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From 1.01 "Pilot", on the island, Oliver had his hair and beard grown, wearing a green hood, filthy and weak.

Oliver: (voice over) "My name is Oliver Queen."

Jill had really long hair, filthy and weak.

Jill: (voice over) "I'm Jill Wright."

Jill was running through the woods, using a knife to stab into a tree and pull herself up into the branches.

Jill: (voice over from 1.01 Pilot) "I've been stranded here for six years. I've dreamt of my rescue every cold black night since then."

Oliver reached the arrows on the beach, using Jill's knife to strike up a flame, shooting a bonfire to strike up the fire.

Oliver: (voice over from 1.01 Pilot) "I've been here for five years. I have had only one thought. One goal. Survive."

From 1.01 "Pilot", on the news, the only thing that the man on the news channel could talk about was Oliver and Jill's return. "Oliver Queen is alive, along with a woman by the name of Jill Wright."

From 1.01 "Pilot", outside the Queen Mansion, Oliver and Jill were talking.

"My dad asked me to save this city," Oliver told her. "To right his wrongs. I will."

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the hideout, Oliver and Jill were talking after he stitched her wound.

"I'm not doing this just for you," Jill told him.

Oliver nodded. "You're doing this for your family."

Jill sighed, looking down, shaking her head. "I swore that I wouldn't let what happened to them happen to anyone else. And to do that, I need to put these guys in their places."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the autoshop, Man 2 walked closer, aiming a gun at Jill. Jill twisted his arm before he could shoot, making him groan in pain and fall to his knees, pulling the gun out of his hand, unloading it, letting the bullets fall.

Jill: (voice over) "But to do that without endangering the people closest to us..."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", outside the auction house, Jill/Sapphire turned around to follow the laser light up to the building across the street, glaring.

Jill: (voice over) "I have to be someone else."

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the hideout, tennis balls fell from the ceiling.

Oliver shot an arrow into each and every one of them.

Oliver: (voice over) "I have to be..."

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the night club's basement, Oliver/Arrow stood next to Jill/Sapphire's bedside, lowering his hood.

Oliver: (voice over) "Something else."

➣  ➣

From 1.01 "Pilot", there was a raging storm over the ocean.

Laurel: (voice over) "Previously on Sapphire Arrow."

From 1.02 "Honor Thy Family", at the doorway of Laurel's apartment, Laurel and Oliver were talking.

"How am I supposed to stay away from you if you won't stay away from me?" Laurel asked.

From 1.01 "Pilot", outside the Queen Mansion, Moira was introducing Jill to Justin. "Justin Smoak. He'll be accompanying you from now on."

"You got me a bodyguard?" Jill asked.

"You and Oliver both," Moira answered.

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the club, Oliver and Jill were being escorted by Justin and John.

Moira: (voice over from 1.01 Pilot) "Mr. Smoak here will protect you. John Diggle will protect Oliver."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the IT Department, Felicity and Justin were sitting across the desk from each other.

"First, it was the military, which you can't do anymore," Felicity told him. "Now, you're a bodyguard and a police consultant and a self-defense class instructor. You're gonna get yourself killed."

"Felicity, a lot of guys my age can get themselves killed for less," Justin told her.

"You have a higher chance of dying more than any of them," Felicity told him.

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the limo, Justin was driving.

Jill was in the backseat. "You're ex-military?"

"Yes, ma'am," Justin answered. "I also teach a self-defense class here in town. Oliver's sister Skylar is actually one of my students."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the living room of the Queen Mansion, Skylar and Moira were talking.

"You ignored my wishes for you to stop taking self-defense classes with Mr. Smoak," Moira told her.

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the backroom of Poison, Skylar grabbed Max by the back of his suit, punching him twice in the back, kicking him in the knee, spinning him around to flip him to the floor.

Skylar: (voice over from 1.03 Lone Gunmen) "I'd rather know how to defend myself than to be a whiny little rich girl."

From 1.02 "Honor Thy Family", in the hallway of the Queen Mansion, Oliver, Jill, John and Justin were talking.

"I'm thinking I'm just beginning to understand the kind of people you are," Justin told them.

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the warehouse, Man 1 tried to punch Oliver. Oliver ducked, flipping his chair up to hit him in the head. He slammed the chair into Man 2's head.

Justin: (voice over from 1.03 Lone Gunmen) "The knights swooping in to save the disenfranchised."

Man 4 tried to hit Jill with a stun gun. Jill ducked, grabbing the stun gun, turning it around on him to hit him in the chest, electrocuting him, making him scream in pain, pushing him down.

Justin: (voice over from 1.03 Lone Gunmen) "All on your own with no help from anybody but each other."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the abandoned building, Floyd started to shoot at the beam Jill/Sapphire was using as cover.

Jill heard the shots end, looking behind the cover to see an arrow in the eye glass over Floyd's eye. She looked behind her to where Oliver/Arrow was standing.

John was on the ground behind him, wounded.

Justin walked in from behind him. He saw John on the ground, helping him stand. 

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the hideout, Justin helped Oliver/Arrow and Jill/Sapphire get John to the hideout, lying him on the table. He turned to them. "Why did we bring him here?"

"Because we have the cure to the Curare that is in his system," Jill answered, walking toward the wooden box, putting her swords away, taking out the herbs and water, walking toward John.

"I knew it," Justin told them.

Jill mixed the herbs and the water. "Hold him still."

Oliver and Justin held John still on the table.

Jill helped John drink the cure.

John coughed weakly, laying his head back.

Oliver started to stitch up his wound.

Justin was still in shock, reeling.

➣ ➣     

Same Night - Same Scene 

Night - Queen Industrial - Basement 

John was lucid enough to be awake, starting to sit up.

Justin was sitting nearby.

Oliver was still suited up, but he didn't have the hood up or the grease paint over his face.

Jill was still suited up, but she didn't have her mask on. "Hey."

John sat up weakly. "Oliver? Jill?" Oliver nodded. John started to stand. "You're those vigilantes."

John tried to punch Oliver.

Oliver ducked.

John nearly fell.

Justin stood, holding onto John for support.

Oliver and Jill turned to face them.

"Easy, Dig," Justin told him. "You were poisoned."

Justin put John on the table. 

"We could have taken you anywhere," Jill told him. "Could have taken you home. We brought you here."

"You really did lose your minds on that island," John told them.

"Found a couple of things along the way," Oliver told him.

"Like what, weapons and defense classes?" John asked.

"Clarity," Oliver answered. "Starling City is dying. It is being poisoned by a criminal elite who don't care who they hurt, as long as they maintain their wealth and power."

"What are you gonna do, take them all down by yourselves?" Justin asked.

"No," Jill answered. "Now, we want you to join us. It's perfect. You're fellow soldiers."

Justin scoffed. "You're not soldiers. You're criminals. And murderers."

"Get me out of here," John told him.

Justin helped John stand, walking out with him, leaving.

Oliver and Jill let them go.

