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GENEVIEVE CARR was at least surprised to find the Arrow when answering a knocking to the door. I mean, it wasn't every day he just showed up at people's door like he was selling Girl Scout cookies. And in her brain processing that it was, in fact, the hooded vigilante that DID sometimes show up at people's door. But usually, that reason was to kill them so Genevieve did what any smart person would do and slammed the door in his face.

"Lucy!" Genevieve screamed as she wiped her hand at the sofa, willing it to move with her mind right in front of the door, blocking the vigilante from forcing his way in.

Lucy ran in the living room with a towel around her head and her favorite white robe on. Her attention went from her adopted daughter to the sofa in front of the door and then to the green gloved hand that was trying to move the door inside.

Lucy waved the whole situation away, "Oh, it's fine, Gen. Barry said we would be getting a visit from the Arrow soon," Lucy swiped her hand at the sofa, making it fly out of the way and into its usual place.

The door swung open and the Arrow fumbled in, turning a total face plant into a forward roll. Lucy waved her hand once more and the door closed from prying eyes. Then she approached the hooded figure that was now visibly breathing a little harder.

Lucy stuck her hand out for the Arrow to take, "Hi, my name's Lucy. But I'm sure Barry already told you that." The criminal looked at her hand confused before taking it and shaking it.

"Oh!" Lucy gasped before holding up one finger, "Give me just a second!" Lucy ran down the hallway as Peter opened his door to see the commotion that was going on.

The Arrow watched the redhead wave her hands around, seeing her hair towel fly off and her hair stand all the way up, drying itself. Then her disappearing into the room, only a second later when her robe landed into the hallway. The next thing he knew, Lucy was picking up the robe, fully dressed, and one more hand wave made another door in the hallway open to see the laundry room and the robe landed right into the hamper.

"Aspen, Penny!" Lucy shouted through the music coming from another room, "Come out here! Barry wanted us to meet someone!"

The vigilante watched as the whole family that he had been watching since that night on the roof came together, almost as posing for a family picture. Although, the short red-head that Oliver deemed as Penny looked terrified and the older boy that was identified as Peter through Genevieve's whispering was glaring straight through Oliver's soul.

Not that it intimidated him.

Peter continued to glare at the green leather clothed guy, "Who are you?"

"The Green Arrow," He replied bluntly and vaguely.

Peter crossed his arms, "No, your real name."

Lucy smacked Peter on top of the head softly, but enough to get his attention and for him to winch. "Peter! I told you, Barry said that he was protecting us. Be nice,"

"No, it's okay," The Arrow jumped in, as he reached for his hood and pulled it down, "It's only fair to know who is protecting you. It'll be better for you to trust me and listen to me if anything happens."

Everyone in the room gasped (excluding Oliver of course) as he pulled his hood down, "Hi, I'm Oliver Queen,"

Peter's glare dropped and he immediately stuck his hand out, "Oh, crap. Hey man, I know you use to date one, or both, of the Lance sisters and their father, works for the SCPD, so you know. Could you find out if in about three years if they will be hiring there? Or like an internship? I mean, you're like super rich so you gotta have some connections, right? Or could you introduce me to one of the Lances'? Or is that still touch and go?"