Rose was waiting for the video to start when she felt something hit the back of her head.

"Rebecca!"

"Ah!!!"

"I told you to keep these birds away from me!"

"It's not my fault they like you!"

"You through it at my head!"

"You have no proof! Ow!" Rebecca yelled as Rose tackled her.

There was a little bit of fighting between them until Laurel and Alex sighed, and dragged them away.

"Mom! You are ruining this!" Rose said.

"She did warn her Alex," Slade shrugged as Rose was dumped unceremoniously into his lap.

"Not helpful Slade."

"Not trying to be helpful."

Felicity Smoak

"He doesn't show up on traffic cams, he doesn't leave a paper trail," Curtis shook his head, impressed. "Ricardo Diaz is good."

"Must be why we all hated him," Will said, making Ruby snicker.

"How's the research on his old associates going?" Felicity asked.

"Going lousy," Rene grumbled in annoyance. "Everybody mentioned in his arrest records is either missing or dead."

"That explains why no one's willing to talk to the department about Dragon," Dinah quipped.

"I got something," Dig announced as he walked in, holding up a scrap of paper. "Diaz's address, his base of operations."

"How the hell did you get that?" Laurel asked, impressed.

"It's a contact," Dig waved it off. "That's all I can say."

Felicity typed the location into her computer, nodding when she got results. "We got it," she said. "Thermal imaging shows a lot of activity inside."

"Got to figure Diaz is in there," Curtis said.

"But even if he's not, we can still disrupt his drug operation," Alex pointed out.

"Let's take this guy down," Dig nodded. "Suit up!"

Laurel Lance

Dinah screamed the door down, barging in, her staff whirling. Laurel and Alex charged in behind her, both firing guns at the henchmen in the room. Curtis sent his T-spheres into the air, Rene providing cover fire as Dig used his crossbow.

"Enough!" a shout came from nearby, and Laurel spun around to see Diaz kick over a barrel, and her eyes widened when clear liquid poured over the floor. "We got to move!" she yelled.

Rene's eyes widened, too, when he saw Diaz ignite a lighter. "Arrow, let's go!"

Diaz dropped the lighter, and the gasoline lit, flames rushing towards boxes of vials. "Arrow, let's go!" Dinah shouted, just as the boxes ignited.

Dig ran out after them, the six of them running just as the base exploded.

Joe Wilson

"Where are we?" Joe asked as he walked up to Nylander.

"All charges are set," Nylander answered, holding the detonator up to him. "Feels like it should be you."

"I hired you to pull the trigger," Joe reminded him. "Move out!" he ordered. "Get to a safe distance. Semtex makes for a pretty big bang."

"You're not coming with?" Nylander asked.

"I want a good view," Joe smirked.

"You're crazy," Nylander laughed. "I love it!" He turned to walk off. "Don't forget what you said about the Semtex, huh?"

Joe nodded, watching him leave. He waited a moment, then tilted his head, smirking. "I knew you'd show up!"

"Congratulations," a sarcastic female voice said, and Joe turned around to see Slade standing there, with that blonde bitch in a cheerleading costume at his side. "Want a medal?" she asked.

"Dad is rubbing off on Kara," Thea said, laughing slightly.

"Yeah," Malcolm admitted.

Joe just narrowed his eyes, his eyes on his father. "I think it's time we had ourselves an honest talk."

Oliver Queen

Nylander ducked when a hailstorm of bullets and arrows started. He turned around to see Oliver and Malcolm charge the Jackals, the two of them bringing all of them down, no Jackal left awake. Oliver shot down the last two, Malcolm bringing his bow up to the ready. "This seems familiar," Malcolm said dryly.

"Chase's escape?" Oliver looked at him.

"Yeah, except this time, we're on much better terms!"

"Assuming everything stays that way, we'll definitely be on much better terms," Oliver said, making Dark Archer nod in agreement.

"We better be!" Oliver shot back, the two of them running on.

Kara Danvers

"Trust begins with honesty," Joe reminded Slade. "That's what you said to me, but you lied!"

"You know life is not that simple, Joe," Slade shot back, father and son circling each other, Kara staying back and out of the way. Slade had asked for her support, to step in only if he truly needed it. She would honor that request, but Rao, did she want to step in already.

"That's not my name!" Joe spat. "And how could you forgive Oliver Queen after what he did to you?"

"Because he forgave me for far worse!" Slade answered, narrowing his eye. "Sins that I have to carry to the grave, a curse I didn't want to pass on to you! All of this anger and resentment – it's time to bring it to an end, son!"

