Dinah Drake

"OK," Dinah walked up to her police officers. "Every single person in that line is IDed twice. You got it? I don't care if it's your mother. And I want two officers at every emergency exit, and I need somebody to move this car!"

"You are a scary woman," Winn said, making Dinah smile.

The officers nodded, and Dinah turned around, nearly running into Watson. "Lieutenant Drake," she smirked. "Good to see you again."

"Boo!!!!! Go away!"

Dinah glowered as Watson and her agents walked right through the line of police officers, grinding her teeth.

John Diggle

"All right, we're nearly ready to move on the news station," Dig told Felicity as he walked up, Alex texting on her phone. "Dinah's already on site."

"Copy," Felicity nodded, chewing on her tongue.

Dig paused, seeing the stony look on Alex's face. "Who won rock paper scissors to tell you about Watson?"

"Did they actually play rock paper scissors?" Dig said.

"Rene lost," Alex informed them.

Rene groaned, making Curtis laugh.

"I'm very good at coaxing it out of people," Alex brushed it off. "And as you can tell, I'm not exactly happy."

"No, I wouldn't be, either," Dig shook his head. "Kara's going to have fun telling that to the guys."

"No kidding," Alex nodded absently.

"Am I the only one who thinks it's weird that we can actually discuss Malcolm Merlyn and Slade Wilson without having disgust in our voices?" Felicity wondered.

"No," Alex answered.

"Yes," Dig said at the same time.

"Get used to it. We work really well together when we're getting along," Malcolm said.

"You don't have to get too used to it. They never get along," Laurel said.

"That's not true, we get along sometimes," Malcolm said.

"You really don't dad," Rebecca said.

"Shush! You're not even over here!" Malcolm said.

"So? I can make fun of you from over here. You don't even have to be in the room," Rebecca shrugged.

"Please stop conspiring with your mom," Malcolm said.

"You can't prove we're doing anything," Laurel said.

"I definitely can. You get together to make fun of me," Malcolm said.

"That's paranoid Malcolm. If I wanted to make fun of you, I would just do it," Laurel said.

"Do you get together with her to make fun of him?" Moira leaned over to ask Rebecca.

"I'm not at liberty to say. And we're not making fun of him. She's teaching me how to. If we want to make fun of him, we just do it," Rebecca shrugged.

"Your family is weird," Moira said.

"You're a part of it," Rebecca pointed out.

"Don't care!"

"Right," Felicity clicked her tongue. "Just checking."

"Guys, we have a problem," Dinah's voice said.

"If I had a nickel for every time I heard that," Felicity sighed.

"Listen, I'm gonna need you to stand down, OK? Do not come here."

"Dinah, we're not standing down," Dig frowned. "We're not leaving you out there alone."

"Well, I'm not alone," Dinah said bitterly. "Agent Watson is here, and she brought friends."

"She's hoping the Green Arrow will show up," Felicity guessed.

"Or Supergirl," Alex fumed.

"Look, you guys stay put, OK?" Dinah said. "I got this."

Dig and Felicity exchanged glances, and Alex sighed as she put her phone to her ear.

Kara Danvers

A beeping from Malcolm's tablet stopped the man from slipping on his gloves. He walked over to look at what was running, then muttered something in Arabic that had the three others in the room looking at him. "So, I've been trying to find any intel on these Jackals," he told them. "I've been hacking the databases of every major intelligence agency in the world. Guess what I've found."

"Nothing," Oliver sighed.

"Exactly," Malcolm nodded. "These guys are ghosts. Kind of impressive, actually."

"Well, that's no help," Slade snorted from where he finished holstering his guns.

"Nope," Malcolm agreed.

"So what did you find that is?" Kara raised an eyebrow.

Malcolm chuckled. "Score one for almas." Kara beamed as Malcolm picked up the tablet and tapped something, handing it to Slade.

"She really loved that nickname," Alex muttered. Malcolm flinched, making Laurel take his hand.

"Is that where my nickname came from dad?" Alura asked quietly.

"Yeah, but I think your's means... small diamond," Ollie said.

"Little diamond," Malcolm said, smiling kindly at her. "almas qalilanaan."

Alura grinned.

