Title: Go Get Your Brother Love
Word: 2284
Pairing: Sara/Felicity/Diggle, Laurel/Oliver
Genre: Romance/Angst
Status: Done. Contemplating another chapter.

Summary:
Diggle needs a lawyer and Oliver thinks he got the best one in town for the wrong reasons and goes off on both of them.

"I need a lawyer," Diggle said to Laurel as he sat in the chair that was typically not reserved for guests, but colleagues.

Laurel smiled at him, "Well, you are indeed in the right place, Mr. Diggle. This is the courthouse. There are many lawyers," She told him.

"No," He said, firmly looking her in the eye, "I need you to be my lawyer. I know you're the best there is. And this needs to be won. Please, Laurel?" He asked.

She saw the desperation in him and she knew that she was going to help him. She closed the file she was working on and put her hands in front of her. "Well, you're going to need to start from the beginning if I'm gonna help you. No details left out,"

He nodded to her, "So my brother and I, we were both soldiers in Afghanistan. He was married when he went over and he had a kid. His now widowed wife has to raise this kid on her own and also has to find time to be an adult. And she married again and the man became his legal gaurdian..." He said through gritted teeth.

Laurel understood and let him continue through the story, writing down the facts as she heard them, making sure to keep up the important things. There was definitely they needed to do. This little boy was a puzzle piece for this stupid man who was trying to take him away from his mother. This man seemed not to care for the boy. "Well, Mr. Diggle, I will be in touch. I promise you, I will help you and Carly keep the boy in your loving and capable hands," She said as she gathered her paperwork. She put it in the crook of her arm and reached her other hand out for him to shake.

He shook his head and brought her into a hug. "You don't know how much this means to me, Laurel," She heard him whispered and she relaxed a little in his arms.

She took herself out of them, "I promise you, you'll keep that little boy if it's the last thing I do."

Diggle smiled as he left the office and went back to the Arrowcave beneath Verdant. Felicity looked to him and smiled. "You seem to be in a better mood than you were this morning," She said as he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Where the hell were you?" Oliver asked him with a stupid look on his face that indicated his anger.

Diggle rolled his eyes, "Look kid, I don't need this. I had some business I needed to take care of. Personal business." He said. He rolled his shoulders up and made himself look more intimidating.

"Diggle if your head isn't in the game, I don't need you here. I don't really care what your business but I need you to make sure you tell the rest of us when you can be accountable," Oliver yelled as he took out his bow.

Felicity looked and couldn't believe it, "You know, I think I'm gonna take Sara and we're gonna go get food." She told them. Neither of them really heard it.

"Food sounds good," Sara said to Felicity with a smile. She and Felicity went out and neither of the boys actually realized they had left.

John looked at Oliver with a fury, "You know kid, you have some real nerve telling me my head needs to be in the game. How many times have you gotten me or Sara almost killed because your head was out of the game?" He asked with venom. "And last time I checked, going to the fucking courthouse before vigilante business didn't kill anyone."

"Why were you at the courthouse?" Oliver asked him.

It was one too many. "Because I needed a lawyer. And I happened to know one at least by acquaintance."

"No," Oliver said. "No. No. No. No. You can't Diggle. That is the last thing I needed."

He sort of laughed at Oliver's predicament. "Well, I'm sorry that you feel that way, but Laurel is the best damn lawyer in the city and I need that. I wouldn't do this if it wasn't important."

Oliver got his suit jacket and went up the stairs and tried to speed past Thea, "Whoa, there cowboy, haven't seen you move that fast since Laurel tried to get you to commit," She said with a bit of a smile. His face didn't change from the stony look he showed originally, "Ollie, are you okay?" She asked.

"I'll be fine," He promised through gritted teeth, "But I need to speak to Laurel as a matter of fact," He said, trying to make her give him leave.

She quirked her eyebrow up at him. "Yeah, well go easy on her, Ollie. Laurel's doing really well. And you shouldn't be interfering with her progress too much," She told him.

"Will do," Oliver said. He got in the car and sped his way to the courthouse where Laurel would no doubt still be.

He marched into her office, "Dinah Laurel Lance," He yelled.

She was with clients. "Will you excuse me for a minute?" She asked the elderly couple who looked confused but nodded. She took Oliver by the bicep and out of earshot, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Laurel. You really poaching people from my team for clients?" He asked with a look of disgust.

She smiled. Laughed a little even. "Oh boy, Oliver, that is the most ridiculous thing you've said to me. And that includes the time when you suggested a foursome with Tommy and Scarlett Johansson. You think I need clients from your team? Diggle came to me. Maybe because I'm the best lawyer in the city. So if you're done, I need to get back to my clients." She told him as she strutted away from him.

He couldn't leave well enough alone. "You know, you didn't have to take on him as a client."

"Oh, god, Ollie, stop acting like a jealous lover." She whispered to him. "I took him on as a client because the case would be interesting to have on my resume and because I'm fighting for justice." She growled at him and he took a step back. "Do you even know what his case is about?" She asked him.

"Well," Oliver said, clearly defeated. "No, not exactly, but-"

Laurel put her index fingers on his lips and smiled. "Well, then you are being a shitty friend on two accounts. Ask him what it's about. And try not to intimidate me Oliver. You know it doesn't work." She told him. "Be my friend and trust me that this isn't about you."

