall, he places one leg on her gut and his hands move to her sides. As his back rolls on the tabletop, he throws her off towards the floor.

Emiko lands hard on the floor, the fall seemingly not injuring her in any big way. She seemed to be conditioned to resist pain like that, for she is slowly getting up. Taking advantage of her slow recovery, William aims his bow while Mr. Palmer aims his energy blaster. Both of them are ready to knock her out.

However, before they even fire, Emiko quickly raises out her hand. "Wait, Stop!"

William holds his arrow in place and Ray his arm, ready for any surprise attacks.

Emiko slowly starts to get up, showing no signs of surprise attacks just yet. She then, oddly enough, points to the entrance to Level 2.

"Go."

The four of them looks at her with confused stares. Emiko just gives a frustrated sigh. "The guards will be here any minute. Go!"

Talia and Ray Palmer start to run out of the room, but William and Oliver aren't satisfied with her unexplained behavior. "Why are you letting us go?"

"Because as much as I hate your family Oliver, you'll owe me. Both of you will. And before you both even ask, you'll know when I need something from you. Now go!"

Figuring that they won't get the answers they want, Oliver and William run to the exit, their concern back to getting out of here in one piece.

William leads Oliver into the morgue, where Talia and Ray are waiting by the chute. Oliver notices that the blonde-haired woman, who is supposed to cover this exit, is nowhere to be seen.

"Wait, there was another woman here."

"I know Dad. I told her to leave ahead of us." William walks over to Ray and gives him the bug/USB drive. "Mr. Palmer, give this to Captain Drake. I'll be right behind you."

Ray nods and then shrinks down before flying into the chute. William then turns to Oliver and stretches his hand out. "Dad. Do you still have Dr. Parker?"

Oliver takes out the small capsule and gives it to William, who gives it over to Talia. "Meet with Ray up top and give this to him." As she tries to grab it, he gently pulls the capsule away. "If you kill him, I'll know."

"Okay. I get it. Just hurry and give him to me."

William hands the capsule to her. She puts it in her pocket and then climbs the rope up to the hole that leads outside.

William steps aside from the chute and stretches out his hand towards it. "Here Dad. After you. I'll be right behind you."

Oliver doesn't move. Instead, he takes a couple of steps back. He stands firm, even when he knows how disappointed William will be when he hears Oliver's answer.

William lowers his hand. "Dad?" He lowers his face mask and switches the button that raises the white lenses away. Oliver can see the horror on William's face, indicating that he already knows what Oliver intends to do. "Dad, you can't do this."

"William…if I go up there, if I escape, I'll be branded a runaway criminal."

"And if you don't get out of here, the guards will pummel you for what you did here. Possibly kill you."

"I have to stay. I know this doesn't seem fair, but I have to William."

"I won't-"

"William." Oliver places his hands on William's shoulders. "Go. I'll be fine."

William steps away, looking to the chute and back to Oliver. He then puts a finger to his ear. "John, Captain Drake, how far are you from the morgue?" After a while, he nods his head. "Okay."

He brings his hand down and takes something out from his pocket. It looks like a remote control. He quickly hands it to Oliver. "John and Captain Drake are 30 seconds away. This remote will activate a few traps I set for the guards."

Oliver then hears faint footsteps from the hallway. "They're coming. Get going. Go!"

William rushes to the chute. Before he goes in, he looks to Oliver. "We'll talk once Diaz is taken down. And I am going to get you out of this place. I promise."

William then climbs into the chute and up the rope, assuring Oliver that he is safe and sound. He then looks around the room, trying to find the traps William told him about. He sees three arrows with what look like claws or grapples on them, placed in the corners of the room. He finds one more above the small hallway that gives off sparks of electricity. It's probably something like the electric wristband, but milder. He looks at the remote control, seeing a touch display that says "grapple arrows" on the left and "electric arrow" on the right. Also, on each side of the display are a couple strings of text that say, "Arrows primed. Press to use."

Oliver hears the door break down, a guard shouting, "Go, go, go!" He sees a couple of guards stepping out of the small hallway, wearing padded gear and helmets with face shields. Without hesitation, he presses the button for the shock arrow. It shocks the first three guards. They convulse and scream quickly, but not as excruciatingly as someone with the wristband on would, before falling to the ground unconscious. No one else enters though. Oliver believes these three were just the first wave to eliminate any defenses.

