The following weekend was Felicity's funeral. Standing in Star City cemetery were Oliver, William, John, Thea, Laurel, Quentin, Donna, Noah, Alena, Barry, Iris, Cisco, Caitlin, Harry, Sara, Ray, Jax, Zari, Wally, Nate, Amaya and some of Felicity's other friends. Roy was watching from a distance, since he was still a wanted man.

After doing a prayer with a rabbi, Oliver was asked to come forward, as he was Felicity's widower and the one who'd known her best.

"Thank you all for coming. Felicity Smoak was a great woman who in her short lifetime faced many challenges. But she always came through the other side better than ever. No matter what issue she faced, from losing her father at age 7, to struggling to make enough money to go to college, to even losing her ability to walk a few years ago, Felicity always found a way to keep going. She was an inspiration to me that even when things looked their darkest, to find a light in it. She was a good woman and an even better life partner. I know for a fact that my life will be a lot quieter now that she's gone." Oliver said as everyone put their heads down in remembrance.

After Felicity's coffin was lowered into the grave, Oliver was the first to place some dirt on it.

"I hope you finally find peace Felicity. And I'm sorry, if I'd never brought you into this, you might still be here now." Oliver said as he then handed the shovel off to Donna.


That night at the wake, while everyone was talking, Quentin decided to go to speak to Donna, since he was the only one who had any real experience in going through what she was right now, since he'd gone through it 3 times now.

"Donna, I'm so sorry for your loss." Quentin said as he walked up to his ex.

"Thank you Quentin. God, I never realized how hard this would be." Donna said.

"Yeah, I remember thinking that same thing." Quentin said.

"How did you do it? Learn to deal with that sort of pain?" Donna asked.

"I wish I could tell you that it's easy, but in the end, the only thing that really helps is time. I just hope that you take the grief better than I did." Quentin said.

"I remember how you got after Laurel died. I tried to help you, but in the end, you just pushed me away and turned back to booze." Donna said.

"Yeah well, considering how I handled Sara's deaths, that was an upgrade. Not only did I turn to booze, I also ended up blaming Oliver for something that wasn't even his fault. At least the second time." Quentin said as his daughters walked up to him.

"And it wasn't his fault the first time either dad. I was the one who made the choice to get on the Gambit. Ollie didn't force me." Sara said as she then hugged her father.

"Hey, how was the reunion?" Quentin asked.

"Well, once I was sure she was real, I broke down into tears of joy, despite that this is a funeral." Sara said and Donna just smiled.

"It's okay, I don't think Felicity would have minded you showing some relief that your sister was alive." Donna assured her.

"Anyways, since I've gone through this routine 3 times now, I thought that maybe I should try to give Donna some comfort." Quentin said, looking at his daughters.

"Hey, we're trying to make sure you don't have to go through it a fourth time." Laurel said.

"Good, because I don't think I can handle going through that again." Quentin said.

"Anyways, Donna, are you staying in town for a few days?" Laurel asked.

"Yeah, Oliver's offered to let me stay here." Donna confirmed before she looked at Quentin.

"Well, I hate to cut this short, but I need to go make sure that Felicity's father doesn't add murder to his list of felonies." Donna said as she walked away.

"Dad, are you sure you're okay?" Laurel asked, since her father had tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, it's just, even though I know it's been a week since you came back, I still can't help feeling relieved, since one of the reasons why I took your death even worse than I did Sara's is because I felt like I finally had something in common with Thea's father." Quentin said.

"Dad, you are nothing like Merlyn." Sara said.

"Maybe, maybe not, but one thing we had in common was that Merlyn was responsible for the death of his child and I felt responsible for the death of mine." Quentin said.

"Dad, it wasn't your fault. Darhk would have gone after me regardless because of my activities as the Black Canary." Laurel tried to tell her father.

"And besides, neither of us are dead anymore. We're here." Sara pointed out.

"I know and I could not be happier about that." Quentin said.

"Do you have any idea why you didn't know about me sooner? Seems like it's something time travelers would know." Laurel asked Sara, who shrugged.

"No idea, but I am trying to figure it out. Hopefully, I can get some answers from Darhk the next time we lock horns." Sara said.

"What do you mean?" Quentin asked.

"Darhk is alive again." Sara admitted.

"What?" Laurel asked.

"Apparently when Oliver killed him, he forgot to take Darhk's daughter into consideration as Nora was brought into a cult that worshipped a demon that gave her the power to raise her father from the dead." Sara said.

"Of course she did." Laurel said, knowing that Oliver would not take that news well.