Sara fought off the men trying to get Marcus Redman away from her. She used her bo staff to knock each and everyone of them out before kicking Redman down. She grabbed him and held his face close to some hot metal. "Marcus Redman. Call your partner and tell him to give those people their money back." Marcus begged her not to hurt him over and over. "Do it now." Sara said as she jumped away from him. With that, another name could be crossed off.

…...

The next morning, Sara woke up and got ready. When she came out of the bathroom, her father and sister were watching the news. Apparently, Mr. Redman had listened to her and did as she asked. Sara grabbed an apple and her jacket as the family headed out to the car. Sara got in the backseat and looked out the window.

"It won't be too bad Sara. Explain what happened and you will officially be brought back from the dead." Quentin said as he drove them to the courthouse. When they arrived, a crowd of news reporters were waiting for them. Diggle opened Sara's door and helped get her through the crowd. All she could think about was Oliver going under. Their screams that filled the cold night were enough to haunt her even in the daytime. They entered the courthouse and Sara was led into a room. She waited until she was called up to explain what happened.

"There was a storm and the boat went down. I was the only survivor. Oliver...and his father didn't make it. I don't know how many days I spent on the life raft before I reached the island. I had to survive...for all of us." Sara said quietly. Another person was speaking, but she couldn't really focus on them. The courtroom was released and Sara was legally alive again. Sara exited the building with Diggle by her side. He helped fight off the crowds of people bombarding her with questions. Sara took the car while Diggle was fighting off the people. He sighed and watched the car speed off.

…...

Sara climbed up the rope she had hanging in her hideout and jumped down. She did that a couple times before working on her fighting skills. She watched the news and furrowed her brow. Martin Somers was a dangerous man and her sister had decided to go after him. It really wasn't a surprise that his name was in the book. Sara strapped her knife to her back and changed into her fighting clothes. She had waited until night fell to pay him a visit. She followed him to the docks where she ambushed him. She took out the guard before going after Somers. He got trapped and hung upside down.

"Martin Somers. You will testify in that hearing and you will confess to the murder." Sara threw a knife at Somers face and left a cut. "I will not ask again." Sara said as she quickly took off leaving Martin Somers hanging.

…...

"John where the hell do you think she is running off to? I asked you to keep an eye on her."

"I know, but she isn't exactly making it easy for me." Diggle said as he looked at Quentin.

"Dad."

"Sara where the hell have you been?" Quentin asked as he approached her quickly. Sara sighed.

"Dad I have been alone for five years."

"I know you have Sara but that doesn't mean..."

"No dad I've been alone."

"Oh...well take him with you next time. I don't want you getting attacked by that woman in the mask who is running around."

"She saved me though dad."

"I don't care."

"Fine dad. I'll take him." Sara finally gave up and let him win the argument. He nodded and left the room. Diggle looked at her.

"I know you don't want me around, but at least try to think of your father."

"Thanks Dig." Sara said quietly.

"Good night then."

"Night." Sara replied as Diggle walked out the door. Sara plopped down and ran a hand through her hair. Coming back to life was harder than she thought it would be.

…...

The next day, Quentin walked into Laurel's office followed by three police officers. Laurel sighed.

"What's going on?"

"The three of you are getting protective custody."

"No dad."

"You don't have a choice Laurel. You're dealing with a dangerous group."

"I don't need to be followed around all day dad. You already have Sara being followed around. I think you're being too protective again."

"Laurel. Martin Somers was attacked last night."

"By who?"

"It doesn't matter. This officer will be around you all the time."

"No."

"End of discussion."

"That won't work anymore dad."

"Yes it will because if you're going to do your job, I'm going to do mine, and my job is to protect you."

"As a father or cop?"

"Both." Quentin nodded to the officers and exited the room. Laurel looked at the officer and smiled before sitting back down at her desk.

…...

Sara walked down the dirt path and found what she was looking for. She came to a stop in front of the gravestone. It was hers. She ran a hand across it before taking a deep breath.

"How weird is it? Seeing your own gravestone?"

"Pretty weird." Sara said as she turned to face the girl behind her.

"So who are you exactly? I mean I totally forgot to thank you for saving me the other day."

"Sara. You?"

"Sin." The girl stretched her hand out and Sara smiled before taking it and shaking it. "You can really take care of yourself huh?"

"Yeah." Sara said as she dropped her hand. "Want to go grab some lunch? I'm buying."

"Sure I guess." Sin grinned and they walked back towards the car where Diggle was waiting. Sara explained where to go and sat back to chat with Sin. "Thank you for helping me out."

"No problem." Sara smiled. "I was just lending a hand. You okay?"

"Yeah they didn't get a chance to do anything thanks to you."

"No woman should ever have to suffer at the hands of men." Sara said dryly. Sin nodded and leaned back in her seat. Sara was pretty easy to get along with it seemed. Diggle pulled up to Big Belly Burger and Sara and Sin got out and walked in. They ordered their food and found a nice place in the back to sit. Diggle got himself something to eat and sat a couple tables away from them. Sara took a bite of her burger and watched Sin grab a couple of fries.

"So you're the girl who came back from the dead right?"

"Yeah."

"Well welcome back."

"Thank you." Sara smiled and took a sip of her drink. Sin finished her meal rather quickly.

"I gotta run, but come find me if you ever want to hang."

"Where can I find you?"

"Around." Sin grinned. "I'm always out and about in the Glades."

