"Wait, what do you mean it's Roy? How did they even find him when we didn't even know where he was or what name he was going under." John asked as Oliver looked at Thea.

"Did you know?" Oliver asked her, since if anyone would have kept in touch with Roy, it would've been Thea.

"No, I wasn't even able to get ahold of him your's and Felicity's wedding reception." Thea said.

"Speaking of Felicity, why haven't I seen her since I got back?" Laurel asked.

"Felicity is dead. She was killed last week actually. Quentin, can you please bring her up to speed? We need to get back on topic." Oliver said and John nodded.

"Doesn't matter how they did it. They did. Now we have to figure out what to do next." John said.

"He's definitely not cooperating voluntarily." Thea said.

"Agreed. But still, we need to know what Roy intends to say in court, which means we need to know where he is right now." Oliver said.

"I'll contact Lyla, see if Argus can help narrow down the search." John said and Oliver nodded.

"What about Alena? With Felicity gone we could really use a new Overwatch." Thea said.

"Last time I handed off the mantle of a member of my team, it turned out to be a huge mistake. Though I agree with you that we need to bring Alena in, she is not Overwatch." Oliver said and Thea nodded.

By the time Oliver, John, Thea and some girl Laurel had never seen before entered the bunker, her father had brought her up date on everything that happened with the team, including Oliver trying to keep his promise to her and not letting her be the last Canary, though that plan failed, since it seems like the only thing Laurel's successor had in common with her was her first name.

"We know where Roy is." John said.

"Where is he?" Quentin asked.

"Well, Oliver was in the mood for some witness tampering and after doing some digging, I think I have a line on where the DA is holding Roy. They've rented out several rooms of the top floor of a hotel downtown." Alena said.

"Hotel-easily guarded position with lots of civilians. We break in, get spotted, Oliver, we make their case for them." John pointed out.

"Guys, if Ollie is right and Roy is in trouble with Diaz or Anatoly, we need to be protecting him." Thea insisted and Laurel was very much in agreement.

"So we wait until dark to do recon and then find possible points of entry." Oliver said.

"And I'm assuming that you only mean you and I?" John asked before Laurel could say anything.

"Correct. We don't need anymore for recon." Oliver said as he walked away and Laurel followed him.

"Ollie, I should be out there with you." Laurel said.

"No Laurel, the last thing you need right now is to be in the field after escaping from 2 years of captivity and recovering from a gunshot wound. Once you're cleared by doctors, then we can talk, but for now, the answer is no." Oliver said.

"And what about you?" Laurel asked.

"What about me?" Oliver asked.

"My dad told me that you handed off the hood to John for a brief period of time." Laurel said.

"I did that for my son, who was worried about losing me and becoming an orphan. Fears that have only been reignited since Felicity was killed." Oliver said.

"So, I'm guessing that he doesn't know you're down here right now?" Laurel asked.

"No, he does. He's not happy about it, but he knows. And I promised him that once we finish up with Diaz and Anatoly, that I will hang up the hood permanently." Oliver said.

"And how long do you expect that to last?" Laurel asked with a smile.

"Excuse me?" Oliver asked.

"Ollie, I get that you want to be there for your son, but you can't just stop being the Green Arrow, that's not choice you get to make." Laurel said.

"Yes it is Laurel. And besides, John is getting impatient with me giving him back the hood." Oliver said.

"Then why haven't you? He's been good for nearly 2 months now and yes he'd be outnumbered, but he's qualified to start wearing the hood again, and yet you hold onto it. That says something." Laurel said.

"Says what?" Oliver asked.

"That you don't want to give up the hood. And even if you say otherwise, I know it's a lie." Laurel said.

"Laurel, all John has ever wanted is to be the Green Arrow." Oliver said.

"And I get that, but Ollie, this city doesn't just need a Green Arrow, it needs the Green Arrow to be you. Not John, you." Laurel said.

"What do you mean?" Oliver asked, confused.

"To John, the Green Arrow is a hood, a mantle. That's all it is to him." Laurel said.

"So?" Oliver asked.

"So, to you, that hood is not just a hood. It represents everything that you have gone through over the past 11 years, all the things you've done, both bad and good, all the decisions and sacrifices you've made, the Green Arrow, that hood, that mantle, represents all of that. Whether you like it or not Oliver, the Green Arrow is not a suit or a mantle. It's a part of your identity. A part of what makes you who you are. You can't reject that." Laurel told him passionately.

"How is it that you can see things about people that they can't even see in themselves." Oliver asked as he realized that everything she'd just said was true. It wasn't that he didn't want to hand off being the Green Arrow. It's that he can't. No matter how hard he tries, he will never be free of that hood because the Green arrow is just who he is.

"I guess you could say that's my superpower." Laurel said, though she silently thought or at least one of them, wondering how she was going to tell the others about her new ability.

"Oliver, you ready to go man?" John asked, snapping them out of it as Oliver nodded.

"Yeah, just give me a minute." Oliver said as he went to change.