"What do you mean you're leaving Star City forever?"
Quentin and Laurel were back in Thea and Laurel's apartment. At Laurel's request, Thea had gone to visit Roy.
"Daddy, I feel like we're not safe here," Laurel complained.
"And why is that?" Quentin wondered.
"Well, uh, Damien Darhk…" Laurel began.
"Sweetheart, do you really think Darhk is dangerous?"
"Yes! And I wanna know why you're working with him…"
Quentin jumped back. "What the hell? How do you know?"
"This Rip Hunter guy running everything has seen the future. He knows you work for Darhk. He also told me it would be 'the biggest mistake of your life.'"
"But that man can't be part of H.I.V.E….surely you're making this up?"
"You can't be serious about not believing me. Maybe you should end up joining me, just so I can prove it to you."
"Anything to keep you safe, Laurel. Anything. Where should I meet you?"
"Some secluded rooftop area," Laurel replied, handing him a list of the exact coordinates.
"But Laurel-" However, it was too late. Laurel had already headed out the door.
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"How did it go?" Damien Darhk asked Black Siren, as she entered the headquarters of H.I.V.E.
"It went well, Damien," Laurel laughed. "Especially using this recording device that records all the words I...she is hearing,"
"Good, good," Damien replied. "I do hope Quentin Lance is aware we're leading him into a death trap."
"Damien!" A voice called. "You have a visitor."
"Who's that, your wife?" Laurel asked.
"Yes," Damien replied. "We have a daughter called Nora-"
"Seems I found your weakness," Laurel replied, kicking Damien in the back.
"Who is it?" Laurel asked.
Ruve Darhk stepped out. "It's Rebecca Merlyn. But what are you doing here, Assistant District Attorney?"
"Getting my revenge!" Earth-2 Laurel laughed.
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Mere hours before Team Arrow was to officially become time-travelers, Oliver decided to share a secret with Barry, so they took a walk.
"It's Laurel. When she went to see Lance, she never made it. Her doppelganger incapacitated her."
"How do you know?" Barry asked, taken aback.
"She snapped this picture," Oliver replied. "I think that's what it means, anyway, it's her counterpart screaming,"
"We have to find Quentin. With both Laurel and that other guy you're fighting…"
"Not yet. Laurel first."
"Why?"
"I want to apologize to her. For everything."
"Man, look, I think you belong with Laurel. You were together in Arrowpoint…"
"Seriously, that's what you're calling the timeline? Arrowpoint?"
"What I'm trying to say is, the signs are you and Laurel were just meant to click. You find her, I'll find Quentin."
Oliver looked hesitant. "Deal."
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Oliver finally saw Laurel, lying on a park bench.
"Laurel? Laurel, wake up!" Oliver exclaimed. Laurel slowly opened her eyes and stood up.
"Oliver, what's going on?" Laurel asked. "Last thing I remember, my other self…"
"Yeah, she knocked you out. Barry's gonna go get your dad before she can harm him. But you're not safe here. Bad you is still at large."
"Well, then, I guess it's good that we're becoming Legends," Laurel looked somewhat concerned.
"Don't worry, Laurel, I'm sure the new "Team Arrow", or I guess, Team Atom, will take care of your other self."
"But...she's me. I can't...Sara will never be able to look at me the same again."
Oliver put his hands on Laurel's shoulders. "Laurel, she's not you. She looks like you, but that's meaningless. You are the only you that we...that I care about."
"Thanks, Oliver, that means a lot," Laurel replied. They then kissed.
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"So, let me guess this straight. The "evil version" of my daughter showed up at my apartment planning to kill me?" Quentin asked Barry, fully costumed.
"Exactly," Barry replied. Barry had sped him out of Star City, finding it unsafe.
"Where are we going now?"
"To meet the rest of the time-traveling team. They're over at S.T.A.R. Labs,"
"Evil Laurel mentioned that as well. But you can't…Time-travel is not…"
"It is, Detective Lance, and there's a man from the future you and the others have to help."
"And why should I trust you?"
"Because I'm a friend of Oliver's." Barry took off his mask.
"Well, alright. I suspected you were Barry Allen. So, who are the others?"
"The captain, Rip Hunter. Laurel, of course. Thea. Roy. All of Team Arrow,"
"Roy? Roy Harper is alive?"
"Yeah, turns out, he just took Oliver's place, and he's Green Arrow. But also, your job has been revoked."
"What? How?"
"I used my superspeed to get there and say you were on a temporary leave of absence. Laurel wants to keep you safe from her other self."
"Are you sure?"
Noting the extreme concern in Quentin's voice, Barry put a hand on his shoulder. "I'll drop you off where the time machine is. It will be fine."