Daughter of the Arrow

Epilogue

"Wait up, 'Livia!" the blond, four year old boy cried out as he ran across the yard.

"No way, Conner!" his eight year old sister called back to him.   "Go play with Jai!"

"Jai's too fast to race with!"

"I didn't say race with him, I said play.   He's a speedster, and you can't even keep up with me!"

"But I wanna play with you!"

Oliver looked out the window and shook his head at the antics of his youngest children.   They were growing up so fast.   Conner was already four, Olivia was in second grade... time had flown.   Had it really been five and a half years since he had come back to Earth, to his family?

Green Arrow and Black Canary had returned to protect Star City, backed by Arrowette, Red Arrow, and Cheshire.

Lian was staying with Oliver and Dinah for the weekend while her parents went and did... well, Oliver didn't really know what Roy and Jade were off doing, but then.. he probably didn't want to know.   It also happened to be a long week-end with a holiday, so the Wests had packed up a driven west to Star City.   How Artemis had managed to keep her speedster husband, daughter, and younger son in the car that long was a mystery.   The five Wests, Lian, Mia, his youngest two children, Dinah, and himself in the same place had equaled the family get together.

Three archers, a Canary, three speedsters, four future archers, though Dinah was betting on at least one of their kids inheriting the Canary Cry, under one roof for a week end.   What could possibly go wrong?

Which was when he heard the sonic scream from the outside...

He was on his feet immediately, running outside.   At the sound of feet running behind him, Oliver glanced back to see Dinah come running out of the door.   That alone begged the question of who's scream it had been...

Coming over the slight rise, Oliver could see the kids at the base of it.   Several of the kids were on the ground.   He could see Will pushing himself up into a sitting position, holding his head.   As he and Dinah neared, several of the other kids also started to get up, but his attention was on Olivia.   Olivia was one of the few standing; she also had her hands clamped over her mouth.   

"Olivia?" Dinah called out to her daughter as they got to the kids.   "Is everything alright?" she asked.

Olivia shook her head, hands still clamped over her mouth.   Dinah tried to move on of Olivia's hands and Olivia jerked out of her mom's grip, returning it to help the other hand cover her mouth.

"Olivia, it's okay to lower your hands," Dinah said gently.   "Lowering your hands won't cause it to happen again."

Olivia looked warily at her mom, but lowered her hands.

"I won't ask you to speak, Livia," Dinah said.   "You made the scream."    

Olivia nodded.  

"I wondered if you would have it too," Dinah said.   At her daughter's confusion, Dinah said, "I can do it too.   So can your grandma.   She called it a Canary Cry..."

And so begins a new era.

Thank you to everyone who read this!

~Doorkeeper