"In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you." ~ Buddha
The drive to Central City had given him far too much time to think. Over the past few years, crime in Starling City had gone down. That didn't mean that it didn't happen, it did. Drugs, murder, petty stuff…the whole spectrum. The one thing that didn't happen was for a case to stay open for long. Quentin was the police captain for SCPD and though he didn't like the fact that there were vigilantes running the streets (and they'd had their tough and okay times), he had to admit…Starling City did better with them there.
He hated to admit that, though.
There had only been ONE case that hadn't been solved or resolved in some way in the last three years. The disappearance of Felicity Smoak. When he'd gotten the call, Quentin had felt like he was going to wake up from some dream. It hadn't just been the Arrow's vigilante team that had been looking for her…Ray Palmer and Palmer Technologies had put out rewards and resources…STAR Labs had devoted time and effort to finding her…let alone all of the countless law enforcement agencies. He'd even told that ARGUS was looking into it.
If all of those people could look for Felicity Smoak and come back with absolutely nothing, then Quentin had felt like it was useless (and he hated to think that, especially about a young girl like Felicity). She reminded him of Sara. There was just something about her, no matter if she was trying to help the Arrow or if she was being defiant. Felicity reminded him of Sara and he couldn't shake that.
So, he was overloaded with relief as he drove knowing that she'd been found.
A child.
It made sense, when he thought about it. As much as Oliver Queen something irked him, Quentin had to admit that Oliver and Felicity made sense. Plus, he knew exactly how Oliver had felt all of these years…they'd had many a coffee together…exchanging the information that never led anywhere.
They were healthy and safe right now, that was all that mattered.
"What's his name?" Lance asked as he and Detective West moved from where they'd stopped, just watching for a moment.
"Tommy," Felicity replied quietly.
"Tommy," Quentin repeated and let it sink in. "I like it."
Everyone seemed a little on edge, but that was to be expected, Lance felt. Felicity had been gone for three years and to be surprised by this child (at least he was fairly sure it had been a surprise as no one had said anything). He heard Joe let out a chuckle and looked over to his friend before looking back at the 'kids'. Somehow…these people…they'd become family over the years. He knew what they all did and as much as he wanted to condemn them, he knew the good they did. He knew that this world needed them…and he needed them. He needed to have that extra bit of family in his life.
"I hope you're not going to mind me spoiling him," Quentin said as he moved away from Joe and got closer to Felicity, Oliver, and Tommy. He watched as the boy played with Barry, Cisco, and Caitlin. If they weren't in Central City, Quentin would have commented that it looked like Oliver and Felicity already had a good set of babysitters…
When Felicity looked up at him, all he could see was Sara. Scared, worried, and likely feeling like she was broken…even though he knew she wasn't. He wrapped an arm around her and kissed her head. "I'm glad you're home," he whispered. "Well…almost home…with us…you know what I mean…" His rambling earned him a smile from her.
"I missed you," Felicity admitted. "This. Everyone."
"Everyone needs their family, right?"
"Even when you don't realize that it IS a family…not until you lose it."
And they were family.
All of them.
No matter how they found each other, how they were misfits for whatever reason, or their job title (or even their night life)…they were a family and no one was going to take that away from them. Quentin didn't know what the next year would look like for him or anyone else, but he knew that it was going to be a lot better because they had Felicity Smoak and this unexpected child in all of their lives.
The End.