➣ Sapphire Arrow ➣ 

Queen Mansion - Foyer

Oliver walked in, wearing his suit from the auction house. He started to walk upstairs.

Laurel approached him from behind. "Where were you?"

"What?" Oliver asked, turning to face her. He sighed. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard about the shooting, and I wanted to make sure you were okay," Laurel answered.

"You did?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah," Laurel answered. "I knocked on the door, and I found a family terrified for you, and for your friend Jill." Oliver walked down the steps. "They had no idea where either of you were."

Oliver sighed, leaning against the doorway. "Oh."

"Oliver, are you so self-centered that you don't think that the people who care about you are gonna wonder where you are after you all got shot at?" Laurel asked.

"I had to make sure that Jill was okay," Oliver told her. "Both our bodyguards were focused on getting my family out of there. No one was focused on her."

Laurel was surprised with his response. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't think..."

"It's fine," Oliver told her.

"The island really did change you," Laurel told him, starting to walk away.

Oliver turned after her. "Laurel..." Laurel turned to face him. "Thank you for coming."

"I care about the lives of other people, Oliver," Laurel told him. "If what you just told me was true, about you making sure your friend was okay, you do, too."

Laurel walked out, leaving.

Oliver tilted his head back, sighing.

Skylar walked in, wearing pajamas for the night. "That was nice of you." Oliver turned to face her. "That you wanted to check in on Jill."

"Eavesdropping?" Oliver asked. "Really?"

Skylar smiled a small smile. "You okay?"

"Yeah," Oliver answered.

"Is Jill?" Skylar asked.

"Yes, she is," Oliver answered. "She just needed to get some air after the shootout." Skylar nodded in understanding. "Good night."

"Good night," Skylar told him.

They hugged goodnight, pulling away.

Oliver walked upstairs.

Skylar looked down, sighing.

  ➣ 

Oliver's Room

Oliver was lying in bed, asleep, dreaming.

  ➣ 

Flashback - Five Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Cave 

Oliver was sitting on the floor of the cave, looking at a picture of Laurel.

Yao Fei walked in with a trap he had made to catch birds for them to eat, placing down the trap, speaking Chinese. "Shengcun. [Survive.]"

"What am I supposed to do with that?" Oliver asked.

"Shengcun, [Survive]," Yao Fei answered.

"Does that mean, 'bird'?" Oliver asked.

Yao Fei knelt to the ground next to the fire. "Shengcun. [Survive.]"

"I don't speak Chinese," Oliver told him in annoyance. Yao Fei stood, turning away. Oliver looked at the picture of Laurel. "I'm sorry, Laurel. I'm so sorry."

  ➣ 

Now

Night - Queen Mansion - Oliver's Room 

Oliver woke from his sleep, sitting up.

  ➣ 

Living Room 

Skylar and Thea were sitting on the couch in their pajamas, eating popcorn and watching the news.

Oliver walked downstairs to join them, wearing a robe.

Man: (on TV) "There were not signs of forced entry or any evidence of a struggle, but hours later, the police found that the bloodstained..."

Oliver joined them on the couch.

"Couldn't sleep, either?" Skylar asked.

"No," Oliver answered.

Man: (on TV) "Forensic analysis verified..."

"What are you watching?" Oliver asked.

"Peter Declan," Skylar answered.

Man: (on TV) "Blood on the blade..."

"Hmm?" Oliver asked.

Man: (on TV) "Peter Declan's fingerprints..."

"A guy who killed his wife," Thea told them.

They continued to watch the news.

Man: (on TV) "Despite the growing list of evidence..."

"Right, this guy killed his wife in their baby's room," Thea told them. "Psycho."

Peter Declan appeared on the screen. "Camille was everything to me. I couldn't kill her any more than I could kill myself."

Skylar turned the TV off, looking at Oliver. "So, why can't you sleep?"

"Bad dreams," Oliver answered.

"About?" Skylar asked.

"The island," Oliver answered. "Jill."

"So why don't you make a play?" Thea asked. "I mean, you did bring her back from the island, and you two seem super close."

"There are reasons," Oliver told them.

"Mm, what are they?" Skylar asked.

"Besides being a jerk to everyone since you've been back," Thea told her.

"Is it too soon?" Skylar asked. "Are you not ready?"

Oliver sighed. "I don't think so. And I know she's not. I know that it might not seem like it sometimes, but... I'm not the same person I used to be."

"Then be yourself," Skylar told him. "I mean, your new self."

Oliver thought about that for a moment, looking at Thea. "When and how did our younger sister get to be wiser than both of us?"

Thea chuckled, shaking her head. "Don't ask me."

Skylar smiled a small smile.

  ➣ 

Day Two

Morning - Queen Mansion - Living Room 

Jill walked into the living room to see Moira sitting on the couch and a man in a suit standing nearby.

"How did you sleep?" Moira asked.

"Just fine," Jill answered. "Thank you. Where's Skylar, Oliver and Thea?"

"They went out," Moira answered. "We have a visitor. Mr. Smoak's replacement."

Jill pressed her lips together, looking down. "Replacement?"

"Yes," Moira answered. "Justin Smoak and John Diggle tendered their resignations this morning."

"Did they say why?" Jill asked.

"They said they didn't approve of the way you and Oliver spend your evenings, particularly given that they always begin with the two of you ditching them," Moira told her. "Another man has also come to protect Oliver, who is with him right now."

Jill nodded, looking at the man. "Hi."

The man offered Jill his hand. "Miss Wright, Rob Scott." Jill shook it. "I'll be your new body man."

"That's a firm grip you got there, Rob," Jill told him.

"That's five years SWAT with monument point MCU," Rob told her.

Jill nodded. "I feel safer already."

Moira looked at the news on the TV. "Thank God we don't have to hear about this awful man anymore."

Jill turned up the TV.

Man: (on TV)"Declan's execution is set for midnight two days from now. Camille Declan's former employer, Jason Brodeur, released a statement, saying, quote, 'I hope this gives Camille the peace she deserves.'"

"What is this?" Jill asked.

"Camille's husband murdered her in their baby's room," Moira told her.

"Jason Brodeur?" Jill asked. "The dead wife worked for Jason Brodeur?"

"Apparently so," Moira answered. "What... Why?"

Jill shook her head. "No reason. Say, Rob, I want to go into town. Can you please get the car for me?"

"No offense, Miss Wright, but I have been filled in on your tendency to slip the leash," Rob told her. "If it's all the same to you, I'd prefer keeping you in my sights at all times."

"We're 20 miles from the city," Jill told him. "If you don't drive me, how else am I gonna get there? Right?" Rob nodded, walking out, leaving. Jill looked at Moira. "I like him."

Jill put the remote down, walking out, leaving.

  ➣  

Outside

Rob was waiting by the limo.

Jill was wearing a helmet, driving a motorcycle past Rob, waving bye, driving down the road.

Rob waved until he realized who it was, raising his arms in a what the hell? gesture. "Hey!"

Jill continued to drive down the road.

  ➣ 

Queen Industrial - Basement 

Jill got to the lair, talking with Oliver.