She went back to her office and he numbly went out. Maybe he figured it all wrong. It wasn't about her and Diggle having some kind of connection, but literally was about him needing a good lawyer for something. Maybe he was overreacting.

He went in the back way and looked to see Felicity and Sara smiling and laughing over fries and Diggle at the salmon ladder. He went over and stood beside it for awhile. He looked up and asked, "Can we talk?"

John got down and wiped his face, "What do you want?" He asked, not really in the mood for another fight.

Oliver sighed deeply, the lines in his face deepening a little, "I maybe overreacted just a little bit earlier. I just, with Laurel, I get crazy," He told Diggle who quirked his eyebrow and smiled as he gripped an ice cold bottle of water that was sweating. "What's your case about?"

"An ex of Carly's is claiming that she can't take care of her son very well because he doesn't have good male role models in his life. And I needed Laurel to help show that I was a good one and that Carly was perfectly taken care of." He said, looking at the concrete ground. They certainly didn't live in the nicest place, but it was home.

Oliver sat down on the shiny industrial metal table. He knew what this meant. For Diggle, family was everything. He didn't have much of it, but when he did, he fought for them like they were the most precious stone, like he fought to avenge his father. "So this is just about Carly and her kid?" He asked.

Diggle nodded, "It's all about Carly and her son. I want to keep them safe." He told Oliver. He picked himself and looked over at Felicity and Sara, "Besides, I already have a Lance and the hot IT girl." He said with a shit eating grin.

"Both?" Oliver asked as he looked back at them and Sara and Felicity waved at the both of them.

Diggle nodded. "Both. I could take all of the girls, but I figured Billionaire playboy Oliver Queen should have at least one girl that he can get." He shook his head as he patted the man's shoulder and went back to his ladies.

"No arrow business tonight," He told them all. "I have something I need to do on my own." He said as he went back out.

"More like someone to do," Sara said.

Oliver peeked his head back in, "I heard that."

"Good one, baby," Felicity complimented as she gave her girlfriend a kiss.

Oliver drove back to the courthouse, now that it would have been long since abandoned by clients and people who actually needed legal advice and would just be left with the lawyers that remained working on how they were gonna get something won.

He came in and leaned in the doorway of her office. It had a nice glass divider and her degrees on the walls. It had all of her law books in a custom built in on one side and she had nice plush burgundy chairs sitting across from her desk which was lightly littered with photographs, one of her and him at the theme park with the biggest smiles, which he smiled at, and another of himself and tommy, giving her pecks on both of her cheeks. She was always the queen of their everything. "Do you want something or are you just here to yell again?" She asked him with an eyebrow raised and and her pen working across the page in a scrawling script.

He laughed a little, "I overreacted. I had this stupid idea that it was about about you and me. I guess that was more than stupid," He said as he looked at his expensive designer shoes.

"I'm guessing he told you what his case was about about," Laurel smiled to her paperwork.

He chuckled, "Yeah, he told me you're helping with Carly and the kid. Thank you by the way. I know he loves them." He told her as he crossed his arms and relaxed a little.

"Are you gonna apologize for earlier?" She asked him.

He sighed. He deserved that. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry for embarrassing you in front of clients. I just thought. You and Diggle, that it might become a thing. And that made me feel really weird."

She looked up and smiled as she crossed her arms. "You think Diggle would hire me as a lawyer with my expensive fee because he wanted to date me? I mean I've heard of a lot of really excessive ways to use money. I grew up around you and Tommy, but don't even you think that's a little bit ridiculous?" She asked him as she brushed his cheek with the backs of her fingers, gentle, almost as if it weren't there, a ghost brushing him.

He cringed. It sounded bad when she said it like that. "It was stupid. But admittedly not the stupidest idea I have ever had," He told her as he shut his eyes and she shook her head against his chest.

"You are a stupid man, sometimes. I can't believe I love you," She told him as she leaned into him.

He opened his eyes and looked down at her, "You mean that?" He asked her quietly, because he needed that desperately. He didn't really notice how much he needed it till now.

"Yeah," She nodded into his chest. "I love you. Please be my friend, first though. I missed that so much."

He nodded and as he wrapped himself around her. "I promise we can take this as slow or as fast as you want. If you want to start with friends, I can deal with that." He told her with a stupid grin on his face.

"What made you think that he wasn't trying to get into my pants anymore? Because it clearly wasn't me?" She asked him, looking at him with those big doe eyes of hers.

He laughed. She'd never believe it. "Well, it seems like Diggle is getting more action than me. He, Sara, and Felicity are all dating each other." He couldn't believe it himself, but the look of shock on Laurel's face almost surpassed what he felt about it.

"You're kidding," Laurel squealed.

He shook his head, "Nope, completely not. They're dating each other," He said with a smile and looked down to her, "Is there something you'd like to do, since we're friends?" He asked her.

"You know, I think there's a new movie with Scarlett Johansson in it," She said, looking up to him and laughing. "I'm down if you are,"

"I'm down," He said, taking her hand as they walked out of her office and she locked it.