This part with the League seemed a little tricky to me, so I hope you'll enjoy it and that it does not suck. Sorry in advance if it does.
Disclaimer: I do not own DC Comics or the CW TV shows Arrow, The Flash, Legends of Tomorrow or any other characters or elements pertaining to the mentioned franchises.
Nine years ago, Gotham City
Nicole was wiping her wet cheeks as she held her pregnant stomach, while Barbara sat next to her on the couch. "I'm not gonna pretend I know what you're going through…" She held her hand. "But if you need to talk, I'm here for you."
Nicole took a breath. "I'm fine. Really, Barbara. I'm more worried about Hank, you know. It's been two weeks since the funeral."
Barbara sighed. "I think I know exactly where he is."
Henry kept dodging fists from his opponent before he slugged him in the stomach and knocked him down on the ground, pummeling his face relentlessly until his face was bloodied as the ringleader showed up and made sure his foe was taken down, he handed Henry a strap of cash.
Later, Henry was in the bar, about to drink his scotch before a hand stopped him. "You know, self-pitying is not gonna help you, you know."
Henry sighed in frustration. "What do you want, Babs?"
"I'm worried about you, OK?" Barbara implored. "Come on back, please. Your sister needs you."
Henry scoffed as he drank his scotch. "She needs me? Such a screw-up like me? I couldn't stop her fiancé from sacrificing himself." He said in self-loathing tone as he swallowed his glass of scotch.
"He saved you and your friends." Barbara reminded. "There was nothing you could do. Please. Come home. Nicky misses you. We all do. You don't have to torture yourself like this, no one blames you." She held his hand and gave him a consoling look as Henry sighed.
"Fine."
"Hank, don't you think you're over-doing this?" Nicole asked as she looked at the security system in her house.
"I just don't want to see you two get hurt." Henry insisted, holding the baby in his arms. "He's got his eyes, you know?"
"Yeah." Nicole smiled as she put the baby in the crib. "Don't worry, Riley, Uncle Hank is here for you."
Then a doorbell rang as Henry opened the door and then, glared at the visitor. "What do you want, Richard? In case you didn't get the memo, I'm done. I'm not putting my family through that again."
Richard raised his hands in surrender. "I came to offer my condolences, that's all."
"Hank?" Nicole asked as she went to the door. "Who is this?" She noticed the tension between her brother and the man and Henry sighed.
"Nicky… this is Richard Dragon. My… and Ian's… former employer."
Nicole gasped in realization before feeling uncomfortable. "Oh. What do you want?"
"Wanted to apologize in person for your fiancé. He was a good man." Richard said calmly.
"I…" Nicole sighed, not wanting to blame the man, since that's not what her fiancé would have wanted. "Come on in."
"I'm sorry we had to meet under these circumstances." Richard said with sincere remorse as he drank the tea.
"I… thank you." Nicole nodded politely.
"How are you doing?" Richard asked.
"I'm on maternal, currently, until I can find a sitter for my son, then I'm going back to finish my degree." Nicole replied as she poured the tea in her cup.
"Ian was right, you're not as fragile as you might seem." Richard smiled as she smiled back.
"I miss him, you know." She looked sad.
"It wasn't your brother's fault." Richard insisted.
Nicole sighed. "I know that but… it took Hank a while longer to let it go."
"He's passionate and tries to help others as best as he can. I admire and respect that." Richard said. "Just like Ian. I just came to say, if you need anything—"
Nicole nodded. "Thank you." Then, she took a breath. "Well, would you like some dinner sometime? I make a good chicken." She offered.
"I'd like that." Richard smiled.
Present, Iron Heights
"A little late, Mr. Queen." ADA Donner said as Oliver sat at the table with him and Laurel across Thea and Moira.
"I'm sorry, Sara needed a help with… an old friend." Oliver explained as Laurel raised her brows and Oliver briefly gave her the look as Laurel nodded in understanding.
"I just finished explaining to your mother and sister that Miss Lance will be sitting second chair for the prosecution." Donner explained.
