Oliver managed to convince Sara to let him give their daughter second name, so she was Nyssa Moira Queen Lance. Sara's mother was not crazy about the idea of her granddaughter being named after that woman, but she had to accept it. Quentin was happy because he noticed how better Sara was after this child and how much she wanted to live. He believed it had a lot to do with her being named after the woman she loved.

Two years later….

Baby Nyssa was apple of Sara's eye and she loved that girl like crazy. From the moment she was born, she was her mother's entire world. From early on she was much different than her brother. John liked to play with his toys and make a lot of noise and Nyssa loved to sit in the corner and ''read'' her books. She started speaking very early, but didn't speak much. She was polite, but not very communicative. She didn't like to play with dolls and she preferred her brother's swords and things like that. She told her mom that one day she will be a warrior. Sara smiled at her and told her she has no doubt in that. Sara would tell her about Nyssa as a bedtime story. She talked about her as a big warrior princess who gave her life to protect person she loved. Baby Nyssa was crazy about her mom's stories of the warrior princess and felt very proud to be named like her.

Five years later….

John started his karate lessons and Nyssa wanted to go too. Oliver was pretty much against it, but Sara insisted they let her.

''She just wants it because he is going. Let her have few lessons and she will give up on it.''

Instead of giving it up, she loved it and in just few weeks became best in the group. Sara would find her often in the garden practicing and she loved watching her from the shadows. The one to give it up was actually John who decided that basketball was actually better. He started doing that and Nyssa kept going to her karate lessons. Her fifth birthday was near and Sara asked what she would want for it.

''I want a kimono…''

''What?''

''I want to be dressed like our teacher….''

Sara smiled at her…

''What do you say we go and get it now and then you can pick a present too…''

''Kimono is not a present?''

''No, you get something else too…''

''Yeeey, let's go…''

Their shopping trip was fun. They went to get the dress for the party, went for Sara to have her hair cut and Nyssa to have her ends cut. Her hair was dark and thick and she didn't like to cut it.

''You are stubborn little girl…''

''I love my hair mom…''

''I know…''

''So, let's get me a kimono…''

Sara found her white one that was her size and very nice, but her daughter didn't want it. She picked the one she never imagined she would notice. It had wide pants and long top it was black with red edges and the shirt was up to the knees with big slits on the sides.

''Baby, why did you pick this one?''

''Because a princess warrior would have one like that…''

Sara smiled…

''Yes she would…''

Nyssa would never be fond of this particular model, but she would approve of the colors. Since the one Nyssy picked was not expensive, Sara got her another two so she could change them. Sara wanted her to have new dress and she picked black dress…again. Sara's mother and Laurel were going insane about the dresses she picked. She was in black most of the time and there was no chance to put her into anything else.

''She is a child Sara. She should be in colors…''

She heard that thing from entire family, including Oliver. Once they had to go to some big dinner as a family and he told her she would not be going unless she puts on bright green dress Laurel got her. Few minutes before they were to leave, Oliver went to get her and found her on the floor reading her new book in her clothing for the house.

''We are leaving and you are not ready?''

''You said I can't go if I put on my black dress, so I am not going…''

That child was driving him mad. He got down and yelled at Sara.

''You did this… You let her behave like she is the one in charge…''

''Oliver, she is just a child…''

''Yes, and she listens to no one… Why do you let her do whatever she wants… This is insane Sara…''

''I think you should go with John. I will stay with Nyssy at home…Have nice evening….''

Their marriage was put to test many times over things Nyssa wanted to do and Oliver didn't agree. As much as he could figure out things with John, that much Nyssa was mystery to him. Mystery he feared to solve. Sometimes he felt like she was Sara's child with her, not with him… He felt like intruder in her world not a father. Thea Queen was not stupid. She knew that Sara found comfort in the child and she didn't like the fact that she was making little Nyssa. So she kept an eye on Sara and the child, but after some time she realized that baby Nyssa was in fact very similar to the woman Sara couldn't get over. Since she was born, Thea was under the impression that Oliver was not a husband but an affair Sara had. Her primary marriage was still to the dead woman, not her very alive brother. Nyssa's birthday was on Saturday. They arranged all for a big party and Thea took it upon herself to organize all. John and Oliver took her out for the morning until the house was decorated and Sara went to the lake to spend some time reliving her memories. Oliver didn't have to ask. He knew already what Sara was doing every year on their daughter's birthday. Sara sat in the grass with the roses and held them close to her heart.

''My beloved…Another year without you… I miss you so much my love… Nyssy is growing and becoming more pain in the neck… Just like you…She is showing interest in martial arts. I wish you could see her… She is amazing child. John started school. He is so proud… You should see his tiny uniform. He loves it…''

She wiped away her tears…

''I wish you were here my beloved… I wish you could see all this…''

She got back home and Thea was finishing things with Laurel…

''Hey, where were you?''