"They say Peter Declan murdered his wife in cold blood," Oliver told her. "He had no alibi, and all the evidence pointed toward him. He was tried, convicted, and sentenced to death, an open-and-shut case. Except for one thing."

"Let me guess," Jill told him. "The guy that Declan's wife Camille worked for, Jason Brodeur... his name is in your dad's book."

Oliver looked at Jill. "Yeah. Take all the fun out of telling you something you don't know."

Jill smirked.

  ➣  

Brodeur House - Outside

Jason Brodeur and a man named Ankov were talking outside the house.

Matt was looking at the news paper about the trial. "Mr. Brodeur."

"Admiring your handiwork, Mr. Ankov?" Jason asked.

"You should have just let me kill both of them," Ankov told him.

"Peter Declan is worth more alive," Jason told him. "'Husband kills wife' is a much better headline than 'whistle-blower uncovers toxic dumping', don't you think? Either way, 48 hours, all this will be over."

  ➣ 

Queen Industries - Basement 

Jill was setting up her suit. "Declan has always claimed he was innocent, and I think he's right. The odds are good that Brodeur is involved in this woman's murder, which means an innocent man is facing execution."

Oliver nodded. "He'll need a good attorney."

Jill looked at him knowingly.

  ➣  

CNRI Office

Laurel and Jessica were standing at Laurel's desk.

Jessica handed her a cup of coffee. "So, I take it there's absolutely no point in asking if you'd like to grab a drink?"

"You brought me a drink," Laurel told her, holding up the coffee cup, taking a drink.

"I mean, a real drink, and you know it," Jessica told her.

"I can't," Laurel told her. "I have to go over transcripts for the Fernands case."

Laurel pulled on her jacket.

"You know, if you go somewhere that's not work or your home, your odds of meeting someone increase by, like, a gazillion percent," Jessica told her.

Laurel pulled her back over her shoulder. "Oh, that's not true. I could still get mugged on the way home."

"In that case, I hope he's cute and single," Jessica told her sarcastically. "I'll walk you home if that's the case."

Laurel smiled. "Goodnight, Jessica. I'll see you tomorrow."

Laurel walked out, leaving.

  ➣  

Night - Laurel's Apartment - Living Room

Laurel walked in, trying to turn the light on, but the power was out. She looked around, feeling unsafe, opening a drawer to pull out a gun, cocking it. She heard someone behind her, turning around to aim her gun.

Oliver/Arrow was the one behind her. He disguised his voice. "Hello, Laurel."

Laurel looked at him in confusion.

  ➣  ➣

Laurel continued to aim the gun at Oliver. "Don't move!"

Oliver lowered his bow, still disguising his voice. "I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Stay back," Laurel told him. "Both my sister and my father are cops. You are making a huge mistake."

"We're not the people you think we are, and we need your help," Oliver told her.

"We?" Laurel asked. "You mean the girl in blue."

Oliver nodded. "Peter Declan is gonna be executed in 48 hours. We think he's innocent. Declan's wife was gonna blow the whistle on Jason Brodeur. Brodeur had her murdered."

"There are a thousand lawyers in Starling City," Laurel told him. "Why me?"

Oliver stepped closer to lower the gun in her hands, circling around to stand behind her so she wouldn't see his face. "We're all trying to help."

"What makes you sure I'm gonna help you?" Laurel asked.

"Because I know you'd do anything to save the life of an innocent man," Oliver answered, backing away from her.

Laurel turned around to see that Oliver was already gone.

➣

Day Three

Morning - Iron Heights Prison 

Peter was sitting at a table, looking at a picture of his wife and daughter.

Laurel was sitting across from him. "A jury has charged you as guilty, Mr. Declan."

"The evidence was stacked against me, but I didn't kill my wife," Peter told him. "I didn't take my daughter's mother from her."

"The murder weapon was a knife from your kitchen with your prints on it," Laurel told him. "It was found, along with Camille's blood, in the trunk of your car." Peter stood, turning away. "Your neighbors said they heard an argument that night."

Peter turned to face her. "We had a knockdown fight over Jason Brodeur. Camille worked for him, and his company had been dumping toxic waste into the Glades. Now, Camille told me that she'd gone and told a supervisor about it. I was afraid for our family's safety, and we argued very loudly, yes. Izzy started crying, so Camille went and stayed in her room." He sat down across from Laurel. "In the morning, I went to apologize, and that's when I found her." Laurel leaned forward against the table. "So I just grabbed Izzy, and I ran outside, and I called 911." Laurel was thinking. "I'm innocent, Miss Lance."

  ➣ 

Queen Consolidated - Walter's Office 

Walter was sitting at his desk.

Moira walked in. "Well, it looks like someone forgot a lunch date with his wife."

"What do you mean?" Walter asked. "Lunch isn't for another..." He checked his watch, surprised at how late the time was, taking off his work glasses, looking at Moira apologetically. "45 minutes ago. I'm so sorry."

"It's all right," Moira told him. "The restaurant is holding our table." Walter stood. "Is there something wrong?"

"Compliance department has tagged something," Walter told her. "$2.6 million withdrawal from one of our Vancouver subsidiaries."

"What do you mean?" Moira asked. "Are you saying that someone embezzled $2.6 million from the company?"

"Well, it's probably a bookkeeping error, but compliance is understandably worried about an IRS audit," Walter told her. 

Moira nodded. "Hmm."

Walter walked past her to get his jacket.

Moira looked worried and concerned.

Walter turned to face her. "But don't worry. I'm sure it's nothing." Moira turned to face him. "Come on. We're gonna be late."

They walked out, leaving.

  ➣ 

Gym 

(Song:) Hey Now - London Grammar 

Justin and Skylar were in a ring in the middle of the gym, training for self-defense. Justin tried to punch her. Skylar ducked, spinning around him, turning to face him. Justin turned to face her, swinging. Skylar spun underneath his arms in a circle to make him miss, twisting his arm behind his back. Justin spun out of the grip, turning to face her. Skylar tried to punch him. Justin caught her arm, twisting her around to restrain her from behind. They were both breathing heavily.

"I think that's enough for one day," Justin told her.

Skylar chuckled barely, tiredly. She looked at his hand still on her arm, slowly pulling away. She walked toward her water bottle, picking it up, taking a drink. 

Justin walked toward a towel on the ropes, using it to wipe the sweat away.

Skylar turned to face him, curious. "Are you okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Justin asked.

"You just seem distracted," Skylar answered. "And normally, that just happens when you're teaching a full class rather than just one-to-one."

"One-on-one," Justin corrected.

"Whatever," Skylar told him. Justin looked conflicted and like he wanted to talk about what he had found out, but decided against it. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Justin answered.

"You said that you were retired military," Skylar told him.

Justin nodded. "Yeah."

"I just thought you were always a little young for retired military," Skylar told him.

Justin chuckled. "Well, it's not so much as 'retired' as 'forced to resign'."

