a/n:  DEAR GOD YOUR GIRL JUST COMMITTED TO A COLLEGE AND IM SPOOKED IM NOT READY TO BE AN ADULT YET

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"Look who finally decided to show up," I drawl, as Barry walks into the lab where I've been working for a solid five minutes.

But he doesn't need to know that.

Yes Barry glare at me I've totally been working here for the last hour like said I was.

Definitely.

"You can't say anything, because my dear Rani, I'm not technically late," He states, smiling.

"Well my dear Barry, you're not technically early either," I respond, imitating his tone and he spins my chair in retaliation.

"You're terrible." I laugh, trying to stop the spinning with minimal avail.

"I like to think I make things interesting." He counters.

"So did I miss anything important at your little coffee house meeting?" I ask and Barry shrugs.

"Well apparently the world is about to end," He jokes, getting started on some leftover tests my gaze quickly darts to him.

"WHAT?!"

Barry jumps, startled by my sudden outburst and he realizes his mistake. "OH-kay that was really bad wording, that was a joke because Oliver doesn't listen to anyone but Felicity." He says slowly, trying to hold in some laughter. "She somehow got him to agree to work with us."

"Oh. That would make a lot more sense." I say awkwardly and Barry does his best to hide his laughter.

"Sorry I made you think the world was actually ending." He says, a giggle slipping out of his mouth.

"You can never be too careful," I respond, starting to laugh myself. "Anything else?"

"Uhhh....not really, Iris did beat me up for not telling her I knew Oliver Queen."

"Oh I would have paid money to see the look on her face," I remark, focusing my attention back on my work.

"Uh huh, I wouldn't sound so snarky if I were you," Barry states. "Can I ask you something?"

"You just did," I respond, turning on my computer. "However I will entertain the idea of you asking another question."

"Do you have a three list?"

"...........Barry, I will fight you."

"Is Bucky Barnes on that three list?"

"ALRIGHT THAT'S IT!"

**ayyy time skip brought to you by Barry finding a homemade Captain America shield in Rani's apartment and not really knowing what to do next**

"Hey Rani, do you remember where I put the Casey analysis for Singh?" Barry asks and I glance up from my spot under the desk."

"Filing cabinet," I respond and bite back a laugh. "Other filing cabinet."

"Of course," He huffs and I laugh, turning back to the dismantled router beside me.

"Hey, Barr? Can you pass me some electrical tape?"

"Uhh....." Barry says, and I see him spin full circle from the corner of my eye.

"Utility bin, second drawer from the bottom!" I say and I hear a faint "ah-ha!" before the tape comes rolling to my feet.

"Thank you!!"

Barry chuckles going back to his work when he notices a phone buzz. Confused, he looks over and finds my phone unlocked on my desk.

"Ran, you've got a text message."

I frown, trying to remember if I forgot anything to no avail. "Can you check it for me?"

"Yeah sure," He says, opening Messages.

Barry stares at the screen confused and I awkwardly bump my head on the desk above as I try to stand up.

"Who was it?" I ask, pulling myself into a standing position, rubbing the now sore spot.

Barry giggles at my plight before handing me the phone. "Oliver, I think. Does he know his name in your phone is Ollie Dollie?"

"I think so," I shrug reading the message before packing up my stuff for the day and taking out my phone. "His sister Thea stole it at one point and changed it and I found the name a little too amusing to fix."

"Where are you going?"

I smirk, pinging Oliver's location. "My lunch break. I'll text you don't worry."

"People keep saying how I'm rubbing off on you," Barry mutters frustratedly at himself. "They clearly haven't compared you and Oliver yet."

"I heard that!"

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"You....know...you've....gotten....a lot better.....since.....we.....last fought," Oliver huffs, throwing punch after punch at me.

"I....could......" I respond, shrieking as I narrowly miss a blow to the head, trying to parry everything he throws at me. "Say....the...same....about you!"

From Oliver's location, I found my way back to a new warehouse where Oliver had stood waiting, the two of us antsy for a good sparring session. The only recent practice I've had is against a bag and it was starting to irritate me.

Punch. Block. Dodge. Everything moves in fluid motion when fighting, a reaction to an action and reaction to that action (Can you tell how bad I am at writing fight scenes yet?).

I punched, dodged, and ducked until one extremely well-placed knee came crashing into my side. The force throws me to the ground and Oliver's eyes go wide and rushes over to help.

"Shit, Rani are you-" He starts before I suddenly roll over, using locking both of my legs around him, twisting as hard as I can, and suddenly I'm not the one pressed against the floor.

"That's not fair...."Oliver says, his voice muffled by the ground, and I chuckle, picking myself up.

"You shoved your knee into my side." I sass with a laugh, extending a hand out to Oliver. "I think that was pretty well justified to me."

"Fair enough," He responds taking my hand. I walk over to my stuff and rummage through, grabbing my water bottle for what I think is a well-deserved break.

Green Hawkeye apparently has other ideas.

"Hey, Rani?" Oliver asks and I turn around to watch him fire an arrow at me and everything suddenly slows down.

My eyes widen and I pluck an arrow out of its course before I scan the entire area because as much as I care about Ollie, I don't trust him with training shit like this. Someone always gets punched in the face.

Both rhetorically and physically.

And normally that someone was always me.

Last time I remember doing something like this was back at Starling, in Verdant's basement, when Oliver didn't tell me that Sara was going to join our sparring session.

