Something Gained

Chapter 2

Oliver didn't think it was a good idea for Tommy to live alone in his old home right away, but he insisted on doing it.

"When does Thea's flight get in?" He asked.

"At 5. Are you going to pick her up at the airport?"

"Obviously," Tommy said, sipping from the carton of orange juice.

He shuffled over to the kitchen island. It had been almost a week since he came back. He still refused to talk about anything that happened in the 5 years he was gone. He had been distant and quiet, but he was practically glowing today. Thea had caught the first flight she could as soon as she heard about her brother. She left Star City as soon as she turned 18. She had nothing left here

"I'm going to spend the day with her," Tommy smiled.

"Aren't you nervous?" Oliver asked, "you haven't seen her in 5 years."

A shadow seemed to pass over Tommy's face, but he recovered quickly.

"She's still my little sister, that at least hasn't changed." He sighed.

"Tommy where were you?" Oliver spoke more to his hands than the man sitting in front of him, "how did you survive?"

"I clung to a lifeboat and floated to a hellish island where I lived for 5 years until some fishermen passed by Ollie, " he closed his eyes, "I don't want to talk about it."

Oliver didn't push it even though he still had a million questions. He slipped off his barstool and pulled on his jacket

"You should get ready for Thea."

***

It started as soon as he stepped out of Tommy's house. Oliver had this nagging feeling that he was being watched. He looked around. There were a few people walking around the posh neighbourhood.

Oliver shook his head and started walking towards the cafe at the edge of the street. A tingling feeling went up his spine and Oliver looked back. There was no on there. A lady walking her dog, a jogger and a man in a suit standing next to his car.

Oliver turned around and continued walking. The cool air from the air conditioner was a blessing after the heat outside. The smell of coffee was strong. I walked up to the counter.

"Coffee black, no sugar, please"

Oliver turned around with his coffee and slammed into a wall. He barely managed to hold on to his cup. The wall turned out to be a man. He was shorter than Oliver. He had dark hair and eyes.

"I'm really sorry," he was saying, "are you alright?"

"It's ok," Oliver fidgeted with his cup, "I'm fine."

The man was wearing an eyepatch. How had he missed that before?

He held out a hand and Oliver took it after a moment's hesitation.

"Slade Wilson," he smiled. "And you I believe are Oliver Queen."

A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to update but I have exams and I've been really busy. I'll try to update sooner. I hope you like it. This isn't proofread yet