Moira's Unexpected Gift
Disclaimer: This is my take on the whole hit to the head results in psychic powers/visions of the future cliché. Set during Oliver's second year believed dead. And to a guest, isn't Wally in the comics about the only Speedster to use his connection with the Speed Force to make stuff with like his suit? Which, I can see where you're going with that regardless.
Summary: An accidental hit to the head results in a strange new gift for Moira Queen.
For several days, Moira Dearden Queen had been on bedrest after an unfortunate and accidental hit to the head due to bad timing. Bad timing in her having to bend over to pick up something just as a construction worker was unloading a 2x4 that hit her in the head pretty hard. Thea had been practically freaked out and barely left her side since it had happened and Moira was thankful Malcolm had yet to show up. As she was quite certain he would use her injury to his advantage in some way. And though there was tension between the Queens and the Lances, Moira was appreciative of the fact Laurel was willing to come and check on her when she was able to do so. Young Thomas had even kept her company here and there, much like Walter Steele did when he could. But all the time in bed recuperating had begun to wear thin on the older woman.
Especially when she wasn't allowed to get out of bed unless Raisa or someone else was there to help her do so! The fact it left her time to think and dwell on things was another aspect she was beginning to truly hate! It wasn't helping that on this particular day was killing her and she was quite close to getting out of the damnedable bed to get some blasted Aspirin instead of waiting on Raisa or someone else on the staff to do it. "Its times like this that having such a large home is a definite drawback." Muttered the Matriarch of the Queen family unhappily.
Another pulse of pain in her head caused her to wince and she finally had enough as she slowly got out of the bed. Christoph and I shall be discussing leaving the water and Aspirin out of my reach.
Why the man thought it was a good idea to leave those two things where she couldn't easily reach was beyond her! Unfortunately for her, she'd reach the end of her bed when she suddenly fell to her knees with a pained groan. The pain in her mind worsening even more until finally and mercifully, it stopped. "Remember, Kid, try not to screw this up." Came a voice that she didn't recognize one bit!
"Would you relax? My aim's pretty good these days." Came another voice that shouldn't have been possible!
Opening her eyes, Moira looked around the room, wondering if perhaps that hit to the head was somehow finally making her go insane. But then she chanced looking up and gasped at the sight of a black and white image of her son and some gruff looking man in some sort of uniform! "O-Oliver!?"
The gruff looking figure harrumphed and crossed his arms. "I will rub it in your face when you miss tonight's dinner and I am the one who ends up getting it instead."
She watched as Oliver just rolled his eyes at the other man's words and fired his arrow from his bow. Where he had gotten such things Moira did not know and wanted desperately to believe this was nothing more then a strange dream. The vision showed him hitting his target, said target being a rather large Boar as it made a loud squealing noise before it died. "And you thought I wouldn't be able to pull it off. If this was a bet you'd be so owing me right now." Her son said smugly as the other man rolled his eyes.
"Lucky shot, Kid. So don't get cocky!"
The strange sight then faded away, leaving Moira to shake her head over the whole thing. No, there's just no way that was real. My son is dead! No matter how much I wish otherwise!
She would see the Doctor as soon as possible just to ensure her mental health wasn't in some kind of danger!
Author's Notes: I know I could have instead had her see something that actually happened on the show but I figured why go directly for that? Especially when I can save it for a later time. R and R!