[past]

In the morning, much too early for Laurel, it was time for the trial. Oliver kissed her head one final time, taking the opportunity to press a nerve on the back of her neck that would have her passed out for hours. Either he would be there when she woke up, or he won't. He put on a hat and coat, and with one final look behind him, left to face his fate.

Laurel woke up startled. She was even more worried when she didn't find Oliver by her side.

"Ollie?" She whispered, before saying his full name out loud.

There was no reply.

Laurel put on her clothes and ran for the door, but it didn't budge. After many failed attempts at opening it, Laurel turned to her secret weapon. She put on the collar and stood a safe distance away before she screamed at the door.

It fell apart and Laurel ran through, looking everywhere for Oliver. She even ran outside, where she saw Ra's coming back in, slightly wounded.

"Where's Oliver?" She asked, but he walked right past her.

"Hey! Where's Oliver?" Laurel repeated as she chased after him.

She turned to Sarab next when Ra's didn't answer. He had a pitiful look on his face that spoke volumes.

Laurel looked between the two assassins, dumbfounded. She somehow managed to grab a sword but before she could swing it, Sarab stopped her.

"You cannot avenge Oliver. Vengeance is something that, once started, will continue to run itself for ages. Oliver consciously went into the challenge, accepting whatever fate had in store. That chapter is closed now, for everyone."

"Let's begin a new one."

Both Sarab and Laurel turned as Ra's finally said something.

"This time, with you." He turned half way to point at Laurel.

"You are the sister of the Black Canary, it's not hard to see. And you share the Archer's ideals. Perhaps we can train you to replace their mantle. If you accept."

Before Sarab could stop her, Laurel agreed.

"Good. Enjoy your last day as Laurel Lance. For tomorrow, she dies."

2 months later/present

Oliver Queen finally returned to Starling city, having been saved from dying by Maseo. The team went back to saving the Glades, in addition to fighting whatever Ra's al-Ghul sent their way. After somehow successfully convincing Ra's to leave Starling City alone, the team was hit with their next challenge: ghosts. But Team Arrow wasn't the only one haunted.

The Waverider arrived Central city, 2015. While the team had to hide, Sara took the risk of taking Liv to Star Labs. She loved team Flash with all her heart, but she knew only one person could help them right now.

"Wait, so, you're Sara, but not our Sara?"

"Yup, nothing confusing about that. But I'm not the issue here. This is," She said, mentioning Olivia.

"You mean she?" Cisco raised a brow.

"Yes, she. Her. She is Olivia, Oliver's daughter from the future."

"Hi," Liv waved upon introduction.

After explaining the whole thing twice to Cisco, Sara left her niece in his care, leaving it to Cisco on how to take Olivia to team Arrow. They left that night, given the long distance between the two cities. Liv tried to learn more about Oliver, but Cisco hadn't been much personal with the hero to give her good insight. What he could tell her, was that Oliver wasn't much welcoming of outsiders, and that's exactly what happened.

"Cisco, I really, truly admire your creations," Oliver said in a rush to leave his office, "but I really do not have the time right now."

"This one's more your creation than mine," Cisco mumbled to himself before he enthusiastically jumped in Oliver's way. "I heard you were down a lawyer! So I got you a replacement. You... are going to love her. It'll be like Laurel never left!" Cisco became wary of how Oliver would react to that.

Oliver stopped and turned, a deadpan look on his face. "You... got me a... lawyer?" He asked, raising a brow. "You think I can't get lawyers on my own, Cis?"

Cisco steepled his hands in front of his face and caught up to Oliver. "You're not hearing me. Lawyer. Replacing Laurel. She's got a killer voice!" Cisco tried subtly referring to the canary.

Oliver sighed. "Walk with me," he said, briskly walking to the front door.

"Quick overview: she's a meta with an innate canary cry, and she's got a whole different pitch register. She comes from a family of stuntmen and is an incident lawyer. But mainly, I think she'll be good for team Arrow. And the campaign gets an added bonus."

Oliver was at his car, door handle in his grasp as he was just short of getting in. "Bring her here tonight. Diggle will get her downstairs. I really have to go."

"Yeah, absolutely," Cisco replied as Oliver got in. "Have a nice day at work!" He waved after the car as it drove off.

Till five o'clock, Cisco took Liv around Star city. They talked about her past, or what she was at liberty to share. She'd gone to Harvard for law school, and had work experience in Gotham city. Cisco thought the latter bit would really fascinate Oliver, but at the moment it fascinated him. He bugged her about every detail about Gotham that she could share, especially about Gotham's resident superhero. Olivia told him everything she could, enjoying Cisco's excitement over it. She understood; she'd been just like him once upon a time.

Five o'clock came, and Cisco took Liv to the campaign office. Diggle was waiting for them.

"This our new... lawyer?" He asked, nodding his head towards the girl.

"Yup. This is..." Cisco looked at Olivia to answer.

"Allison. You can call me Allie," Olivia introduced herself, extending a hand in greeting.

"John Diggle," Dig grasped her hand. His fingers were searching for a pressure point in her wrist, she could tell, but she had to gain their trust. She let him find what he was looking for, and made herself faint.

One step closer to home.