"Why is that?" Skylar asked. Justin sighed, looking away. "Uh, no. You opened your mouth. Come on. Just tell me why."

"It's a medical condition," Justin answered.

Skylar looked at him in confusion. "What kind of medical condition?"

"An abdominal aortic aneurysm," Justin answered. "It's an enlargement of the main blood vessel that delivers blood to my body, at the level of the abdomen."

"Your heart?" Skylar asked. "It's a heart condition?"

"It's a lot more complicated than that, but yeah," Justin answered. 

Skylar gave him a look. "And yet you do all of this? Playing babysitter to rich kids who need protecting and teaching others how to fight? You don't think that can kill you?"

"The vessel can rupture any time, no matter what I'm doing," Justin told her. "And at least with what I'm doing now, things that I love, I can make a difference. I can do some good."

Justin thought about what he had said.

"What?" Skylar asked.

Justin shook his head. "Nothing. Just don't worry about me, okay? I'm gonna be fine."

Justin walked away.

Skylar thought about what he had told her, looking confused and troubled.

(Song Ends)

    ➣   

Police Precinct 

Jessica was standing at the crime wall, looking over a few details of a case.

Laurel was standing next to her, looking at the sketches of Arrow and Sapphire.

Lance walked in, holding a file. "Well, I wasn't the lead on this, but from what I recall, we had fingerprints. We had blood. We got motive, everything."

"Brodeur seems like the type of guy with resources needed to frame someone," Laurel told them.

"Laurel, in 24 hours, Peter Declan is lying down with a needle in his arm, and he's not getting up," Lance told her. "If I thought for a second we didn't have the right guy, do you think there's anything else I'd be doing right now except trying to get at what really happened?"

"Declan said his wife went to her supervisor with allegations that Brodeur was dumping toxic waste," Laurel told them.

"Yeah, but that supervisor, he said that never happened," Jessica told them. She took the file, looking through it. "Let me see. What was his name?" She showed them. "Here you go. Istook. Matt Istook. He said he didn't even see Camille that day."

Lance looked at Laurel. "Happy now?"

Laurel nodded. "Yes."

Laurel stood, starting to walk away.

"You know, I thought it'd be a cold day in hell before you started defending criminals," Jessica told her.

Laurel turned to face them. "I'm not so sure Declan's a criminal. Like you said, he's on a clock. Can't leave any stone unturned."

Laurel walked away, leaving.

Jessica nodded. "Oh, yeah."

    ➣ 

Night - Big Belly Burger  

John was sitting at a table with his arm in a sling.

Carly walked toward him, setting down his order. "So, when are you gonna tell me?"

"Hmm?" John asked.

"About what happened to your arm," Carly answered.

"Oh, it's my shoulder," John told her. "And it's--it's fine."

"I knew that Queen guy was trouble," Carly told him.

"Hey, I never said this happened protecting Queen," John told her.

Justin walked closer. "No, it happened like something else. Hi." He offered his hand to Carly. "Justin Smoak."

Carly shook his hand. "Carly Diggle. Nice to meet you."

"You, too," Justin told her, taking a seat at the table across from John.

"You guys meeting someone?" Carly asked.

Justin looked toward the door. "Yeah. And she just walked in."

Jill and Rob walked in.

"Area is secure, ma'am," Rob told her.

Jill nodded. "Thank you very much, Rob." She walked closer to John, Justin and Carly. "Hello."

Carly looked at her. "You're Jill Wright. I know who you are."

"No, you really don't," John told her.

Carly walked away, leaving.

Jill turned to face John and Justin. "Hello." She sat across from them. "Thank you for meeting me. I couldn't help but notice a distinct lack of police cars when I got to the Queen mansion. I knew you wouldn't drop a dime. So, have you considered my offer?"

Justin scoffed. "Offer? That's one hell of a way to put it."

"It is an offer," Jill told them. "It's a chance to do the kind of good that compelled you to join the military."

John smirked without humor. "Please. Jill, Oliver was born with a platinum spoon in his mouth. He spends five years on an island with no room service, and he suddenly finds religion?"

Jill sighed, looking down. "Do you know what happened to my family?"

"I heard they died," Justin told her.

"Died?" Jill repeated, using his words against him. "That's one hell of a way to put it. They were victims in a shootout in a festival in Mexico. My brother and my parents died with many other people. Men, women, children. Me and my sister got away. And then when our boat went down, she died, too."

"That explains why you're doing this," John told her.

"Robert Queen left a book behind for Oliver," Jill told them. "He found it when he buried him."

"I thought Robert died when the yacht went down," John told her.

"They both made it to a life raft, but there wasn't enough food and water for both of them, so Robert shot himself in the head," Jill told him. "And as much as he was doing it to give Oliver a chance to survive, he was also atoning for his sins. Oliver believes he needs to right the wrongs done by his family, and he's offered me a chance to stop people like the ones who killed mine. And I'm offering both of you the chance to right the wrongs done to yours."

"Jill, what are you talking about?" John asked.

Jill looked at Justin. "I know that your father is a known criminal. And that you're doing this because you don't want to be anything like him." She looked at John. "And the police never caught your brother's shooter."

John pointed at Jill. "Hey, you leave Andy out of this."

"The bullets were laced with Curare," Jill told him. "That's Floyd Lawton's MO. He is the sniper that Oliver and I stopped."

"Are you trying to tell me that you took down Andy's killer?" John asked.

Jill shook her head. "I'm--I'm giving you the chance, a chance to help other people's families. Do you remember when the people helped each other? They can't do that anymore, because a group of people, they see nothing wrong with raising themselves up by stepping on other people's throats. It does need to stop, and if it's not gonna be the courts and it's not gonna be the cops, then it's gonna be Oliver, and it's gonna be me. And, I hope, you." Jill stood. Rob walked toward me. "I'm gonna go to the washroom, Rob."

Jill walked away toward the bathroom, leaving to sneak out.

Rob waited patiently by John and Justin.

Justin sighed, realizing that Rob didn't know that Jill would have left by now. "Oh, that girl's long gone, man."

    ➣   

Queen Mansion - Living Room

Walter was sitting on the couch, on his laptop.

Moira walked in. "You still following the money trail?"

"Mm-hmm," Walter answered.

"Don't we have accountants for that sort of thing?" Moira asked.

"They're being singularly ineffective in this instance," Walter told her.

Moira poured herself a glass of Scotch. "Well, then... it's fortunate that I've solved the mystery." She walked closer. "I think I'm the culprit." Walter looked at her in confusion. Moira sat down opposite of him. "2.6 million is a rather specific figure. That's the exact amount the company invested in a friend's start-up venture three years ago." Walter chuckled barely. "I will call accounting. They'll clean it all up. Then there's nothing to worry about."

Walter nodded. "Okay."

Moira chuckled, standing, walking out, leaving.

Walter didn't believe her lie.

    ➣   

CNRI Office

Laurel was going through a file on the Declan case.

Jessica walked toward her. "You really are putting a lot of hours into this Declan thing. You actually think he's innocent."