Not too long after, another wave of guards comes in, about 6 in total, readying batons. Feeling that they are close enough to the last set of traps, he activates the grapple arrows. The rope extending the grapples make it as far as the center of the room, grabbing and pulling back 3 more guards. They now hover over the corners of the room, struggling to get down.

6 down. 3 more to go.

As the first guard comes in with a vertical swing, Oliver drops the remote and rolls out of the way. As he comes out of the roll, he grabs the leg of the third guard and lifts it up as he stands, flipping the guard over. Oliver quickly picks up his baton and blocks an incoming attack from the second guard. He then traps the guard's wrist, lowers the arm, and hammer fists the face visor, which protects him from pain, but still staggering him. He follows it up with a low sweep kick.

The first guard then comes in with another vertical swing which Oliver ducks under easily. Before he could counterattack, he feels a baton hitting him in the shin, forcing him to his knee. He glances down for a second, seeing the second guard still in the fight. Oliver tries to get up but is then punched in the face by the first guard, sending him down to the floor.

Soon after, he gets kicked by the first guard, followed by another one, then another, then another. Oliver puts up his arms, protecting himself from the kicks, but he can still feel the pain. Then, he can feel kicks coming from behind him at the same time, then to his stomach.

While this happens, one of the guards starts to speak, "You ruined our whole OPERATION. Ruined our only way of TAMING these animals. If we're going down, we're taking YOU-"

"Freeze! Hands in the air and get on your knees. Step away from him. Now!"

"You heard her! On your knees. Do it now!"

The voices of Dinah and John become music to Oliver's ears, allowing him to relax just a little. Yet, his arms fall to the floor completely from exhaustion. The guards do as they are told, stepping away from Oliver and going down on their knees with their hands up. He can see Dinah and, strangely enough, Samantha Watson coming into view, going behind them with their guns pointed to the guards' heads. Dinah puts her pistol away and handcuffs them one by one while Watson keeps them in her sight.

Suddenly, he feels someone picking him up and bringing him to his feet. He feels one arm around someone's shoulder, his wrist being held and an arm holding him by the waist. He looks to his side, seeing John looking back at him.

"You all right Oliver?"

Oliver nods. He then says a bit weakly, "Thank you."

John nods back in acknowledgement, carrying Oliver out of the morgue while pressing a button on his ear.

"This is John Diggle to HQ. I need backup from the outpost near Slabside Penitentiary. Now!"

"What do you mean Slabside Penitentiary has been broken into?!"

"That's just what I'm telling you sir. Level 2 was broken into almost 2 minutes ago."

"Well, by whom?!"

"By the…by the Green Arrow as well as members of Oliver's old group. I assure you, me and the others did our best."

"You do realize that if anything about our operations gets out, that means…"

"That's…the data's gone too sir."

"You're sure of that? All of it is gone?"

"Yes sir. Everything Dr. Parker cataloged was taken from his computer."

Dante removes the phone from his ear for a moment and pinches the bridge of his nose. He then lets out a heavy, frustrated sigh. Regaining his composure, he brings the phone back to his ear.

"What about any information about us?"

"It was erased before the break-in sir. I saw it myself. It seems like Dr. Parker didn't want to take any chances with Queen."

"Good."

"What about us sir? My men and I will be investigated. They'll have no choice but to fire us, or worse, arrest us."

"Let me handle it. Just go home and be with your family. Have a good night."

"Um, you too sir."

As soon as the guard hung up, Dante slams the phone back into place and kicks his chair away. He places his hands on his face, yelling into them.

It's ruined. Ruined! That was our last source of fast recruitment and now it's been destroyed by Oliver's destructive child. By…

As he furiously throws his hands down on the table, he hears something fall. He looks to the picture frame flat on the desk and picks it up. He sees the picture of him and Samantha, taken during a time when her loyalty had no bounds, when he felt that they would become close enough that he could've told her how he truly felt. He then remembered that he told her too late. Remembered what tore that dream apart. He sighs a more calm, somber sigh.

By your child. The child I swore to…

He shakes his head, trying to refocus himself. He then picks up the phone to call up Emiko. He knew that when the soon to be ex guards went back home, that would be the time to erase potential evidence.

Felicity taps her foot, becoming a bit impatient with Laurel, who is looking through all the files taken from Level 2. So far, she has had the same look since she started looking: Eyes wide, her jaw dropped a bit, her focus fixed on the computer screen.

After what seemed like minutes, she finally looks up to Felicity and says, "You got all this from a maximum-security prison?"

