Fighting for the Heart

Untitled Part 25

Moira stood in Oliver's changing room waiting impatiently. She had something she wanted to do, no she needed to do, but she had to make sure that Oliver and Felicity were in a good place first. She walked over to Robert and he put his arm around her waist.

"You ok?" he asked.

"I am fine." she said and smiled. "Our son looked amazing up there. To see him fighting with such strength after we were told he might never walk again."

"I know. It was truly wonderful to see." Robert kissed her forehead.

"Our son is going to go all the way Robert. He is going to succeed." she said with conviction.

Robert smiled at her as they heard the door open and Oliver and Felicity walked in holding hands. When Moira saw them, she smiled. She could tell they were in a good place and that was all she needed to see. She excused herself and told Robert she would meet him later. She had something she needed to take care of today. It was long overdue.

***

Laurel stood in the hallway waiting for her next interview. She thought back over her conversation with Oliver and what he said about Sara. She knew it was true. Sara has been the best of both of them and a part of her had died with her sister that day. Every time she saw Oliver she wished that he had been the one to die. She knew it was irrational on her part, but she could not help herself. He had chosen her sister over her and now her sister was dead.

She looked through her notes on the fighter she was about to interview and looked up when she heard steps approaching. She saw Moira Queen walking toward her and gave her a genuine smile. Despite how she felt about her son, she liked Moira. The woman was strong and Laurel admired that in her.

"Moira. What a nice surprise. I didn't realize you and Robert were back from your trip." Laurel gave her a smile, but it slowly died as Moira walked up, a glimmer in her eye that made Laurel take a step back.

"Laurel, can we talk for a moment? Somewhere private?"

Laurel nodded uncertainly and the followed Moira into a nearby empty room, and when Moira turned to her, her eyes were hard as steel.

"So, I heard your interview with Oliver this morning." Moira said and her voice dripped ice.

"Oliver has come a long way since the accident." Laurel said snidely.

"Yes he has. And he is going to go all the way to the top." Moira said confidently. "And you are not going to screw it up for him."

Laurel looked a little taken a back. She had never heard Moira's tone so cold, so deadly. It sent a shiver up her spine.

"What makes you think I am going to screw it up?" Laurel asked, trying to act innocent when they both knew she was not.

"Two reasons Laurel. Tom and Emily."

Laurel looked Moira in shock. How did she know about them?

"Oh you thought I didn't know about that? I know everything that goes on in the MMA Laurel. I know you paid Tom and Emily to try and screw up my son's relationship with Felicity. I also know that despite the what you say and how you act, you want my son back."

Laurel looked down. She would never admit it to anyone, but it was true. After all of these years she still wanted Oliver. It was part of what drove her to do the things she did. It was what made her angry that he didn't notice her or even give her the time of day.

"Laurel, I don't have a time for games, so let me be perfectly clear. Stay away from my son and stay away from Felicity. You are done screwing with his life. If I find out you said one negative word or comment about him or Felicity, I am going to come down on you so hard your head will be in your ass. My son has worked too damn hard to get back to this point in his life and I am not going to allow a bitter, jealous bitch to mess it up for him."