"Some people do," Laurel told her.

"So you said, but you didn't say who," Jessica told her.

Laurel looked around to make sure no one was listening, walking closer to her sister to whisper to her. "The guardian angels."

Jessica was confused until she realized who she was talking about. "The vigilantes?" Laurel nodded. "Look, you're--you're kidding."

"The hood tracked me down and asked me to look into the Declan case," Laurel told her.

"But you've met him?" Jessica asked. 

Laurel nodded. 

Jessica hesitated, sighing, looking away.

"What?" Laurel asked.

Jessica looked at her. "The girl in blue, she came to see me the night of the Unidac auction. She was the one that told me that the shooter would shoot up the place. That's how I got my intel."

"You never told anyone that," Laurel told her.

"Well, you never told anyone that the guy in the hood came to see you, either," Jessica replied. "Laurel, these people go against everything that we were ever taught to believe in. I mean, aggravated assault, murder, B&E. And God knows what else."

Laurel shrugged. "Maybe so. But I think that they're just trying to help. It feels like justice."

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Rooftop

Laurel was standing on a building rooftop, overlooking the city. "I got your message. Is there a reason we can't do this face to face?"

Oliver/Arrow was several feet away, disguising his voice. "You've met with Peter Declan."

"You were right," Laurel told him. "He might be innocent. Declan said his wife blew the whistle on Brodeur the day she was murdered."

"Then we need to get whoever she told about Brodeur to testify," Oliver told her, walking past her without looking at her.

"He already has," Laurel told him. "Matt Istook, Camille's supervisor." Oliver turned to face her. "Only, he says that she didn't say a word to him."

Laurel turned to face him.

"He could be lying," Oliver told her.

"Well, if he is, then he's very convincing," Laurel told him. "He had the jury and police believing him."

"He hasn't been questioned by me or my friend," Oliver told her.

"I didn't become a lawyer to break the law or hurt anybody," Laurel told him, stepping closer.

Oliver turned his head away. "We do what's necessary, what people like Peter Declan need."

"If what you're doing isn't wrong, then why do you hide your faces with masks or hoods?" Laurel asked.

"To protect the ones we care about," Oliver answered.

Laurel hesitated. "That sounds lonely."

"It can be," Oliver told her. "But not today."

Oliver jumped off the roof, shooting a wire claw into the building, soaring away into the night.

Laurel watched him go.

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Queen Consolidated - Elevator Bank

Felicity walked out of the elevator, looking around to see that most everyone was gone for the night.

    ➣   

Walter's Office

Walter was sitting at his desk.

Felicity walked in. "I got one question. Why am I being fired?"

"Miss Smoak, isn't it?" Walter asked. "You're Justin Smoak's sister."

"Yes," Felicity answered. "And I am without a doubt the single most valuable member of your technical division." She used air quotes on the word 'supervisor'. "That's including my so-called 'supervisor'. Letting me go would be a major error for this company."

"I agree, which is why you're not being fired," Walter told her.

Felicity was relieved and embarrassed for the overreaction. "Uh, I assumed when you brought me up here, it was because..."

Felicity made a slicing motion over her neck.

"It's because I wanted you to look into something for me," Walter told her. Felicity looked at him in confusion. Walter handed her a file. "A variance of $2.6 million on a failed investment from three years ago. It was authorized by my wife. I was hoping you could find out some of the details of the transaction for me."

"Find out..." Felicity trailed off.

"Dig up discreetly," Walter told her.

Felicity nodded. "I'm your girl." She walked toward the door, turning back. "I mean, I'm not your girl. I wasn't making a pass at you. Thank you for not firing me."

Felicity nodded awkwardly, walking out, leaving.

    ➣   

Office Building - Outside

A man walked outside toward his car.

A tranq dart hit him in the neck, making him fall unconscious.

    ➣ 

Train Track  

The man woke up on the train tracks.

Oliver/Arrow stood in front of him. "Matt Istook."

Matt sat up. "You're him, that hood guy. You're the guy that's been terrorizing the city with the girl with the swords."

"Peter Declan, your lies helped put him on death row," Oliver told him. "Now, either it's time to tell me the truth, or it's time for the 10:15 to Bludhaven."

The light on the side of the tracks turned green.

Matt stammered nervously in fear. "O--okay. Okay, I... Brodeur paid me to--to say that Camille never spoke to me, but I didn't have anything to do with her death. Oh, God, please. I'll do anything. Y--you could have the file."

"What file?" Oliver asked.

"Camille gave me a file of evidence against Jason Brodeur," Matt told him.

"Where is it?" Oliver asked.

"Let me go, and I'll tell you," Matt told him. Oliver started to walk away. The train drove closer. "Wait! Wait! Wait, wait! Don't go. It's in my desk. The file, it's in my desk at the office. You can have it. Get me out of here!"

Oliver shot an arrow into the cuffs pinning Matt to the tracks, pulling him into safety.

    ➣   

Flashback - Five Years Ago 

Day - Lian Yu - Cave

Yao Fei was cooking the bird in the fire.

Oliver sat nearby. "What is that? I'm so hungry. It smells really good." He stood, reaching for the bird. Yao Fei twisted his arm back, pushing him to the ground. "Okay, fine. Don't share."

Yao Fei made a hand gesture, speaking in Chinese. "Shengcun. [Survive.]"

Oliver looked at the other bird in the trap, realizing that he meant to cook the bird like he had killed the other. "I'm not gonna kill the bird."

Yao Fei scoffed. "Shengcun. [Survive.]"

    ➣   

Now

Night - Queen Industrial - Basement

(Song:) Sparkly - Young Magic 

Oliver and Jill were talking. 

Oliver placed down the file that he had taken from Matt's office on the table in front of her.

Jill looked at him in confusion. 

"Compliments of Matt Istook," Oliver told her.

"What's in here?" Jill asked.

"Leverage on Jason Brodeur, enough to save Peter Declan's life," Oliver answered. 

"What, you think that you can give this to Laurel so she can use it against Brodeur?" Jill asked. She stood, looking through the file, shaking her head. "Oliver, as an attorney, Laurel never would have gotten a file like this." She sighed, putting the file down, looking down. "You know, six years ago, before the island, before my family died, I always thought that the law was sacred, that i--it fixed everything. And then everything that happened happened. And it made me open my eyes and let me see the things that I didn't want to see before."

Oliver looked at her sympathetically. "And now, Jill? Now what do you think?"

Jill looked up, sighing. "I think there's too many people in the world who only care about themselves. People who are selfish. I think they need someone who cares about the lives of other people. Someone like you."

Oliver took this in. "Even though we don't agree about our... methods, you still think that I'm a hero?"

"I think that anyone who makes as many sacrifices as you do for the better of this city is worth it," Jill told him. "Even if we don't agree about some things. You're not a killer, Oliver. You just have to let yourself see that."

Oliver thought about this for a moment, nodding, walking away to change into his normal clothes, leaving.

Jill smiled a small smile.