"You just call me scary," Moira said.

"You are scary, mukhif. Especially if someone has chocolate on them," Malcolm said, making Moira roll her eyes.

"You are Mia. I can't have chocolate around. Literally. If I walk into a room with you in it, and I have chocolate, suddenly it disappears," Will said.

"You can't prove anything," Moira said.

"I've seen you eat it!" Will said.

"It's okay. We'll get you more chocolate," Ruby said to him.

"She always takes it," Will said sadly.

"Using closed circuit cameras in the prison and surrounding areas, I managed to get their escape route, the license plates, and then using keyhole satellite technology – "

"You tracked them to one location," Slade finished.

"Yes, I did," Malcolm smirked.

"Nice," Oliver complimented.

"OK, so we all obviously know Slade's charging in there no matter what any of the rest of us say," Kara sighed, swirling a glass of water around before drinking from it.

"Right," Slade nodded.

"Malcolm's not gonna have any problem following him," Kara continued.

"Nope," Malcolm agreed almost cheerfully.

Kara turned to Oliver, raising an eyebrow. "Did you change your mind?"

Before Oliver could open his mouth, Slade shook his head. "Kid, you've got your feet planted in one world, and you should keep them there."

"Slade, these Jackals are the best of the worst, all right? They are stone cold killers."

"You know who you're talking to, right, Oliver?" Malcolm raised an eyebrow.

"Besides, I can easily back them up if they need it," Kara told Oliver.

"You're sure about that, little one?" Slade asked.

"You know who you're talking to, right, Slade?" Kara deadpanned, making Malcolm snort loudly. Her phone ringing made her frown and look down at it. "Alex," she told Oliver, answering. "Hello?"

"Kara," Alex said. "How's it going?"

"Um . . . " Kara tilted her head back and forth before scratching her head. "We may be here a while longer."

"Uh huh. The usual?"

"Yeah, the usual," Kara sighed. "What's up? Everything OK?"

"William's fine, if that's what you were wondering."

"Well, he was on my mind," Kara turned to Oliver and mouthed 'he's fine' to him, making Oliver relax slightly. "Is everything else OK?"

"Agent Watson spoke to Felicity today."

Kara waited, frowning when Alex didn't continue. "And?" she prompted.

There was a sigh from the other end. "Watson's closing in on you."

"She what?!" Kara shrieked, jumping up from her chair.

It startled the others, too. "Almas?" Malcolm blinked.

"Kara, what's wrong?" Oliver stood up from his chair.

"How?" Kara demanded, swallowing hard.

"Kara, I don't know," Alex answered. "But just . . . take it easy?"

Kara closed her eyes, nodding. "OK," she whispered. "OK."

"Thanks. Love you."

"Love you," Kara answered quietly before hanging up.

"Kara?" Oliver asked softly.

Kara sighed, turning around. "Agent Watson's started looking into me."

"What?" came three incredulous voices.

"Yeah," Kara said bitterly, tossing her phone onto the couch and plopping down. "So it might not be the best idea for Supergirl to make an appearance when Oliver Queen just showed up at a prison close by." She sighed, rubbing her temples as Oliver rubbed her back. "I'm sorry, Slade."

"Don't worry, little one," Slade shook his head, glaring at her phone. "It's not your fault."

"But," Kara gave them iron looks. "If you two don't make it out of there, I'm coming after you, like it or not."

Malcolm smirked as he examined an arrowhead. "I would expect nothing less from you."

"So she definitely went in after them, right?" Winn said, making Malcolm laugh slightly.

Dinah Drake

Dinah looked up when she saw Dig stopped by the police lines. "Hey, he's with me!" she called, running over. "Excuse me, he is with me! Let him through." The officers stepped back, allowing Dig through. "You guys make sure that perimeter is secure over on the side there." She glowered at Dig as they walked on. "I thought I told you to stand down!"

"Well, don't worry," Dig brushed it off. "I left the hoodie at home."

Dinah sighed. "Well, then, what are you doing here, John? I told you I got it."

"Then I realized you're not exactly in your right head," Dig told her.

"My head is fine, thank you," Dinah said icily. "Your little pep talk really got through to me."