"All right. I'll come find you then Sin."

"Nice meeting you Sara."

"Right back at ya Sin." They parted ways and Sara nodded to Diggle that she was ready to leave. He grabbed his drink and followed her out the door. They returned to her dad's apartment and Sara decided to take a nap while Diggle headed back to work.

…...

"Sara?" Laurel held her door open with a surprised expression on her face. Sara was grinning at her and held a carton of ice cream.

"Mind having some company?"

"Come on in."

"Thanks sis." Sara walked in and Laurel grabbed a couple spoons and a bowl for herself. They found themselves sitting on the couch and actually having a good time talking. "So is everything okay? I mean you have two cop cars outside."

"Dad has them watching me thanks to Somers. What about you?"

"I finally made dad let me go. He said I didn't have to have Diggle around me all the time."

"I bet that's a relief."

"It is."

"So can I ask you why you made a visit with the ice cream?"

"Well when I was on the island I couldn't stop thinking about how much I missed us bonding. I decided that if I ever made it home, I would eat some with you."

"That's quite the motivation."

"It was." Sara smiled and set the carton down on the table. She heard a noise and looked towards the window. She picked up the knife that was laying on the table and got up. "Someone's here."

"What?" Laurel asked in confusion. Sara grabbed her sister's wrist and pulled her into another room where a man broke through the door. Sara cursed and turned around only to face a woman with white hair. Behind them someone started shooting and Sara turned to see the man fall to the ground right before Diggle ran in and started fighting the woman. Sara watched as the fight went on and soon Diggle was pinned down. She quickly threw her knife and the Chinese woman looked at her before jumping out the window. Laurel grabbed Sara and looked over at Diggle who was now making sure the apartment was safe.

"What are you doing here Dig?"

"I came to tell you that you forgot your phone in my car. Guess its a good thing I did huh?"

"Yeah. Thanks Dig." Sara helped Laurel over to the couch and sat down while Diggle called the cops. It only took a few minutes to hear the sirens stopping outside, and in another minute Quentin was inside and hugging his daughters.

"Are you okay?"

"We're fine dad." Laurel reassured. Sara nodded and looked over at Diggle who was tending to his injured hand. "What happened to the cops you had outside?"

Quentin sighed. "Both dead in their squad cars."

"Oh my god..."

"Thank you again John."

"Just doing my job."

"But you don't have to follow Sara around anymore."

"I know. I was just returning her phone that she left."

"Oh. Well I don't think I'll ever be able to thank you enough."

"It's fine." Diggle said. Quentin nodded and walked over to Sara.

"Get home." Sara nodded and followed Diggle out while Laurel started talking to her dad. Sara was quiet on the way home. When they got there she invited Diggle inside and he cleaned his wound. Sara went and got him an ice pack.

"I would say thank you, but I don't think that would be enough."

"I already told your dad it was nothing. Besides I should be thanking you and your knife throwing skills."

"That...well I guess I just got lucky."

"That was not luck." Diggle said quietly. Sara didn't reply. "You shouldn't take me for a fool miss Lance. You knew what you were doing in there."

"It was luck."

"I think I'm beginning to understand who you are."

"Shouldn't take you long. I'm pretty shallow." Sara said. "And tired. So I'll see you later Dig."

"Alright see you then." Diggle replied as he watched Sara open the door. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Sara closed the door once Diggle left. She waited until Diggle left before she left the apartment again. She had to pay Martin Somers another visit. He didn't heed her words. He's still going to face justice, just a different kind.

…...

Somers quickly packed his bags. "That stupid woman failed on killing Lance."

"We need to go."

"Contact the others." Somers said. The man tried contacting the other guards.

"They're not here, but I am." Sara said with a smirk. Somers ran out of the room and took off alone. Sara followed him and threw knives at him to pin him against a crate. "Give me the truth!" Sara threw another knife directly at Somers face and barely grazed the skin. "Tell me!"

"Okay okay! I had him killed! I sent my men after him so he wouldn't testify." Sara turned to face the woman of the triad standing behind her. She started attacking and Sara used her bo staff to defend herself from the woman's knives.

"Put your weapons down!" The cops started running in the room where they were fighting and Sara and the assassin took off running to escape the police. Sara made her way up to the roof where her father had chased her.

"Put the staff down!" Sara continued to stand where she was. Quentin yelled again and Sara grabbed her knife with a recorder on it and threw it at her dad's hand. It caught his gun up against the wall and she took the opportunity to escape. Quentin pressed the button on the knife and heard Somers confession. He looked shocked. The vigilante had actually done something to help.

…...

Sara opened up the notebook and crossed off Martin Somers name. He had been arrested and the people he hurt would get justice. She looked up at her computer screen and watched the rest of the news.

…...

Moira got in the backseat of the car. "So you saw it for yourself. Sara knows nothing and she doesn't know that the yacht was sabotaged. We do not need to go after her again."

…...

Sara walked in front of her grave and crossed her arms. It no longer needed to be there since she was home. She memorized the words engraved there and turned away. The men behind her went to work on taking it down. Sara watched as it crumbled to pieces before her.

…...

Sara wandered across the island and went to find high ground. She climbed up one of the cliffs and looked out into the vast ocean. There were no boats anywhere. She couldn't find a way to get off the island. Sara felt something pierce her shoulder and she let out a cry of pain before turning her head to see a man in a green hood holding a bow. She fell to the ground and everything started fading to black as the pain took over.