(Song Ends)

    ➣   

Queen Mansion - Foyer 

Oliver walked in, smiling a small smile.

Thea and Skylar walked in. 

"Oh, my God," Skylar told him. "What is wrong with your face?"

"What do you mean?" Oliver asked.

"There's something really weird on it," Thea told him. "Like this thing with your mouth." Oliver smiled. "It--it looks like it's in the shape of a smile."

Oliver chuckled. "That's cute."

Skylar laughed. "So why are you grinning?"

"I took your advice with Jill to be myself," Oliver answered.

"And..." Skylar trailed off.

"It's helping," Oliver answered.

"Sky's got mad relationship skills, bro," Thea told him.

Skylar smiled. "Let me know if you need trendy places to propose."

"I think you're getting a little bit ahead of yourself," Oliver told her.

Thea chuckled. "Mm."

Oliver held his thumb and forefinger a small distance apart. "Little bit."

They smiled, heading off to bed.

    ➣   

Day Three

Morning - CNRI Office

Laurel was sitting at her desk, working.

Jessica was giving her coffee.

Lance walked in. "Hey, you look busy. Is that the Declan case?" Laurel looked up. "You know, it was a funny development on Matt Istook. He, uh, filed a police report. He said the hood harassed him last night. And that's funny, because you, Jessica, gave Laurel Istook's name."

"Dad, I--" Jessica started.

"They're vigilantes," Lance told them. "They're damn criminals, and you working with them, that makes you accessories."

Laurel stood. "I am trying to save an innocent man's life."

Lance shook his head. "No. You're breaking the law."

"Well, I wouldn't have to if the police would have done their job right in the first place," Laurel told them.

"I asked you how you got this case," Lance told her. He looked at Jessica. "And you, you never did tell me how you got the lead on the shooter at Unidac. You two have had run-ins with the vigilantes. And you both lied straight to my face, eh? I thought we didn't do that. Guess I was wrong."

"Dad..." Jessica trailed off.

Lance refused to listen, walking away, leaving.

Jessica and Laurel looked at each other, sighing.

    ➣ 

Courthouse - Office

A judge was sitting at her desk.

Laurel stood in front of her with the file that Oliver/Arrow had given her. "Your Honor, the mere existence of the file proves that Mr. Istook perjured himself for Jason Brodeur's benefit."

An attorney walked in. "That's slander. Jared Swanstrom, your Honor." Other men, including Jason and Ankov walked in. "I represent Jason Brodeur and Brodeur Chemical."

Laurel looked at the judge. "The interest of justice requires you to stay the defendant's execution pending exploration of the newly discovered evidence."

"Ours isn't a court of justice, Miss Lance," the judge told her. "It's a court of law, and under the law, I don't think your evidence is sufficient to warrant a stay of execution." Laurel looked horrified. "Your motion for Habeas corpus is denied."

Laurel walked toward Jason. "This isn't over. I've got the loose end now, and no matter what happens, I am going to pull on it until your whole world unravels."

Laurel pushed past him on the way out of the room.

Jason watched her go, glaring.

    ➣ 

Jason's Office 

Jason, Ankov and Jared were talking.

"Declan's lawyer's pulling me into this," Jason told him. "I'm gonna go to prison, if not for murder, then this--this dumping thing."

"That won't happen," Jared told him.

"There are steps we can take," Ankov told him.

"You saw her," Jason told them. "She's going after me."

Ankov sighed, stepping closer. "She's gonna want to meet with her client after what happened in court today. We have friends up in Iron Heights. Prison can be a dangerous place."

    ➣ ➣   

Night - Building Rooftop 

Oliver/Arrow and Laurel were meeting again.

Oliver had his back to Laurel, disguising his voice. "We're not done yet."

"I'm an attorney," Laurel told him. "Trust me. We're done."

"What do you need to free Peter Declan?" Oliver asked.

"At this point, nothing short of a signed confession from Brodeur," Laurel answered.

"Then you'll get a confession," Oliver told her, walking away.

Laurel watched him go.

    ➣   

Queen Consolidated - Walter's Office

Walter walked toward his desk.

Felicity was talking. "The company Mrs. Queen--Or Steele. Mrs. Queen-Steele. She hyphenate? She seems like a woman who would hyphenate." Walter cleared his throat, sitting down. "Right. The company she invested in doesn't exist."

"I don't understand," Walter told her.

"There was no investment," Felicity told him. "The money was used to set up an offshore LLC called Tempest."

"I don't recall that name being under the Queen Consolidated banner," Walter told her.

"'Cause it's not," Felicity told him. "There's nothing registered with the secretary of state, no federal tax records, no patent applications filed. But in 2009, Tempest purchased a warehouse in Starling City."

Felicity handed Walter the file in her hands, turning around, walking away.

Walter started to go through the file.

    ➣ 

Big Belly Burger  

John was sitting at a table, eating.

Carly walked closer. "Enough moping." She sat across from him at the table. "You quit. It's done. My advice would be to move on."

"Well, if it were only that easy," John told her.

"Except it is," Carly told him. "Personal security is dangerous. Your nephew already lost his father. He can't lose his uncle, too."

John thought for a moment. "Does it ever bother you they never caught the guy who killed Andy?" Carly looked at him in confusion. "You know, when I was in Afghanistan, I had a job, and I did it. And when I could, I would help out the people there so that, in some small way, when I left, I could believe I left it a better place. But ever since I've been home, all I do is protect punks and spoiled one percenters. I miss feeling like I'm making a difference in the world."

"Then get out of personal security and go do something you believe in," Carly told him.

"Yeah, what if it's wrong?" John asked.

"John, if you believe in something, how can it be wrong?" Carly asked.

John thought about this seriously.

    ➣ 

Jason's Office Building   

Jill/Sapphire was confronting Jason, having swords in hand. "Jason Brodeur."

"What do you want?" Jason asked.

"You're gonna confess that you arranged to have Peter Declan's wife murdered," Jill told him.

"What, so I can take his place in prison?" Jason asked. "You're not gonna kill me. If I'm dead, you've got no one to pin Camille's murder on. You need me to exonerate Peter Declan. Maybe you could try to force me to sign a confession or something."

Jill drew a knife, throwing it into his hand, pinning it to the wall, making him scream in pain. "That might be a little difficult." Jason's phone started to ring. Jill walked closer, pulling the phone out of his jacket pocket, holding it toward him. "Just answer it."

Jill answered the phone.

"What?" Jason asked.

Ankov's voice was on the other line."It's Ankov. It's going down, one hour."

Jill hung up the phone. "What's going down in an hour?" Jason didn't answer. "What?"

"Let's just say, Peter Delcan's execution, and the death of the lawyer that is breathing down my neck, it's getting moved up," Jason told her.

Jill knew what he meant, punching Jason in the face hard enough to make him fall conscious, pulling out her phone, making the call. "Oliver, get to Iron Heights, now. Jason Brodeur is trying to have Peter and Laurel killed as of now."

    ➣   

Iron Heights Prison - Interview Room

Peter and Laurel were sitting across the table from each other.

