Chapter 3

Mulder and Scully showed up two minutes before the deadline. Both of them believed their phones were tapped and their motel rooms being watched as a matter of course, so they wrote most of their responses on pencil and paper and burned them when they were finished.

"You're operating on the assumption he'll hear us out," Scully reminded Mulder. "For all of your talk with Sawyer and Skinner, he doesn't have a habit of listening to people in authority."

"I can be very persuasive when I want to be, remember?" Mulder said with his old grin. "Besides, I'm hoping the fact that I'm a media celebrity and a close ally of Supergirl will at least cause him to hesitate before putting an arrow in his quiver."

"He might not. I've heard some of the reports out of this city the last few months," Scully reminded him. "He may dress in green, but there's some pretty big darkness in his soul."

"Considering what he's been through, I don't blame him. But I think I've done enough to win his trust." Mulder said with a self-confidence that was only partly genuine.

"And you think this because?"

"He gave us a place and time to meet. The Hood would've just killed us, and the Arrow would've drugged us and we'd have woken up in a meeting place minus our guns."

"Lance could just be setting us up for that anyway. "

"Lance is an honorable man by all accounts. I can buy that the Arrow might have us killed, but he wouldn't sit back and let it happen."

Scully took a deep breath. "You could just say his name. We both know what it is."

"I wasn't lying to Maggie." Mulder reminded her. "This is all about gaining trust. It needs to be his decision. Otherwise, this is screwed from the get-go. Besides, the last thing I want is it to be heard over an open line."

"Why are you protecting him here?' Scully told him. "Given what we know, his identity is secret to even fewer people than he thinks."

"Which is why we're going to tell him that too." He pulled up. "All right, it's show time."

They walked up to where the chalk outline of Sam Throne could still be seen, even after a week. Sin had been right about nobody caring enough to clean up around here.

Mulder looked at his watch. "Well, we're on time. And knowing him, he got here long before he set up in the meeting. Let's just hope…"

He never finished the sentence, because an arrow came flying through the air and hit the well five feet from them.

"I want you to remove your holsters and place them on the ground next to you," a voice clearly digitally altered was shouting as them.

"So much for being subtle," Scully whispered.

"That doesn't seem entirely fair, considering your weapon is already drawn," Mulder shouted out.

"I didn't have to miss."

"Forgive me for not being encouraged by that statement," Scully said in a louder voice.

Mulder looked up to see the figure that criminals and citizens had come to fear over the past few years. "Should I call you the Arrow or would you settle for Green?" he said calmly.

"You're not exactly encouraging me to trust you."

"I don't like my first name either. Just looking for common ground."

ARROW LAIR

'"Is this guy trying to get one in the chest?" Curtis said watching the monitors.

"You've read his file. He barely takes the end of the world seriously," Felicity reminded them. "Besides, he's had to deal with everything Oliver has, only he had to do it first and for longer. Somehow, I think don't think even ranks in his top ten of standoffs."

"I'm going to give you til three," Oliver was clearly losing patience. Of course, sometimes Felicity thought that someone getting his breakfast order wrong could throw him into a range.

"You mean I'll put down my gun and you'll put down your bow and we'll try to kill each other like civilized people?" Mulder said quietly. "Cause I'm pretty sure you'd win on that front, too."

Both Felicity and Curtis did face palms. "Why do they never learn?" she said.

"At least this one knows his pop culture," Curtis told them.

"On—"

Oliver never finished the word, because by then both Scully and Mulder had put their weapons on the ground.

"All right. We're unarmed. You can kill us any time." Mulder said in a more serious tone. "Now are you willing to listen?"

Oliver was clearly a little taken aback by that. "Why are you in my city?" he demanded.

"I assume you want the unofficial reason," Mulder said slowly. "Because I'd think what you know about Tobias Church would be enough of one for us to ask for your help."

"I can handle him." Felicity and Curtis knew Oliver well enough to know there was the barest hint of doubt in his voice.

"Let me ask you a question," Scully spoke up. "Less than a month ago, you had an opportunity to put an arrow in his chest. You would've done that without hesitation three years ago. Why didn't you?"

"I believe there's a better way to do things." Oliver said.

"Yet the minute you heard Church was back, you regretted your initial impulse," Scully reminded him. "No doubt your people are searching the city now, trying to find the easy way to end him. We can tell you right now that's going to be all but impossible, even with your resources."