"This is a conflict of interest." Jean, Moira's attorney pointed out. "Miss Lance practically grew up in the Queen house, not to mention that her younger sister is currently dating Oliver Queen."
"I think you're overstating matters." Donner countered.
"Oh, we'll see when I move to conflict Miss Lance off this case." Jean said as Laurel couldn't even look Oliver in the eye.
"Maybe there won't be a case much longer." Donner said. "I come here not with just Miss Lance but also with a plea offer." He slid the paper across the desk to Jean.
"Life, with the possibility of parole." Laurel explained.
"No." Jean refused as she returned the paper. "We are not pleading out. Miss Queen is innocent."
"She aided and abetted 503 homicides." Donner pointed out.
"Under duress from a homicidal maniac named Malcolm Merlyn." Jean reminded. "She also withdrew from the criminal conspiracy prior to its execution."
"Five minutes prior." Donner corrected as Laurel shifted uncomfortably from the way Oliver was looking at her at the moment. "With Malcolm Merlyn dead, a jury's going to want to have to blame someone."
"If she doesn't take the deal, then she's facing the death penalty." Laurel added.
"Sounds a lot like blackmail." Thea scoffed as Moira held her arm, calming her down.
"Try reality." Donner corrected calmly. "And here's some more – we've subpoenaed over decades worth of phone messages, phone records, letters and emails, I'm willing to bet I find something that crushes your duress defense to powder."
Moira let go of Thea's hands as she faced him head on. "Mr. Donner, if you don't mind, I'd like a few days to consider your offer."
"Of course." Donner smiled as he grabbed his case and documents, leaving the room.
"Excuse me." Laurel stood up from her seat.
"I'll be right back." Oliver assured Moira as he followed Laurel outside.
"Laurel!" He called out, shooting a glare at Donner in process in the meantime.
"I'll meet you at the car." Donner said as he left Laurel and Oliver alone.
"You're prosecuting my mother?" Oliver demanded.
"I didn't ask for this case, I was assigned." Laurel explained.
"So say 'no'!" Oliver protested.
"It's a new job, Oliver, I don't have a lot of pull." Laurel argued. "And what pull I do have, I used to get that plea bargain for your mother."
"This was your idea?" Oliver asked incredulously. "Life in prison?"
"The D.A. is serious about the death penalty, Ollie." Laurel explained. "You, Sara and I know what it's like to lose someone, so think about it and save your mother's life. I'm sorry, but I'm seriously trying to do the best I can to help your mother's case and I really wish I could do better than this." She turned around and walked away as Oliver stared.
Eight years ago, CIA
"Fyff, congratulations on passing the final stage of exams." A CIA instructor shook his hand with Henry, who nodded politely. "And I would like to introduce you to your new partner." And on cue, a blonde woman in late 20s entered as she shook her hand with him.
"Chloe Sullivan."
"Henry Fyff."
Gotham City
"Riley, who's looking at you?" Richard did binoculars with his hands as the baby boy giggled in his chair as Nicole laughed.
"You're a natural." She kissed him on his cheek. "Thank you. You've been there for me and my son, even if you didn't have to."
"I'm doing what I can to help." Richard smiled.
Present, Queen Manor
"I'm honestly not surprised that you and Queen are together." Richard smiled as he and Sara were at the stairwell. "So, did you tell Nick—"
"No." Sara shook her head. "Not until you explain yourself to me. You've already made sure she's OK, so why won't you come back to her? Is it because of Africa?"
"No." Richard sighed, glancing down guiltily and in shame.
"She doesn't hate you and besides, Riley needs a father figure, since Henry's gone." Sara insisted. "Come back. Please."
"I can't, Sara." Richard protested. "I can't put them in danger again."
"You're not a Longbow Hunter anymore." Sara reminded. "What are you so afraid of?" She noticed the look on his face, when suddenly, the window above stairwell shattered as a man in League of Assassins attire jumped down from above as Sara stared in stunned disbelief. "Merlyn?"
