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Oliver's POV

There was no way Malcolm could be his father. Even as he tried to deny it he could see their similarities. Oliver had a shade darker blond than his his parents. His eyes had the icy hue that wasn't seen in anyone else of the family. There were too many similarities to deny what Malcolm said.

Malcolm took a step forward only for him to take a step back. There was little trust between them. The fact that he could go toe to toe with Delta was not lost on him. It should have been impossible. Then again Malcolm was gone for a two year period. No one knew where he went or what happened during that time. What they did know was that he didn't come back the same man who left.

Oliver could see it. Like his own eyes there was an untold pain in them. Malcolm had loved an omega named Rebecca. Their bond had been shattered upon her death. The pain he must have gone through was unimaginable.

It didn't make sense how he was this man's son. If he was Rebecca's child his mother would have acted like Robert had. That would have only alienated him further. While Tommy was spending more time at Queen mansion all Oliver wanted was to leave it. That was what made Alex's offer so tempting.

Flashback

Like the other sixteen year old sophomores he sat in a career class. The school had brought in many different professionals to talk to them. So far not a single one of them had interested the young blond. Most of them were heirs to whatever family they belonged to. There were a handful of scholarship students that listened more intently than the rest.

Despite what his grades said Oliver was smart. If he sat down and did the work they wanted he would likely pass with straight A's. However it bored him too much to put the effort in. So instead he scraped by with barely passing grades, except for gym. Gym was a class he excelled in no matter what. Last year he even took archery and made second in the state competition.

The next man that walked in was a brown haired man. He was probably five foot nine 180 pounds. His eyes were a cold brown color. Unlike every other person that came in he didn't look interested in who he could bring into the company. Instead it seemed as if they had to pass his test. Several of his fellow students flinched away from the man's stare. Only Oliver held it without a flinch.

The man said returning his focus to the class as a whole, "I am Alexander Conklin. Today I came here looking for someone to be a language specialist. Not one of you has what it takes."

Oliver could hear the lie in his words. He had found someone. The only one who didn't flinch upon eye contact. This man intruiged him.

Conklin didn't say another word as the other careers were presented. He didn't once look in Oliver's direction. Despite himself Oliver was interested in the position. While he was failing Spanish currently he could speak it. He just was too bored with the class to do anything with it.

When class ended he stayed behind. Tommy sent him a questioning look, but Oliver shrugged it off. There was no need to involve his friend if it wasn't necessary.

Once the students had left along with the other careers he approached Conklin. The brown eyes man watched him with a sense of wariness.

Conklin said nodding, "Not only did you have the nerves not to flinch but the brains to find the lie. Do you have the nerves however to leave everything you know behind?"

For a moment Oliver hesitated. The only thing he would regret leaving behind was his sister. Thea was so young only eight years old. However their father treated her like a princess. It wouldn't take long for her to get over his disappearance.

He asked as he nodded, "I can but I'll need a new identity."

Conklin studied him for a moment then said holding out a card, "Take this. Be at that address in two days. If you can pass their tests, we'll see about getting you a new identity."

End of flashback

The tests had been a series of memorizing certain words in different languages. Then there had been spotting locals out of a crowded picture. Then picking out those that didn't belong.

Oliver had exceeded Alex's expectations of him. As promised he was given a new identity. Then he had been shipped off for training. Not with weapons that would come later. Instead he was taught languages and code breaking. From there he went to Taiwan. That's where his life was forever changed.

Shaking his head he asked suspicious, "Why are you just telling me this now? Why wait until now?"

If Malcolm was his alpha parent then the hospital would contact him. Then they would contact his mother as she was his omega parent. So why did he wait until now?

Malcolm sighed as he said, "I wanted to give you some time to adjust before springing it on you. You just returned from god knows where."

In a way it was understandable. No doubt Malcolm had to come to terms with it himself. Having a second son was something the man didn't expect. Or plan for. Did he even want, Oliver?

As if sensing his thoughts Malcolm took a step forward. His alpha pheromones were strong. The omega in him relaxed slightly.

The older male's voice said in a soothing tone, "Oliver I do want you as my son. When I found out I felt betrayed by your mother. She had no right to keep your parentage a secret from either of us. Given the state of your mind at the time I didn't want to push you too far. So I waited."

There wasn't a lie in his words. Instead there was honest truth in his words and eyes. The alpha did care.

He asked in a small voice, "What now? I don't like that my mother lied to me but I don't want to cut her out either."

There was no way he could do that to his family. Not for a second time. They would never forgive him for that.

Malcolm said a gentle light coming into his blue eyes, "We will meet tomorrow as planned. After that we can see where it goes."