"And I suppose the FBI does."

Mulder gave a bitter laugh. "The FBI wouldn't know how to tie its shoes if you spotted them the first two laces."

"Then why are you on their side?"

"I'm in because I need their resources, and they can't dodge the spotlight right now." Mulder told them. "They think its better having us pissing inside the tent than pissing outside it."

This was not the response any of them, Oliver included, was expecting.

"We trust the government even less than you do," Scully replied. "As someone who spent their entire careers in the Bureau being treated as if we were bottom feeders who were being indulged to go monster hunting, believe us when we say you have absolutely no reason to trust us."

"Then why shouldn't I shoot you right now?" Oliver was genuinely unnerved now.

"Because if you did, you would be doing their job for them," Mulder told him. "Really, it would be win-win. Two government agents shot down by the most wanted vigilante in the world. The government would have all the reason it wants to tear your city apart, and as a side bonus, they finally get rid of two of their biggest gadflies without anybody questioning our deaths."

"Holy crap," Felicity said. "The conspiracy boards would be right for a change."

Oliver whispered into his earpiece. "Tell Rene and Dig to hold their positions. I'm going to get closer."

"Oliver, you sure about this?" John asked.

"If this is an entrapment play, it makes Wilson and Dahrk's look positively simple by comparison," Oliver said. "They clearly didn't come here to arrest us. I think I should do them courtesy of looking them in the eye."

"How do you think its going?" Maggie texted them.

"He hasn't shot us yet. So there's that." Scully responded. "Hold your position."

"Scully."

She looked up to see that without their noticing it, the Arrow was now on the other side of the alley. His bow was now slung over his soldier, but neither of them thought for a minute they were safe.

"What's the unofficial reason you're here?" the Arrow demanded.

"I have a feeling that even some of your fellow costumed heroes would have a hard time taking what I'm about to say seriously," Mulder told him. "I'm gambling that your mind is open to extreme possibilities."

"That's the understatement of the decade," Felicity said.

"I'm willing to listen. For a bit."

"You may live in the shadows, but you stay attuned the modern world. You know what Mulder have spent our lives chasing. "Scully said slowly. "You know the kinds of threats we've uncovered."

"Assume I do. How can I help?"

Mulder exchanged the briefest of looks with Scully. "I've spent my entire career with the Bureau trying to convince people, in the government, in the scientific community, and just about anyone else was willing to listen that extraterrestrial life exists, that it is threat to our planet, and that our government is collaborating with them."

"And it looks like you've gotten people to listen."

"For now. But we live in the age of the thirty second sound-bite, where a tweet from a celebrity can send the entire world shifting in its orbit. Everyone will be concentrated on the next threat, the next problem, until it's too late." Mulder paused. "If it isn't already."

"Where do I come in?"

"You're the symbol of promise that I can never be. People never trust the government. I certainly never did. People believe in you. You inspire people in a way that I never could. And you can stand up for yourself and for others in a fight that I just can't." Mulder was walking towards the Arrow now. "I need people who can be something more."

The Arrow didn't answer this for a long time. "What makes you think I can? I've murdered countless people. I've watched people I love die because of my quest."

"So have we." Scully said. "It was because of the loss that Mulder and gave it up. But if we do that, if we truly surrender, then they win. And all the people we've seen die will truly have died for nothing."

"I'm not saying you're a saint," Mulder replied. "None of my allies have been. But all they would ever do was stand in the shadows, and offer help with one hand while they took it away with the other. I can't play that game any more. I won't."

"So why come to me?" The Arrow's voice actually sounded different now. Mulder could read definite doubt in it. "I've been doing this for four years. I don't think I can even save my city."

"I can't speak to that," Mulder replied. "But I think after everything you and your friends have been through the last few years, you have to know that there are bigger fields to play on than just this city. There might be a way we can help with that. But right now, I'm hoping you can help me save the world."

"Did he just pull the Superman card?" Curtis asked.

"I don't know. But knowing Oliver, it may be the wrong play."

It seemed that way for a moment. "Damien Dahrk wanted to save the world too."

"And I'm sure the Syndicate thought that was what they were doing," Mulder said bluntly. "But I'm not going to follow that plan. We may treat this planet like its disposable, but that sure as hell doesn't justify another race doing the same to us. I am going to save all of the flawed, damaged, ruined people on this planet. I'm asking you, hell, I'm practically begging: will you help us?"

