CHAPTER 3: FLASHBACKS

I woke up, my eyes adjusting to the darkness as I realized I was no longer in my bed, but on the streets of Starling City. The cold breeze blew over my ankles as I realized my clothes had been changed and I was back to wearing my dark suit.

Getting up, I brushed my knees and looked around. Taking a few steps, I accidentally kicked something as I realized, was a weapon.

Kneeling, a bow was on the floor, along with a small shoulder sling full of arrows.

"Where the hell am I?"

Quick shuffling was heard behind me as I draped the sling over my arm, grabbing my bow and loading it with an arrow. I looked around, before hearing more footsteps behind me as I turned, arrow directly placed on my bow and already pulled back, ready to be shot.

"Hey, hey. Calm down, it's just me."

My eyes adjusted, as I took two careful steps forward before gasping.

"Roy?"

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"You were about to shoot me, Angel! What the hell is your problem!"

I was underneath a bar, along with Felicity and Roy, Oliver nowhere in sight.

"This isn't real."

"How is this not real, Angel? I almost had an arrow shot into my chest and you're saying that this is all fake?"

"I'm sorry, Roy, but this isn't against you. The last thing I remember was falling asleep at my brothers place and next thing I know, I find myself in an alleyway, on the floor with my bow and arrows next to me. Explain that to me!"

"I have to idea what the hell you are talking about, Ang."

"Maybe she took a hard hit." Felicity pointed out as I glared at her.

"What do you mean 'took a hard hit?'"

"Well, Roy might have accidentally hit you in the back of the head with his bow."

"Roy! What the hell?"

"Sorry! It was an accident!"

"And you're telling me it would have been worse to hit you with an arrow."

Roy glared, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned back on the desk, Felicity turning to look at me.

"Alright, we'll catch him, Angelica, don't worry."

"Yeah, sure."

Turning, i made my way to the stairs, that connected to Oliver's bar upstairs.

"Where are you going?"

"I need a drink."

"I'll join you."

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"One beer please."

I was seated on a still, looking at the full bar as Roy sat next to me, an arm around my waist.

"So, what was that about?"

I turned, looking at him.

"Nothing."

"Alright. But you better explain later."

"Fine."

I drank the beer that was placed in front of me, as I turned to look at Roy. He looked back, a smile on his face as he takes his free hand through his brown hair.

He leaned in, lips brushing mine before I grabbed his neck, deepening the kiss. His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me onto his lap.

"Hey, not on the bar."

We parted, looking at a chuckling Oliver before glaring.

"Thanks, Oliver."

"Anytime, Angelica."