Oliver nodded. Slowly Malcolm came forward giving Oliver plenty of time to move away. The alpha clasped him on the shoulder gently before going past him. It was one of the strangest encounters he had with Malcom. At the same time however it felt right in his heart. Deep inside him he knew that he already accepted the man.

As Oliver turned to walk back to the mansion movement caught his eye. Stilling carefully he watched it from the corner of his eye. There was someone watching him from the trees. Whoever it was, was well trained.

Malcolm's POV

Leaving Oliver at Queen manor was one of the hardest things he ever had to do. His son was still confused about his feeling over Malcolm. It was understandable. The omega had lived for years thinking Robert was his father. Now upon returning from wherever he disappeared to he found out it was a lie.

On his way to his car he noticed purple smoke in the distance. If he was anyone else it would have meant nothing. To Al Saher it meant the League wanted to speak with him.

Upon arriving at his car he told the driver to head into town. They were barely within the city when he told the driver to stop. From there he would go on foot to the meeting spot.

Following the smoke to a roof top of a warehouse. It was abandoned which meant no one was hurt when the League entered. Not that they made that mistake often.

As he made his way up the stairs a scent filled the air. One that should have been impossible. Slowly he made his way up to the roof.

Several League members stood on either side of the door. A single man with black hair stood at the edge of the roof. It seemed he wasn't mistaken about the scent downstairs.

Malcolm walked out and greeted with a low bow, "My liege."

When he requested a meeting with Al Owal he wasn't expecting Ra's Al Ghul. Several years had passed since the last time he was in the leader of the League of Assassins presence. The last time being when he requested to be allowed exoneration. Due to Malcom having a young son Ra's had granted the request.

The black haired haired man in question turned. His grey eyes instantly catching Malcolm's own blue eyes. The younger turned his gaze down towards the floor as he bowed. Respect was key in the League. If you didn't know your place it was quickly taught to you.

Ra's said moving towards him, "Al Saher it has been a long time since you contacted us. I was in Starling on a hunt when we received your message."

Well that was an interesting turn of events. The only thing of interest in the city was the Canary. What could the vigilante have done to earn his master's ire?

Ra's asked his voice betraying slight curiosity, "What do you need Al Saher?"

It was softer than the man's normally hard tone. It reminded him of when Malcolm asked to leave. When he mentioned Tommy specifically. The alpha had a soft spot for children.

Sighing Malcom raised his eyes. Meeting the grey eyes he answered, "As you have likely heard my liege, Oliver Queen has returned to Starling City," the older alpha nodded for him to continue, "When he returned there was a blood test to confirm his identity. The doctor following protocol called the biological alpha. Instead of it being Robert Queen who was recently confirmed to be dead. It was myself."

Grey eyes narrowed in suspicion as the older alpha examined his words. Malcolm knew better than to interrupt the other. Doing so would be a sign of disrespect. Disrespect led to death of anyone foolish enough to do so to the League of Assassins.

Off to the side he noticed one of the League members pull out a phone. While he couldn't see the others face Malcom was fairly certain that it was Al Owal. There weren't any words from the man but even Ra's stopped to watch.

Finally the Al Owal snapped the phone shut and said, "My liege our target is on the move. It seems he was in the clock tower as we suspected."

He? The only male of interest was the escapee. Oliver knew him. What was the League doing hunting a mental patient?

Ra's said nodding to the others, "Go. Do not let him escape this time. He might just lead us to the others of that team. Al Owal you will lead the operation. Al Saher we will continue this conversation inside."

A little reluctantly he stepped aside to allow the others to pass him. They passed him without a second glance. All except for Al Owal. The older assassin lifted his head in acknowledgment. Malcolm gave a short bow of his own head.

Once the were gone Ra's motioned for him to follow. They went back into the warehouse. Once on the first floor Ra's turned to face him once more. Nervous energy filled him. It had been over a decade since he last stood before his liege.

Ra's said in a calm voice, "You still haven't answered my question. Why did you contract us? I would not think it was just to inform us of your newly discovered son."

He nodded as he said, "As you have likely heard my liege, Oliver disappeared for seven years. No one knew where he was. Yesterday he returned to the city. When I went to the Queen's for dinner I was surprised to find that Oliver was accompanied by a doctor. More specifically a psychiatrist. He came back with reactions that spoke of being in a war. His mind is torn between Oliver Queen and who he was before, Delta."

Ra's held up a hand to stop any further explanations. It seemed the older alpha was lost in his thoughts. Malcolm knew better than to interrupt the elder. It would not end well for him especially given that he wanted Oliver to be trained to face the past.

Ra's asked his grey eyes searching Malcolm's blue ones, "Are you positive that he was called Delta? What was the squad assignment?"

"Yes. The doctor called out Delta when he was lost to a memory. As for a squad assignment I don't know."

Ra's said his eyes cold, "I will need to speak to him."