Oliver and Sara took their stances as they both held up their fist.
"Ready?" Oliver asked.
Sara just nodded as she locked her legs and waited.
Oliver took a few swings which she easily dodged she took a left hand swing and managed to clip him in the chin.
"Are you okay?" Sara asked as he stumbled back.
He just smiled as he took a few more swings.
Laurel tried adjusting the three coffee cops she had as she entered the arrow cave, she heard scuffling off in the distance and figured her sister and Oliver were training.
"Again," Oliver demanded as he and Sara continued sword fighting.
Laurel walked in and set the cups down as she watched in awe as her sister and ex-boyfriend continued their sword fight.
Sara stopped when she finally noticed Laurel, "hey," she said cheerfully as she set her sword down.
"Hey," Laurel said as she accepted the eager hug from her sister.
Oliver turned towards her and gave her a small smile as he set his weapon down.
"Figured you two could use a break," Laurel said as she gestured towards the coffee.
"Thanks," Sara said as she grabbed a cup and took a small sip.
"Thank you," Oliver said as he did the same.
The three of them stood in an awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity before Sara finally spoke, "well I should go."
Laurel looked towards her, "you don't have to."
"You two need to talk," Sara said as she kissed her sister's cheek.
"Ummm okay," Laurel said confused as she patted her back.
"We can grab dinner sometime?" Sara asked as she grabbed her jacket.
"Sure," Laurel said as she smiled at her brightly.
Sara beamed, "great see you then, love you."
"Love you too," Laurel said as she watched her sister go.
"Is she okay?" Laurel asked as she turned towards Oliver who appeared deep in thought.
"Are you drinking again?" he asked bluntly as he set his coffee down.
"What?" Laurel shot back as she put her defenses up.
"Laurel you worked so hard to get sober," Oliver said as he rubbed his face in frustration.
"Then you and Sara came back," Laurel whispered.
Oliver frowned.
"And Tommy died and things just got so damn hard," Laurel said as she took off her sunglasses and threw them on the table.
Oliver noticed she appeared tired and hungover and it killed him inside.
"What?" Laurel asked sadly as she noticed Oliver's broken expression.
"I hate seeing you this way," he admitted.
"I can't stop," Laurel said defeated as she took a seat on the steps.
"Yes you can," Oliver said as he sat next to her.
"And if I can't?" Laurel asked sadly.
"I will help you and so will everyone else who loves you," Oliver assured her as he patted her knee.
Laurel smiled as she cupped his cheek, "you're truly a great man."
Oliver looked away, "I wasn't always.
"I'm trying to let all of that go," Laurel said as she stood up.
"It doesn't change the fact that it happened though," Oliver said as he remained seated.
"I love Sara, she's my sister and I know she's sorry."
"I am too," Oliver said as he finally stood.
"I know you are," Laurel said with a small smile.
Oliver smiled back as he looked towards the training equipment, "want to?"
"Really?" Laurel asked as she beamed.
"Why not?" Oliver said as he handed her some boxing gloves.
Laurel beamed as she took them from him and slipped them on.
"Ready?" Oliver asked.
Laurel nodded as she held up her gloves.
"Hit me," Oliver demanded as he locked his legs.
"What?" Laurel asked confused.
"I know you have pent up rage, let it go. Hit me, I can take it.
"Oliver," Laurel began but stopped when he held up his hand, she knew there was no point in arguing so she started swinging.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Laurel asked as she placed an icepack gently on Oliver's eye.
"I'm fine really," Oliver assured her as he smiled at her.
Laurel smiled back as she kissed his forehead gently.
Oliver smiled as he felt her lips.
Laurel pulled away as leaned down and captured Oliver's lips.
Oliver dropped the icepack as he tangled his hands in Laurel's hair and pulled her close.
Laurel gripped him tightly as she continued to kiss him passionately.
Oliver lifted her up onto the table as they broke apart for air, "are you sure?"
Laurel smiled as she began unbuttoning his pants.
Oliver watched her as his heart began to race.
"I never stopped loving you," Laurel admitted as she leaned in and kissed him again.
Oliver pulled away as he slipped off her shirt and tossed it to the side; he gently picked her up and led her towards a couch in the corner.
Laurel began to unbutton her pants as Oliver watched with nothing but love.
She slipped them off and kicked them to the side as she pulled Oliver on top of her.
Laurel grabbed her clothes as quietly as she could as she smiled at how peaceful Oliver looked; she leaned down and kissed him on the forehead before turning and heading home.
Oliver awoke with a start as he reached for Laurel, he frowned when he realized she was gone, he reached for his pants and slipped them off as he grabbed a shirt and headed out.
Laurel stared down at the bottle for what seemed like an eternity before finally putting it away, she knew she had to get clean especially since she was now the Black Canary.
She pulled her hair up in a loose bun as she began shutting off all her lights before heading towards her room for the night.
Across the street on an empty rooftop, Oliver watched her with a smile.
A/N: Sorry so short promise the chapters will get longer just building up. Review and let me know what you think or want to see.