Hey guys! So I've decided to try to update once a week. I think that that's probably the best I can do considering school is starting up. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

The Arrow fired his first shot right into Walter Black's kneecap. Not even a moment passed before gunfire rang out. The Arrow and Arsenal fired more arrows, all meant to incapacitate but not to kill. Meanwhile, Katana used her swords to deflect the bullets fired towards them. Some she fired into walls and floors, others went into the non-vital parts of the men who fired them. She moved quickly, twirling and swinging her katanas and hardly a bullet made it past her.

Just as things were looking like they were leaning in Team Arrow's favor, The Katana saw a bullet headed straight towards her. She raised her sword to deflect it, aiming for the shoulder of one of the gang. But she missed.

Alex dropped her swords, looking on in horror as the bullet went into the head of the man next to the one she aimed for. He fell to the ground and Alex knew that he was dead.

That she had killed him.

Bullets whizzed past her, but she was oblivious. Alex only faintly heard The Arrow roaring "Get her out of here!" before she blacked out.

"Back up!" Alex heard Roy's worry-filled voice as she regained consciousness. She opened her eyes and saw him leaning over her. They were back in the Arrow Cave.

"Hey," he said, looking at her with concern.

Alex didn't respond. Instead, she glanced around dizzily and saw that Felicity, Thea, and Diggle were also surrounding her. She sat up, still hardly able to breath.

What have I done, oh God what have I done? She thought. I killed him.

"I killed him," Alex whispered. Her world was crashing down.

Roy advanced towards her, deep sympathy in his eyes. "It wasn't your fault. I know you probably won't believe that but it was an accident."

"Accidents can still be someone's fault, Roy." Alex stared at the ground. "And this one was mine."

"Look at me, Al." Roy gently tilted Alex's head up so she was looking right at him.

"What am I doing, Roy?" Alex asked before he could speak again." I took a life. I was supposed to be saving people, helping them. Not hurting them."

"You are helping people. You did save lives tonight, even if it doesn't seem like it."

"Not just with the vigilante stuff, Roy. I mean, I was going to be a doctor for God's sake. I was always going to devote myself to healing people and now- what am I doing?"

Alex's eyes filled with tears. She regretted dropping out of college after the Undertaking. She regretted everything.

"Why can't things just be okay for once?" She asked no one in particular.

"They will be," Roy answered her. "I promise you, one day we'll make everything okay."

"How? How could anything possibly be okay? Thing we're going to be okay because I was going to be a doctor, and I was going to have money and I was going to be able to help my family. And now I'm a hopeless, family-less, murderer."

"You're not a murderer, Al. Don't you ever call yourself that. And you're not family-less. You have me."

"How can you still care about me after everything? Not just this, but everything I've put you through?"

"Because I love you," Roy said, for the first time. "And it's not conditional. Listen, I've loved you for a very, very long time. And I love every version of you. I love the Alex I first met in an alley who was so independent despite being scared, and I love the Alex who worked herself half to death to get a future for herself and her family, and I love the Alex who was so hurt she couldn't function, and I love the Alex who trained and trained in the hopes of someday being able to help someone again. And I just love you, always."

"I love you, too," Alex said, not knowing what else she could say. His speech had been so sincere and emotional that she was left a bit shocked.

"Come on, let's get you home."

They stood up and Alex realized that everyone else had left the room. She hadn't noticed them leaving.

One Alex had changed out of her suit, they exited the basement. Thea was sitting alone at the bar.

"Hey, Roy, can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked.

Alex wondered if Thea suspected what was going on between them. She wondered how much of their conversation Thea had heard. It wouldn't have surprised Alex if Thea had figured out what was going on. But neither she nor Roy cared much at the moment.

"No, Thea," he said, continuing to walk towards the door. "Not right now."

"You can talk to her," Alex said. "I'll wait."

"No, I'm getting you home." Roy opened the door and let Alex through. "I'll call you tomorrow, Thea."

Soon, they were standing in front of Roy's house. Alex was so exhausted that she hadn't even realized where they had been heading.

"What are we doing here?" She asked.

"You shouldn't be alone tonight," Roy told her. "Come on."

They walked into the house and Roy asked Alex if she thought she could eat anything.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Alex replied. She felt nauseous.

"Okay. Come on, I'm sleeping on the couch. You can take my bed," he said.

"Okay. Goodnight, Roy."

"Goodnight, Al. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Alex was about to enter the bedroom when she turned around suddenly.

"Roy?" She said, not entirely sure what she even wanted to tell him.

"Yeah?" He asked, turning towards her again.

"Thanks," she decided on saying.

"Any time," Roy replied sincerely.

With that, she slipped into the other room, sighing as she lied down and tried to get to sleep.

Thanks so much to Highlander348 for reviewing. They said:

Please update sooner! :)

Please show Alex doing her sword deflecting of the bullets fired at her in the next chapter! That will be so cool to see! Here is another suggestion for that scene! One of the thugs could have a sub machine gun and fire it at rapid speed at Katana! She can twirl her swords and deflect hundreds of bullets fired at her! :)

I finally did it! (Although I'm not sure if it was a very good description of the move.)

I love the suggestion and I'll probably use it later. I think the deflecting bullets move will become a signature move of sorts for her.