"What?" Oliver gaped at the video footage that William's bodyguard, Robert Sykes, was showing the archer through the glass panel on his tablet. "That...that can't be him." It was the same footage that Sara showed Roy.

"If I could say otherwise, I would, Mr. Queen." Agent Sykes replied honestly. The phone was gripped in his right hand while he held his tablet in his left one.

"And the knives," Oliver said to the ARGUS agent. "Who gave them to William? Who manufactured them?"

"Our experts are analyzing the video, frame by frame," Sykes said to him. "But we're having trouble tracing the manufacturer of those blades." He took his tablet and placed it down on the metal table beneath his battered elbows.

"But you know who gave them to him, right?" Oliver asked tentatively.

Sykes gave a hushed confirmation before looking at him, dark brown eyes meeting icy blue. "Better. We know who taught him how to use them: Black Siren." Oliver's eyebrows rocketed to the edge of his hairline. "Black Siren, along with a few other people, trained William to be a vigilante."


"So…" Roy drawled slowly. "Remind me again how a preteen ends up taking sides with a criminal mastermind and vice versa?"

"We're working on that lead," Sara responded. "John's questioning Zoe about Laurel's involvement right now. But so far, what we know is all we know."

"Fortunately, the investigation doesn't stop there," Ralph said to them. "Dinah finally secured a search warrant for Laurel's apartment yesterday. As we speak, both her and Barry are canvassing the place, trying to find anything that'll tell us where William is. Or at least what happened to him before he disappeared. They ended up discovering Laurel's Black Siren suit instead when they searched her bedroom."

"Well, it's better than nothing if we have any chance of finding William," Thea said, flipping through the contents of another ARGUS case file. She looked up to see her boyfriend still looking through the evidence bin before stopping to let an exasperated sigh slip past his lips.

"What's up, Roy?" She asked him.

"I know we've got evidence here," Roy said to her. "But I just…" he set the case file on the table with a quick huff. "I find it hard to believe that someone like William had wound up under Evil Laurel's…" He struggled to find the right words that would accurately describe the situation at hand. "Clutches."

"Well, knowing her history with Team Arrow, I don't see why any of this should surprise us," Thea said.

"Thea, we still don't know why she even took William under her wing," Ralph asked. "Even if we did, we can't start making assumptions based on personal history."

"You're right," Thea said. "But I feel that we're missing something here."

"What do you mean?" Sara asked.

"I'm not sure." She said. "I just have this feeling that even if we have all the evidence in the world, what if none of it is enough?"

"Why do you say that?" Sara curiously asked

"Well, there's more than one side to the story, isn't there?" Thea asked. "So, what if Laurel never wakes up to give hers? What if there's no way to ask her why she did what she did?"

"We can't think like that." Roy held Thea's hands in his. "Look, we're going to find William, and we're going to find out what happened to him. But unless we find something of Laurel's that can give us some answers, we're just going to have to stick with what we got."


From the Transcript of the Zoe Ramirez Tapes:

John Diggle: Did you know Earth-2 Laurel Lance?

Zoe Ramirez: Not as well as William did, but yeah, I knew her.

John Diggle: Can you describe for us what she was like?

Zoe Ramirez: She was (pause) the most fun-loving, no, the best person to be around actually. She had this charisma, a love of life. I always thought that William was so lucky, having the coolest mentor/babysitter in the world. She was glamorous. Really, that's the word I would use to describe her. Just (pause) glamorous. But (pause) I think there was another side to her.

John Diggle: Did you ever see this other side?

Zoe Ramirez: No, but (pause) I never saw it, but William described it to me.

John Diggle: What was that other side? Can you be a little more specific?

Zoe Ramirez: Well, she never showed it to him, but William told me about how she was one of the most frightening people he had ever met. He even said she was much more terrifying than someone who once kidnapped him.

John Diggle: And do you know the name of the person he compared Black Siren to?

Zoe Ramirez: Yeah, (pause) I think his name was Adrian Chase?

John Diggle: I see. How well do you think Black Siren treated William?

Zoe Ramirez: Are you saying that she was abusive towards him? Is that what you just assume?

John Diggle: I'm asking for any information regarding their interactions together.

Zoe Ramirez: Well, as I said, I didn't know her as long as William did, but I knew her well enough to see how much she cared about him, and trust me, she really did. She was like, the coolest babysitter you could think of. The best friend everyone wished they could have. Sure, she could be strict sometimes, but that was when William would make some dumbass comment or do something incredibly stupid. Overall, William and Laurel made a pretty good team. I mean, they had their differences, of course, but they worked well together in the end. It seemed like when they worked together, they could do just about anything, and I'm not talking about their powers.

John Diggle: Is there any way you can divulge into their relationship a little bit more?

Zoe Ramirez: As in give an example?

John Diggle: Yes, an example would be good.

Zoe Ramirez: When William came back to Star City, he got hurt. Pretty badly hurt. She must have felt sorry for him, so Laurel took William to her house, where she helped him get back on his feet – literally as a matter of fact.

John Diggle: I see. Did anything else happen afterward?

Zoe Ramirez: Yeah. At some point, after she offered William to stay with her, she started training him in basic hand-to-hand combat and how to control his powers.

John Diggle: I see. Did she ever give her reasons as to why she decided to train him? Aside from finding their common enemy, Ricardo Diaz?

Zoe Ramirez: Uh…(lengthy pause) I…uh…(fingers drumming table)…No.

