***
Kara walked through the halls of A.R.G.U.S. until she reached the office area where Felicity and Dig were waiting. She knocked and walked in, then stopped when she saw Felicity looked dead on her feet. "I could call Winn and ask him to help?" she suggested sheepishly, holding up a memory block.
Felicity blinked exhaustion from her eyes and straightened. "Better than Oliver would have done."
"Yeah, and the others," Kara agreed, handing her the drive. "That was given to us by Jerry Bertinelli. According to Malcolm, the port is the only thing the Bertinelli has left. Cayden James and Evelyn Sharpe are trying to take it from them."
"So we're getting in bed with the Bertinellis now?" Dig asked incredulously.
"I remember the last time we got in bed with one of the Bertinellis," Felicity began, only to blanch when Kara arched an eyebrow at her, daring her to say anything more. She quickly cleared her throat and turned back around, hastily working to plug in the block. "Not a good thing to say to the boss's superpowered fiancée . . . "
"Two nights ago, they paid Bertinelli a visit," Kara continued as if Felicity hadn't spoken. "This is the security footage. They made a threat against his daughter."
"Well, what's on here might help us locate them," Felicity nodded.
"That's the plan," Kara nodded.
Felicity pulled up footage on her computer, raising an eyebrow when she saw the car on screen. "Well, what about a license plate?"
She clicked on it, and Kara and Dig leaned forward, watching the plate clear. "Old school," Dig remarked. "I like it."
"Little bit of old school combined with some new school, and I'm about to find us this Cayden James needle in the Star City haystack," Felicity promised.
"Thank you," Kara smiled, standing up. "And now I'm going to make sure Oliver actually sleep tonight."
"We are forever in your debt," Dig chuckled.
"Just looking out for him!" Kara grinned, heading out the door. "Happy hunting!"
***
"Then I was thinking after school, we could hit up the zoo," Rene told his daughter excitedly the next morning. "They have this new reptile room with a Komodo dragon. Thing's so big, it could eat a That's dope, right?"
"I guess so," Zoe nodded, a distracted smile on her face.
"What's up, sweets?" Rene bent down in concern. "I thought you were all about this animal stuff."
"I am, but . . . " Zoe fidgeted slightly. "Why aren't you going into work today?"
"I's . . . " Rene fumbled with what to say. "Going through a little transitional period."
"Will I have to leave again?" Zoe asked worriedly.
"Hey," Rene came around to come face to face with her. "No one will ever take you away from me again." Zoe smiled happily at Rene, who turned when there was a knock at the door. He walked over and opened it, nodding when he saw Curtis on the other side. "What's up, dawg?"
"What's up, dawg?" Curtis nodded back, entering and holding up a paper bag. "I brought crogurts."
Rene repeated.
"I didn't name them," Curtis shook his head. "I just eat them. Hey, Zoe!"
"Hi, Curtis," Zoe smiled.
"Hey, go get your bag," Rene told her. "We're about to leave."
Zoe hopped off her stool and went to find her backpack, and Curtis smiled, watching her. "Must be great having her back, huh?"
"Best feeling in the world," Rene confirmed.
Curtis frowned, however, looking at his expression. "You don't like you're having the best feeling in the world, though."
"I can't shake how everything went down with Oliver," Rene confessed. "In order to do right for me, I . . . I had to betray him."
"You had to put your daughter first," Curtis assured him. "She's family. Is that why you called me over?"
"Actually, I was thinking," Rene answered. "All the evidence Agent Watson says she has against me has to be digitized, right?"
"Yeah," Curtis nodded.
"So what if that evidence suddenly vanished?" Rene suggested. "Then I'll be able to . . . what do you call it? Um . . . recant."
"You put your family first, Rene," Curtis told him. "That's nothing to be ashamed about." Rene slumped, but Curtis continued, thinking out loud. "I mean, now, accessing the files might be a little easier now that the case has been moved back to the Star City D.A., but – "
"So that's a yes?" Rene asked hopefully.
"No, that's a 'let me think about it,'" Curtis corrected. When Rene gave him his best pleading look, however, he caved. "Fine, yeah, I'll do it. We all know I'll do it."
"Aw!" Rene whooped, high fiving Curtis as he laughed. "That's what I'm talking about, Hoss!"
***
"Oh!" Dinah laughed as she walked with Vincent by the water that night. "That was – that the worst stakeout of my life! Do you remember? OK, it was, like, what, minus one? It was I was freezing my ass off, and the car's heater broke down."
"I warned you about that," Vincent grinned.
"Yeah, you did, and I didn't listen," Dinah conceded.
"I think there's a life lesson in there somewhere," Vincent smirked.
"Oh, ha ha," Dinah laughed sarcastically. "I think I drank a gallon of coffee that night to stay warm. I had to pee so bad. I've never had to pee so bad in my life! And I had to go back behind the car so, you know. I mean, I wasn't gonna ask the scumbag if I could use his bathroom. Oh, God, and the second I go back there, he decides to make a run for it, that son of a bitch. I go chasing after him, fall face-first into the snow bank, and knock – knock myself out on the curb!"
Vincent joined in on her laughter, which faded as they stopped and realized how close they were to each other. "This is complicated," he said. "I know."
"I'm used to complicated," Dinah told him. "Vine, this is a whole new level."
"It doesn't have to be," Vincent shook his head.
"I stopped being the Black Canary weeks ago," Dinah told him. "I really want to uncomplicate my life right now."
"Just so long you don't forget to live it," Vincent reminded her. Dinah nodded in agreement, looking up at him as he moved closer to her. Their lips were just inches from touching when Vincent's phone chirped loudly. Dinah closed her eyes, internally cursing their luck. Vincent seemed to do the same thing as he sighed, pulling out his phone. "I'm sorry," he told her regretfully. When he looked at the message, however, he took a deep breath. "Text from an informant. My next target's on the move." Dinah gave him a warning look, which he grinned at. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill him."