❝You can't keep hiding things from me, from our family Oliver!❞
❝You don't understand Char.❞
❝I understand perfectly well. But so you know, one day all these secrets is what will tear this family apart or worse, get us all killed.❞
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CHARLOTTE COULDN'T explain the way she was feeling at the moment. Terrified or overjoyed, you could say it was both. It had been five long years since her hope of finding her brother and father ran out. Now some of that hope has returned in the form of Oliver Queen.
The Queen girl couldn't help that her hands shooked with nervousness. She was going to meet her brother for the first time in years, her new brother. When she had arrived at the hospital with her mother, Moira, the family doctor had explained to the Queen women that the Oliver they found might not be the same Oliver that they have lost. Charlotte understood but she was sure her mother believed that their Ollie was still there.
Charlotte waited outside the room as her mother went in and greeted Oliver. It didn't take long for the two to embrace one another and begin crying. During the embrace Oliver had looked over and saw Charlotte. That's when she could hold it in anymore.
"Charlie?" Oliver said softly, as if he spoke too loud he would wake himself up and lose everything again.
Oliver had to take in the appearance of his once baby sister. The last time he saw her Charlotte was sporting red streaks within her blonde hair, it was his idea for her to get them. She use to wear such plain clothing like a simple pair of jeans and a nerdy t-shirt that held a superhero from a comic or even a band shirt. Now Charlotte wore a simple strappy, cutout dress the color of navy blue as it was paired with black pumps and a tan overcoat. She seemed so mature, even for her age.
"Hello brother," Charlotte spoke in the same tone and was to afraid that if she talked louder she would wake up from such a wonderful dream.
When Oliver pulled away from Moira it only took seconds for the cold air to be replaced by another warm body in a tighter embrace then before. A silent sob followed a moment later from Charlotte at the feeling of her brother's hug.
Its still the same as I remember, Charlotte thought.
Charlotte never wanted to let Oliver go again. She planned on hanging onto dear life until it brought her complete happiness or killed her. Whichever one came first.
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The Queen family waisted no time in getting Oliver discharged and brought home. The car ride was nice and quiet. In fact it was peaceful, something Charlotte desperately needed.
As soon as they pulled up to the Queen mansion, a nice brick structure that represented a castle almost, Charlotte wasted no time in pulling Oliver inside. Moira smiled at the sight of her two eldest children together once more.
