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Diggle opened the door of Oliver's Mercedes as he went out with Thea, trying to move past the reporters, who bombarded them with various questions regarding Moira's trial as Laurel and Donner were observing them from the stairs.
Moira entered the courtroom as she sat at the defendant's table, with Oliver and Thea right behind her in the front row as she tried to assure them with a smile.
Donner replayed Moira's confession on TV as he turned to the jury.
"…have been complicit in an undertaking with one horrible purpose- to destroy the Glades and everyone in it."
"And it worked." Donner said as he paused the recording. "The Glades were destroyed. Homes and lives were lost. All because of her and her actions. True, she had second thoughts. Remorse, which compelled her to deliver this statement." He then faced Moira. "But on behalf of 503 lives that were extinguished that day, I say, Moira Queen, your remorse comes too late."
Donner unpaused the recording as it continued. "For the last five years, under the threat for my life and the lives of my family…"
"Why wouldn't those threats silence her?" Jean argued. "Why wouldn't Moira Queen be terrified. Malcolm Merlyn killed her first husband, abducted her second. Why wouldn't she be in fear for her life? For the lives of her children? What would you do? If it were your children in the crosshairs of the madman's rage?"
Three years ago, South Africa
"Sara…" Henry whispered as Turner smirked as he noticed the look in Sara's eyes.
"Well, well, small world, isn't it?" He asked rhetorically as he glanced alternately between Sara and Henry. "First, little boy gets reunited with Pops, now we've got two friends reunited?"
"I'm not gonna kill him!" Sara snarled as she glared at Turner, who pulled out his claws.
"Then I'll do it my—"
"No!" Richard intervened as Henry widened his eyes.
"You—"
"I will deal with him." Richard said as Turner glowered.
"That's the second time you interfered. You know boss is not gonna be happy."
"I will deal with the boss." Richard said.
"Very well." Turner sneered as he walked away.
"You son of a bitch!" Henry snarled as he punched Richard before the mercs restrained him.
"Stand down, I had it coming!" He ordered as the mercs let him go. "Leave us."
"You left us!" Henry shouted as Richard raised his hands.
"Calm down, Hank. I know we didn't part on the best of terms but let's talk about this like civilized people." He said calmly as Henry took a breath. "Come with me, I'll treat your wounds." Henry reluctantly followed him and Sara.
Present, Queen Consolidated
Zehra was at her desk before she saw Diggle enter. "Are you alright, Mr. Diggle?"
"Not really." Diggle coughed out.
"I think you should take a day or two off." Zehra said. "I can find a replacement bodyguard for Mr. Queen."
"No, I'll handle it—" Diggle stopped himself as he collapsed on the floor.
"Mr. Diggle? John!" Zehra shot up from her chair and smacked Diggle gently on his face before picking up the phone. "Ollie? Something happened to your bodyguard!" She quickly explained the situation.
"Hang tight, Z, I'll send a friend over to pick him up."
Later, the Lair
Diggle was on the table, a blanket on him as Chloe and Sara were treating him before Oliver entered. "What happened?" He asked. "I heard you passed out."
"It's not good, Ollie." Sara explained as Diggle was trembling. "I examined his blood sample and…" She paused. "There are traces of Vertigo in John's system."
"I never used Vertigo before in my life." Diggle protested.
"Well, somehow you were exposed to it." Chloe countered.
"Vertigo's in play again?" Oliver asked.
Chloe nodded. "I took a look. The Count was transferred to Iron Heights after he recovered from OD'ing with the drug. He escaped during the Undertaking and the brass kept it quiet, just like with Mathis."
Oliver glowered as he picked an arrow from the stand.
"What are you gonna do, Ollie?" Sara asked. "I know you think you should have—"
"There's no more killing." Oliver handed Sara an injection arrow with green liquid.
"The antidote." Sara realized as Oliver nodded.
"I need to get back to the court. Give it to Diggle and figure out how he got Vertigo in his system without his knowledge." He ordered as both blondes nodded.
Later, Starling City Courthouse
"When was the first time you heard about this so-called Undertaking?" Donner asked Thea at the witness seat as Oliver and Roy observed from the visitor's gallery.
"When everyone else did, when my mother gave the press conference." Thea said nervously.
"Doesn't seem like you took it too well." Donner said.
"I was surprised." Thea answered. "Who wouldn't be?"