"For the third time, yes. Can we convict this guy or not?"

"Yeah, we can, but…you'll need a convincing story on how you found all this for the judge."

"Simple. There was an inspection and a police search going on and the alarm went off. Dinah, John, and Watson took action and searched the lower level and saved Oliver, who told them where to find the information."

"And about how they found Level 2 in the first place?"

"Watson dug up some old photos and blueprints in preparation and found the old prison lying around in the documents. She knew the morgue was part of it and knew that since there were no prisoners escaping, it must've been something going on down there. As you can see, we thought of everything."

Laurel looks to Watson, who is leaning against the wall, her arms crossed.

She nods her head. "I did do my research. The story will hold."

Laurel raised an eyebrow, probably a bit skeptical. "Well, I might edit a few of the details in your story, but the evidence is solid. Parker's not going to get out of this like he did in Arkham."

Felicity smiles gleefully and claps her hands together. "Oh, thank you. You are the best."

"Yeah, yeah. Now, if you'll let me get to this."

Watson leans away from the wall. "Fine by me. I have to go and report to my superiors at the Time Bureau anyways."

As Watson starts to leave, Felicity quickly stops her by saying. "Wait. Just…thanks for helping us, even though we costed you your old job."

"Well, you made my first mission go smoothly. You can consider that settling a debt for that…and for almost messing things up by kidnapping the Silencer."

Felicity's eyes grow wide and takes a couple steps back. Oh god. She knows. Of course she knows. she's with a time traveling agency. Is she placing me under arrest? Oh god, don't put me under—

"Will you both relax?" Felicity turns to Laurel, who looks more cautious than worried, almost ready to pounce. "That little stunt you pulled has drastically changed things. Things we now can't change."

"Um, what kind of things are we talking about exactly?"

"Well, I'm not at liberty to tell you, Ms. Smoak. There are too many possibilities and telling you one of them may result in you messing it up. At least, that's what the Wave Rider's AI said. Besides, you'll see soon enough. All I can tell you is that you need to be prepared. If you do it right…you'll take down Diaz. Now, if that's all, I'll be going."

Watson rushes out of the door, leaving Felicity and probably Laurel feeling a bit stunned by how the conversation went. That, and a little frustrated that they didn't get a whole lot out of it.

"Well, that went…somewhat well. I guess I'll get going too."

"Fine."

Felicity walks to the door. Just as she reaches the small hallway leading to it, she remembers that she wanted to tell Laurel something before but couldn't due to the sensitivity of their mission.

She turns back around and walks back to the desk. "Actually…there's something I wanted to tell you."

Laurel looks up from her work, looking only vaguely interested.

"I never got to thank you for, you know, showing me another way that didn't involve torturing the Silencer."

Laurel puts her pencil down and gets up from her seat. "Actually, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. This new you, the you that is doing anything to catch Diaz…it reminds me of you back in Earth-2."

Felicity starts to become a bit curious, her eyebrow raised. "We know each other on Earth-2?"

"Everyone knows you. You're the heiress to a multi-billion tech company."

Her curiosity then turns into intrigue. She smiles and points to herself. "I am an heiress?"

"Yes, but unlike you, she was ruthless." Felicity's smile fades upon hearing that. "You got what you wanted by any means necessary, not giving a damn about the consequences and pushing all regret aside. So, let me tell you this. If you really want to stop Diaz, you must be ruthless. Even if that means—"

"I kill him?"

Laurel nods. "If you want to stop that monster for good, it's the only way. Trust me."

Inside, Felicity wants to agree. She wants to say that killing Diaz will be her top priority. Instead she gives a little nod and says, "Right. Thanks for the advice. I'll let you get to work now."

"Good."

Felicity leaves and heads towards the elevator in a hurry. As she does, she starts to think about why she didn't say what she wanted to say, what made her hesitate. One answer comes to mind: What would William say?

The elevator reached the floor, opening up to a decent looking hallway, something she wasn't used to in the Glades. Dinah knows that, after that whole fiasco at Slabside, she just wanted to go home to her apartment, fall onto her bed, and sleep. But she knew she couldn't do that just yet. She had some business to deal with first.

So, she walks down the hallway until she sees the number she is looking for and rings the bell. After a few seconds, the door opens, slowly revealing Rene, who actually smiles in her presence. Considering everything that has happened, she is glad that he is happy to see her.

"Hey."

