"I left Starling to stop being a vigilante."
"Then don't be a vigilante, be a hero."
Olivia Theresa Wells.
Former member of the League of Assassins.
Current member of Team Arrow.
Codename: The Nightingale.
After two years working with the Arrow...
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—REWRITTEN—
"Barry, there's an intersection coming up. Hurry!" Cait says. I'm sitting this one out. Barry wanted to try it alone, wanting to get better at his job, and I have no reason to risk something as important as this based on our own, personal... awkwardness.
"This should slow 'em down," Cisco says he creates a red light.
"Guys which way?" Barry asks through the comms.
"Right," I say as Cisco says, "Left."
"Left," We switch, "Right."
"Stop! You both hear, you're telling me two different things, right?" He says.
"Barry, listen up," Dad says rolling in. I move out of the way so he can speak to Barry. "Listen carefully. Here is what you're going to do. Now, the Queen is trying to make it to the bridge, but I have a shortcut, wait for it, and left... Left... Right."
"I see her," He says.
"Make her go west before Fremont," I say stepping in.
"Okay, how?"
"I'd recommend a detour," Dad replies. "Now, the King is headed for the entrance to the interstate."
"What entrance?" He asks.
"Atta boy," Dad says, "Check..."
"Got the keys," Barry says.
"Mate," I finish with a smirk. Me and Dad share a smile as Barry zooms in.
"Give me some! Yeah!" Cisco says as they high-five.
"Efficiently done, Mr. Allen," Dad says. Barry nods at him and then looks at me. We lock eyes and then we avert our gazes quickly. Ever since the kiss, things have been awkward between us. While we've managed to keep things professional, but a brush of a hand or looking at each other with a specific look in our eyes will send us back to that moment, our powers spiraling out of control just like they did at the time.
"We need a picture," Cisco says.
"Pretty sure rule number one of having a secret identity is not taking pictures of yourself in your super suit without a mask on," Barry says as I nod, standing up.
"Oh, come on, please! This is just for us. This is just for us. This is to document all this," Cisco says.
"Who knows? Maybe people in the future will want to know how all this happened," Dad adds.
"All right, well, if you want the future to have the whole story, then, we all need to be in it," Barry says.
"First, let me put on some makeup," Caitlin says as I nod.
