It's been an eventful month and . . . a half, I think? Vacation in Colorado took up a lot of free time, and I've been preparing to head back to college next Sunday. So this isn't very plotty, regarding the villains arc. It's more of a filler to get more into Star City.

So I hope you all don't mind some Agent Canary, Scheen, and Kariver fluff. :)

Enjoy!

***

Alex took off her jacket as she stepped into one of the few unused rooms on the Waverider, looking around. It appeared similar to a bunk at the D.E.O., but it felt much more like a home than just a place to sleep if need be. She scratched the back of her head, looking around, remembering she had one disadvantage –

"Knock knock."

Alex whipped around, then groaned and staggered back into her bed. "Really?" she complained.

"Sorry," Sara winced, hurrying inside and over. "You lucked out in the side effects department. Winn still hasn't stopped throwing up."

"Poor Winn," Alex mumbled, rubbing her forehead. "I'm just a bit disoriented."

"And you found your way here?" Sara's eyebrows shot up.

"Thank your AI," Alex gestured upwards.

"Happy to be of service, Agent Danvers," Gideon said cheerfully.

"Is she always this cheery?"

Sara just chuckled. "Think you can settle here?"

"Yeah," Alex nodded. "Yeah, I just . . . I'll need to find a mall or something in Star City."

"Oh, no, you won't," Sara smirked, holding out her hand. "Come on." Alex gave her a dubious look, but Sara made an insistent gesture. "Come on, Danvers, get up." Alex finally took Sara's hand, and the assassin hauled her to her feet and out the door. "Mark this as Alex's room, Gideon," she called.

"Yes, Captain."

Alex frowned as Sara led her further into the Waverider. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see," Sara smiled. "I'll bring Kara, Winn, and Lena here, too."

"Where?"

"You'll see, Danvers. Patience, OK?" Alex blushed, making Sara chuckle. "It's worth it, I promise."

Alex nodded, then looked around curiously when they entered an open, circular room. "What's this?"

"This is the fabricator room," Sara answered, letting go of her hand. "This is where we get our period clothing, and we also use it for our everyday clothes as well."

"Whoa," Alex's eyes widened. "Seriously?"

"Seriously," Sara grinned, walking over to the machine. "Hey, Gideon? Whip up a new jacket for Alex, will you?"

"Ah, Sara, that's OK," Alex began, only to watch in surprise as a blue light shone down her body. "What?"

"I'm taking your measurements, Agent Danvers," Gideon explained, then Alex turned when she heard the fabricator activate. "Any clothing you want can come from here."

Sara laughed, walking over and taking the black leather jacket that came from the fabricator, turning around and raising an eyebrow at Alex, holding the jacket up. "I like your style, Danvers."

"Which part?" Alex snorted. "Black, or leather?"

Sara smirked. "Yes."

***

Winn whistled, impressed, looking around with interest as Oliver and Thea led him and Kara into city hall. "This is cool."

"What, did you not believe us when we said Oliver's the mayor?" Thea grinned.

"Seeing is believing!"

"Probably what he thought when I jumped off CatCo," Kara giggled as they entered the elevator.

Both Queens swung to look at her. "You jumped off the building?" Thea's jaw dropped.

"And then she flew back up," Winn nodded. "So?"

"You jumped – " Oliver cut himself off, sighing and palming his face. "You just started the vigilante business, didn't you?"

Kara had the grace to blush. "I did."

"First rule," Oliver said dryly as the elevator doors opened. "You pull stunts like that in a private place. Not on the roof of where you work."

Kara's cheeks were scarlet as they walked down the hall, Thea cackling. "Noted."

***

Quentin scowled when he heard a knock on his office door. He had enough paperwork to deal with, and now he had another assistant coming to bug him? "Yeah!" he called, trying to hide the gruffness in his voice. And failing miserably.

Except it wasn't an assistant who opened the door. "You doing OK, Quentin?" Oliver asked as he stepped into the office, holding the door open for his sister and two others.

"Oliver," Quentin sighed in relief, standing up. "Thea. Thank God you're back."

"It's good to be back," Thea smiled, hugging the older man as he walked around his desk to them.

"Hope I didn't call you back in the middle of something," Quentin turned to Oliver.

He snorted, shaking Quentin's hand. "The Legends are in a stalemate, and someone – " He tossed the blonde woman with them an exasperated look. " – threatened to drop a mountain on me if I said they didn't need to help."

The blonde grinned sheepishly as the brunette man with her laughed. "Guilty."

"Dropping a mountain," Quentin repeated dubiously.

"She wasn't kidding, either," Thea giggled as Oliver rolled his eyes fondly.

"A literal mountain." Quentin shook his head. "Why does this not surprise me anymore."

"I wonder the same thing sometimes."

"Kara, Winn, meet Quentin Lance, Sara's father," Oliver made the introductions. "Quentin, Kara Danvers and Winn Schott."

"Ah," Quentin nodded in understanding. "The Kara with boyfriend troubles?"

Kara winced. "That's me."

Quentin nodded, then looked at Oliver. "He dead yet?"

Oliver smirked as Kara balked. "Not yet."

Winn smiled nervously, then whispered to Thea, "He's not joking, is he?"

"Nope," Thea whispered back.

"OK."

"Well, good to meet both of you," Quentin nodded, shaking their hands. "Sorry about your boyfriend, Ms. Danvers."

"Just Kara, please," she shook her head.

"Quentin," Oliver cleared his throat. "What happened?"

Quentin sighed. "Exactly what I said. Dinah called in sick one day, I didn't think anything about it. Everyone gets sick, yeah? Except then Rene didn't show up, and neither did Dinah. And when I asked Curtis to check if they were all right, he never answered, and when I tried to call him, I only got dial tone."