"Hey." Rene glances at her, probably noticing her fatigue and tired eyes. "Long day?"

"Yeah. It was. But Oliver's safe and we stopped Parker."

"Good to hear."

"Thanks. How's Zoe?"

"Doing better." He steps aside a bit and stretches out an inviting arm. "You want to come inside?"

Dinah shakes her head. "No, no. Thank you. I just-" She stops for a minute, taking a breath to try and form the words in her brain that has been rattled from searching, preparation, rescue, and filing. "I came by to tell you that I'm sorry. For arresting you, I mean. I was-"

"Don't. As far as I'm concerned, you made up for it when you helped to take down Cortez and Parker. I know your heart is in the right place and that you're just trying to restore faith in the SCPD. So, all's forgiven."

Dinah smiles. "Thanks Rene."

"Dad? Is that Aunt Dinah?"

Rene turns to the direction of Zoe's voice. "Yeah. Come out and say hi." He turns back to Dinah with a smirk. "She's been asking for you since she got back."

Dinah becomes a bit surprised. "Really? Even after arresting you?"

"She kinda knew you wouldn't take kindly to me poking around in certain places. But then I told her of how you kicked an arsonist's ass with the Green Arrow."

She smiles again, almost chuckling. "I'm guessing she was amazed by that story?"

"Astounded."

Dinah sees Zoe coming down the hallway, looking ecstatic as she reaches the doorway.

"Aunt Dinah, is it true? Did you really beat up a bunch of bad guys alongside the Green Arrow?"

Knowing that there may be neighbors that are awake, Dinah raises her hands and motions for Zoe to stop. "Yes, yes. It's true. It's also something that I don't want anyone else here to know about."

Zoe's voice reduces to almost a whisper. "Oh, right. Sorry. I guess I'll just leave you to talk to Dad."

"Actually, I came to see you too…" She reaches into her pocket and takes out the small black box containing the present for Zoe. "…to give you this." She opens it up, showing a gold, handcrafted shirt pin that is shaped like a canary. Zoe looks at it with admiration.

"It looks cool. You got that for me?"

"Yeah. Here." Dinah kneels down and places the pin on Zoe's shirt.

Seeing how it looks on her, Zoe gives a heart-warming smile. "It looks great. I like it a lot."

"I'm glad." Dinah then gets up. "Well, I have to go. See you soon Zoe."

"Okay. Thanks Aunt Dinah." Zoe runs back into the apartment, probably to get ready for bed.

Dinah then looks again to Rene. "See you soon?"

"Sure."

As she turns to leave, Rene stops her. "D. I'm glad that you helped. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Thank you for forgiving me."

"Of course. Have a good night."

"You too."

She then starts to walk back to the elevator, hearing Rene's door closing behind her. With that finally out of the way, she now feels that she can rest, knowing that her friendship with Rene hasn't been destroyed by everything that has happened.

William walks down the stairs to his hideout as he talks to Mr. Palmer. "So, our future is secure? Dr. Parker isn't a threat?"

"As far as we can see, no. The only thing Gideon sees as a threat is Diaz."

"I can handle him. The time alert that the Time Bureau gave me will help."

"Yeah, about that. You told me that the predictions have been coming later and later. Right? Well, you once said yourself in a speech that the future is always changing, and all possibilities have a chance of happening. So, the more possibilities open up-"

"The less likely the most possible scenario shows up on the time alert sooner. Okay. I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Mr. Palmer. And good luck with the Demon problem."

"Thanks. Oh, first off, please call me Ray. We're friends now. With that being said, if you need help, don't be afraid to ask. The Legends of Tomorrow are here to help."

William sighs to the remark as he makes it halfway down the stairs. "You don't have to go by that name, you know."

"Well, I like it. You know, it's like something you put on a business card. 'The Legends of Tomorrow. Here to solve all your time travel and Demon-'"

"Goodbye Ray."

William hangs up before he can hear anymore crummy proposals. He makes it down the stairs, where Mia should be waiting for him. He came alone because as much as he wanted to tell Felicity and the others about her, he wants to make sure that Mia is stable enough to be with others, especially given what Dr. Parker did in Level 2.

"Hey Mia. We did it. We stopped Dr-"

Strangely enough, he doesn't find anyone down here. He walks to the center of the room, looking around for any sign of her.

"Mia?"

Where did she go?

