Triumphant Moira,
Busted Oliver!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the general idea you see within this one shot. And I have kindleflame5 to thank for this idea! Takes place during season 1 after Tommy finds out. Who isn't being a complete moron over the whole thing after Oliver sat him down and had a good long talk with him.
Summary: Moira, fed up with not knowing what her son is up too. Hires a private investigator to find out just what exactly her son is doing.
For months now Moira was often finding herself wondering what the hell her son was up too when he disappeared for hours on end. On occasion even coming home with a scrape or two on his face or some injury and giving some horrible lie about what caused it. And to her annoyance, it seemed he got Mr. Diggle in on the act as well. It seemed Thomas was somehow part of it now judging by the looks of things. So Moira finally did what she should have done awhile ago. And that is hire a private investigator. So far, what the man had uncovered and brought to her attention worried her. Such as how in the absolute hell her son had come to know the Bratva for one. There were other things as well, but a basement that was only entered by way of a password entered into a keypad at the club her son was opening was something that had her damn curious. She often wondered if he was hiding something for the Bratva or perhaps was doing something worse then that.
The scenarios often kept her up at night, adding on to her already high stress levels over Walter being a 'guest' of Malcolm's. The investigator had told her that the password to the basement seemed to change every 2 or 3 days. And so if she wanted to get to the bottom of it all, she'd best use the latest password he managed to write down before it was changed again. Which was another thing that had her pretty curious about why her son would go to all that trouble. And now, standing in the very basement her son seemed to frequent and with the lights on to show her everything there was to know. She was caught between the feelings of horrirfied and pride. Horror cause of the fact that her son is apparently the green clad vigilante known as the Hood and had already crossed paths once with Malcolm's enforcer. Pride because of what he was willing to do and over how he'd manage to walk away from that encounter with the enforcer.
Of course anger was also swelling up in her too for all the lies and the secrets her son had covered himself in. Knowing all this, she felt it was high time he had a damn good talking too and hopefully get him to stop. And maybe let someone else do the work as it was no place for her son. Who in her view should be as far from this sort of thing as possible. Especially where Malcolm was concerned. Though something told her he wouldn't stop doing this and there was no way in hell she was going to report her own son to the police. That sort of attention would not be wise! Nor does family rat one another out either. Her attention was soon grabbed by the sounds of steps coming down the stairs, along with loud voices that seemed to be arguing over something. She quickly went to hide so as not to be immediately caught.
"And I'm telling you Tommy, the astronuat is clearly the winner in this situation! The cave man is just simply no match for him!" Really!? Her son and Thomas were arguing about that!?
She could hear young Thomas scoff at her son's words. "And I'm tellin' you buddy, the astronaut is a gonner once the cave man gets him good with his club!" Oh how she had to resist rolling her eyes at this.
It was to her surprise that Mr. Diggle then got involved. "Hah, you two seem to be forgetting one simple fact here." Oh dear, it seemed those two had rubbed off on the man if he was getting involved in these sorts of arguments!
From her spot, she could see the two staring at the bodyguard with curious expressions on their faces. "Ooh! Dig's gonna school you two!" Now just who is this girl and what does she have to do with this!?
She could see the rather smug look on the older man's face too after that remark. "Alright then, tell us O Wise One." Tommy told him challengingly.
Something Diggle took on very willingly. "While the astronaut may be able to take the cave man more then what the cave man could, the well trained soldier would be able to take both out of the equation." He finished smugly with a smirk seen on his face.
"Yep, schooled!" The girl called out excitedly. Causing Oliver and Tommy to groan at the unexpected loss they just suffered.
"Sorry you two, but its a basic fact of life." Oliver just rolled his eyes good naturedly at the girl's words.
It was then that Moira decided that enough was enough and came out from where she had hidden. Diggle had been the first to notice and his eyes went wide, the girl in question noticed this and turned towards where he had been looking and she also got the wide eyed look. Tommy did the same thing and came to the same conclusion as everyone else. Only he verbalized it as well. "Oh."
Oliver found himself very curious as to what the heck was going on with his team/friends and looked to where they seemed to be looking. The sight of his mother made him pale a great deal as she definitely should NOT be down here! She arched an eyebrow at him as she crossed her arms and tapped her foot. After several minutes of complete silence save for any noises the basement was making, Moira finally spoke in a clearly very unhappy tone. "Well young man? You have something to tell me?"
Her son could only gape like a fish as he was pretty much in shock, pretty much the same for everybody else. "Ohhh... We are SO busted." Okay, so maybe not everybody was stunned into silence.
Moira just turned her gaze to the girl, causing the blonde to look sheepish at what she'd said once she realized she'd spoken out loud. All in all, Moira was going to give that Private Investigator a damn good extra bonus as soon as she could. Once she gave her son and his friends the riot act of course.
Author's Notes: Hope all enjoyed this one! And again, special thanks to kindleflame5!