DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by DC Comics. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

PART 3

Ollie Queen was awoken by the annoyingly loud banging on his apartment door.

He raised his head, and immediately regretted it. A migraine hit him with the force of a Solomon Grundy punch, and he groaned loudly.

Ollie looked down from the sofa he was laying on, seeing the pile of beer cans littering the carpet. That explained the headache... and unfortunately, the door-banging continued. Staring at the floor, he thought back to what got him boozing in the first place. He groaned loudly this time, and not because of the hangover: sadly, he remembered only too well what happened at the Watchtower.

Somehow, he managed to roll off the sofa and eventually get to his feet. He took a moment to gather his bearings. At least the door had stopped making noises - maybe whomever had interrupted his drunken stupor had left. But regardless, he knew he had to check.

Once he reached the door to the apartment he had been renting since he once again lost his wealth, he looked through the eyehole... and groaned again when he saw who was behind the door.

Shit.

Resigning himself to his fate, Ollie unlocked and opened the door. He might as well get this over w...

The fist shot out before he said a word. Knocked for six, Ollie stambled back, quickly falling back on his arse. "Fuck!"

Dinah Gordon-Lance stomped into the apartment, a ball of fury. "You fucking BASTARD!"

Nursing his nose, Ollie struggled to his feet. "Hi, Di... "

He was quickly knocked down again. "Don't 'Hi' me, you motherfucker!" yelled Dinah. A decibal more and her Canary Cry would have activated. "Who the hell do you think you are? What the fuck is WRONG WITH YOU?"

On his feet once more, Ollie backed away several yards. "So... you heard."

Dinah looked incredulously at him. "Gee, you THINK?" She was firing daggers from her eyes. "Dammit, Ollie, I want to kill you right now! Do you have any idea what you've done?"

What came out of the Green Arrow's mouth next was wrong, he knew... but his stubbornness overrid common sense. "I'm not the one who hit Za... "

A third punch sent him slamming into the wall. "You DARE?" came the disbelieving shout. "You dare try and blame Selina for this? Are you a fucking IDIOT?! This is all YOUR FAULT!"

Ollie had to dab his nose, which was now bleeding. "Dammit, Dinah, stop hitting me!"

"I'll keep hitting you until you get some fucking sense, you imbecile!" Dinah yelled. "What the hell got into you, Ollie?! How could you treat them like that?! Why can't you get it into your thick head that they're together?!"

"How could I... ?!" Again, in the back of his mind, Ollie knew he should shut up. But he could not help himself. "You don't get it, Dinah! The things she said... they just wound me up!"

"Oh, boo hoo!" spat Dinah. "What exactly did she say that got the almighty Green Arrow so upset?"

Ollie's anger was flaring up again. "It was about you!"

At that, Dinah paused. "Me... ?"

"And Oracle," continued Ollie. "About you and Oracle. She said I was... jealous."

Dinah blinked a few times. "Oh my God." She shook her head in disbelief. "You're pathetic."

Now Ollie blinked. "What?" But then it hit him: how was that supposed to be an explanation? Actually, this whole thing was going in completely the wrong direction. He was supposed to be aplogising: what happened to Zee made him sick, and he was perfectly aware whose fault it was. And it was not Catwoman's. "Wait, I... "

"Ollie, I can't help it if you still have a problem with me and Babs," Dinah said sternly. "But that's no excuse to treat Zatanna and her wife like shit!"

"But she was joking about it!" yelped Ollie, before he could stop himself. "I won't be laughed at, Dinah! Especially not by the fucking Catwoman!"

"Oh, and I'm sure you were entirely innocent in all this," drawled Dinah, rolling her eyes. "I'm sure you gave her absolutely no reason to come back at you like that. If you can't take it, Green Arrow, don't dish it out." She ran her hand through her hair in exasperation. "Dammit, Ollie, what was wrong with you? Was it just because Diana made you and Captain Atom apologise and ask Zatanna to return? Are you really that petty?"

Ollie closed his eyes, trying to stem his rage. It was the same rage he felt when Selina mocked his past with Dinah. He just saw red. He could not help the scathing parting insult he gave regarding Zatanna. In the back of his mind, the Arrow realised how much of a hold Dinah still had on him. His blackbird always did this to him: whatever the emotion, it was maximum. There was no middle ground for Ollie when it came to the Black Canary. "Look... I do feel bad. Dammit, look at the state I'm in!" He waved at the can-littered floor. "Even I know I went too far! It's just... you weren't there... " he whispered.

"Shut up, you crybaby," said Dinah. "Don't pretend you're the victim here, Ollie. Believe me, I was as doubtful as anyone about Selina, but even I can see she's genuine. And as for Babs and I - well, get over it. I gave you chance after chance, and you blew it everytime. Now I'm with someone who actually makes me happy... happier than you could ever hope of making me. And if you can't deal with that - then that's your damn problem, Ollie. Not mine. And not Zee or Selina's. If I ever hear about you taking out your insecurities on them again, I'll rip your damn sack off."

With that, she turned and strode to the doorway, but stopped shy of leaving. "And if you think I'm bad... " she said over her shoulder, "wait 'til Bruce sees you."

TO BE CONCLUDED