It was certainly not an approach that Felicity had heard before. And she wasn't sure it would work here.

When Oliver next spoke it was in a virtual whisper: "Do you know who I really am?"

"I've known who you were before I rejoined the Bureau," Mulder admitted. "But that's not a shock. It wouldn't take a local cop, much less the best profiler to come out of Quantico to have made that connection. That's another reason I'd like to talk to you and your colleagues somewhere where there is, at the very least, some walls."

"Why not hold over me?"

"I don't know some of the people you've trusted, but that's never been how I operate. Believe me, there have been occasions I have longed for a cape and a mask rather than a badge and a gun." Mulder said quietly. "Maybe fewer people would've died if no one had known who I was."

"It doesn't work that way, either." Oliver had said that so quietly no one could've heard him.

"I don't expect you to trust us. I wouldn't in your shoes." Scully said. "But we know things. Things that you and your team desperately need to know before we go further. Are you willing to listen?"

There was a long pause in which nobody, in the alley or watching from afar, knew exactly what the Arrow was going to say. When he finally spoke, it was the last thing anyone expected.

"One of my colleagues is going to text you a location," Oliver finally said. "Be there in twenty minutes. I'll hear you out. Just tell your colleagues watching from the building across the way that they can't show up."

Mulder remained stone-faced. "I had to be sure you weren't going to kill me. I'd also appreciate that your colleague on the other side of the alley with a nine millimeter on us would kindly lower it."

Scully wasn't sure but she thought she saw the fleetest of smiles cross the Arrow's face. "I had to be sure you wouldn't try to kill me either."

"Somehow," Mulder said slowly. "I think you have the advantage on that score."

VERDANT

1:38 A.M.

Oliver hadn't known for certain the night was going to turn out this way, but he had made his career – both of them – trying to make sure all his bases were covered. So he had told his sister to have Verdant to close early that night to set up the possibility of a rendezvous point.

"You don't think the Feds aren't going to be a little clued in to your secret identity by having a clandestine meeting at a nightclub run by me?" Thea had asked.

"Given the way they've been playing softball with us, I think that ship has already sailed," Oliver admitted. "Besides, if things do go south, I prefer it be in a location that I know backwards and forwards."

No one had to point out to him just how often things had gone sideways at Verdant over the past three years. The fact that this was going to involve only two feds didn't give any of them a great deal of confidence that things would be all right.

"Explain to us again why this is the right play," Rene asked.

"Mulder and Scully have had half a dozen attempts to reveal my identity – and probably all of yours – to their superiors," Oliver reminded them. "They haven't done it. Hell, they're not even willing to whisper it to me in an empty alley. This isn't some elaborate introduction to blackmailing us or trying to kill us. This is as friendly an overture as I can possibly imagine."

"We get that, Oliver," Diggle said. "And I'll be honest; I really do think that they're trustworthy. But we have been burned by this so many times; it's hard not to be suspicious."

Curtis held up a hand. "Everything else aside, even if we didn't know from Lance and the flash drive and their all but buttering you up in your office, they know Supergirl. Logic dictates that they probably know who she really is too. And there are probably even more people who want to send her chocolates laced with kryptonite. They haven't done that. And no offense to everything you've done here, Oliver, but if they haven't exposed a fricking alien superhero, a costumed vigilante is small potatoes by comparison, and they've made no effort on that end."

"Granted that was more of a ramble than my usual meanderings, but Curtis is right on that," Felicity told them. "And considering that they would probably earn God knows how many brownie points with the Bureau if they brought 'The Hood' in that they didn't come into that alley with a team of federales counts for a lot in my book."

"Still, meeting with them on top of the headquarters?" Diggle asked.

"They're brilliant agents. They're not psychics," Oliver reminded them. "And I want you all to be ready on the chance things do go wrong."

"Speaking of which," Felicity said. "Moment of truth, part two."

Mulder and Scully's sedan was pulling up.

"Same approach as before." Oliver said.

"I have to admit, this is a lot swankier than the usual clandestine meetings we have," Mulder said quietly.

"I wouldn't know. I never got to go on most of them," Scully said.

"Trust me. You didn't miss much. Bunch of old men whispering double talk and warnings about something horrible that might happen even if I acted," Mulder told them.