''Out..''

''Out?''

''I do it every year and you are so surprised?''

Thea looked at her sister in law and simply had to state her opinion…

''When will you realize that you are hurting him? He is you husband… He is alive and there… But no, you are still crying over a dead woman…and turning your child into her…''

Laurel and Dinah were silent. They were waiting for Sara's answer…

''Your brother knew I loved her when we got married. He knew I loved her when John was born and he knew all along that she is my beloved…''

''If things were like that, why did you marry him? You don't even love my brother… "

''Because my mom didn't let us breathe until we did it. She didn't want John to be born out of marriage. It meant to her a lot… And I care about the Oliver a lot…''

''But you don't love him…''

''No, I don't… Not the way he expects from me…''

Sara looked at clock and noticed that guests and birthday girl would be here soon.

''I must change so I could help Nyssy dress…''

Oliver got the kids home just in time for them to change. Nyssy picked black dress with purple bow in the back and Sara braided her hair. They got down and usual lectures from her mother and sister started. Kids started coming and entire garden was full of kids running around and playing tag. Diggle, his wife and son saved Sara from too much time with her parents. Nyssy was sitting in her swing and looking around. She didn't play with the children. Sara wanted to go to her, but Oliver told her not to go.

''Leave her alone. She needs to start socializing with others.''

Sara saw how John was having fun and playing with boys and her little princess was in the swing looking at the distance. Dinah came with the cake and it was time for the birthday song. They started singing when she saw Hasan enter the garden. She went to greet him. Oliver and Diggle noticed him too.

''Hasan… How are you? I haven't seen you in years…''

''I am fine Ms. Sara… I came baring gifts for the girl and one for you…''

''For me?''

''Yes…Close your eyes…''

She did what she was told and she felt something in the stomach. A hand touched her cheel and someone whispered.

''Hello At'taer Al'asfar…''

She would know that voice anywhere… She didn't open her eyes but she just put her hand over the hand that was on her face. She leaned into the touch…

''Beloved, you are back…''

''I am back… I left the league…''

Sara opened her eyes…

''What?''

''We will talk later… Your husband is coming….''

''You are alive?''

''And you are not happy about it… Some things never change…''

Small smile was on his lips. That woman always had a good comeback he must give her that. Sara stood in front of Nyssa looking at her and trying to get every detail of her. She was still stunning and with her very sharp, military posture… Her hair was still long and in a very neat bun. She was in lacy shirt, black leather corset and leather pants. She looked so hot to Sara that she could bakery concentrate…

''I want you to meet the birthday girl… I named her after you…''

''And my mom…''

Oliver added… Nyssa rolled her eyes at his comment and looked at Sara…

''Let me meet little At'taer Al'asfar and give her the present…''

Hasan came with small bouquet of flowers that Sara and her exchanged and small box. After the girl blew the candles she went to her mom to meet the new guest. She liked how the lady looked. She was dressed just like the princess from her mom's stories…

''Baby, come here to meet someone….''

Sara lowered herself next to the girl and smiled at her…

''Love, this is Nyssa…''

''Hi… You have same name as I do…''

Sara's mother came to them.

''Baby, offer your hand to mama's friend….''

Nyssa looked at the older woman and then at the new guest.

'' Are you a warrior princess?''

''Yes, I am…''

''Then I can't offer you a hand…''

Instead of shaking her hand, little Nyssa got her palms together and bowed to the mother's friend. Nyssa bowed back to the little girl… And smiled at her…

''You are really a warrior?''

''Yes, I am…''

''Cool… I want to be one when I grow up….''

Nyssa smiled at the girl…

''Then you must work on that…''

Oliver became aware that yet another woman from his family was enchanted by Nyssa. His daughter finally got the chance to meet the person her mother talked about. Nyssa got down to one knee and opened little box. Inside was a small necklace with canaries. She put it around Nyssy's neck and told her in Arabic that she wishes this little canary never to end up in the cage.

''Wow! You speak Arabic!''

''I do… But how do you know?''

''Mommy taught me a little…''

Nyssa smiled at Sara.

''Good job mommy…''

Oliver didn't like how Sara was looking at her resurrected wife. She was with him now, she was his wife and yet, that woman had the power over her.

''Baby, go and play… Mom, dad and Nyssa have to talk about something.''

''Ok… Thank you for the present and will you please help me to become a warrior?''

'' We'll talk about it…''

''Ok…''

Nyssy left them skiping towards the kids an showing everyone her new necklace. Three adults stayed faced with a very unpleasant conversation. What happens now?