The man swung his sword as Sara and Richard dodged and Richard kicked the man in the knee. The assassin got up on his feet and swished his sword again as Sara and Richard retreated. Sara and Richard dodged and pushed the man back as they ran to the living room, while Sara threw a chair on the floor, only for the assassin to dodge.
Sara grabbed a piece of solid wood from over her head, using it as a staff weapon, fighting the assassin with Richard as a vase shattered but the assassin kicked Richard, who fell over a sofa, while cutting Sara's weapon in half and whacking her in the head with the tilt of his sword, knocking her on the floor. Richard used a candlestick as a weapon, blocking and counter-attacking as the man managed to kick Sara in the face before Richard tossed him over his back and the assassin fell on a table that collapsed as more vases shattered
Sara got up on her feet and got the man sitting as she ripped off his mask. "Who are you?" She demanded.
"Just a warrior, like you." The man replied.
"Are you one of the League?" Sara snarled. "What does Ra's al Ghul want from us?!"
The man threw a shuriken on the chandelier above them as all three of them scattered in different directions to avoid getting hit and as the chandelier hit the floor with a crash, Sara and Richard looked around, only to see the assassin gone.
Later, the Lair
"This is your base of operations?" Richard chuckled as he saw the glass cases with mannequins with Oliver's hood and Sara's black leather outfit, wig and eye mask. "I remember that suit. A lot of people wanted to hook up with you."
"Don't remind me." Sara laughed.
"I got your call." Oliver entered with Diggle and Chloe, who widened her eyes and gasped.
"It really is you… Whoa… you haven't aged a day."
"And you're still… beautiful." Richard smiled as Chloe slowly approached him and punched him in the face as Oliver, Sara and Diggle tensed, while Richard chuckled. "OK, I deserve that."
"You deserve much worse than that after that mess in Africa." Chloe snarled before smiling and hugging Richard tightly. "It's good to see you again, though I wish it was under better circumstances."
"Yeah." Richard nodded as he returned the gesture before they let each other go.
"And these are our friends." Sara introduced him to Oliver and Diggle. "John Diggle and Oliver Queen."
"Richard. Pleased to meet you." He shook his hand with Oliver and Diggle.
"Likewise."
"Friends call me Dig. What happened?" Diggle asked.
"There was an uninvited guest in the mansion." Sara explained. "Trained, highly skilled, dressed up like Merlyn." She listed.
That got everyone's attention. "Well, last time I checked, Malcolm Merlyn was dead, courtesy of an arrow jammed through his heart." Diggle pointed out.
"It wasn't him." Sara shook her head. "I don't know who it was but I have my suspicions." She turned to Richard as Chloe noticed the look in her eyes and the scowl on Richard's face.
"What have you gotten yourself into this time?" She demanded, anger burning up slowly.
Richard took a breath. "His name is Al-Owal. The First. He was after me… and he works for the League of Assassins."
Oliver and Diggle widened their eyes, while Sara and Chloe took a breath, gasping as Chloe groaned, holding her head. "Oh, Jesus…"
"You gotta be kidding me…"
"I take it you've heard of them." Richard realized as Chloe got ahold of herself.
"Why the hell do you keep getting yourself from a frying pan right into the fire?" She asked with a forced calm tone, glaring at him.
"So that's where you've been the last two years." Sara realized. "How did you even end up with them in the first place?"
"Remember, when I told you that after you watched them shoot me and I washed out on the shore, someone nursed me to health and I owed her people?" Richard asked as Sara nodded. "She worked for the League. I was barely alive and she saved me… and brought me to Nanda Parbat. That's where I improved my fighting skills. And I gave them an oath of my loyalty."
"So, why are they kicking down doors trying to find you?" Diggle inquired.
"Because I left." Richard turned to him. "And there's only one way that you leave the League."
"Is that why you didn't want to see Nicky and Riley?" Sara realized.
Richard took a breath as he glanced down in shame before turning to her. "You know exactly what the Longbow Hunters were capable of. Believe me, that was nothing compared to what I was doing with the League. You think that they would forgive me for that?"
