Capítulo 18: Arrow ~ Next of Kin ~ Part One
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"Eyes on Faust?"
Dinah ran across the rooftop, catching sight of the man trying to run away the next building over. "Shoot her!" he yelled.
Dinah ducked behind cover as two of his mercenaries fired machine guns at her. "I got him," she answered. "He's in the structure next door."
"Everyone, get into position."
"Copy that," Curtis relayed.
"On it, Hoss," Rene added.
"You got it," Dinah stood up. She looked up when a figure in green dove off the roof above her, and she screamed, her Canary Cry catapulting him onto the next building over.
***
Rene and Curtis hurried down the stairwell towards the parking garage, stopping when they heard the sound of a fight on the other side. They exchanged glances before planting themselves in front of the door, blocking the way out.
Sure enough, Faust opened the door a moment later, looking for an escape. His eyes bugged open wide when he saw them there, then he was knocked out by a fist in the head. "Ooo, down for the count," Rene chuckled. "No more bombs for you, bitch."
"Go, Green Arrow," Curtis grinned, then blinked. "Or should I call you the Green Arrow? It feels kind of weird."
"It's weird," Dig confirmed. "But at some point, we all have to get used to it."
***
"Seemed to go well out there tonight," Felicity complimented as Dig hung up his bow.
"Yeah, we make a good team," Dig nodded.
"And yet you still have a worried face."
"It's because sooner or later, someone's going to find out that the Green Arrow isn't shooting any arrows."
"Yeah, well, Curtis and I are working on that," Felicity assured him.
"Good," Dig smiled. "Thank you."
"OK," Felicity nodded. "I am going to go home. I'm going to sleep, and maybe I'll even get four hours."
Felicity walked past Dinah, who chuckled at the statement. Dig watched Felicity go, then sighed at Dinah. "Maybe in another week, I'll get used to that judgmental stare you keep giving me."
"This isn't judgment," Dinah shook her head. "It's amusement."
"Hmm," Dig raised an eyebrow.
Dinah made a face of intense concentration, then mocked his voice deeply. "'Sooner or later, someone's gonna find out the Green Arrow isn't shooting any arrows.'"
"Dinah, I'm not an archer," Dig sighed.
"No, it's not about the arrows, John," Dinah shook her head. "It's about the injury. I thought you were gonna talk to Oliver!"
"I was, until he asked me to put this on," Dig told her truthfully.
"Which he never would have done if he knew the truth!"
"Dinah, what do you want from me?" Dig sighed. "The man's under the FBI microscope. He's worried about his son."
"Imagine how worried he'd be if he knew you were out there compromised."
"Did you see me tonight?" Dig raised an eyebrow. "Did I look compromised? Dinah, I have this handled. The tremor's gone."
"Well, I guess I worried for nothing, then," Dinah remarked, walking past Dig.
***
Oliver looked up from the stove when he heard William's door open. "Good morning!" he called.
"Morning," William replied, barely looking up from the book his nose was buried in.
"To make sure my memory isn't going, you like your eggs scrambled, right?"
"Yes, I do," William confirmed.
"Good," Oliver slid a plate his way. "That's what I made you."
"This is for real for real, isn't it?" William asked, looking at him.
"Me being around more?" Oliver asked.
"And not the other guy?" William nodded.
"It is for real for real," Oliver smirked. "If that's cool with you."
"Yeah," William smiled.
"Good," Oliver smiled back before nodding at his textbook. "What you got there?"
"Math," William sighed. "Big test later this week."
"Yeah," Oliver nodded. "I know what it's like, switching schools, but don't worry about it. You'll get there."
"Not by the end of this week," William shook his head. "I'll be lucky to get a C."
"Nothing wrong with getting a C every once in a while," Oliver told him. "I used to get Ds. I would've been psyched for a C."
"Dad," William sighed.
"I am kidding," Oliver told him. "Just, I think that if you relax a little bit more, it'll come easier."
William nodded, then picked at his eggs a bit more before asking, "I got to study. Can I be excused?"
"Yeah," Oliver nodded.
"Thanks," William gave a strained smile, grabbing his book and heading back for his room.
"Yup," Oliver watched him go, a concerned look on his face.
***
"Hey," Quentin greeted Oliver when he came out of the elevator.
"Hey," Oliver responded with a sigh.
"Ooo, that doesn't sound good," Thea remarked. "You all right?"
"Ye – no," Oliver changed his mind mid-word. "William's stressing over a test. I tried to be supportive, and I feel like I just – "
"You're making it worse?" Thea guessed.
"Yeah," Oliver sighed.
"I feel your pain," Quentin told him sympathetically. "That was Dinah's department. I don't know what I'd have done parenting alone."
Oliver gave him a look, and Thea sighed. "Hey, you'll figure it out, Ollie. Kara's coming over soon, right?"
"Yeah," Oliver nodded, checking his phone. "She's got an article due tomorrow afternoon, she'll be here in the evening."
"Maybe she can help you with William," Thea suggested. "You make a good team."
"Yeah, we do," Oliver smiled fondly as they headed for his office.
That smile faded rather quickly when he entered and saw who was sitting in front of his desk. "Agent Watson," he greeted stiffly. "I do not believe you are on my schedule."
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