《Destiny Rewritten》Chapter 20
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When they returned to Star City, Oliver asked John and Laurel to meet him at the foundry.
"So, was your trip a success?" John asked.
"Yep, Malcolm is facing justice for his actions as we speak." Oliver said.
"Speaking of which, that confession has completely destroyed Malcolm's rep." Laurel said.
"I need to talk to mom and Walter about buying Merlyn Global." Oliver said offhandedly.
"So, is that all you wanted to tell us?" Laurel asked.
"No actually, I wanted to let you know that I actually ended up using the favor for turning Malcolm in already." Oliver said.
"How?" John asked.
"To bring me home." Sara said as she walked out from where she'd been hiding and Oliver prayed that this time Laurel had a better reaction to Sara's return this time than she had before.
"Sara, is that really you?" Laurel asked, since she'd dreamed about this before.
"It's me Laurel. I am so sorry about what I did to you. It's unforgivable, but I hope that someday you can forgive me." Sara said as Laurel walked up to her sister and Oliver and John watched this closely.
"Not someday Sara. today." Laurel said as she pulled her little sister into a hug and cried tears of joy and after Sara got over her shock at Laurel's forgiveness, she hugged her back.
"I missed you so much Sara." Laurel said between her tears.
"I missed you to. But why aren't you furious with me?" Sara asked.
"Oh don't get me wrong, once I get over my relief you're alive, I probably will yell at you, but right now, I'm just so relieved to have you back. Besides, if Oliver's scars are any indication, you've probably suffered enough for what happened." Laurel explained and Sara hugged her sister even tighter at that.
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When they finally broke apart, Laurel turned to Oliver.
"Why didn't you tell me she was alive?" Laurel asked.
"Because I didn't know until she got my attention in Nanda Parbat. As soon as she explained to me what happened, I knew what I had to do. I traded Merlyn to the League of Assassins for Sara's freedom." Oliver said.
"League of Assassins?" John asked.
"It's a long story." Sara said as she wiped her own tears away.
"You can tell me later. But Ollie, thank you." Laurel said.
"I told you if I could bring her back, I would. This was just me keeping my promise." Oliver said as Laurel kissed him.
"I'm glad you two are back together and this time, I won't interfere. Now I just need to figure out how to tell mom and dad I'm alive." Sara said.
"We can tell dad tonight at my apartment. Maybe you can get him to lie off Ollie." Laurel said.
"I'll try." Sara said.
"Oh Sara, I could use a partner." Oliver said.
"I'm in. It'll be nice to use my skills for something besides killing people." Sara said and Oliver nodded.
"Just, one tip, you look better in white then black." Oliver said and Sara considered that.
"White Canary huh. I like it." Sara said and Oliver smiled.
"I'll call my friend who made my suit, see if he can make you one to." Oliver said, knowing that Cisco had already made a White Canary suit for Sara, though this one had a mask, since Sara needed to keep her identity a secret.
"Great. Now, Laurel, any chance I can crash with you?" Sara asked.
"I have a spare room that's all yours." Laurel assured her.
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"Thanks." Sara said, still surprised that Laurel was so quick to welcome her back into her life, though she was relieved and Oliver was relieved that she wasn't taking Sara's return as bad as she had last time, but then again, that time, Laurel's life had basically fallen apart before and this time it hadn't.
"Good luck telling your dad." Oliver said.
"Thanks, I'll need it." Sara said as the Lance sisters walked out.
"You do realize Lance will have to forgive you now for this." John said to Oliver with a chuckle.
"Yep. But I owed the Lance family a debt, hopefully now that I've brought Sara, I've paid it." Oliver said.
"I'm sure you probably have, but maybe now you can take it easy for the holidays." John said and Oliver nodded.
"Yeah, I'm actually throwing a little party for my first Christmas back and now it's also going to serve as a welcome home party for Sara." Oliver said and John nodded.
"Okay, why exactly did you want me to come here tonight?" Quentin asked as he entered his daughter's apartment.
"Just thought you'd like to see the early Christmas gift Ollie gave me." Laurel said.
"And why would I want to see anything that bastard got you?" Quentin asked.
"Because it was also a gift to you dad." Sara said as she entered the room from the kitchen.
"Sara, is this real?" Quentin asked.
"It's really her dad. I guess Oliver's been looking for any signs of her survival since he came back and he finally found one. That's why he left town." Laurel said.
"He found me in Tibet. After the Gambit went down, I suffered major head trauma and had complete amnesia. The tibet sailors who found me brought me back with them. I only started remembering after I saw the newscast that Oliver was alive." Sara said, since she and Oliver had been working on her cover story on the flight back home.
"So that's why you never called." Quentin said.
"Yeah. Sort of hard to call when you don't remember who you're calling." Sara agreed as her father finally hugged her.
"I'm so relieved to have you back baby." Quentin said.
"Then stop blaming Oliver for my choice. I was the one who chose to get on that boat, he didn't make me do it." Sara said and Quentin sighed.
"He shouldn't have invited you on that boat in the first place." Quentin said.
"I shouldn't have said yes. Besides, holding onto the past won't change it. The important thing is that I'm back." Sara said.
"You're right. I was out of line with not only Queen, but his little sister and his whole family." Quentin said.
"Well I know Ollie's planning a holiday party at his penthouse and it's also a welcome home party for Sara to. You can apologize to him then. I'm gonna call mom and tell her to come out here." Laurel said and Quentin nodded, honestly happy that he'd finally begun to let go of all the anger he'd been keeping bundled up over the past 5 years.
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