Donner cleared his throat. "Your mother was, um, immediately taken into custody but I assume you went down to the precinct to see her?"
"Actually, I didn't see her until she was moved." Thea admitted.
"To the prison." Donner clarified as Thea nodded. "Do you remember when you visited her?"
"Uh, not the exact date…" Thea replied hesitantly.
"It's OK, I have the visitor log here." Donner took a quick look. "October 9th. Five months later. Why so long?"
"Uh, I… I…" Thea and Laurel then noticed how was Donner leaning to Laurel's desk for a moment. "Are you OK?"
Donner managed to get a hold of himself as he turned to Thea again. "An answer, please." He demanded. "Why did it take you five months to visit your mother?"
Jean got up from her desk as Moira covered her mouth nervously. "Your Honor, if I—"
"No." The judge interrupted her. "I want to hear this."
"I needed time." Thea said. "I was…"
"…angry." Donner finished. "So angry, perhaps, that it took you five months to forgive her?"
"It was complicated." Thea protested.
"No, it's very simple." Donner said smugly. "You blamed your mother for what she'd done. So why shouldn't the jury?" He was heading back to his table. "Your Honor, we have no further questions for the… witness."
Donner suddenly collapsed on the floor as he struggled to catch a breath.
Three years ago, South Africa
Henry and Sara followed Richard to his cabin and as Richard closed the door, Henry slugged Richard in his face. "You son of a bitch!"
"Henry, stop!" Sara restrained him from behind as he tried to attack Richard savagely. "Calm down! Come on, Henry, that's enough!"
"You left us! And now you kidnap my nephew?! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Uncle Hank!" Riley wailed as he went out from his room, shocked as Henry stared and widened his eyes.
"Riley? I'm sorry…"
Richard turned to Sara. "Sara, can you—"
Sara entered Riley's room as she locked the door. "Why is Dad and Uncle Hank fighting?"
"He's just mad at him." Sara said simply as she put him in the bed. "Just go sleep, OK?" She fondled his back as he passed out before making sure he was sleeping as she went to the living room as Richard and Henry were facing each other at the desk.
"Three years." Henry growled. "You joined those freaks?!"
"It's not that simple." Richard tried to explained.
"With you it rarely is." Henry scoffed. "Why can't your friends let Sara and Riley go?"
"It's not up to me." Richard said. "How's Nicky doing?"
Henry took a breath. "She's worried. Chloe is looking for us, you know."
Richard nodded. "I'm sorry, OK? I never meant for any of this to happen."
"I believe you." Henry said reluctantly. "But this has to stop and you need to let us go."
"If I do it, we're all dead." Richard tried to explain. "For now, Sara's one of us. And as for you… you need to try and play nice and not make things worse, otherwise you're dead."
Henry looked around, measuring his situation in the mercenary camp and realizing he was in a disadvantage. "Don't make me regret this."
Present, the Lair
"How are you feeling?" Oliver asked as Diggle's hands trembled.
"Fine." Diggle replied, annoyed.
"You have a lousy poker face, Diggle." He turned to Chloe and Sara. "Did he take the antidote?"
"Yeah but this Vertigo's a different type." Sara said as she was at the microscope. "I'm trying to figure out how to counteract it. Nicky called me, said Riley had a hell of a flu. Somehow, he got exposed to it to. I looked at his blood sample. Henry and Nicky are keeping an eye on him."
"The Count found a way to spread Vertigo undetected somehow." Chloe pointed out.
"How did it go with Thea?" Sara asked.
"She's gonna be fine." Oliver replied.
"Your poker face isn't much better than mine, Oliver." Diggle chuckled.
Suddenly, the Count appeared on the computer screen. "Hello, Starling City."
"Chloe…" Oliver said as Chloe turned to the computer.
"Missed me? Many of you have noticed that you're not feeling quite like yourselves."
"He hijacked the station's feed." Chloe realized.
Sara turned to her. "Can you trace the—"
"Like our good assistant district attorney here. You might recognize him from his work in the ongoing Moira Queen trial." The camera shifted to show Donner on the screen, restrained to a chair. "Hi, Adam."
"What do you want?" Donner demanded.
"I want what you want. For you to feel better." The Count said.
"Go to hell." Donner sneered.