"Dinah, you're a lousy liar," Dig said bluntly, stopping.

"She lies worse then Kara," James said, trying to lighten the mood. Promptly getting a pillow in the face from Dinah.

Dinah turned to him, then sighed. "He didn't always make bullets," she said. "Vince," she elaborated when Dig looked confused. "He used to make this matchbox art with a tiny, little paper rose on the inside. He made me one the morning Sonos found out we were undercover. There is nothing left of that man anymore, John."

"Dinah, earlier this year when he attacked Oliver's limo, he had the chance to kill you, and he didn't," Dig told her.

"Your point?"

"My point is that maybe there's something left of the man you used to love."

"If there isn't, I'm gonna put him down, and this time, he'll stay dead," Dinah stated.

"Dinah, will you just – !"

"You better get out of here before Watson sees you," Dinah told him, turning around and walking off.

Dinah Drake

"3, 2," a man counted off.

"Good evening," the anchorwoman said as music played. "I'm Jane Woods, sitting tonight with Ms. Emily Pollard. Welcome, Councilwoman Pollard."

"It's my pleasure," Pollard smiled.

"Status?" Dinah asked one of her officers.

"Pretty quiet, Lieutenant," he answered. "Place is locked tight. He's not getting in here."

"What we need is legislation to deter others from joining this vigilante movement in the future," Pollard was saying.

"We need to take those vigilantes off the streets," the officer agreed.

Dinah raised an eyebrow. "You don't think they serve a role?" she asked.

"Cops serve that role."

"Department's been full of corrupt cops in the past, and on top of that, we're short-handed," Dinah reminded him.

"All I know, Lieutenant, is that if people take the law into their own hands, we've got anarchy."

"They sure don't think that now," Laurel muttered.

"Well, we did save like... the world," Malcolm said.

The power suddenly went dead, and as the news crew started panicking, Dinah glowered and went off.

She had a new uniform to put on.

Dinah Drake

Pollard ran from the stage, hurrying through corridors, only to stop when she came face to face with Vigilante. "Don't move, and it'll be quick," he told her, aiming a gun at her.

"Killing me won't prevent the referendum from passing," Pollard told him, lifting her chin high. "If anything, it'll make sure it does."

"Why do I feel like he doesn't care about that?" Thea said.

"Because you're Captain Obvious?" Dark Archer said sarcastically.

"Ooh, burned, sis!" Rebecca laughed, making Thea look at her. Rebecca was her half-sister. She must know her pretty well in the future. She just wasn't expecting her to call her sis. It made sense though. Thea made a secret promise to talk with Rebecca and get to know her better.

"Oh god. I know that look," Malcolm groaned quietly as he looked at Thea.

"Oh no. That's the 'I'm gonna cause chaos with Rebecca' look. How does she have the look already?" Laurel said.

"We should prepare for pranks," Malcolm said.

"Please, she only pranks me if she wants to die," Laurel said. "But, yes, you probably should."

"But there will be one less corrupt politician."

Before Vigilante could fire, Dinah was on him, knocking him back with her bo staff. While he was distracted, she turned to Pollard. "Run," she hissed, and Pollard ran off. Dinah turned back as Vincent slowly straightened. "Let's talk, Vince," she said. "Just talk."

"Freeze!" a voice from behind shouted, and they turned to see the officer Dinah had been talking to had his gun out . . . and was aiming at her. "Get down on the floor! You have three seconds!"

"Easy," Dinah held up a hand.

"One," he counted, stepping forward. "Two."

"Put the gun down," Dinah ordered as Vincent turned to her.

"Three!" the officer finished, firing.

Vincent stepped in its path, and Dinah watched in horror as the bullet shot through his visor, right into his head, knocking him back and to the ground. Dinah's jaw dropped as she watched Vincent fall, then looked up at the officer. "Call an ambulance," she ordered, her voice shaking before she shouted. "Do it now!"

The officer ran off, and Dinah crouched to check on Vincent, only to watch in shock as he pulled his mask off, then reached up to pull the bullet out of his forehead. Dinah's eyes widened as the wound healed back up, not showing any sign of even a scar. "How?" she whispered.