Sara sighed as Chloe wiped her face. "God, every time you show up in our lives, you turn them upside down—"
Oliver looked at his phone as it rang, seeing a text from Thea. "I have to go to Iron Heights. Chloe, I need you to find this Al-Owal." He left the lair as Sara kept staring at Richard, who stood there, with a stone hard expression as Chloe turned to the computer.
Five years ago, Gotham City
"Masters in computer science, congratulations." Nicole kissed Henry on his cheek as they both, together with Chloe and Barbara on wheelchair clinked their glasses with champagne at the table.
"Sorry about your arm." Barbara said as she put her glass down.
"Do I want to know who did you make angry this time?" Nicole asked as she turned to Henry.
"Probably not." He shrugged as they all shared a laugh.
"Mommy, can I get ice cream?" Riley asked.
"OK, one cup, then go to sleep, honey, OK?" Nicole nodded as she carried her son in the room before taking a scoop of ice cream and putting it in a cup and going back into the bedroom.
Then, they all heard doorbell ring as Henry got up and opened the door. "Jack? Is everything OK?"
"I need to talk to Nicole." Jack said with a grim expression on his face as Nicole showed up from the corridor.
"Jack." Nicole smiled. "Hey." Jack took a breath as Nicole's smile turned into a scowl. "What's going on?"
"We need to talk. It's about Richard. Something happened…" Jack said as Nicole followed him out on the front porch and everyone was able to guess what was happening, while they looked from the window as she was getting hysterical quickly, while Jack hugged her in whatever consolation he could give.
Present, the Lair
"I'm glad you and Hank still have Sara's back." Richard smiled as he looked at Chloe, who was analyzing the dirt under the microscope. "She… needs all the help she can get."
"She's our best friend, Richard." Chloe said simply.
"Hank hasn't changed at all, has he? Still playing hero? Taking on trouble head-on, helping people he cares about?" Richard smiled.
"He's not as much of a loose cannon anymore." Sara assured him. "But, honestly, I'm worried about him."
"Why?" Richard asked.
"I… I just can't shake this feeling… that he might be in over his head." Sara paused as Richard laughed.
"This is Henry Fyff we're talking about."
"You're right." Sara chuckled as Chloe giggled.
"How did it go with Moira?" Diggle asked as Oliver entered.
"Not well, have you found somebody for us to hit yet?" He snapped.
"Maybe." Sara nodded. "Chloe, can you cross-reference the results?" She asked as Chloe went to the computer.
"The dirt from your house had trace amount of aldicarb. A pesticide. There was a plant producing it but EPA shut it down three years ago. Currently abandoned."
"A good place for the League to hide." Diggle concluded as Sara went to pick her batons.
"Sara, I know you and Queen can handle yourselves but these people are dangerous." Richard warned.
"We won't go down so easily." Sara assured him. "I'm not the same girl you remember."
"It's my fight." Richard protested.
"He made it our fight when he came into my house." Oliver shot back. "And when he threatened somebody that I care about."
Elsewhere in Starling City
Al-Owal was sharpening his sword and lifting the blade into his hands before the lights flickered and he smirked as he sensed someone trying to sneak up on him as he caught the arrow behind, a few inches from his head, before he turned around. "Arrows, such an ineffective projectile." He walked down the factory. "I find it strange anyone, who still fears them."
"We'll show you why, if you don't leave Richard Dragon alone." The Canary's voice echoed throughout the factory. "This is your only warning."
"And it would be effective, were you to pose a threat to me." Al-Owal taunted. "The last two disciples of Talia al Ghul and you were barely able to defeat Malcolm Merlyn, even with the assistance of her sister, the Heir to the Demon, at nearly the cost of your lives. What hope would you have against the man, who trained him?" He turned to the Arrow, smiling.
"Let's find out." The Canary growled from behind Al-Owal.
"You two were the last, who have seen Talia alive. What occurred to her, her last two disciples may know." Al-Owal questioned as Sara raised her brows, giving Oliver a pointed stare as he took a breath.