"I do think you want the pain to end, and I can do that- with Vertigo." The Count said as he neared next to Donner. "It's what all of your bodies crave. Fortunately, the power of relief is right here." He showed his two syringes. "And all you have to do is go to your friendly neighborhood Vertigo dealer and request the cure. Simply supply and demand at work." He turned to Donner. "Now, tell me you want this and it's yours. All the pain will just…disappear." The camera zoomed on Donner. "Say it. Say…you want it."
"I-I-want-I want it." Donner stammered. The Count injected him, as Donner seemed to relax.
"You see - a simple solution. I'm Count Vertigo, and I approve this high." The Count said as the feed ended.
"I tried to track the broadcast but he bounced the signal off S.T.A.R. Labs satellite, God knows where he is." Chloe sighed as she tried to track the Count.
"He'd start local." Sara pointed out.
"I'll try to examine the footage frame by frame, maybe we'll get some leads." Chloe went on to searching.
"If he dosed the whole city, why are only some people showing symptoms?" Diggle asked.
"Maybe exposure was selective." Oliver deduced.
"Somehow he's targeting a particular group of people, like Diggle and Donner." Sara realized.
"I'll call Henry, maybe he can help me out." Chloe pulled out her phone.
"I'll take John home." Sara volunteered and Diggle was too weak to protest. "You should head back to the courthouse, Ollie. Thea and Moira need you."
"Wait, Chloe… Donner's eye." Henry pointed at the screen as Chloe zoomed in on the video. "Looks like a reflection."
"Maybe if I enhance…" Chloe typed rapidly.
"Some kind of a symbol." Henry said as he neared the monitor. "Starling Municipal Records Department."
Chloe checked the records. "The building's been shut down since the city digitalized."
"Which means it's empty." Henry chuckled. "Perfect hideout." He gave Chloe a high-five. "Nicely done, sis."
"Like old times." She chuckled as she pulled out her phone. "Oliver, we got him."
Later, Starling Municipal Records Department
The Count was giving commands to his manufacturers in the lab as the Arrow and the Canary jumped right next to the bound Donner as the Canary cut off the restraints. "Go." She ordered as Donner ran away, while one of the thugs rushed at the vigilantes but the Arrow threw him over the edge on a pile of boxes.
Both vigilantes jumped down and the Count's thugs took cover behind a table as the Arrow notched an arrow, while the Count used his workers as a human shield.
"Step away from them." The Arrow growled.
"Yes, I've heard you two had developed an allergy to killing." The Count sneered.
"Do it!" The Canary snarled.
"Or what?" The Count taunted as he stepped up. "You'll kill me?" He got on top of the table, giving the Arrow a clear shot as he glared before a thug dragged Donner back in the room.
Frustrated, the Arrow fired at a propane tank in front of the Count as it exploded and the Canary engaged the thug holding Donner, taking him down as the Arrow growled in frustration, deciding to take the Count down later as they left with the ADA.
"You really on the 'no killing' wagon?!" The Count yelled. "Shame. Really letting one of life's true pleasures pass you by."
Later, Starling City Courthouse
"Laurel, is everything OK?" Sara asked as she met her outside the courtroom.
"No." Laurel said. "With Donner ill, I have to take over the prosecution."
"Oh." Sara gasped, imagining how hard can it be for her sister to prosecute the mother of her ex-boyfriend and one of her best friends. "Laurel, I don't know what to say but… I guess you don't have a choice, do you?"
"No." Laurel said. "Donner has something that could bring Moira down for good."
"What?" Sara asked as Laurel lowered her voice and then, Sara's eyes shot wide open. "Oh, God… are you serious? She and…" Laurel nodded.
"And despite it, you remained friends with Mr. Merlyn." Laurel said, facing Moira as she was standing at the prosecutor's desk. "In fact, he frequently attended parties at your home."
"He was my husband's best friend until Malcolm killed him." Moira pointed out.
"And this is why you claimed to feel as you thought you were in fear for your life and the lives of your children?" Laurel asked.
"Well, I think it's a fairly compelling reason." Moira argued.
"Last year, your second husband, Walter Steele, was abducted by Mr. Merlyn, is that correct?" Laurel asked.
"Yes, so you see—"
"Why didn't Merlyn kill Walter, the same as your first husband?" Laurel interrupted her.
"Because I convinced him not to." Moira admitted.
"And Malcolm listened to you." Laurel pointed out. "Your friend spared Walter's life, and yet you'd have this jury believe that you and your children were in danger?"