"No," Joe shook his head, reaching over his shoulder and drawing his sword, Slade reaching and doing the same. "This is just the beginning!"

Oliver Queen

Malcolm drew his sword and tossed it to Oliver, who grabbed it and sliced one Jackal's legs. He collapsed with a shout, Malcolm shooting more of the Jackals as Oliver alternated between shooting and stabbing. Eventually, he came face to face with Nylander, both of them aiming at the other, Malcolm with his bow raised.

Kara Danvers

Kara kicked open the door to the catwalks, backing away in time for the dueling Wilsons to get inside before shutting the door behind them. She watched Slade with a keen eye. Slade and Joe were swinging so quickly, their swords were silver blurs in the dim lighting. When Joe landed the occasional blow to make Slade stumble, that was when she jumped in, punching and kicking Joe back, attempting not to hurt him as much as she could. She hurt him enough that it gave time for Slade to recover and jump back into the fight. Only then did she back off. This was their fight, after all – not hers.

"Thank you, Kara," Deathstroke smiled.

"You used to be ruthless!" Joe shouted when he and Slade locked their blades together. "What happened?"

"What you saw was the mirakuru!" Slade growled.

"Stop lying!" Joe yelled. Slade gave her a quick glance, and Kara took her cue. She shot her heat vision at the back of Joe's leg, and with a pained yell, he collapsed. Kara stood behind him, blocking any way for him to back up as Slade aimed his sword at his son. "Milford Sound," Joe said, and while that meant nothing to Kara, the shocked look on Slade's face meant he knew what Joe was talking about. "That little father-son trip, the one you promised would be all about you and me. I saw what you did to that Chinese spy!"

Deathstroke winced as he heard Joe say that. He didn't know Joe had seen that.

"I was on a mission for ASIS," Slade narrowed his eye.

"Well, here's something you don't know," Joe smirked. "Something Mother never told you . . . I have a brother." Kara's eyes widened, and she looked at Slade, who seemed just as shaken as she was, enough that he lowered his blade, allowing Joe to stand again. "His name is Grant. Mother didn't want him in this world. But me? I'm my father's son. I made my first kill six months after our camping trip, and I slit his throat, just like you did!"

Everyone was reacting to the news about Grant.

Deathstroke was just sitting there in shock.

"Hey, Rose, why don't you go over there? I think he would appreciate it," Alex said quietly to Rose.

"Really?" Rose said.

"Yeah, go on," Alex said.

Rose smiled and went over to where Deathstroke was. "Can I sit here?"

"Course you can," Deathstroke smiled up at her.

She smiled and sat next to him, hugging him.

Joe slammed his sword up into Slade's chin, stunning the man and making him collapse. "No!" Kara ran forward, standing between father and son.

Joe stopped in his tracks, curling his lip. "I wanted to be exactly like my father," he told her. "Like Deathstroke."

"I am not Deathstroke anymore," Slade shook his head.

"Then you're not my father anymore," Joe scowled, raising his sword. "You're just in my way!"

"Your father is Slade Wilson," Kara told Joe, adjusting her stance so she stood in the path of Joe's blade. "And I will break every bone in that arm if you so much as swing towards my brother."

Joe hesitated, and it was enough time for a bullet to hit Joe's sword, knocking it out of his hand, and for an ebony arrow to embed in Joe's shoulder. He shouted in pain, grabbing his shoulder as Malcolm ran onto the catwalk on Joe's left, another arrow drawn. "And mine!" he added.

"Best siblings ever," Slade said fondly.

"Don't move!" Oliver ordered from Joe's right, gun raised. "Kara? Slade?"

"We're all right," Kara nodded, reaching behind her for Slade's hand.

He took it and stood up with her help. "Oliver," he looked around. "Malcolm, lower your weapons."

They both slowly did, and Joe turned to Slade and spat, "I wish that you'd stayed dead!"

Deathstroke sighed. Rose looked at him and hugged him again. He smiled and put an arm around her.

He pulled something from his belt and tossed it to the ground, and Kara's eyes widened. She grabbed Slade and yanked him back, turning so she was in front of him, her back to the grenade he had just dropped. Oliver and Malcolm dove to the ground, avoiding the spray of sparks and fire that came with the explosion. When Slade and Kara turned around, Oliver and Malcolm running to join them, Joe had disappeared. "He's gone," Slade whispered.

Kara squeezed his hand as Oliver and Malcolm lowered their weapons entirely.