Here's another bonus! I may also turn this one into a one-shot so beware! Just Kidding. I'm serious about the one-shot thing though, I don't know when, but I may do one. So this is the last chapter till the finale! You excited! Right now I'm having like a mini party on my own, you know like a season finale premiere! I'm very weird that way! Anyway, hope you like this other bonus I made, LIKE IT OR LOVE IT! Or not...;) I love this pairing and always will...

Chapter 22: Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance

1 month after the incident...

"Yep, that's it right there...oh! you missed a spot over there, and over there. Oh there's a little water right there..." Dinah kept instructing Oliver, who was currently on his hands and knees wiping Dinah's precious kitchen floor. Her apartment was quite clean now, at least it looked that way. He had vacuumed, dusted, cleaned off tables and couches, cleaned the oven and the rest of the kitchen, the bathroom, which was way cleaner than his anytime, and ever Dinah's bedroom! "Okay, you can have 10 minutes off then we clean my closet!" By 'we' she meant Oliver. Why don't we go back to where this whole thing started...

"Dinah! Wait up!" Dinah stopped and turned around to see Oliver gasping for air near her feet. She laughed internally, seeing that Oliver was not as strong as her.

"Can I help you Oliver?" She asked him curiously. Help held up his first finger, noting that he needed a minute to catch his breathe. He coughed a few times in the cold.

"Yeah, I wanted to thank you for saving my life just about..." He looked at his watch, then back up to Dinah," an hour ago. Can I do anything to repay you for my life. I mean money, wealth, money, jewelry, money, dresses..."

Dinah stopped him with a question, "Anything?" She asked.

"Anything." He replied. She smiled evilly, but he didn't notice.

"Why don't I buy you dinner, and then I'll tell you what I want?" She asked him already heading towards the nearest cafe.

"Sure, why not?" Oliver said following Dinah. He did not know what was coming...at all...

"Times up!" Dinah told Oliver. Oliver sighed and got up from the couch and followed Dinah into her room.

"Over here," Dinah motioned Oliver over to her closet. She handed him five filled garbage sacks that were really light to be garbage. He opened the bags to see all of them filled with shoe boxes. Empty shoe boxes. Oliver gulped as Dinah handed over a set of fins, you know the ones you wear in water. "You might need these too," She said as she handed Oliver a snorkeling mask.

Dinah left the room, and Oliver was left at the base of her closet. It may have been closed, but Oliver's imagination couldn't even imagine what was in there.

Oliver quickly put on the fins and snorkeling mask, just to be on the safe side, and opened the closet door. When coming to Dinah's closet there is never a safe side. An avalanche of shoes and bits of clothing tumbled on top of him. He was buried head to toe in clothing and shoes. He sighed in the pile he was stuck in.

"I'm gonna need those boxes."

How did you like that one? Personally I think this one was better than the last one. Do you think I should make this one into one-shot? Tell me! Next chapter is the finale! Yeah! Can't wait!:)