"We were." Moira tried to explain. "I was afraid—"
"Afraid of getting caught." Laurel cut her off.
"Despite whatever youthful mistakes I might have made, Malcolm Merlyn was a dangerous man." Moira said.
"To other people." Laurel clarified. "But the only person, who truly posed a danger to Moira Queen and her family was Moira Queen."
Oliver, Sara and Thea stared sadly as Laurel went back to the prosecutor's desk.
"I know it must have been hard but you were only doing your job." Sara assured her. "You don't need to explain yourself to me. Ollie and Thea will understand."
"Are you OK?" Oliver approached both Lance sisters a moment later as Laurel backed off, shaking her head.
"No. I don't understand how either of you can forgive me after what I just did in there." She said guiltily and confused. "I don't understand how anyone could." Laurel quickly paced down the stairs.
"Laurel, wait!" Sara wailed, following her as Laurel entered her car, breaking down in tears as Sara tried to console her. "It's not your fault, OK? It's not your fault."
Elsewhere
Zehra was in the line as she sighed in relief as she entered the truck of Starling City Mobile Care truck, waiting for her flu shot. "Finally."
The doctor stopped her as she sat down. "Could you please wait a moment, I need to pick my supplies." He said as Zehra nodded, but scowled as his voice seemed familiar.
Then, a few minutes later, she looked at the vials in a small fridge and her curiosity got the better of her as she took a closer look and recognized the liquid. "Oh, my God…"
"I'm sorry." The Count said from behind her as she screamed, recognizing him from TV. "The God will not save you."
The Lair
"Wait, the Count was posing as a doctor?" Henry scowled. "Explains why did Riley get exposed to it." He sneered. "When I get my hands on that punk…"
Chloe then looked at the footage. "I found the truck…" She stopped herself as she looked at the footage closely and Henry scowled.
"Isn't that Oliver's secretary?" A minute later, he and Chloe paled. "Oh, no…"
Starling City Courthouse
Oliver and Thea were at the top floor as Oliver's phone rang. "Zehra, now's not the best time…"
"Hello, Oliver." Oliver tensed as he recognized the voice. "Is it OK if I call you 'Oliver'? Surprised to hear from me, right? Not as surprised as I was. You see, I find this beautiful dark-haired woman, getting up all along in my business and what does she have on her? A Queen Consolidated I.D. badge. Now, I think to myself, why does that name ring a bell? Oliver Queen. Who's currently dating one Sara Lance. And he tried to buy me off last year, just before the Canary, the Hood's fellow vigilante partner put me in a padded cell, ipso facto, the Arrow."
Oliver instantly hung up and stormed off before Thea stopped him. "Where are you going?"
Oliver quickly faced her. "Something's come up at the office."
"Ollie, the jury!" Thea exclaimed as Oliver was leaving the building.
"I have to go."
Oliver picked up his phone again as Chloe called. "Oliver, you're not gonna believe it but the Count has your secretary—"
"I know!"
"I'm reaching out to Sara as well."
Sara made sure Laurel was OK as she left the room before she saw the message from Henry and she opened her closet, where was the wig and black leather jacket.
Later, Queen Consolidated
Oliver, in his Arrow suit and Sara in her Canary outfit weres carefully entering the meeting room, with Zehra paling and restrained to the chair, with the Count behind her.
"Pretty swanky offices." He taunted as Oliver and Sara glared, while Zehra trembled.
"Oliver, what's going on?"
"Don't worry, Zehra." Oliver assured her.
"What's to be worried about?" The Count laughed. "You can see all the destruction that your Mom caused from up here." He stood up and held Zehra's shoulders as she sobbed out.
"What do you want?" Sara demanded.
"World peace and personal satisfaction." The Count shrugged. "Though necessarily in that order. You poisoned me and put me in a hole." He snarled as he glared at Sara. "You have no idea how much I hated you for that. Turns out someone else hates both of you too."
"Who?" Oliver asked.
"Who?" The Count repeated, laughing. "Oh, you're going to be surprised, when you find out. He's a man of means. Set me up with my new operation, so I could draw you out." Zehra's eyes were filling with tears as he kept on gloating.
"To do what?" Sara inquired.
"This!" The Count pulled out his gun and fired, while Zehra screamed and Oliver and Sara quickly took cover behind a couch.
"You'll have to do better than that!" Sara yelled.