He looked to the computer monitor, seeing that it is playing the time camera attached to Oliver's photo with a view of Oliver in the medical wing. As he gets closer, he spots a piece of paper below the monitor with the words "Read me" written on it. So far, William does not like what this and her disappearance imply. Nevertheless, he picks it up, opens it, and reads it.

"Hey Will, thanks for saving me and for trying to save Dad. I know that you were probably looking forward to a family reunion, but I can't. The truth is that I let you down."

As William read on, hearing what Dr. Parker did to her, he starts to feel his blood boil.

"I need to make these people pay for what they did to me. For what they did to our family. Don't tell Mom and Dad of me. If you did or if they figured it out somehow, tell them to not come for me. I need to do this alone, for my sake and all of yours. Your sister, Mia."

When he was done reading, he crumpled the piece of paper in his hand. He sits down, trying to absorb the information he has just learned.

Mia. If you just stayed here a little longer-

"I'm sorry."

The familiar voice of Talia Al Gual, who he didn't see on the way in, didn't cause him to be alarmed. In fact, he hoped she would be here. He sees her out of her prison attire and in a traditional League of Assassin robe.

"I came here wanting to dissuade her one last time, but she-"

"So, you knew?" He looked at her with an almost neutral stare, trying to contain his anger. "You knew that they tortured her?"

"I tried to help her through it, to find some comfort. She wouldn't listen, kept talking about how she would hunt the Ninth Circle Down. But I thought that since you encountered her, you would keep her in your sights at all times."

William finds it hard to keep his anger inside any longer. He bursts out, "I didn't know! How was I supposed to know?!"

"You would've seen her emotional state in an instant and made a clear judgement not clouded by emotion! It's what your mentor would've done."

That last sentence stops William from speaking another word. He becomes surprised that she could guess who his mentor was.

"I know what you did back at Level 2. You analyzed the battle, considering every factor, and improvised your strategy as the fight went along. Those are things I know of him to do." She walks over to him, stopping at the edge of the desk. "Also…" She picks up the cowl. "This is a dead giveaway."

"That cowl is my past and will be my future."

She puts it back down. "You sound as if your giving up the Green Arrow persona."

"It was never my persona. I was just upholding it. People are starting to believe in heroes again. Soon…I won't be the Green Arrow anymore."

"Hm. Pity. It suited you. But I suppose you didn't ask me here to tell me all that."

"No. I didn't." William stands up and takes the I.D. and passport he forged for Talia out of his pocket. "Even though you helped Adrian Chase and the Ninth Circle, you saved my father and a bunch of prisoners in Slabside. So, I thought I would give you this."

He hands them to Talia, who looks at them carefully. She's probably looking for any tracking signals or something of that nature.

She then looks up to William with a cautious yet curious stare. "Why?"

William smirks. "Growing up under his care, I would catch glimpses of him looking at a photo he kept stashed in the library. I got curious, so one day, I took it from the hiding place, just to look at it. It was a picture of you and him. You two were posing on a balcony."

"At one of his charity galas. I was supposed to assassinate him but I was…" Talia smiles a bit and looked almost ready to burst into tears, but regained a bit of her composure. "Why—why are you telling me this?"

"Because, when he caught me finding the photo, he didn't get mad. Rather, he told me about you. He said you were special, how you were the only woman who could bring warmth to a cold heart. He said you were his-"

"Beloved?"

William nodded, his smirk getting a bit bigger.

"He…he thought about me for all these years? I…I don't know what to-"

"You don't need to. Just go to STAR Labs. Some friends of mine are expecting you. They'll take you to him."

"But I-" she hesitates a bit. "I don't know if I want that kind of life."

"Well, it's better than following in your father's footsteps. Right?"

"But…what about younger you? Won't he be-"

"My younger self already discovered that Mom was part of a cult that was hunting her for years. Besides, I called 'him' up and told him to tell younger me about you. It'll still take a while, but 'I'll' warm up to you. I promise."

She looks down to the floor, not in contemplation, so far as William can tell. Rather, it seems like guilt. After a little while, she looks up to William.

"I never hated your mother. Apart from being one of the Ninth Circle's best recruits, she was a good friend." She reached into her pocket, taking what looks like a cd out. "So, I did something she requested of me before we went our separate ways on Lian Yu."

She gives the disc to William. He looks on both sides of it, seeing no labels on it.

"What is this?"

"Your mother's parting words, if she were to ever die. She wanted me to give this to you personally."