"I hate to say this, Mulder, but the shoes on the other foot this time. Which makes you the old man in the scenario." Scully was clearly smiling. "Try to make it clear for them. And us."

"I'm going to trust you this time," Mulder said in a louder voice. "That this place I secure and that we are safe."

"It's secure," The Arrow said, appearing from behind the bar. "But I know better than anybody that nowhere in this city is safe."

"That's the whole reason you're here." Now or never. "Mr. Queen."

A very long pause. "How long have you known?"

"You and the Hood showed up in Star City practically within a week of each other." Mulder told him. "I can't be the first person in law enforcement who hasn't reasoned it out. I'm just one of the few who thinks what you're doing is just."

Another long pause. "That's very magnanimous of you, Agent Mulder. " The voice under the hood was no longer distorted. "To be perfectly honest, I'm not sure I'm doing the right thing half the time."

"I've been in your shoes more than you'd think. Scully too. Maybe not taking the exact path you and your colleagues have, but definitely on the same kind of journey." Mulder paused. "But at least sometimes you get to see the good you do. A criminal taken off the street. An archfiend removed from the world. Scully and I have been at this, on and off, for more than a quarter of a century, and for almost all that time, we were so far on the other side of the tunnel, we couldn't see the light."

"If those are meant to be words for encouragement, they're not exactly helping," Oliver said.

"Mulder didn't say that they would help. Only that he'd tell you the truth." Scully answered. "What I can tell you is if you try to carry the world on your shoulders, it's going to crush you. I think you realized that you couldn't do it and that's why you built a team."

Felicity took a deep breath. They still weren't sure how Oliver was going to handle this.

"I guess it was too much to hope that the Bureau wasn't watching reports out of Star City," Oliver said.

"We didn't come here to arrest them anymore than we did you," Mulder told him. "Quite the opposite. You have this ability that I've never been able to inspire at all. You're a leader, and people are willing to follow you. I spent a decade at the Bureau. The total number of people I was able to convince topped out at four, and one of them has switched sides. You were able to convince people to risk their lives to stop evil in this city."

"You got that part wrong," Oliver said. "I fought people helping every step of the way. The allies I've gained pretty much ended up fighting alongside me against my will."

"That doesn't change the fact that they decided to fight with you in the first place," Scully reminded him. "They followed your example, whether you wanted them to or not."

Oliver seemed a little at sea. "Do you know who they are?"

"I assume that most of them were in your office this morning. The rest we can extrapolate from some of your previous relationships. But we have no intention of exposing them anymore than you." Mulder took a deep breath. "Not that it will matter in the long run."

Everybody tensed up, inside the club and below it. "What do you know?" Oliver demanded, all the tension back in his voice.

"I think at this juncture, Mr. Queen, we need all of your colleagues to be in the same place." Scully said quietly. "Because before this venture goes forward, they need to know the risks."

"I told them about the risks when they got involved," Oliver pointed out.

"Trust me. I'm pretty sure they didn't sign up for this one." Mulder told them.

"You're not going to arrest them all the second they reveal themselves," Oliver asked.

"Mayor Queen, the last thing we want is for them to be in federal custody."

There was another long pause. Mulder half expected he was shoot them. Then he took a deep breath, and whispered: "All right, come out."

There was a long pause. After about two minutes, Felicity, Dig, and Thea came out.

Scully only reacted a little to see Thea. "You let your sister get involved in this madness?" she asked

Oliver actually smiled a little. "Even before I came back from the dead, I was never able to tell Speedy what to do."

"I haven't been in action the last few months," Thea told them. "It got a little intense for me."

"Well, I'm sorry to tell you this, but that may not matter in the long run," Mulder replied grimly.

"So much for the friendly introduction," Felicity said.

"Wait a minute. You weren't surprised to see any of us?" John demanded. "Why?"

Mulder and Scully exchanged glances. Scully started. "After 9/11, most of the Bureau devoted its resources to the war on terror. Almost all of that energy was related to what was going on in Afghanistan and Iraq."

"And you know what a bang-up job we did there," Mulder replied. "But when you declare war on a noun, you can pretty much command any resources from the federal government by declaring anyone that threatens 'domestic tranquility' a terrorist. Right around the time the Batman began declaring war on crime in Gotham, someone decided that someone who goes around in a customized car and plane, leaping off rooftops with his own display of gadgets, and who the police seemed unwilling to stop, was one such threat. So in 2009, the anti-Vigilante task force was established. And while they've made no progress when it comes to figure out who the Batman might be, like all government projects they've grown in scope and finance as the numbered of 'costumed warriors' has only grown."

