Triumphant Moira,

Busted Oliver!

Part 2

Disclaimer: I own nothing but what you see here! A follow up to chapter 13!

Summary: Oliver's unsure of what to say exactly at first now that his mother has found the basement!

The silence went on for several more minutes as the foursome looked unsure of what to say or do and Moira was rapidly growing tired of it. "Well? I'm waiting everyone."

"Uhh, I think I'm just gonna… You know, go. Yeah, I think that's for the best." Spoke up Tommy quickly and made to try and go back up the stairs but Moira stopped him.

"Thomas Merlyn! Stop right where you are this instance!"

Tommy immediately froze in his tracks like he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. God knows it'd been a long while since he heard that kind of tone from his second mother! And if he was honest, he'd been hoping to never hear it again cause that kind of tone never meant anything good! Turning around, he got a smile on his face and immediately came to Moira. "Mrs. Queen, you are looking quite gorgeous today!" Complimented the young man and tried to hug her only to take a step back when she gave him a glare.

"Flattery will get you no where with me Thomas." Warned the woman and he gulped, nodded and stepped back further.

"Right, I'll uhh.. Go play on the computers or somethin'."

"My babies aren't used for that Merlyn!" Called out Felicity with a glare directed at Tommy.

"And just what are they used for Miss…?"

Felicity froze as she realized the position she put herself in and a glance at Digg told her he was trying to hide a smile from the whole thing. Looking towards Oliver's mother, she wasn't quite sure of what to say but it seemed her mouth was deciding it for her! "Smoak, Felicity Smoak. And umm.. Well they aren't used for anything bad! Like porn or anything illegal like that! They are used for other stuff, very and I mean very, very important stuff. Stuff so important you probably don't even wantt to know about it. Yep, that's pretty much it."

A clearing of the throat from Oliver got her to stop talking and she sent him a grateful look. Heck she was just glad her lack of brain to mouth filter hadn't mentioned she works for Queen Consolidated! That probably wouldn't have done much of any kind of good! No sir! Oliver then decided to step towards his mother with an unreadable expression on his face. "Mom, why and how are you here?" Softly asked the man.

Looking at him for a moment, Moira decided to speak up rather then prolong things any further then they needed to be. "I believe I should be the one asking questions Oliver. Not the other way around. And please, don't feed me any lies."

The warning was clear in her words as she wasn't about to hear him speak lies. "First, answer my questions then I'll answer yours."

Digg, Tommy, and Felicity were all surprised by that and Moira could easily see it on their faces. Leading to her thinking that even with them he's not as informative as some of them would like for him to be! Letting out an annoyed sigh as she knew how her son could get and who knows how worse that had gotten while he'd been on that horrible island, she began to speak once more. "Fine, I hired a private investigator to follow you around. He can be trusted not to reveal anything so you needn't worry about that. And before you say anything, please remember I did this because I was worried about you. And I've had good reason to be worried when I see you limping or walking about with scrapes and bruises on you. The fact you seem to be in talks with the Bratva of all things worried me even further! Not to mention this basement under the Foundry!"

"Dude! You're what!?" Oh, well it seems that Thomas wasn't aware of that either!

Oliver closed his eyes as he let out a sigh before looking to his best friend and brother in all but blood. "I'll explain later alright? But just know it relates to my time on the island."

Well that certainly gave her more questions! Tommy looked unsure but gave a nod as he knew he could trust Ollie. But to be involved with people like that was freaking insane! Hell, it made him wonder if that's one of the other many reasons he suits up and goes out at night as the Hood! "So please, sweetheart, explain all this to me! How… How can you be the Hood!? What could possibly drive you to doing such an insane thing!? Do you know how it makes me feel now that I know all this!?"

Moira honestly had been expecting him to look down him shame and guilt but to her surprise he didn't. Though she could see a small amount of guilt in his eyes. "This is exactly why I didn't want you knowing. I NEVER wanted you or even Thea to know!"

"But you clearly allowed these three with you to know!"

A sigh escaped Oliver after that. "Certain circumstances were involved in each of them knowing." Explained her son but at the same time not explaining anything at all.

His mother gave him an expectant look until she realized that was all he was going to confess. Which honestly annoyed her somewhat! She watched as he stepped away and then brought out the munitions trunk he'd brung home with him from the island and set it up on a table. "I made a promise to dad that I would right his wrongs." Began her son softly and shocking her in the process.

Not to mention horrifying her a little as there was no way Malcolm could learn of it! As he would surely finish what he started sometime ago that night with the hostages! Moira watched as he then turned around with what a very familiar hood in his hands that he seemed to have a great amount of respect for judging by the way he held it. "This hood belonged to two individuals who helped me to survive on that island. I wear it as a way to honor their memory as I go about my Crusade. I know you probably want me to stop and find someone else to do it but I won't. I can't. I made a promise to dad before he died and I will see it through til its end. However long it takes to end."

The conviction in his tone greatly shocked the woman and it was enough to bring tears to her eyes. She was greatly surprised next when she found herself in a hug by him with her face buried into his chest as she cried her eyes out. Her worries and fears so great for him. "You can trust us to have his back ma'am." Called out Mr. Diggle at one point and she felt grateful in that moment that her beautiful boy had such good support like that. Though once she calmed down she would heavily attempt to convince her son to allow another to honor his father's promise. As she just couldn't stand by and see her son dead cause of a promise!

Author's Notes: I may or may not add another part to this in the future. Though I think we can all agree with the fact her future argument is gonna fail big time. R and R!