My Name is Thea Queen, I Am the Arrow

The Hood

"Hilton, put an APB on this sketch." Detective Lance says as he sends Detective Hilton the picture. 

"Are you serious, Quentin?" Detective Hilton says questioningly as he looks at the sketch. 

"That's the person who killed those men in the warehouse." I say strongly. 

"Great, so arrest every person who is walking around in a hood. Easy enough." Detective Hilton says sarcastically. 

"A green hood, to be exact." I correct. 

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"Who's your friend, Mom?" I ask I walk into our mansion, to see Mom and a tall, built black man standing in front of the door.

"John Diggle." He greets sticking out his hand for me to shake.

"Mr. Diggle here, will be your bodyguard." Mom says as we start shaking hands.

"Ha, thanks, but no thanks." I laugh as I start jogging up the stairs toward my room.

"Thea." Mom says warningly. 

"I hope you can keep up with me, Mr. Diggle." I sigh. 

"I will, Ms. Queen." John says. 

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"Let's go, Mr. Diggle." I say as I slide down the stair railing, John jogging down right behind me. 

"Where, if I may ask, Ms. Queen?" John ask as he throws on his coat. 

"A friend's." I say as John opens the door for us. 

"Descriptive." John laughs. 

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I knock on the wooden apartment door, and wait patiently with John. 

"Loosen up, Mr. Diggle. I'm 17, not 43. Put a smile on that face." I say as fidget with my hands.

"I don't get paid to smile, Ms. Queen." John deadpans. 

"How much are we paying you anyway?" I question. 

John turns to look at me and rolls his eyes. Before John could lay a sarcastic remark, the door of the apartment opens, revealing Sara Lance. 

"Thea Queen." Sara greets. 

"Sara Lance. Laurel around?" I say. 

"Maybe. What's the password?" Sara jokes,

"Sara, go home." Laurel says as she pushes Sara out of the doorway into the hall.

Sara turns and smirks. Sara waves goodbye as she enters the stairwell to leave.

"Thea, and friend, come in." Laurel says as she signals us to come in.

"I'll wait out here, thank you." John says kindly.

"Suit yourself, Mr. Diggle." I say as I walk inside the apartment and close the door behind me.

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"What is Thea Queen doing on my side of town, with a bodyguard no less?" Laurel says with a playful smile as she closes the door behind us.

"Is it that obvious?" I laugh as I flop down on the couch. 

"Yes." Laurel says as she laughs along. 

"Well, I came to see how you were doing. Wanted to make sure you were really okay." I say as I place a comforting hand on her leg.

"It's kinda scary, knowing you were going through all of that and I was just asleep." Laurel confesses.

"Hey, I'm glad it was me and not you. I can take a couple traumatic experiences." I say rubbing her leg.

"It's not fair, Thea." Laurel says with tears in her eyes.

"What, Laurel?" I say as I scoot closer and cup her cheek.

"No one should go through what you've been. All the pain, all the tears, I don't understand how you're still standing." Laurel cries. 

"Better me then anyone else in my family." I say.

"How can you say that, Speedy?" Laurel says starting to get angry. 

"Laurel, I like to think that with all the pain and suffering I've endured, it was for a reason. That maybe the reason I survived and the reason I'm back home is for something important." I confess. 

Before either of us could speak, Laurel's phone goes off, signaling a phone call. Laurel signs as she reaches into her pocket and takes out cell phone. 

"Its work, I have to take this. I'll be back." Laurel says she wipes away her tears and stands up from the couch. 

I nod on understanding as she's walks into the kitchen to take the call. Getting bored, I reach for the tv remote and turn on the tv. When the tv turns on, it's set on a news network 

"Everything okay?" I ask, as I hear come in.

"Yeah, just a friend asking for some advice on a case." Laurel says she sits back down the couch, a little further from me then she was before. 

"Who's that?" I ask as I point to the man who is being shown on the news report. 

"Oh, that's Adam Hunt. CEO of Hunt Multinational." Laurel says. 

"Wait, Adam Hunt? The Adam Hunt?" I question as I sit up. 

"Yeah, why is he so important?" Laurel ask. 

"Um, nothing. I just remembered, I have plans with Ollie. I'll see you later." I say as I stand up and walk out the apartment. 

'Adam Hunt is on the list. He's on my list.' I think.