"I had no idea she died. But I heard she had been searching for someone." The Arrow admitted.
"Interesting… who?" Al-Owal seemed intrigued.
"It doesn't matter." Richard snapped as he showed up, with his hood on and a ripped sleeve, showing his dragon tattoo. "I'm not going back!"
"That's not your choice; we have orders to return you, alive or dead."
"What are you going to do? Kill me?" Richard taunted.
"You overestimate your importance. Regardless, you're coming back with us." Al-Owal said.
"Us?" The Arrow snarled.
Al-Owal's smile turned into devilish smirk as he faced the archer. "Like the two of you, I did not come alone."
And on cue, five more assassins descended from above as the Arrow fired at Al-Owal, who deflected the arrow with his sword as the Canary and Richard engaged the remaining assassins. The Canary blocked their attacks with her batons with difficulty, while Richard kept gracefully dodging and retaliating with punches and kicks.
The Arrow jumped down and fenced with Al-Owal, using his own bow against the assassin's sword as they cornered Richard, while the Canary was on catwalk, surrounded by two assassins as one of them slashed her across her back as she hissed in pain. Richard used a smoke pellet and used it to conceal their escape as the Arrow fired a grapnel arrow to the ceiling and the vigilantes retreated as the window shattered.
"If you will not return willingly, we'll stay to bury your family!" Al-Owal yelled as he looked up.
Later, the Lair
"You used to cry out in pain, when I used to suture your wounds." Richard smiled as he finished stitching Sara's back before she put on a shirt.
"I've come a long way." Sara smirked.
"Indeed." Richard nodded in agreement. "But now, they've decided to target Nicole and Riley."
"Riley's sleeping over at a friend in Bludhaven." Sara assured him.
"And…" Richard trailed off.
"I'll call her right now and then I'm gonna check in on Laurel, Dad and Thea with Ollie." Sara assured him as she picked her phone and dialed the number.
Fyff's House
Nicole went out from the shower as she picked her ringing phone on desk, seeing Sara's number on the screen as she dried her hair with her towel.
"Hey, Sara, is—"
"Nicky, you need to leave town. Now." Sara said quickly.
"Wait, slow down, what's going on?" Nicole interrupted her.
Sara took a breath. "I don't have time for explanation. Just get to Gotham and don't go back until it's safe, OK? Please."
Nicole took a breath, years of experience with her brother letting her know something was going on. "OK. Look, let me just pick my things from the office first, please."
"Just get out of town ASAP." Sara insisted.
Later, the Lair
Oliver and Sara were out on lookout for Quentin, Laurel and Thea as Richard was sitting at the desk.
"It's taking too long. I need to know she's OK." Richard said impatiently as he got up from the chair.
"You said you didn't want Nicky to know you're alive." Chloe protested.
"Better that than her not being alive." Richard argued before noticing Diggle pick up his gun and loading it. "Where do you think you're going?"
"With you." Diggle replied as he loaded his gun. "I'm not going to let you go out there without any backup."
"John Diggle, you may be a three tour Special Forces veteran but these people make Special Forces look like a kindergarten class." Richard protested. "So step aside or get put down."
Diggle sighed and reluctantly complied. "It's your funeral, Richard."
"Not my first one." Richard pointed out as Chloe was about to stand up from her chair but he raised his hand. "Don't even think about it, Chloe. You're staying here, I don't want to have you on my conscience again."
Chloe stared and nodded reluctantly. "I hope you know what you're doing. I don't want this to end up like in Africa." She sat at her chair slowly as Richard was leaving the lair.
"Honestly, neither do I."
Elsewhere in Starling City
Nicole was walking to her car as she put in the case with her documents out from the office but her instincts turned on, due to years of growing up in Gotham, she realized something was wrong as she turned around, pulling out a gun from her jacket as she aimed at the shadow in front of her as the shadow moved forward, the light from the lamp shining on the face as she shook her head in disbelief and denial. "No, it can't be… it can't be Richard."
