After dinner, Oliver and Laurel decided to just spend the night at the mansion, which Jasmine had no problems with it, since she claimed that it was her turn to sleepover at Grandma and Grandpa's.

Oliver spent the rest of the night listening to Jasmine tell him about everything he'd missed while he was gone, though he suspected that most of it was exaggerated, considering it was coming from a four year old, so he'd have Laurel fill him in on what really happened later.

Until Jasmine yawned and Laurel decided it was bedtime, despite Jasmine wanting to stay up later with daddy.

"Why don't you put her to bed, something tells me you're going to get quite good at it." Laurel suggested and Oliver smiled as he picked Jasmine up and took her up to her room, which happened to be right next door to his own and put her to bed.

"Daddy, you won't leave again will you?" Jasmine asked him as she got changed into her pjs and curled up in her bed.

"I promise you princess, I'm not leaving you or mommy ever again." Oliver said assured her as he pulled her covers up to her chin.

"Can you read me a story daddy?" Jasmine asked, pointing at the bookshelf, which contained all of the same books that her bookshelf back at home did.

"Which one?" Oliver asked with a smile as Jasmine pointed out the three little pigs, which was her favorite.


"So, how many stories did she get you to read her before she finally went to bed?" Laurel asked as Oliver came back down.

"She wanted me to read her every book on her shelf, but I tired her out after reading Cinderella." Oliver said.

"And how many books did she get you to read her before that?" Laurel asked.

"Only 4 books." Oliver said and Laurel laughed.

"Okay, I'll let this one go since it was your time tucking her in and she wanted some extra time with her daddy." Laurel said.

"How many stories should I read her every night." Oliver asked.

"One, though, occasionally, if she's good, I read her 2." Laurel said and Oliver smiled.

"You did a great job raising her." Oliver said.

"I had help, though I wished that you were there for me." Laurel said.

"Well I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere again." Oliver assured her as she sat down in his lap and cuddled in his arms.

"And yet you still plan to be Green Arrow?" Laurel asked.

"Seeing Jasmine just reinforces my will to do to that. To make this city a safe place for Jasmine to grow up in. I'm the only one who can." Oliver said.

"And yet you still plan on rebuilding the team?" Laurel asked.

"I learned a long time ago that I can't save this city alone, so I need a team to help me." Oliver said.

"So who's going to be on this team?" Laurel asked.

"John, obviously, I've already taken steps to bring him in, along with Roy and Felicity." Oliver said.

"And me, though, it'll be a bit tough, since I'll have to manage raising Jasmine." Laurel said.

"Maybe you should wait until Jasmine is old enough to be left home alone to think about suiting up at least aside from date nights when we can leave her with either your parents or mine." Oliver said and Laurel nodded.

"Quick question though, why Felicity? Don't tell me you still have feelings for her." Laurel said.

"Relax, I don't, but I do owe her. About a year after you died, Felicity started going down a dark path. I owe her a chance to stay on the right path, but I'm not going to give her the same amount of leeway I did before. She's going to learn that she has a place on the team and if she tries to go above it, then she can be replaced, unlike you, since you are one of a kind." Oliver said.

"Yes I am. Now shut up and just hold me for awhile." Laurel said as she cuddled into his arms.

"Gladly." Oliver said with a grin as he pulled her in tight.

However, the moment was ruined a few minutes later after Raisa came in with a very familiar looking man with her.

"I'm sorry Mr. Queen, but this man insisted on speaking with you now. He said he was a friend of yours." Raisa said and Oliver nodded as he and Laurel got up.

"Yeah, you could say that." Oliver said as he looked into the recognizing eyes of John Diggle, staring back at him and Laurel.