"How long have they been watching us here?" Diggle demanded.

"Since the moment the Hood killed his first victim." Scully said bluntly.

"But if they know who I am, why haven't they've done anything?" Oliver demanded.

"Why is the FBI building named for J. Edgar Hoover?" Mulder asked. "The man spent more time recording politicians and civil right leaders dirty laundry then he did investigating the Mafia. The Bureau's foundation is based on maintaining its domestic power base, and when everything went to the CIA and Homeland, the Bureau was left in the dust." He looked at them. "Have any of you asked the question as to why I'm still alive even though I was such a threat to domestic order? I thought it was because I had contacts in Congress, but I burned through those pretty fast. They even told me once that killing me would risk 'turning my religion into a crusade'."

They all took this in. "Forgive my French, Agent Mulder, but that's bullshit," Felicity said. "Someone thought you were more valuable alive."

"And when that person was gone, they had no problem getting me out of the way," Mulder told them. "The irony is that in Oliver's case, at least, there's a certain truth to that argument. They are terrified that if they decide to remove the Arrow, Star City will be full of costumed vigilantes taking the law into their own hands."

"They think I've become something more," Oliver whispered. "I don't know whether to be proud or ashamed."

"You know a man's character best by the enemies he has," Mulder told him.

"Unfortunately, over the past few months there's been a radical shift in the Bureau's way in thinking," Scully replied.

"I think this is the part where you reveal your source to us," Thea said.

"It's the DEO, isn't it?" Felicity asked rhetorically. "What's the point of having Supergirl on your side if you can't call in favors with the people who work with her?"

"What did I tell you Mulder?" Scully said, with a small smile. "The female of the species always has more brains."

"Well, if that's the case, maybe the new Syndicate actually has a chance of beating back the invasion," Mulder said.

Mulder and Scully looked at each other. "Nope. We're fucked," Scully said.

"I want to be sure were clear on this last part," Diggle said. "You're telling us Amanda Waller has joined the side of fellow travelers."

"Probably around the same time she faked her death," Mulder told them. "We have no more of an idea as to how she pulled it off in front of witnesses then you do. What we are sure of is that when she joined the Syndicate she decided to bring all the intel she had gathered over the last decade on those people she considered threats to the project."

"Which would include all of us," Oliver said grimly.

"I'm afraid it's worse than that," Scully told them. "Over the past week, we've tasked some of our colleagues at the DEO with trying to get any information from this task force that might give us information. I don't think we expected it to be this bad."

"What are you talking about?" Thea demanded.

"There's no easy way to say this," Mulder told them. "All of your names are on a kill list."

It took about two minutes to restore order as everybody on Team Arrow spent that long, saying variations on the phrase: "What the fuck?"

Diggle recovered first. "Who has these names?"

"Right now, the task force is doing what the FBI does best," Mulder told them. "Sitting on the information, waiting for the worst possible time to either use it or leak it. But given the way this task force operates, it will just be a matter of time before they choose to act on it."

Oliver looked particularly upset by this information. "And if I were to, say, agree to surrender myself over the Bureau in exchange for amnesty for my friends?"

"They'd wait until you were in federal custody, and then they'd move on them," Mulder told them. "Assuming it got to that point. Don't you know? The U.S. policy is not to negotiate with terrorists."

"These people don't make deals, and they certainly wouldn't honor them," Scully told them. "Take our word for it."

Oliver walked over to a table, and practically threw it through the wall.

"This is normally the part where I'd tell Oliver to calm down," Felicity said, " but if I could that, believe me I would."

"What's the good news? Please tell us there's another option," Thea replied. "I didn't retire from the costume game just to get killed for it."

"Your options aren't that great," Mulder told them. "As people who've spent the better part of a decade at war with them, and basically losing everything, trust me when I tell you, you can't beat them at their own game. They make up the rules as they go, and any points you score, they don't count. I was tried and convicted for murder of a man who couldn't be killed, remember?"

"Um, not exactly making a good sell here," Felicity told them

"Mulder said you couldn't beat them at their own game," Scully replied. "So don't play the game they're making you play."

"Could you try speaking in English? Please?" Thea asked.

