A Blonde

and a Russian

Step into a Precinct

Disclaimer: As always, I own nothing but the idea you see within this story.

Summary: Oliver managed to persuade Sara to go and join Anatoli on the Submarine in order to get home.

As she and Anatoli walked into the precinct she hadn't seen in 2 years. She was feeling understandably nervous as she was about to be re-united with her father for the first time. She had a feeling he'd be as happy as can be of her return, but she wasn't quite sure how Laurel would handle it. And hoped her sister wouldn't be here as well. As she passed by many of those working there, things gradually quieted down as they all were shocked once they realized who she was. And it made them wonder if the Playboy of the Queen family was with her, and if so was he already going home? Something they were likely to be find out pretty soon either way they were sure of. She could easily her the voice of her dad as he argued about something with his long time partner Hilton.

Hilton himself had been about to respond as they were walking towards whatever destination they had in mind when he spotted the girl. "My God." He muttered somewhat quietly in shock and surprise.

Lance looked at him in confusion before turning back to fully face the direction he was going in when he received a most welcome shock. "S-Sara!?" He could hardly believe what was right in front of him! His babygirl was right here! And he was pretty damn sure he wasn't dreaming or drinking either.

"Daddy!" The girl called out with tears in her eyes and rushed to hug him.

Anatoli stayed right where he was, close to tears himself though he would forever deny that. The re-united father and daughter hugged one another tightly as possible. And for Detective Quentin Lance, the dark hole in his life was finally being filled with light again with the return of his baby girl. "Oh baby, I can't believe it!" The joy was evident to all who could hear him and nobody needed to know that the man was crying too.

Sara laughed a little. "Believe it daddy, I'm home!"

After a few minutes of hugging, he pulled away a little to get a good look at his daughter while still having his hands on her arms. Almost as if he were afraid to let go and it all be a cruel dream in the end. "Thank God you're home sweety, Thank God." He murmured.

Anatoli sniffed, trying hard not to bawl himself. "I am Russian, we do not cry!" His words caused Lance to look past his daughter in confusion.

"Who's this guy? And for that matter, where's that Queen punk at?" He asked his daughter in a slightly gruff way. As he seriously had a thing or two to say to that punk.

Sara looked at her father for a moment, biting her lip before saying anything. "This is, This is Anatoli. He's a good friend I met when I was gone and its thanks to him that I'm home again."

Quentin pulled her to his side and offered his hand out to the man. "I owe you a huge debt then for bringing my daughter home to me."

Anatoli shook the man's hand with a smile on his hairy face. "No worries! I am happy to bring home Scary Girl. Is least I could do after all, as I know she would have done same for me if not have been for Amazo." He shuddered, that place was worse then a certain prison in Russia!

Quentin wondered just why this man would call his daughter a scary girl, but figured he would find out later. He also started to wonder about this whole Amazo business, but wanted to save that for later.

"As for Ollie..." Sara started but then stopped. But it was enough for Quentin to get the picture.

"Oh." Was all he could say, he knew this was going to hurt the Queen family even more but they had to know.

Sara nodded. "Yeah... If it wasn't for him persuading me to get on the Sub with Anatoli I probably would have gone down with the Amazo too." New tears were threatening to fall from her eyes as she thought of the likelyhood of Ollie being dead.

Quentin sucked in a breath at that idea. He wanted to ask, but then at the same time didn't think it would be a good idea. Anatoli however answered his unasked question.

"Amazo is freighter, I was prisoner there and nearly expirimented on by insane fool. Olleever made promise to free me and kept promise." He still had every intention of teaching the boy Russian, along with other things if he was still alive. And he certainly hoped he was.

Quentin couldn't quite believe the idea of the Playboy doing something like that. And it must have been clear to see in his face because Sara started to speak again. "Ollie changed a lot daddy. He's not like he used to be anymore, that island made sure of it." She told him with a quiet certainty.

"So he's still on that boat then?"

"If Slade didn't kill him and then managed to escape before it sank. Otherwise those two could be sharing a watery grave together." Sara's voice wavered as she told her father that. But hoping Ollie had luck on his side for all of that.

Quentin closed his eyes at that, he may have been pissed with the Queen punk. But he didn't want him dead. "You wanna go see the Queens first before visiting your sister and your mother?" He asked reasonably, as he figured it would likely be what she wants to do first. He hoped having her back would help heal the growing fracture in the family. But something in his gut told him it may already be too late.

"Y-yeah, I think that would be best actually. They at least deserve to know what happened."

Quentin nodded at that. "Alright, lets head out then." And the two started to walk towards the front entrance.

"You comin' Anatoli?" Sara asked as she got near him.

"Oh yes, will be interesting to meet Olleever's family. They will know his great tale." The Russian promised as he walked away with them.

Author's Notes: And there ya have it folks for another Possibilities addition! And yes, I am willing to take suggestions for future possibility chapters. R and R!