John Diggle: What do you mean? Did William never tell you?

Zoe Ramirez: No, he told me most of what happened to him. I once asked William a similar question, and he said that she saw potential in him. Or at least that is what she told him.

John Diggle: Did she tell him anything else?

Zoe Ramirez: No. I mean, William told me everything that Laurel told him.

John Diggle: Did you ever ask her why?

Zoe Ramirez: No. Even if I did, she probably wouldn't have told me anyway.

John Diggle: Why do you say that?

Zoe Ramirez: Because Laurel, although she was bold and outgoing, she was not exactly the most open person in the world. Still, I knew her. And she did so much more than let William live in her house and teach him how to control his powers; she looked after him as if he was a part of her family.


Thea Queen walked down the ARGUS medbay down to a specific room that was guarded by security. Once she went through a paper ID check and a biometric check-through, she was allowed inside.

"How is she?" She asked the doctor on duty.

"She's doing fine." Dr. Chen-Roberts replied. "Of course, her concussion is still healing up, so I would advise keeping your voice quiet. I'll give you two the room." The doctor left the room, and Thea sat down in the chair next to the patient she had come to see.

"Hi." Felicity gave a broken smile. Her head was bandaged, and she wore new glasses. They were the same rectangular shape as her previous ones, but they were pink instead of her regular black ones. Apparently, Dinah had gotten them for her after her other pair had broken. "Are you ok?"

Thea gaped at her sister-in-law. "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?"

Felicity took Thea's hand into her own, her other hand was covered in stitches that reached up to her arm. Her face was still healing from bruises and had been cleaned of dried blood. Thea's eyes drifted to the wheelchair by Felicity's bed.

"Felicity," Thea's voice wavered as she pointed to the wheelchair. "What happened?"

Felicity's blue eyes glistened as she looked downward, remembering the fateful night that changed Star City forever.

"The night my son…" Felicity suddenly clamped her hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming as the horrors she witnessed of that night flooded her mind within a single moment. Her shoulders slowly heaved as she forced herself to calm down.

By now, it had been almost three weeks since that night, but for Felicity, it had felt like it had been three days since it happened.

"The night William disappeared," She continued. "There was an enormous EMP wave that took out every single electrical device in the city, including my bio-stimulant chip. It's been down ever since."

Thea's gulped in her dry throat. "So, does that mean-"

"No, it's not broken," Felicity said. "Not totally anyway. Curtis said that my chip will work, but it's going to take a while before it can be rebooted." She looked over to the green wheelchair beside her bed. "So, until then, I'll be using that as my mode of transportation."

Thea nodded. "Felicity, I am so sorry I wasn't there. I should have been there when-"

"Thea, it's ok." Felicity beamed feebly to her. "There's no way you couldn't have known. Even I didn't know until it was too late. Alright, go ahead, ask me."

"Ask you what?" Thea asked.

Felicity's dried lips curved downward. "What everyone else has been asking me: How could you not know your own son is a vigilante?"

"I wasn't going to ask that," Thea said as she continued to wrap her fingers around Felicity's uninjured hand. "I actually came here to give you some news. It's about William." Felicity's ears perked up, but she dared not to move her head. Her breath trembled inside her closed mouth, fearing the worst. "He's alive." Felicity looked at Thea right then. "We don't know exactly where he is, but we know that he's alive."

Felicity went perfectly still for a few moments. "How do you know?"

"Lyla's put together a team," Thea said. "They're heading down to the safehouse in Hope Springs where you and William lived. They're sending down Roy, Ralph, and an old friend of Lyla's. A detective from Midway City, by the name of Kimberly Rebecki. She also a psychic."

"A psychic?" Felicity repeated.

Thea threw her a skeptical glare. "Don't tell me this comes as a surprise to you."

"No," Felicity brushed an eyelash away from her cheek. "I'm just confirming for myself."

"Ok," Thea said before her phone began ringing. She paced around the room as she listened to the call. "Yeah?" Her face fell to the floor. "What?" She listened closely. "No, that's-" She stopped in her tracks. "I see." She continued to pay attention to what was being said on the call. "I see." She walked back to where Felicity was. "Alright, I'll tell her, but she's not going to like this."

"Who's not going to like what?" Felicity asked. "What's going on here?"

"Um…" Thea drummed her fingers on her lap. "That was Lyla. She just called to let me know about the last-minute addition to the team going to Hope Springs. It's one of the other witnesses. One of William's other teachers actually."

Felicity frowned at her. "What do you mean? I thought William left boarding school."

"He did." Thea clarified. "But apparently Black Siren had to kill two birds with one stone: Keeping William occupied while she worked during the day, and fight Diaz's team with one of her own. In other words, she may have been William's mentor, but aside from Zoe, she wasn't the only one who kept him a secret."

Felicity was beside herself. It took her a few minutes to get herself under control and contain her outrage over the news of this building conspiracy.

"Who else was involved?" Felicity asked.

"Eric Needham." Thea listed. "Kirk Langstrom," Felicity gaped at Thea. "Yes, it's that Kirk Langstrom, so don't ask. And lastly, there was also-"

"Me." A woman's voice with a Canadian accent woven into it rang out. She stepped into the medbay, covered in scratches that were still healing. Two ARGUS security guards were right beside her, making sure she didn't try to run away.

"You?" Felicity gawked at the person was standing in front of her bed.

It was Alena Whitlock.