"We still have a shot," Laurel told him. "Do you remember the friends that I mentioned, the ones who believe in you? They are working on something."

    ➣   

Outside

Oliver/Arrow jumped down to the ground behind a guard, grabbing him in a chokehold until he passed out, pulling him away, taking off his jacket and hood, looking around.

    ➣ 

Inside - Interview Room  

Peter and Laurel were sitting across from each other.

"I told you, Jason Brodeur is powerful," Peter told her.

Laurel nodded.

    ➣   

Hallway

A guard let Ankov in through a back exit.

Ankov handed him a stack of cash. "Time to unlock the cages."

    ➣ 

Interview Room  

Peter and Laurel were sitting across from each other.

"I've been here before," Peter told her. "These lawyers holding out these little nuggets of hope."

    ➣ 

Hallway  

Someone flipped the switch to turn the power off.

    ➣   

Interview Room

Peter and Laurel sat across from each other.

The power turned off.

Alarms started to blare.

A guard looked out of the windows to see prisoners escaping their cells.

Laurel stood in shock, watching the prisoners through the window.

    ➣ ➣   

The guard turned to face Peter and Laurel. "The warden's setting up a secure perimeter in 'C' block. Stay here, Miss Lance."

The guard walked toward the door.

"Wait," Laurel told him.

The guard walked out, leaving.

    ➣ 

Hallway  

Prisoners were beating guards and wardens.

Laurel and Peter ran down the hallway toward the guard that had been in the room with them.

The guard was being restrained and beaten.

"There's Lance," a man told them.

A prisoner walked toward Laurel. An arrow was shot into his arm.

Oliver was dressed as a guard with a ski mask over his face. His voice was disguised. "Let's go."

Oliver led Laurel and Peter away from the prisoners, hitting Prisoner 1 in the head with his bow, flipping him to the floor, running along, leading the two with him.

A SWAT team ran closer.

Oliver led Laurel and Peter into a side room.

    ➣ 

Backroom  

Oliver, Laurel and Peter ran inside.

Ankov was dressed as a prisoner, coming out of hiding in front of Oliver, punching him in the face, kicking him to the ground. He grabbed Laurel, pushing her face first against a chain link fence wall, turning to push her to the floor, straddling her, strangling her.

Oliver stood, running toward Ankov, tackling him to the floor, punching him repeatedly.

Laurel gasped for breath, starting to sit up.

Oliver was still punching Ankov.

Laurel stood, walking closer, grabbing his arm to stop him. "Stop!"

Oliver stood, pushing Laurel back away from Ankov.

A SWAT team ran inside without looking at Oliver because he was dressed like a guard.

Laurel backed away against the wall to get out of their way.

The SWAT team pulled Ankov out of the room.

Oliver walked out, leaving.

    ➣   

Outside

Police and ambulance were here.

Laurel was standing by a police car.

Jessica and Lance walked closer.

Jessica sighed in relief when she saw she was unhurt. "Laurel."

Laurel was crying. She and Jessica embraced, pulling away.

Lance embraced Laurel. "Sweetie." They pulled away. "What are you--"

"I'm all right," Laurel told them.

"You sure?" Jessica asked.

"I'm sorry about what I said to you," Laurel told them. 

"Yeah, well, you were right," Jessica told her. "I got a confession tape from the girl in blue. It has Jason Brodeur admitting to Camille Declan's murder. We got the wrong guy."

"Now, listen to me, Laurel," Lance told her. "I'm right, too, about them. The vigilantes. They're dangerous. They're outside the law."

"I know," Laurel told them. "The hood... he's a killer. There's something inside of him that's... you would have killed that man. I saw that look in his eyes." Oliver was sitting on the rooftop next over, still dressed as a guard, pulling off his ski mask. "It was like he had no remorse."

    ➣ 

Flashback - Five Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Cave 

Yao Fei and Oliver were still in the cave.

Yao Fei was building another trap.

Oliver was looking at the unharmed bird in the first trap. He looked at Yao Fei. "Hey, please. I'm starving. I never killed anything before." He opened the trap to grab the bird, looking at it in regret. "I'm sorry."

Oliver had to look away while he broke the bird's neck, sighing heavily.

    ➣ 

Now

Night - Iron Heights Prison - Outside  

Oliver was still on the rooftop, gazing off sadly.

Lance, Jessica and Laurel were still talking.

Jessica held Laurel's hand. "Let's get you home."

They started to walk away.

"How'd he get into that prison, anyway, huh?" Lance asked. "A grown man in an outfit and a hood, that kind of stands out a little, doesn't it?"

"He actually wasn't wearing the outfit this time," Laurel told them. "He was in a prison guard uniform and a ski mask."

Lance was thinking.

"What?" Jessica asked.

"Nothing," Lance told them. "I just had an idea. Get in the car."

Jessica and Laurel got into the car.

Lance looked around, sighing.

    ➣   

Tempest Warehouse - Outside

Walter approached the warehouse, looking at the key pad next to it. He typed in tempest. The code was wrong. He typed in Oliver. The code was wrong. He typed in Thea. The code was wrong. He typed in Skylar. The code was wrong. He thought for a moment, typing in Robert.

The door unlocked, opening.

    ➣ 

Inside  

Walter walked in, standing on a balcony over the main room. He turned on the light, seeing the remains of the 'Queen's Gambit' on the floor below. He was absolutely confused.

    ➣   

Police Precinct 

Lance and Hilton were sitting at a desk with a CSU tech named Kelton.

Kelton was typing on the computer. "Okay, here's the security footage from the exchange building shooting, but I've already scrubbed through all of it."

"Yeah?" Lance asked. "Well, we're gonna do it again. So, listen, when you went through the camera security tapes, you were looking for a guy in a green outfit and a green hood, right?"

"What do you want me to look for, a man in a wig and a tutu?" Kelton asked.

Hilton chuckled.

"I want you to look for anything that's out of the ordinary, okay?" Lance asked. "Just look." Kelton fast forwarded through the footage. "Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, wait. Go back 10 seconds. What is that?" Kelton rewound the footage. Oliver was on tape, kneeling on the floor, going through a bag, pulling out a ski mask. "I'll be damned. Play that again."

    ➣ ➣   

Day Four 

Day - Park

Peter and Laurel were walking through the park.

"Thank you, Laurel," Peter told her.

"Don't thank me," Laurel told him. They walked toward Izzy Declan and her grandmother. "I think there's someone that wants to see you."

Peter smiled at the sight of his daughter. "Izzy."

Peter knelt to the ground.

Izzy walked closer at first, and then started to run toward her father, right into his arms. 

Peter was crying in relief to hold her again.

Laurel smiled a small smile.

    ➣ 

Queen Industries - Basement  

Jill was in the hideout, sitting at a table, watching the news on the laptop, seeing the police take Jason away.