"You're not the only one dark matter did something to," Vincent told her, rising to a crouch. "Everything heals now."

"That's gonna make him so much easier to stop," Barry said sarcastically.

"I thought you were dead," Dinah whispered. "You let me believe it for four years, Vince!"

"I'm sorry," Vincent told her sincerely. "I couldn't let myself be – "

"Human?" Dinah asked.

"Distracted," he corrected.

"Distracted?" Dinah repeated incredulously, and a bit angrily. "From what?"

"My mission," Vincent answered, gritting his teeth. "We were cops for ten years. What did we ever accomplish?"

"A lot," she answered.

"We really did accomplish a lot," Dinah said quietly.

"Not enough," Vincent shook his head. "Not nearly enough. This is the only way."

Dinah shook her head as they stood up. "You've lost your mind."

"I'm not the only one wearing a mask," Vincent retorted.

Dinah didn't have anything to say to that. She only tilted her head when she heard sirens. "The police are coming, and the FBI. You should go."

"That's not gonna end well is it?" Dinah said.

"You think?" Laurel said, snorting loudly.

Vincent stared at her for a moment before replacing his helmet and walking off. "Black Canary, what's happening?" Dig asked over the comms. "We're getting reports that – "

"Pollard's safe," Dinah answered. "She's secure."

"What about Vigilante?" Alex asked.

Dinah hesitated only for a second. "He got away."

Oliver Queen

"Oliver?"

"Hmm?" Oliver looked up from his tablet, only to hold back a snort when he saw Kara lying on her back, feet against the wall, bouncing a rubber ball against it.

"I'm bored."

"Yeah, I can see that, angel," Oliver couldn't help but laugh this time, only to quickly hold his hand up and catch the ball Kara threw in his direction. "Hey!"

"I don't like this," Kara complained, rolling over onto her stomach. "I don't like not being able to help!"

"I don't like it, either," Oliver shook his head. "But if there's one thing we know about Slade and Malcolm, it's that they can handle themselves." He blinked when his phone vibrated, then he grinned when he saw the Caller ID. "It's William," he said, and Kara quickly sat upright. "Hey, buddy," he answered.

"I just wanted to check in," William said. "Is this a bad time?"

"It's never a bad time," Oliver smiled as Kara walked over.

"Are you guys coming home?"

Oliver and Kara exchanged looks, then Oliver put the phone on speaker. "Hey, William," Kara smiled.

"Hi, Kara!"

"It might be another day or two, but we're close to coming back, OK?"

"Good," William said in relief. "I wish you were here already. Though Alex is pretty cool, I think Aunt Thea's been working with Raisa to make me eat granola all weekend."

"I've never forgiven you for that," Will said, shaking his head at Thea.

"Hey!" Thea's dim voice shouted from the other end, followed by Alex's laughter.

Oliver chuckled. "Raisa knows her stuff. Granola's good for you."

"But it's so gross," Will whined.

"Even if it's hard to eat sometimes," Kara chimed in, squeaking when Oliver playfully swatted her in the shoulder.

"Were you able to help Slade?" William asked.

Kara sighed, putting her head in her hand. "No," she admitted. "Not as much as I thought we could."

"I really hope he finds his son."

Rose rolled her eyes discreetly. SHe didn't think very highly of her half-brother.

"Yeah," Oliver nodded thoughtfully. "I do, too."

"Is there anything else you can do for him?"

Oliver slowly turned to look at Kara. "Maybe," he answered simply. "I hope there is. The moment we're done here, we'll be on the next flight home. I promise."

"OK," William answered. "Bye, Dad. Bye, Kara."

"Bye, William," Kara smiled.

"Bye, buddy," Oliver smiled as well, hanging up, then looked at his girlfriend. "You've got clothes other than dress pants, right?"

"Is that really something you need to ask?" Kara said.

"Yeah," Kara raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Get changed," Oliver spun the tablet Malcolm had used towards him, smirking as Kara grinned. "We're going after them."

"Knew it," Winn said.

"Wasn't that hard to figure out WInn," Kara said.

AN: I want to point out I know absolutely 0 Arabic. I barely know english.

I thought it would be cute for Malcolm to have nicknames for the girls. All translations I got off the internet.