"Done!" The Count shot the mugs on the desk and the couch before cutting the restraints around Zehra's wrists and grabbing her by her hair.
"Ollie! Help!" Zehra cried out.
The Count entered the office as Oliver notched an arrow and Sara showed up from the shadows. "So, now we move on to plan B." He pulled out his double syringe, nearing them to Zehra's neck as she sobbed.
"No, please, don't!" Zehra begged.
"Let her go!" Sara snarled.
"Quiet, please, I'm threatening." The Count growled. "Put your weapons down. Both of you." He glanced at Sara and Oliver.
Sara dropped her knife as Oliver dropped an arrow.
"Your problem is with us, not her." Oliver pleaded.
"Well, consider this your penalty for making me go for the plan B in the first place." The Count was about to jam the double syringe to Zehra's neck as Sara threw a knife at his hand, causing for him to drop the syringe.
Zehra panicked and shoved the Count, who stumbled and fell over the window and she covered her mouth in horror as she realized what did she just do. "Oh, my God, what did I do, what did I do…"
"It was just self-defense, Zehra. It's OK." Oliver embraced her, trying to console her as Sara looked down from the window, sighing as she saw the Count's corpse on the crashed roof of a car.
Later, Starling City Courthouse
"She's in shock but she didn't suffer any injuries." Quentin assured Oliver over the phone as he sighed in relief. "The therapist is with her now, he's trying to convince her that it's not her fault."
"Thanks, Quentin." Oliver said gratefully as Jean showed up. "Sorry, the jury's about to state the verdict." He hung up.
Oliver, Thea and Moira sat at their places as the judge handed the bailiff the verdict.
"I have received a note that the jury has arrived at a verdict. Please, publish the verdict."
"In the superior court of Star County, State vs. Moira Queen, verdict. On one count of conspiracy in the first degree, the defendant is found not guilty. On the 503 counts of murder in the first degree, the defendant is found not guilty."
Shock, amazement and surprised filled the courtroom as Moira hugged Jean and later, Oliver and Thea hugged their mother.
The Lair
"It doesn't make any sense." Sara said as she, Chloe, Diggle and Henry were watching TV.
"She should have lost." Chloe agreed.
"You wanted her to?" Diggle asked.
"It was the only logical outcome." Henry corrected. "I mean, look at the facts, Thea's testimony did not help much Moira's defense and Laurel's cross-examination should have taken her down. It just doesn't add up."
"Ollie told me that Queen Consolidated's Science Division is manufacturing the antidote on Vertigo." Sara assured them.
"And what about his secretary?" Chloe asked.
Zehra's Apartment
As she went out from the shower and tied the bathrobe, she heard a doorbell ring and Zehra tensed before grabbing her gun from a drawer and peeking through the peephole before sighing in relief and opened the door.
"You didn't have to check in on me, Ollie."
"Yes, I did." Oliver said. "May I come in?"
She nodded as she let him in. "I'm not made of glass but I admit, that was… messy." She said as she sat down, then wiping her face. "I keep seeing his face—"
"It was just self-defense, Z." Oliver assured her. "It's not like you did it on purpose."
"I know, Ollie, I know but still…" Zehra buried her face in her hands. "Is it ever gonna get any easier?"
"You're not a bad person, Zehra." Oliver assured her. "Sometimes, we're forced into a situation, where the only way out is the bad one. You were just unlucky to get into such situation."
She nodded as Oliver held her hand. "So, you and Sara are the vigilantes." She chuckled. "I should have known. The times you disappeared, the Arrow and the Canary at the right place at the right time, it all now adds up. How could I not have seen it earlier?"
"People believe what they want to believe." Oliver said.
"Did Tommy know?" Zehra asked lowly as Oliver nodded. "That's why you two were at odds before…" She paused as Oliver nodded again as she looked into his eyes. "The look in your eyes… I've seen it before. My Dad's a cop, Ollie.
It's guilt. When you came back, I thought it was because of cheating on Laurel and what happened to Sara… but it's not it, isn't it? It's because of how many people you've killed and you don't know how to deal with it. Those five years you were gone… you wouldn't have survived if you hadn't had to take some lives." Oliver didn't reply as he kept an unreadable expression on his face. "What happens now, Oliver?"
"That's what I wanted to ask you." Oliver said. "Are you gonna turn me and Sara in?"
