Author Note: Hi guys! I hope that everyone is enjoying the fic so far! I've had the idea to do a fic where Laurel is found alive, in 510, and it actually being Laurel. I'm going to try to keep the fic to 1,500 words a chapter, just so that I have time to do IRL things. And yes, Laurel has her cry, just like in pretty much all the fics that I read. Obviously, I don't own any of the characters in this fic, or Arrow. You'll also notice that there isn't any Laurel POV in this chapter. It's just the way that I envisioned it. But, there will be alot of Laurel's POV in chapter 5. Anyway, I hope that you guys enjoy, and feel free to leave a review, because those help me more than you know.:)

Oliver was about to speak up but John was clearly thinking the same thing," Wait, dark matter? Isn't that the thing that made you super fast?" He asked, directing the question at Barry.

" Well, yeah. But I don't see where they could've got it, if they really did." Barry confessed, confusion enveloping his already jumbled mind.

" Wait, that makes sense," Felicity said, as everyone stared at her in confusion.

" Felicity, an explanation will be necessary here," Oliver reminded, prompting her to speak.

" Right, so when we found Laurel, it was because there was an unusual spike of dark matter in the cabin where she was held." She explained.

" But how? Dark matter can't just be formulated in a lab. We've done extensive research to make sure," Barry asked.

Felicity, typing away a storm on the computers, replied, " Well, if not in a lab, what if it was created by another meta? I did a little bit of digging into the Dark Web and I found something that matches the description.

" There is a meta, his name is unknown, but he cries pure dark matter. My guess is that a not-very-nice someone found out about his special ability. He must've been sold and forced to make more. How it got to be a drug, I have no idea. Someone was probably looking for newer, deadlier poisons and found him along the way." Felicity said, not out of breath due to her extensive experience, of saying a paragraph in only one breath.

Barry, standing behind her, looked at the computer and said," It says here that the drug is called Curio. Oh, and it's very deadly. Apparently no one has survived more than one high with it. And, I'm guessing it's not very recreational." He finished, worriedly.

After another quick bought of typing, Felicity continued," Yes. The Ghosts must've given Laurel an exact dose, to make sure that she suffered but didn't die." As Felicity stopped, she glanced over at Laurel, willing her to get better.

Oliver, he was more concerned about Laurel potentially being a meta.

" Caitlin, where does the dark matter register in her body?" He asked, wondering if she maybe had powers like Barry, or even Cisco.

" Um, yes." She looked hesitantly at Barry and Cisco as all three of them exchanged a knowing look.

" It's- It's in her throat," Caitlin admitted, as she fiddled with a ring on her finger.

Oliver noticed the almost unnoticeable glance that Team Flash shared. Oliver was very experienced in those looks. They could only mean one thing; they were hiding something.

Barry, knowing Oliver very well, also noticed that Oliver noticed the glance that he, Cisco and Caitlin shared. And, he could tell that Oliver was going to voice his opinion.

So, just as Oliver was about to speak, Barry decided to come clean, even if it meant that it would hurt the people that he cared about.

" Oliver, guys, there's something that we haven't told you," Barry started, looking at Felicity, John and, most importantly, Oliver.

Oliver looked back at him, with guarded curiosity.

" Okay, so a couple weeks after Laurels' supposed death, her doppelganger, from Earth-2, showed up. She's a meta, named Black Siren. The reason why we're worried, is because she had a power, a Canary Cry. Only, it's much more powerful than the one that Laurel had." Barry paused, gesturing over to Laurel.

" You could see the soundwaves when she screamed. It could demolish buildings, and make someone go deaf," he said, waiting for Olivers' response.

Oliver, being infuriated that Barry, someone he considered to be like a brother, would keep something like this from him, said," But, you caught her, right? So there is absolutely no possibility that this isn't our Laurel?" Oliver asked, anger and annoyance creating a warning in his voice.

" Well," Barry hesitated," A couple of weeks ago, she escaped," he said cringing away from Oliver in fear of backlash. Once, Oliver had shot two arrows into his back, as a training method. So, Barry didn't want to imagine what he could do out of anger.

But before Oliver could bite back a retort, Barry continued," We don't know how she got out. We just went down to the pipeline one day to check up on her, and she was gone. We tried to find her, I even did a full sweep of the city, but she was nowhere to be found," Barry justified.

Oliver, hardly managing to hide his ever- rising anger, said," So, Barry, let me get this straight.

You mean to tell me that Laurel- Laurel's doppelganger shows up, and it dosen't even cross your mind to tell us? The initial part doesn't matter. It's the fact that she, first escaped your apparently ' meta proof' cells, and second, you didn't tell us! Wouldn't the information of an evil doppelganger of one of our dead family members be important, to tell us? Barry, I can't beli-"

Oliver's voice continued to rise as Felicity interrupted," Oliver, can I talk to you for a sec?" She said, her voice as sharp as a knife, as she forcefully jerked her head in the other direction.

Without speaking, they made an agreement; don't argue. The two walked to the other side of the room, where their lecture, or Felicity's lecture, was quieter, but not silent.

" Oliver! Look, I completely understand what you're feeling right now, but so does everybody else in this room. Laurel's basically just come back from the dead. Emotions and nerves are high. But, you can't go around, yelling at the people who are supposed to be your friends."

Felicity whisper- yelled, as she took a breath to calm herself, then continued," Barry clearly didn't tell us about Black Siren because he cares about us. He didn't want to rip open a healing wound. If an evil doppelganger of Barry's dad showed up, would you go running over to Central City to tell him? No, no you wouldn't because Barry already has enough on his plate to deal with and he wouldn't need to add his dead dad's evil twin to the list," Felicity said, exasperated and willing Oliver to understand.

Oliver just didn't know what to think. He had just gotten Laurel back, and now she might not even be theirs?

He was conflicted. On one hand, Laurel, which ever one she was, was too broken to show any sign that it was really her. Whereas, on the other, in Olivers' gut, he knew that it was his Laurel. But could he really trust his own judgement?

He was just all too hopeful for it to be his Laurel.

Oliver just nodded, numbly. Felicity must've noticed, because she said," I know this must be hard on you. You blamed yourself for Laurels' death, hell, we all did. All I'm saying is, we should be leaning on each other, not fighting amongst ourselves. She said softly, as she slowly walked back to the others, leaving Oliver behind.

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