"Right now, you are minor players in the war," Mulder told them. "No one would miss you if you were killed. But what if you were too big for them to kill you under the table? What if the only way to go after you was to do the one thing they absolutely fear?"

"Which is?" Diggle demanded.

"Same thing that you're afraid of. Exposure. Only for them, the consequences are far more dire."

Oliver hadn't moved since he had thrown the table. Now he seemed to regain interest. "You think somehow working with you will save us?"

"Ever since Catco put Mulder and me under the glare of the media spotlight, the shadow conspiracy hasn't dared make a move," Scully reminded him. "We're too visible right now. Mulder's right, though, at some point our visibility's going to fade, and then they will take action. Unless we are associated with people who – let's call them heroes – who are too visible to destroy. Who it will make a difference if the government tries to have them die in a suspicious auto accident. It'll help matters, of course, if they've died before."

"Right now, Supergirl is in our corner," Mulder told them. "I'm not saying that's not a big get. Problem is, there are people who don't think we can trust an alien even if their only job is to take out other aliens. If however, this group included people who had a reputation for dealing with some people who barely qualified as human to begin with…"

Oliver sounded interested. "You want us to join the FBI?"

"Let's just say that I'm putting together a task force to deal with the alien situation, and I think you and your friends are more than qualified for the job." Mulder was actually smiling now.

"Have you seen our reputations?" Felicity was actually smiling a little herself. "Even before we got started on the crime-fighting business, none of us were exactly Bureau material."

"Speaking as someone who spent the better part of a decade dealing with the mess of the bureaucracy, that's actually a major qualification," Scully said.

"The last thing I want is for the federal government to sanction this," Mulder told them. "We have the backing of the DEO. T hat's more than enough. Besides, the Syndicate never officially answered to anybody. I have no problem fighting fire with fire."

Oliver finally turned around. "How exactly would we handle this?"

"Step by step." Mulder said. "Starting by finding out who exactly sent this so called super drug dealer your way."

"How did you know it was a drug dealer?" Diggle answered.

"When Maggie and I went back to the crime scene, we found someone who'd seen Thorne's murder." Mulder told them. "She told me she used to work with your people. Sin."

Everybody looked a little relieved at this new. "It's good to know she's still out there," Thea said. "We've barely heard from her this past year."

"We haven't put her name in the system yet," Scully told them. "Somehow, I have a feeling she'll last longer if she stays off the grid."

"You're not wrong," Felicity said. "What did she tell you?"

"She told us that Thorne was torn apart by Tobias Church," Mulder said calmly. "But you knew that already. What you don't know is that Church said just before he ripped Thorne's head from his shoulders was that he intended that he no longer wanted to run Star City. He was going to tear it apart."

"What exactly have you done to handle that?"

"That depends on you." Scully turned to Felicity. "There's a tech with your mindset who's more than willing to work with you to use every camera at the DEO's disposal to light this city up. He's spent the last three hours looking; he's hoping you can help him find what rocks to turn over."

"Church would need an ACME sized boulder before this," Thea reminded them.

Oliver looked at Felicity. "Go." As she ran off, he turned back to Mulder. "Church knows who I am. He's been back in town a week, and he hasn't made a move toward me. You got an explanation as to why?"

"If he were a traditional supersoldier, I'd be baffled," Scully told them. "These things didn't have any real strategy other than 'Search. Destroy. Kill.' Which leads us to think that he's not the one calling the shots. The Syndicate is."

"Church didn't believe in following orders when he was technically human," Diggle reminded them. "Hard to believe he would do it now that he's essentially The Terminator."

"When we looked at the blood that belongs to Church, it didn't just feature markers we found in the supersoldiers," Scully said.

"Anything alien? I can't believe I just asked that question," Thea said.

"Nothing we recognized. The DEO labs are trying match it against anything in their database, but they are certain that it was from this planet." Mulder told them.

Everybody was puzzled by this. "Someone human gave Church this kind of power?" Diggle finally said.

"Whoever did it is using the broadest definition of the term," Mulder replied.

Just then, Oliver's phone went off. "Yeah."

"You have to send your team to the station," Lance said without any introduction.

STAR CITY PD

"Have they found Church?" Oliver said.

"In a manner of speaking." Lance said.

Lance was looking at the cameras on the front door.

"To quote the words of the immortal bard," Church was saying. "'Come out, come out, wherever you are.'"

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