"Nicky, it's me." Richard raised his hands in surrender as he kept nearing her. "It really is me."
"No, you… you're dead." Nicole's voice trembled. "I watched you die."
Richard slowly reached for her gun and made her lower her hands. "Nicks. It's OK. Remember what I told you back in Africa? No matter what happens, no matter how much we might hate each other at the moment—"
"We'll always look after each other no matter how far we are. And we'll always be family."
"Even if we're apart from each other." They both finished as Nicole widened her eyes as they were getting wet.
"Richard…"
"It's me, Nicks." He smiled as she kept staring for a moment, while he hugged her and as she buried her face into his breast for a moment, she finally broke down.
"You… I thought you were dead…"
"It's OK, Nicky. It's OK." He hugged her as she kept on sobbing.
Later
They were in a Chinese restaurant and Nicole wiped her face as she stared at him. "How? I saw them kill you."
Richard took a breath as he looked at her reluctantly. "Let's just say that I got lucky."
Nicole scoffed. "As usual." Then she lifted the collar of his shirt as she looked at the dragon tattoo on his shoulder. "It was you, was it? The Dollmaker? And back then in the Glades?" Richard nodded. "Why didn't you tell me that you're alive?" He didn't reply as Nicole kept staring at him. "Does Sara know?"
Richard nodded again. "Yes."
"You're the one, who told her to tell me to leave town, did you?" She realized. "What's going on? Is it the Hunters?"
Richard shook his head. "No, someone… worse."
"Who?" Nicole inquired. "Richard? What have you gotten yourself into this time?"
Richard took a breath. "It's… complicated."
"Complicated." Nicole repeated as she scoffed. "Complicated." She stood up from her chair. "Oh, my God." She wiped her face and groaned. "Oh, my God, you have not changed at all, have you?! You let us all believe that you're dead for years, putting us through this emotional hell and then, out of the sudden you show up, only to turn our lives around and bring into them this… this stupid clusterfuck! It's like Africa all over again!"
"Nicky, calm down. You need to come with me." Richard held her hands.
"No, I'm not going anywhere with you until you tell me exactly what the hell have you gotten my family into this time!" Nicole exploded. "Did you have anything to do with the fact that my brother hasn't been reaching out?!"
"Nicks, breathe." Richard held her shoulders. "Look at me, take a deep breath and calm down, OK? Breathe and look at me." Nicole took a breath as she was panting out. "I promise you, I will explain everything but I need you to come with me, it's not safe for you."
Later, Fyff's House
Sara approached the house, to find a knife stuck at the wall. "Ollie, I think I know who they're after."
Clock tower
"This is where I've been hiding ever since I came back." Richard said as Nicole followed him to the attic.
"How long have you been back?" Nicole asked.
"Two months; after I heard about the earthquake, I needed to be sure you're OK." Richard said.
"Why didn't you reach out earlier?" Nicole asked. "Was it like with the Hunters?" Richard nodded. "Look, whoever they are, Sara, Chloe, Jack and Hank can help you."
"Not from them." Richard protested. "Not even the big hero Hank."
Nicole laughed. "Remember the time when you and Riley played Batman and Robin and Henry was Two-Face?"
"Yeah." Richard nodded. "We all wanted to be heroes."
"In a way, you and my brother have always been." Nicole smiled. "I wish Hank could see that too." She neared him as they kissed each other passionately. "I missed you, you know?"
"Yeah." Richard nodded before his instincts turned on and she noticed the look on his face before she turned around to face Al-Owal and his two minions.
"So, this is where you wanted your beloved one to die." Al-Owal said as Nicole pulled out her gun and widened her eyes as she recognized their attire.
"Is that… you're with the League of Assassins?!" She demanded incredulously.
"So, you have heard of us, Miss Fyff. Good." Al-Owal nodded. "You should be honored."
"What the hell is it with you and mercenaries?" Nicole snapped.
"Did you really think we would not find you here?" Al-Owal continued, ignoring her.