Zehra took a breath, considering. "I… don't see what good would come out of it. I admit, at first, I was disturbed and… upset… imagining you as a killer but… I had time to process. And considering how many lives the Arrow and the Canary have saved in the past year… what good would it do?" Oliver smiled. "Don't worry, your and Sara's secret safe with me." Oliver nodded as she hugged him and kissed him on his cheek. "I'll try to cover for you at work as much as I can." She promised as Oliver smiled. "How many people do know, by the way? Who you and Sara are?"
"Asides from you?" Oliver asked as she nodded. "A handful of people that we trust. We're still friends, right?"
"As long as it doesn't end up with another psycho kidnapping me." Zehra joked.
"How did the Count get to you, anyway?" Oliver asked.
"I went into one of the vaccination vans and I recognized the Vertigo. I… was curious."
Oliver laughed. "You've always been nosy."
Zehra smacked him with a pillow. "Get out or I'll reconsider turning you in."
Oliver got up from the chair as he was about to leave. "If you need a few days off—"
Zehra nodded. "I'll be fine. See you in a few."
Three years ago, South Africa
"He works for CIA." Turner snarled as he and Richard were at the meeting.
"My men will take care of him."
Henry was cuffed as two mercenaries dropped him off the truck and uncuffed him. "Leave, outsider and don't look back."
"What?" Henry asked, confused.
"Richard gave orders to let you go. You'll do well if you don't return, otherwise you're dead."
"I'm not leaving without—" Henry stopped himself as one of them pointed a gun at his face.
"Don't make us change our minds."
Henry reluctantly nodded as he was walking down the road as the truck drove away, then nearing a payphone a few miles later and dialing a number. "Jack, we have a problem."
"Is Uncle Hank gonna be OK?" Riley asked as Sara shrugged.
"If your Dad promised it, I guess we need to believe that he will be."
Then, Turner entered the tent. "Miss Lance, you might want to rest. Because tomorrow, we're going treasure hunting."
"We dumped a fake body, like you asked, sir." A man told Richard over the phone.
"Thank you." Richard hung up before turning his attention to a man in front of him. "Sorry for the interruption. But explain to me again, why are you asking us to search for a myth?" Richard scowled as he was talking to a man with dark complexion and a military outfit.
"It's not a myth, Mr. Dragon. I believe that with this in my possession, we can wield power unlike any a man has ever seen."
Richard sighed. "The payoff better be worth it… Mr. Darhk."
Present
Moira left the courthouse as she entered the car, looking outside the window as she was being accompanied home, enjoying her freedom. "The freeway will be quicker."
"I'm sorry, Ms. Queen, I was instructed not to take you home." The chauffer said, to Moira's confusion. "Not yet." The car stopped at an abandoned car park as the chauffer opened the door to Moira, who looked around, confused.
"Where are we? I don't know this place."
The chauffer closed the door as he looked behind Moira. "I got her, sir."
As a reply, a flying arrow hit the man in his chest as he collapsed on the ground and Moira gasped in horror as she whirled around, and in that moment, thousand times more terrified to face Malcolm Merlyn, who was holding his compound bow as he approached her. "Hello, Moira."
"How are you… you're supposed…" Moira stammered. "They said you were dead!"
"There are parts of the world, where death is an illusion." Malcolm explained. "I've been to one. I learned to be very convincing." Moira paled as she kept on staring in disbelief. "But I returned because you needed my help."
"H-h-help?" Moira asked, gasping in fear.
"With your trial." Malcolm clarified. "You didn't think that jury acquitted you without a little persuasion?"
"Dear God…" Moira gasped. "W-w-w-what do you want, Malcolm?"
Malcolm neared her. "I still have resources in Starling. Associates." He chuckled. "Including one in the D.A.'s office. I followed Mr. Donner's investigation of you with interest. The ease with which you lied about us for years, it made me wonder, whether you lied to me." He gritted his teeth.
"No. No." Moira shook her head.
"It was a matter of surreptitious genetics test to confirm my suspicions." Malcolm continued.
"Don't." Moira begged.
"Imagine my joy at learning that Thea is my daughter." Malcolm finished as Moira paled.
Before you start thinking that, Zehra's not becoming the Felicity here. In comic books, she and Oliver were briefly in a relationship but here, they're gonna be on a more friendly basis and she'll be his ally at QC.
So, what do you guys think about it?
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