He doesn't hesitate to give it back. "Then give it to past me. If it's Mom, then he deserves to see it too. The memory of it will manifest in my head."

"I don't think your younger self is ready-"

"He is. Trust me." He takes the breach button from his desk and presses it, opening the breach behind her. "Now go. Your new life awaits."

Talia nods. She quickly grabs her things she left beside his bed and walks to the breach. Before she goes through, she turns to William. "Thank you."

She then goes through the breach, which closes just as she goes through. What doubt William had of Talia agreeing to go through with his proposal is now gone after their conversation. He could tell that Talia had been waiting to see him for a long time. Hopefully, when she gets there, he will be glad to have her by his side once more, and that younger him will adapt to the change.

Now, though, with the matter settled, his mind now turned to other things. He promised his dad that he would see him again once Diaz was taken down, that he would get him out of that hell hole. Now is the time to deliver on that promise.

After what seemed like hours of medical examination, he was finally discharged from the medical wing and sent back to his old cell. Along the way there, he can see Stanley poking his head out, looking left and right until he sees Oliver.

"Oliver! Hey!" Stanley looked estatic, as he always seems to be when he sees Oliver.

Oliver is put in his cell, the bar doors closing behind him. He leans against the wall parallel to Stanley, knowing that he would want to have a talk.

"I heard you were coming back from Level 2. I knew you would, not a doubt about it. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine Stanley. I'm just…a bit exhausted."

"Well, after fighting your way through Level 2, who wouldn't be."

Oliver looks to the side to try and see Stanley, only seeing the top of his head, after hearing that. "You know about that?"

"Well yeah. The guards were whispering about how you and the Green Arrow kicked their asses. Also, get this. Most of the guards here are being fired and newer security guards are coming in. People much less corrupt than what we have now. Probably just as stubborn as York was."

Oliver smirks. They did it.

"Then that means things are going to change."

"They already have. You'll see."

Oliver places his head back and smiles. I sure will.

After a whole week of busting criminals and paperwork, John now feels like he has brass weights on his shoulders. He enters the apartment, seeing nobody in sight. He closes the door gently as to not wake J.J and Lyla, who he knows is back. He walks to the couch and crashes onto it, letting himself almost melt into it.

He closes his eyes, feeling like he will just sleep on the couch. Just as he is about to drift off, he feels a pair of hands clench and rub his shoulders. He doesn't become alarmed, for he has felt those hands enough times to know who's they are.

He opens his eyes to see the face of his beautiful wife.

"Hey there soldier."

John smiles to the ever-beautiful sight that gives him more joy than anything else. "Hey there boss."

Lyla leans in for a kiss, John feeling like it has been forever since he felt her lips, even though she had been gone for only a few days.

"How was the mission?"

She lets go of his shoulders and circles around the couch as she says, "The mission was a success. Everyone was coordinating perfectly and there wasn't a hitch."

"Good to hear."

She sits down and eyes John's face. "You look worn out."

John rubs his eyes, trying to get the tiredness out of them. "Yeah, it's been a long week."

Lyla leans on John's shoulder, allowing him to wrap an arm around her. Her beside him gives him a feeling of warmth and comfort.

"So I saw on the reports. Bringing down Wolfman, an arsonist, and an entire cult's child abduction and criminal recruitment rings."

John then remembers that Lyla has access to the digital reports, even abroad. Luckily, he never mentions William or the Green Arrow on them. He believes Lyla should know, but not through public channels and not with the future at stake. He believed that William will tell him when Lyla can know.

Lyla leans away, prompting John to pry his arm off, but keeps it close behind her as she sits up. "But I can't help but wonder how you got that information."

John rubs his eyes again, letting out a sigh. Dammit. Not now.

"Lyla, can we talk about this tomorrow?"

"We can't. Deputy Director Bell is insisting on an answer and I need it now. Please John."

As much as John wanted to keep William safe, he and Lyla promised each other to never lie again after the whole incident with John taking drugs to control his tremor. Drugs produced by Diaz.

He gives another sigh. "Okay, but don't be mad at me. I'm…I'm working with the Green Arrow."

Lyla's eyes grow a bit wide, but she does not get angry with him. Instead, she says, "Wow. Okay, I knew you were against the anti-vigilante law, but working with the Green Arrow copycat is-"

"He's helped us more than once. I trust him."

"You wouldn't trust him that much to keep him a secret from me unless…" She pauses for a moment, her eyes growing wider. John knew what that meant. It was a look that meant she realized something.