"I was counting that you would." Richard smirked as he rushed at him, while Nicole fired wildly at one of them, while another one had his leg caught in a rope snare, being pulled upside down few feet above the floor. Richard grabbed two pieces of girder from the floor as he fenced with Al-Owal but he was outmatched before Al-Owal triggered a trap by stepping on a loose board and a burst of nails caused for him to kneel. "You should be mindful of your surroundings. Remember?"
But Al-Owal got up on his feet and managed to overpower Richard as he knelt down and the assassin neared the blade to his throat as the other assassin had freed himself from the snare as Al-Owal put down his mask, about to execute Richard before the Arrow and Canary slid in on zipline, knocking Al-Owal on the ground. The Arrow and the Canary engaged the other two assassins as the Arrow managed to knock his foe down on the ground, the other assassin managed to get behind Nicole and neared the baton to her throat, stopping the Canary.
"Did you really think you could defeat me? I was trained by the League of Assassins."
Nicole whipped her head, hitting the man in his face as he let her go before punching him in the stomach and knocking him on the floor with a punch to his head. "Yeah. And I grew up in Gotham, freak."
The Canary chuckled.
The Arrow managed to take down his opponent as Richard grabbed Al-Owal in reverse chokehold.
"You think because you are the beloved, you will be granted your freedom?"
"No. But I will grant you yours." Richard sneered as bones cracked, snapping Al-Owal's neck as he dropped him on the floor, dead before approaching the second assassin, grabbing him in chokehold as well.
"You don't have to do this." The Arrow implored.
"It's over!" The Canary shouted.
"Not yet." Richard growled.
"Richard, please…" Nicole implored.
"Tell Ra's al Ghul that my family's off limits, his quarrel is with me." Richard let the assassin go as he jumped through the window, vanishing into the shadows as he looked at Nicole and the vigilantes, blank expression on his face. "I know you're against killing but—"
"You did what you had to do." Nicole sighed. "I'm not blaming you. You've always done what you've had to do to protect us. This isn't any different." She hugged him as he hugged her back. "Please. Come home. I need you. Riley needs you."
"I can't, Nicks." Richard said as he shook his head. "I can't put you through that danger again. Besides, if your brother found out that I was alive…"
"…he'd look for you." Nicole realized. "And he'd just get into more trouble."
"I'll always love you." He held her hands as they kissed fiercely. "But you need to let me go."
Nicole wiped her cheeks. "I… I understand." She nodded as Richard turned to the Arrow and the Canary.
"Look after her. Look after all of them."
"We will." The Canary promised.
"See you around, Nicks." He walked away as Nicole was slowly breaking down.
"Nicky. I'm sorry." The Canary held the shoulder of her best friend as she sniffed.
"It's just not fair. I need him. I can't lose him again. I don't want to be alone…"
"You'll always have us." The Arrow assured her as they hugged her from behind. "We're your friends."
"I need my family back. I need at least my brother."
A few days later, Fyff's House
Nicole adjusted the blanket as she kissed Riley on forehead. "Mom. I had a dream." He smiled.
"What was it about?" Nicole smiled.
"I dreamed about Dad coming back and saving you." He said as Nicole laughed, caressing his cheek.
"I'm sure Daddy's looking out for you." She assured him. "Now go to sleep, honey."
"I'm glad she's back to her old self." Sara smiled as she ate the steak with Chloe and Oliver.
"She cooks well." Oliver smiled.
The doorbell rang as Nicole opened the door, scowling to see… "Jack. Is everything OK?"
Jack took a breath and Nicole noticed the expression on his face, already knowing that she would not take the news well. "No. It's not. It's about your brother. Something happened."
"Where is he?" Nicole asked, already worried.
Jack entered and had a consoling look on his face. "Promise me that you won't freak out and that you'll stay calm." He accompanied her to the couch as Chloe, Oliver and Sara knew that Henry was in trouble.
Russia
Henry was dragged by guards into a cell as he groaned, while the doors closed.
"Welcome to nightmare, American." The guards said in Russian.
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