Pretty much Thea makes a friend while her brothers away and this is her story and journey throughout the arrow seasons.
I suck at descriptions I'm sorry.
Season 1-???
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Sams POV
Felicity and I called Mr. Steele from the office. I would've gone to help Thea escape the dinner party her parents are hosting, but Felicity was serious when she said she was gonna drive me home everyday. When Mr. Steele answered he said, "I'm in the middle of a dinner party, Ms. Smoak so I hope thi sis of some importance."
"I guess that depends on how you define important." Felicity responds. "See most people would consider finding a list of names written in subsonic ultraviolet invisible ink important."
"But then I already know that don't I?"
"Did you know seven of the names on the list are guys the vigilantes had in his crosshairs? That is, if bows had crosshairs. Which they don't." I respond.
"Well, it is a rather long list, Sam. So, I would expect there to be some overlap."
"Like Doug Miller." Felicity names.
"Head of Applied Sciences at Queen Consolidated. What of him?"
"Mr. Miller may end up getting an arrow in his stocking because he's on the list." I explain.
"So... important or not?" Felicity asks.
The next day Felicity and I were in our office (I can't remember if I had them sharing an office or not but they are now) looking at the list of names on her tablet when Oliver walked in scaring us.
"Hey." He greeted making us jump.
"Don't you knock?" I ask.
"Sam, this is the IT department. It's not the ladies room."
"Right." I said a little embarrassed.
"What can we do for you?" Felicity asks logging out of her tablet.
"My buddy Steve is really into archery." Oliver starts making me suspicious because one I've never heard of a "Buddy Steve" from Thea and two archery? That's odd. "Apparently it's, you know, it's all the rage now."
"I don't know why." Felicity says.
"Yeah." I agree smiling a little. "It looks utterly ridiculous to me."
"Mm-hmm." Oliver agrees looking at me a little suspiciously. "Any way, it's Steve's birthday next weekend and I wanted to buy him some arrows. The thing is, he gets these special custom-made arrows and I have no idea where he gets them." He explains pulling an arrow out of a container. "I was hoping you two could find out where this came from." I go to take it from him when he pulls it back. "Careful."
"Yeah." I say understandingly. "The shaft's composite is patented." I say as Felicity brings up Bing on her computer and starts searching.
"And that Patent is registered to a company called Sagittarius." Felicity tells him.
