Arrowheart

Chapter Five

I got a call from Moira that Oliver was arrested on suspicion of being the vigilante that's been killing people.

After his court hearing, I am in the living room with Tommy, Moira, Walter, and Oliver when the ankle monitor is put on Oliver.

Oliver: "Mom, it's not that bad."

Officer: "Okay, this device has a direct line into the precinct. Stay on the property; you're golden. Any questions?"

Oliver: "Yes. I'm having a sizable get-together here tomorrow evening, and there is a better than-likely chance it spills into the outdoor pool."

Officer: "Pool deck's fine, step on the grass; they're sending a SWAT team to subdue you forcibly."

Walter: "Thank you, officer."

Officer: "Of course."

Walter leads him out.

Moira: "A sizable get-together?"

Oliver: "I'm confined to this house for the foreseeable future. I might as well make the most of it. And this party is going to be themed. I'm thinking prison, uh, Burning Man meets Shawshank Redemption. The invite says, 'Come before Oliver Queen gets off.'"

Tommy: "Maybe a party's not in the best of taste, you know, considering the circumstances."

Tommy sits on the couch beside Oliver. I can't help but shake my head no at Oliver's idea.

Oliver: "Tommy, the circumstances are why we're having the party in the first place. I want people to know that I'm not worried about any of this."

Moira: "Well, that makes one of us."

Elizabeth: "I have to agree with your mom and Tommy. It sounds like a bad idea."

Oliver goes to his office, and Tommy leaves for who knows what? Walter goes to the workplace. Meanwhile, Moira and I have tea to try to calm ourselves. Stephanie drops Hannah off with me, and she is sitting on the couch watching one of the shows on PBS.

Elizabeth: "He will be alright in the end, Moira. I'm sure of it."

Moira: "I hope you are right, Elizabeth."

~The next night~

After dropping Hannah off with my dad, I arrive at the party with Stephanie. I dressed as a cop, and Stephanie dressed as a prisoner.

We are outside partying with everyone till Oliver gets up on the platform in the middle and has the DJ cut off the music.

Oliver: "Hi, everybody!"

All: "Hey!"

Oliver: "I'm very touched that you came to celebrate with me before I am sent up the river."

Everyone boos as he continues.

Oliver: "Closest neighbors are six miles away, so don't worry about the noise. Actually, on second thought... let's wake those losers up!"

Everyone cheers as the music is turned up again. Stephanie grabs a few drinks and chugs some beer, shots, and champagne. I have had a couple of shots and am still nursing my champagne, mainly because there's just something I can't get out of my head. I find Oliver when he goes to see how the bar in the foyer is doing.

Elizabeth: "Hey, Ollie, can I speak to you privately for a minute?"

Oliver: "Of course, Liz. Follow me."

He brings me up to his room and shuts the door.

Elizabeth: "This room brings back a lot of memories."

Oliver: "Yeah, remember that Halloween party your brother threw?"

Elizabeth: "Oh my god, the one when I wore that stupid bunny costume. I looked like some magician's assistant. I can't believe I thought it was ever a good idea."

Oliver: "I thought it looked quite good on you. Especially the fishnet stockings."

We laugh with each other.

Oliver: "So, what did you want to talk about?"

Elizabeth: "Oliver, Thea, and Moira mentioned some scars you received on the island. I just couldn't get the thought of you being tortured out of my head, and I want you to know that you can always talk to me. I want you to feel safe with me. I can tell you've been quite guarded since your return. I'm here for you, Ollie."

He looks down and looks back at me, gently grabbing my hands.

Oliver: "I actually had planned on telling you about it, but I couldn't figure out when the right time would be. I will tell you about it later, but now is not the time."

Elizabeth: "Can I at least see what they did to you? What happened to you on that island, Ollie?"

Oliver: "Are you sure?"

Elizabeth: "Yes."

I am nervous as he unbuttons his shirt to reveal his chest covered in scars and a tattoo. I can't believe this happened to him. I barely graze over one of his scars.

Elizabeth: "How did you survive this?"

Oliver: "There were times when I wanted to die. In the end...[I look up into his eyes] There was something I wanted more."

I find myself kissing him and him returning it as we lift our hands to caress each other and deepen the passion between us. He backs me up to the bed and ends up on top of me. Unfortunately, we are interrupted by someone knocking on the door. We quickly sit up, fixing our clothes.

Oliver: "Yeah?"

Man: "Mr. Queen, if you're entertaining guests upstairs, should I have some drinks sent up?"

Oliver: "No, it's just the two of us up here, and we are on our way back down."

We walk over to the door, and when Oliver opens it, the man points a gun at us. Oliver immediately grabs his wrist and punches him in the face as I let out a startled scream. I quickly ran to the other side of the room as the two struggled against each other on the floor.

Elizabeth: "Oliver!"

They go over to the couch, knocking over the lamp and crashing the table down. I notice how good Oliver is. The man manages to get the gun, and as he raises it, he gets shot twice by Detective Lance coming through the door.

The party is shut down, and everyone leaves, leaving just Thea, Tommy, Oliver, and me in the living room with Detective Lance. Stephanie passed out in my room upstairs.

Oliver: "How did you know we were in trouble?"

Lance: "Because when the guy was fighting you, he broke the ankle monitor."

Moira comes in, in a rush, with Walter right behind her.

Moira: "Are you alright?"

Oliver: "We're fine."

Moira: "Oliver."

Oliver: "Mom, I promise."

Elizabeth: "We're okay."

She turns to Detective Lance.

Moira: "This is on you. By accusing my son publicly, you've made him a target."

Walter: "Do you have any idea who attacked Oliver and Elizabeth?"

Lance: "We haven't identified him yet, though it must be someone with a grudge against the hood, obviously."

He squats down and starts fiddling with the ankle monitor.

Oliver: "What are you doing?"

Lance: "I got a call from my lieutenant. [Removes it] An arms dealer was attacked across town tonight by the vigilante. Multiple witnesses put him there. In light of that, all charges against your son are being dropped."

Moira: "I'm truly sorry for what's happened to your family, Quentin. But would you kindly get the hell out of my house?"

He starts to make his way out, but Oliver stops him.

Oliver: "Mr. Lance, thank you."

He nods and then leaves. Tommy and I say goodnight to everyone before he drops me off at our dad's house.

Malcolm: "Elizabeth, I was just about to meet you at the Queens'. Are you alright? You weren't hurt, were you?"

Elizabeth: "I'm fine, Dad. Where is Hannah?"

Malcolm: "She fell asleep on the couch, so I put her in her bed."

Elizabeth: "Thanks, Dad. I'll take her home now."