Oliver Queen's Daughter

Pilot III

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Moira said with a smile.

"Good. Then I was hoping to go into the office," Oliver said, the same expression, not really changing. Lizzie looked at her father, silent eyes asking if she could be excused. Walter is visibly unnerved. But tries to hide it --

"There's plenty of time for all that. I'm sure your doctors would prefer you to take some time. Queen Consolidated isn't going anywhere," Walter said, Lizzie tapped her father's hand, he turned to her. She gave the sign language sign for the bathroom. He held up a finger, signaling one moment. Some tension. It's interrupted when Raisa returns with a bowl of pears. She offers it toward Oliver -- but stumbles -- the bowl with the pears spilling to the floor, Oliver catches the bowl and Lizzie catches the fruit. Fluid. Easy. RAISA

"I am so sorry, Mr. Oliver..." Raisa apologizes to Oliver and Lizzie.

"Ни для кого не волнуйтесь, Raisa," Oliver looks over. Everyone is silent as they look towards Oliver.

"Dude, you... speak Russian?" Tommy asked, shocked and amazed, same with a stunned Raisa, Oliver shrugs.

"I didn't realize you took Russian in college, Oliver," Walter says with a smile. Lizzie looks at her father then to Raisa as she walks away.

"I didn't realize you wanted to sleep with my mother, Walter," Oliver said as he looked at him, no emotion or venom. Moira flashes an angry glare at Thea.

"I didn't say anything," Thea said, now hands in her lap and looking at her food.

"She didn't need to," Oliver said looking at his mother, she just nodded.

"I was - I wanted to find the right time to-to tell you. Oliver... Walter and I are married," Walter takes Moira's hand, "I don't want you to think that we, either of us, did anything to disrespect your father..." Moira started.

"We both believed Robert was, like you... was gone and-" Walter continued.

"It's fine. May I be excused?" Oliver asked while standing up, confused, Moira nods. Oliver stands and goes to Lizzie then picks her and walks out, but not before,

"Hey, don't forget about tomorrow buddy," Tommy reminds him as he walks away.

Later that night Lizzie was curled next to Oliver in front of the. She was having a nightmare. Oliver lay in front of the open window, shaking. He, as well, was having a nightmare. Rain pouring all over him and Lizzie, as lightning struck outside.

"Oliver, wake up. Oliver?" Moira tried waking him up, a hand on his shoulder, shaking him. He gasped, and grabbed his mother's throat and flipped her to her back.

"Oliver!" Walter yelled as his wife was flipped and choking. Oliver realizes what he was doing and looked to his mother, terrified of what he did, he let go and scooted closer to the window. Where Lizzie was already, hiding, natural instinct. Both were scared. Oliver now holding Lizzie behind him in protection, still thinking something bad was going to come and attack them.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, I'm so sorry," Oliver says. Moira gets up into a crouched position and puts a hand forward, trying to say it's okay. She was still coughing.

"Oh, it's okay, Oliver," Moira says, still being held by Walter. She was wondering about what happened on the island, about how he had to be on attack mode 24/7. "It's alright, sweetheart. You're home. You're home." 

"Where did you get these?" Thea asked her friend.

"Roxy's. Thank you, daddy's ACL tear," her friend said while holding a pill bottle. Oliver nocks on Thea's door. Both girls get up and hid the pills. Oliver walks in, Lizzie close behind.

"Ollie," Thea says with a smile.

"No one's called me that in a while, Speedy," Oliver says walking in with a smile and shaking his head.

"Worst nickname ever," Thea said while standing in front of Oliver.

"What always chasing after you as a kid, I thought it fit pretty well," Oliver says, Lizzie goes behind his leg as she spots Thea's friend. "Maybe it still does."

"See you at school, Speedy," Thea's friend says while leaving.

"Sorry about her," Thea says.

"I have something for you," Oliver says. He looks to Lizzie and nods. Lizzie holds up something and gives it to Thea.

"You did not come back from a deserted island with a souvenir," Thea says while taking the arrowhead from Lizzie and thanking her.

"It's a hozen. And in Buddhism, it symbolizes reconnecting. I kept it in hopes that one day it would reconnect me with you," Oliver explains.

"A rock. That is sweet. You know, I want one of those T-shirts that says 'My Friend Was A Castaway,' and all I got was this crappy shirt," Tommy says while walking into the three.

"Don't let him get you into to much trouble," Thea warns. Lizzie walks over to her desk and sits at her chair. "You just got back. Take it slow." Thea hugs her brother and leaves.

"The city awaits," Tommy says and starts to head out, Lizzie slid off the chair, hiding something in her hand. Oliver trails behind Tommy, he picks up Lizzie.

"What do you have here?" He asks her in a whisper.

"I-I f-found this," she stuttered as she spoke. She found it hard to talk as well. She held up the pill bottle.

"Hmm. Thank you, now can I have it?" Oliver whispers, she nods and hands it to his open hand. He puts it in his jacket pocket so nobody sees it.

"Have you noticed how hot your sister's gotten?" Tomy asks and Oliver gave him a look, "because I have not." 

"Your funeral blew," Tommy says.

"Did you get lucky?" Oliver asks. Tommy was driving his car as Oliver was in the passenger seat and Lizzie was in the back looking outside and taking the city in.

"Fish in a barrel," Tommy chuckles, along with Oliver. "They were so sad and huggy-"

"No," Oliver laughs.

"And I am counting on another target-rich environment for your welcome-home bash," Tommy says. Oliver looks over at him. Lizzie looks to her father, wondering what a bash is.

"At my what?" Oliver asks

"You came back from the dead. This calls for a party. You tell me where and when, I'll take care of everything," Tommy reassures him. Lizzie is still confused about what a bash is, but considering they said party she thinks it's that. She's never been to one before.

"The cities gone to crap. You know your dad sold his factory just in time," Tommy said while looking at all the homeless on the streets. Lizzie felt sad for them. Oliver looked out the window to where his father's abandoned factory stood. "And why'd you wanna drive through this neighborhood, anyway?"

"No reason. Just wanted to show Lizzie around the city," Oliver says, a half-truth. Oliver turned to look at his daughter.

"So what'd you miss the most? Steaks at the palm, drinks at the station? Meaningless sex?" Tommy asked after a moment.

"Don't talk like that in front of Lizzie, she's seven. And Laurel," Oliver says while looking at the picture he held from five years ago. Lizzie tapped his shoulder, she wanted to see the picture again. He handed it to her.

"Everyone is happy you are alive. And you wanna see the one person who isn't?" Tommy asks after a sigh.