"Who is it?"

"Lyla, I can't say. Not now, at least."

"John, I can't be left out of the loop here. If it's someone you trust, then I can trust him too."

"It's…it's complicated."

"We've confirmed the existence of meta-humans, aliens, and time travel. We are past complicated. Whatever it is, I can handle it and you can trust me with it." She puts a hand on John's palm. "Please."

John wraps his hand around hers tenderly. As much as he hates to do this to William, he knows that he must. Withholding information from her is the last thing he would ever want to do. Besides, it's Lyla. He knows that he can trust her with anything, and she keeps to her word. Well, most of the time.

John nods, hoping he won't regret this.

"Okay. The truth is-"

"My name is William Queen."

The sound of William's voice alarms both of them. They turn to see him standing by a window, wearing the Green Arrow suit. His face mask is pulled down and his white lenses flicker off, but he keeps the hood on.

Lyla immediately gets up, looking ready to fight. John quickly puts a hand on her shoulder, telling her to stand down. She looks back with a confused look. John nods to her, indicating that what he says is the truth. She relaxes herself and goes from confused to surprised. She turns back to William, who still stands there, probably waiting for her to calm down.

"I come from the future to give you a warning. Years from now, ARGUS turns into a corrupt military organization, turning cities into police states as well as capturing and experimenting on meta-humans to use their powers as weapons. Worst of all, they do these things with no moral boundaries and extreme methods. To put it simply, it's Amanda Waller's ARGUS all over again."

John and Lyla, as they listen, are shocked of these disturbing details. For years, Lyla has been trying to make ARGUS into a more honest organization after Waller's death. John can only imagine what Lyla is thinking now that she is hearing that all of it has been for nothing.

"I can help you avert that future, but I need you to do a couple of things for me, for they are essential."

He takes a couple more steps towards them, probably seeing if he has Lyla's full trust at this point. She doesn't try to fight, now knowing who this is, and probably because too many thoughts about ARGUS are going through her head.

"You're going to help Laurel Lance get my Dad out of jail…and you're going to make him the Green Arrow again."

"A rubix cube? Why did Felicity go out of her way to hide this?"

William understood Roy's confusion, and probably Mr. Diggle's. But he knew there was more to this cube. He remembered what Felicity taught him.

"I think I know." He started to move the pieces around, arranging the cube as he remembered it. "When we were in protective custody in New Haven, Felicity taught me that an algorithm is like a rubix cube, since both are like puzzles. Her favorite was a cube within a cube."

When he finished the puzzle, he set it down, showing a four-piece green cube within a white border. So far, it did nothing.

Roy scoffed at it. "Well, this was-"

Suddenly, the cube projected a hologram, showing what looked like the Glades in its current state. Below it was a bunch of red lines and squares, a few of them extending from the bottom of certain buildings.

Roy was stunned. "John, is that-"

"An entire map of the Glades, yeah. But there's some underground routes as well. And the red squares there look like a couple of hidden bunkers."

"Sounds mysterious."

The mysterious voice alarmed William and Roy, but not John for some reason. Across the room was a woman wearing a black eye mask as well as a black jacket and pants. Though she looked drastically different, William recognized a few of her facial features well to get an idea of who this woman was.

"Zoe?"

She smiled at him, telling him that his guess was right.

"Long time no see William."

He smirked, glad to see an old friend after so long. "What are you doing here?"

"She's with me." John walked to her. "Did you scout the outside perimeter like I asked?"

"Yes sir. So far, nobody has come to find their friends. Exfil is secure."

"Good, then we can get out of here." As he stopped by her side, he looked to William and Roy. "First, a quick question. How exactly did you know where that cube was?"

William took out and held out the hozen. "Felicity. She's been guiding us every step of the way."

John then gave a wide-eyed stare. "She did? No, that's impossible."

William became confused, as did Roy. "How is that impossible, Mr. Diggle?" John looked like he was about to say something, but then chocked on the words. He looked down as if afraid to give an answer.

"Mr. Diggle, what are you not telling us?"

John sighed and looked up, sadness and guilt riddled on his face. "I…I didn't want to be the one to tell you this, but…William, Felicity's dead."

The news made Willliam horrified. His eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped. For so long, he kept his emotions in check as his mentor taught him. But now, hearing this, he felt that his whole world collapsed once again. The possibility he didn't want to face was now realized. He had lost another mother as he did so many years ago.

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