The headline read:

Jason Brodeur Arrested - Peter Declan Freed 

Man: (on laptop) "At least five city and local agencies are seeking millions of dollars in fines and environmental cleanup costs from Brodeur Chemical. In light of new facts that Brodeur Chemical employee Camille Declan had discovered Brodeur was illegally disposing waste and had collected a file of evidence against her employer before her murder in 2007. Peter Declan, who was convicted of killing his wife, has been released, and the case has been reopened."

Oliver walked toward Jill.

Jill closed the laptop, turning to face him in her seat. "So?"

"Laurel's safe," Oliver answered. "Peter Declan is back with his daughter, his family, where he belongs."

"You're welcome for getting the confession out of Jason," Jill told him.

Oliver sighed. "Thank you, Jill."

Jill nodded.

They smiled small smiles.

Oliver took out his father's journal to cross of Jason Brodeur's name.

    ➣ 

Flashback - Five Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Cave

Oliver and Yao Fei were in the cave.

Oliver was eating his cooked bird.

Yao Fei sat on the ground in front of him, nodding in approval, speaking in Chinese. "Shengcun. [Survive.]"

"Yeah, bird, I know," Oliver told him.

"Shengcun not mean 'bird'," Yao Fei told him. Oliver looked up in surprise. "Shengcun mean 'survive'."

"You speak English," Oliver told him.

"You want survive this place, bird not last thing you kill," Yao Fei told him. He took out the picture of Laurel to show him. "And forget her. You look at that all day, you not survive this place."

    ➣   

Now

Day - Parking Lot

Moira walked across the parking lot toward a parked limo.

The driver opened the backseat door for her.

Moira got into the backseat of the limo.

The driver closed the door.

    ➣   

Limo

Moira was sitting with a man named Malcolm Merlyn. "You wanted to see me?"

"You look nervous, Moira," Malcolm told her.

Moira nodded. "Hmm. Do I have a reason to be?"

"We all do," Malcolm told her, showing her the sketches of Sapphire and Arrow.

"What, are you worried that your net worth makes you a target for the vigilantes?" Moira asked.

"Jason Brodeur, Adam Hunt, Warren Patel," Malcolm told her. "Tell me you see a connection, Moira."

"They're not targeting the rich," Moira realized.

"No, they're not," Malcolm agreed. "They're targeting the list."

    ➣ 

Queen Mansion - Living Room  

Jill was sitting on the couch, having a drink.

Oliver led John and Justin inside.

Jill looked at them in surprise.

Oliver shrugged.

Jill looked at John and Justin. "You here for the new body guard positions? 'Cause the new guys just quit."

"No, we're not," Justin answered. "We're here about the other positions."

Jill nodded, putting her drink on the table, standing. 

John walked closer. "Just to be clear, I'm not signing on to be a sidekick. But you were right, Jill. Fighting for this city needs to be done, and you're gonna do this with or without me."

Oliver nodded. "Yeah."

"But with us, there'll be fewer casualties, including the two of you," John told them.

"I'm not looking for anybody to save me," Jill told them.

"Maybe not, but you two need someone just the same," Justin told them. "You are fighting a war, except you have no idea what war does to you, how it scrapes off little pieces of your soul. And you need someone to remind you of who you are, not this thing you're becoming."

John and Justin offered their hands for them to shake.

Oliver and Jill shook them.

    ➣ 

Foyer  

Police walked in toward Walter. "Oliver Queen."

"What is this?" Walter asked. "You can't just barge in here."

"Yeah?" Lance asked. "Well, I got a badge and a gun that say different."

Skylar and Thea stood at the top of the stairs. 

"What the hell's going on?" Thea asked.

Oliver, Jill, John and Justin walked in.

"Oliver, what happening?" Skylar asked.

"Detective Lance--" Walter started.

"Oliver Queen, you're under arrest on suspicion of obstruction of justice, aggravated assault," Lance told him.

The police started to handcuff Oliver.

"What is going on?" Jill asked.

"Walter, stop them!" Skylar told him.

Lance ignored them, looking at Oliver. "Trespassing, acting as a vigilante--"

"Are you out of your mind?" Thea asked.

"And murder," Lance told him.

Lance and Hilton started to lead Oliver to the door.

"You have the right to remain silent," Hilton told him. "Give up that right..."

The police took Oliver away, leaving Thea, Skylar, Justin, John, Walter and Jill to watch them go.

Jill was the only one who wasn't shocked.

    ➣    ➣

1.05 "Damaged" Promo 

From 1.05 "Damaged", outside the police precinct, the police pulled Oliver the back of the police car.

Laurel: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "You're looking at life in prison, Oliver."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in the interrogation room, Oliver and Lance sat across from each other.

"I am not who you think I am," Oliver told him.

From 1.05 "Damaged", in flashback on the island, Jill pulled herself up onto the beach of Lian Yu, breathing heavily, lying on the wet sand.

Woman: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "Mr. Queen spent five years on a deserted island."

From 1.05 "Damaged", on the island in a soldier camp, soldiers brought Jill to a less remote part of the island that had even more men with military vehicles and weaponry.

More soldiers were leading Oliver toward a tent of his own.

Oliver and Jill saw each other across the way, looking at each other in confusion, knowing that they were the only ones there against their will.

Woman: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "Along with a woman by the name of Jillian Wright."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in the interrogation room, Oliver, Jessica, Lance and Jessica were sitting at the table.

Oliver was talking a polygraph. "The people there tortured us."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in flashback in a tent, Jill was sitting in the tent, weak and tortured and bleeding, tied up.

A man in normal clothes and a man with a black and orange mask were standing over her.

Lance: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "I know a guilty man when I see one."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in the courtroom, Oliver was sitting at the defendant's table.

Walter, Thea, Skylar, Moira and Jill were sitting in the row behind him.

Lance: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "They are both guilty."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in the interrogation room, Jessica, Laurel and Lance were talking.

"Whether you can see it or not," Lance told them.

From 1.05 "Damaged", outside the Queen Mansion, a prison-themed party was going on.

Lance was in the crowd.

Moira: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "By accusing Oliver and Jill..."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in the Queen Mansion, a man dressed as a waiter hid a gun underneath a tray.

Moira: (voice over from 1.05 Damaged) "You've made them targets."

From 1.05 "Damaged", in flashback in the tent, Yao Fei walked in, aiming his bow and arrow at the ropes binding Jill, cutting her free. 

Oliver picked Jill up in his arms in a cradle, as she was too tortured and too weak, lost too much blood to walk on her own.

From 1.05 "Damaged", in Skylar's room, Skylar was looking at the hosen Oliver had given her.

From 1.05 "Damaged", in Oliver's room, Oliver hit the waiter in the head with a lamp, making him fall.

From 1.05 "Damaged", in a warehouse, a man stood, trying to shoot Jill/Sapphire. Jill used her sword to push the barrel of the gun up to the ceiling to make the shots fire up, spinning around, slashing him in the back of the legs, making him fall to his knees, flipping him to the ground.

From 1.05 "Damaged", in the Queen Mansion, the waiter aimed a gun at Oliver, preparing to pull the trigger.

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