That was also the day I went home with more bruises then I ever thought was humanly possible.

Coincidence? I think not.

Back to the arrows, I'm able to count five...no, six crossbows in the warehouse, and quickly make work of the arrows, skidding to a stop in front of Oliver frustrated.

Time speeds back to normal and he glances around, his eyes finding the six arrows in my hand then the angry look on my face.

"That went better than expected." He states simply, before walking off to one of the crossbows on the ground floor.

"Is that all you have to say for yourself?!"

"I wanted to see how well you used your speed."

"You couldn't just tell me that?! Or make me run around in circles or something?"

"Wouldn't have been much of a test now would it?" He snarks back holding a hand out for the arrows.

I return them. "I hate you so much."

He lets out a small smile. "Come on now, where's that classic Raymond cheeriness?"

"Doesn't exist," I respond helping him clean up the area. "The classic Raymond sass? Now that's always going to be around."

He sighs, checking the watch on his wrist. "We can all only hope so."

"You call Barry yet?" I ask.

"He was supposed to be here a couple twenty minutes ago."

"Late is kinda his thing," I laugh, dropping the final mat on the ground before stretching out my sore muscles. "Give it a little time."

"So I've noticed..." He grumbles to himself before noticing me on the floor. "You want some help?"

"Would be appreciated," I respond simply and I lay down on the floor and he holds on to one of my legs upward, putting gentle pressure on it.

"Owwh," I groan. "Owwwh. Oliver!"

"Someone's out of shape," He jokes and I scowl at him about to snark something back when someone beats me to it.

"Am I interrupting something?" Barry asks, and both of our heads whip over in his direction. He's confused, with an expression that I just can't read.

"Not at all," I say with a smile. "I was just finishing up here."

"You're late," Oliver deadpans. "Barry, how can you have super-speed and still not be on time?"

"Sorry, I guess the super-tardiness kinda neutralizes it," He shrugs, and I giggle. "So how do we catch Bivolo here?"

"Not exactly," I say.

"We're here to train." Ollie finish and Barry raises an eyebrow.

"What? Like Rocky?" 

"If only it was that cool," I mumble and Barry snorts.

"I read your friend Iris' blog post on The Flash, and I visited all the crime scenes you fought it."

"Don't you sleep?"

"No, he really doesn't." I snark. "It's starting to become a problem."

Oliver gives me a look and I smile putting my hands up in defense. "Don't look at me, you were the one who asked for the sass."

"Follow me," Oliver says and the three of us make our way outside, Barry catching me in a conversation on the way there.

"This is where you disappeared then." He states.

"Yup," I answer simply. "It's been forever since I've hit something that isn't a bad guy or a bag and I was starting to get antsy."

"You could've asked me," He mentions and I give him a smile.

"I would have if I was able to talk to you," I respond, and Barry's eyes widen. "And plus it'll be better once you actually learn how to fight. Your footwork is honestly kinda shit."

"I can feel the appreciation," He retorts. "And Oliver's going to teach me that?"

"He's trying to teach you to be aware," I say. "I can't always be the one to watch your back, Barry."

"Why because you're going to leave again?"

"That wa-"

"Last month," Oliver interrupts, oblivious to our little, heated discussion. "You took on a man named Leonard Snart."

"We actually call him Captain Cold," Barry adds and Oliver honestly could not look more done.

"We can talk about you giving your enemies silly code names later." 

"You mean like over coffee with Deathstroke and The Huntress?"

Oliver opens his mouth to say something but nothing comes out and glances at me for support.

I shrug. "Don't throw stones at other people's houses."

"You're hopeless."

"You're garbage."

"Is this a normal interaction for you two?"

"More or less."

"The point," Oliver continues. "Is that you engaged Snart on a commuter train, which he derailed." 

"Okay, there may have been some damage," Barry admits. "But I got the job done, I was the hero."

"Barry, when you approach a new environment, do you case every inch of it?" Oliver argues. "You could. You have the time and the forensics skills if I'm not mistaken. But you don't. You just run in blind. There's a difference, Barry, between having powers and having precision." 

"When I came to you thinking about going out and helping people, you said I could be an inspiration. Living this life... Well, it takes more than a mask. It takes discipline. And since you are probably as stubborn as I am..." Oliver trails off, pulling out his bow and a single arrow.

My eyes widen. "Oliver, no." 

"What is that for?" "You're going to run over there, you're going to come back at me, and you're going to get hit with an arrow."

"Oliver don't do this. Please."

"Rani I'll be fine."

"Barr..."

"Rani, knock it off, I'm just gonna humor him."

I sigh, dread forming a pit in my stomach as my teeth clench together. "Go ahead get shot by an arrow be my guest. See how I care."

I get up from my spot and walk back into the warehouse to pick up my duffle bag of stuff.

"AHh!" Barry screams and I wince, wondering how many arrows he was able to avoid.

"You shot me?!" His angry tone echoes through the warehouse.

"I heard you heal fast." He says and I can almost hear Oliver's shrug.

A wiz of energy and a gush of wind blows past me, as Barry sprints away from the warehouse and the pit only feels worse.

"Is he gone?" I hear Oliver ask behind me, after a moment.

"Yeah," I say a little sadly, and Oliver possibly notices tone.

"Hey," He says gently. "You want to go get something to eat?"

"You know what?" I say, realizing Barry probably doesn't want to see my face at S.T.A.R. Labs. "You down for some Big Belly Burger?"

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