"How long has the city been undefended?" Thea asked worriedly.

"No more than six or seven hours," Quentin assured her.

Thea sighed in relief. "All right," Oliver pinched the bridge of his nose. "We need to keep an eye out for Talia and Evelyn. I'll ask John to check with Lyla, make sure Chase is still in his cell."

"And figure out where Dinah, Rene, and Curtis could be," Thea nodded.

"Is there anything we can do right now?" Kara asked, Winn nodding beside her.

Oliver sighed. "No, not that I can think of." He paused, then looked at Kara. "Unless you could search the city with your X-ray vision, or try and recognize Rene's and Curtis's voices?"

"Sure," Kara nodded instantly. "I can head out right now."

"X-ray . . . " Quentin trailed off as Kara headed out of the office, then shook his head. "Alien. Right. Of course."

"If it helps any, I found out she was an alien when she jumped off the roof and flew back up," Winn offered.

Quentin coughed into his arm. "Not much."

Thea couldn't help but giggle, shaking her head. "You like telling that story, don't you, Winn?"

"I was the first person she actually told willingly!" Winn protested, grinning. "Of course I like telling it!"

"OK," Thea shook her head again, smiling. "I'll show you my apartment."

"And I'll wait for Kara to finish flying around the city to take her to my loft," Oliver cleared his throat.

Quentin sighed as all three headed for the door. "You know, I miss the days when all we had to be concerned about were vigilantes using medieval weapons and not metahumans and aliens."

Oliver snorted, turning around as Winn and Thea left, his little sister snickering and Winn outright laughing. "I doubt you're the only one thinking that."

***

"Here we are," Thea unlocked the door to her apartment, opening it and stepping inside, Winn walking in after her. "Kitchen, living area, and the bedrooms and bathrooms are just down the hall. Mi casa es tu casa, as people say."

"Thanks for letting me stay," Winn smiled at her, setting his duffel against the wall and his equipment bag on one of the armchairs. "I would've thought Kara would stay here, and I'd stay with Oliver."

Thea snorted. "Please. You and Oliver probably wouldn't survive forty-eight hours being roommates. And be honest – he probably scares you."

"Just a little," Winn winced.

Thea raised an eyebrow. "A little?"

"OK, a lot," he conceded with a sigh. "Really, Thea, thank you."

"It's no problem," Thea waved his thanks off, smiling as she took off her coat and hung it on a hook nearby, then gave him a wide grin. "Besides, it gives Oliver and Kara the chance to stew together."

Winn tripped on nothing. "What?!"

"Yeah!" Thea grinned. "Ollie gets to be his overprotective self, and I think Kara could benefit from being with him."

"Really?" Winn raised an eyebrow.

Thea paused, looking up at him as she looked through her drawers, finding her spare apartment key. She looked at Winn, narrowing her eyes. Usually when someone said something along those lines, they were being sarcastic or negative. Winn, however, was all curiosity. "Ollie's . . . been through a lot," she finally settled on saying. "He's in his fifth year of being a vigilante, and before that, he was in hell for five years."

"Last survivor of hell," Winn mumbled, recalling the prophecy.

"Considering Lian Yu literally means 'purgatory,' that's not an exaggeration," Thea nodded. "He's not only been through a lot, but he's seen a lot, too. If there's anyone who could help Kara right now, it's him." She saw Winn actually thinking her words over, and she smiled in appreciation. After several people judging Oliver based on just hearing the basics of what happened to him, it was nice to see Winn accepting what she said and going with it.

Then again, Winn had seen Oliver in action, too, and how he cared about his friends. "Good," he finally said, smiling at her.

Thea smiled back, then tossed a keychain at him. Winn yelped and fumbled with it before finally getting a grip. She laughed, giving him a lazy salute when he grinned at her. "Welcome to Star City, Agent Schott."

"Pleasure to be here, Ms. Queen," Winn beamed.

***

Kara sighed as she exited the elevator into the bunker, rubbing the back of her neck. Oliver looked up from the computer he was on, but when he saw the grimace on her face, he sighed. "Nothing?"

"Nothing," she nodded, walking over as Oliver exited out of whatever he was doing and stood up, buttoning his suit jacket back up. "I'm sorry."

"What for?" Oliver frowned.

"I couldn't find them!"

"Kara, I'd be surprised if you did find them," he shook his head. "I doubt they would be hidden in Star City, but I really appreciate that you tried."

Kara sighed, taking her glasses off and pinching the bridge of her nose. "I just wish I could have. I mean, you're helping me with the Daxamites, I can try and help you here, and the first thing I try to do ends up nowhere."

"Kara," Oliver sighed, walking over to stand in front of her. "Adrian Chase is a master at playing anyone who breathes. John's wife, Lyla, is the director of the organization holding him right now, and when I checked the live feed to his cell, he was smirking right at the camera. We'll find them, OK? Don't beat yourself up for not finding them on the first try."

Kara sighed, then nodded. "OK."

"OK," Oliver nodded as well, checking his watch. He raised an eyebrow, then looked up at the blonde alien. "Rumor has it from a speedster that you liked donuts."

Kara blinked blankly at him. "I quote the speedster: who doesn't like donuts?"

Oliver chuckled. "There's a bakery still open right now, if your powers burned through a lot of calories."

Kara's eyes lit up, and she squealed in excitement. "Really?"

Oliver just laughed, holding out his arm. "My welcome to Star City treat."

Kara smiled widely, taking his arm and letting him lead her back to the elevator. "Best welcome ever."

***

Yeah, more of a filler, but we'll get to more plotty stuff next time.

And no promises on when that will be. I have less than a week before I get back to college, and I doubt I will get another episode for "To Life Being Full" out before then. Just please, bear with me as I get back to school.

Hope you enjoyed half the couples' interactions!