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AN:Thank you for returning to my story once again.

***Again, I hope there's no confusion, but this chapter, and chapters 9 and 10, are part of an alternate ending and replaces chapter 8.

Hope you enjoy this new chapter. And thank you for all the reviews, favs and follows from last chapter. I am sure glad I did take emgs13's comment and decided to see what else I could come up with. It did make me venture out of my comfort zone, and I am sure glad I did. It has been fun, and I even scared myself a little with this action-packed ending, ha. (You know you're doing something right when you feel your own body tense up as you reread what you yourself wrote).

AN2 (08/15/16): I tried to come up with an ending chapter, but nothing was speaking to me. So I decided to revise this chapter to add the very short ending I could come up with to this chapter, making this the last chapter instead.

I appreciate everyone who has stuck with this story to the end. I guess that means you've enjoyed it. Not sure why no one is writing reviews. So, if you be so kind and leave a final review, it would be greatly appreciated.

I only added an ending to this chapter; I didn't change anything else. So, if you read most of it already, just skip to the last couple pages or so. Hope you enjoy it, and let me know what you think. Thanks ever so much!

Previously:

A loud roar was heard and suddenly Felicity found herself at the wrong end of a chokehold. Ra's himself had flown to her side and catching her unawares, grabbed her around the throat. Spots began to dance in front of her eyes, and she barely heard the screams and protests of her teammates. She mostly sensed, not seeing, Oliver attempting to get out of his chair, only succeeding in knocking himself and his chair over, forgetting his legs were tied to the chair. Her own arms fought against the handcuffs, trying without success in fighting off the incensed Ra's.

"You! I never should have trusted you, Ms. Smoak!" she heard Ra's shout as she felt her life leaving her body.

Just when she knew she was going to die, Felicity heard someone scream, "Father! Stop that right now!"

The hands forming an iron grip around her throat disappeared, the floor met her as her chair tipped over on its side and she barely prevented her head from hitting the floor by weakly lifting it as her shoulder met the hard surface. Cool air now met her attempts to breathe, which was now getting into her lungs despite the pain of inhaling and exhaling. A pair of arms then lifted her from the floor, gently removing her restraints, and she found herself resting against a soft surface, her hair being gently pushed away from her face in an attempt at soothing her agitation.

As her sight returned, she looked up to see a familiar, but thought-to-be-gone from this Earth, face smiling down at her. "Sara?" she found herself asking.

~~OQ~~FS~~OQ~~FS~~OQ~~

Oliver had never been as scared in his whole life as he had been the moment Ra's began to strangle Felicity in front of him. As soon as the announcement was made that the attempt at poisoning the city had been averted, Oliver knew she was in danger. He wanted to rush to her side, but he forgot that, not only his arms, but his legs were chained to the chair. Instead of helping his I.T. girl, he found himself lying on his side like a helpless turtle trapped within its shell. He was doomed to watch her face turn red as Ra's strangled the life out of her, her eyes bugging out of her head and her tiny hands struggling helplessly against her restraints instead of attempting to remove Ra's' hands from her throat.

Suddenly, a voice was heard, as if an answer to their prayers, demanding Ra's to stop. Oliver watched as Nyssa hurried to her father's side, with a blonde woman behind her.

"Father, I demand you stop this nonsense at once!" She grabbed her father by his shoulders and attempted to pull him away from Felicity.

From his limited view, Oliver watched Ra's release his hold on Felicity, which resulted in her chair tipping over and Felicity lying on her side.

"Why, Daughter, do you think you have any right to demand such a thing?" Ra's gave his daughter a most dangerous look and said, "How dare you interrupt my giving out a punishment?"

"Because I speak for the majority of the League who believe this recent course of action goes against everything we believe in."

"You forget, Daughter, I am the League." Oliver wondered if even Nyssa had a chill down her back resulting from the tone of her father.

Nyssa continued as if she wasn't bothered by his look. "Not anymore. Even though you tried to get rid of them, I still have the majority of the soldiers agreeing with me that you are no longer fit to rule us. There have been questions raised, and I am determined to investigate them with the High Priestess, regarding your fitness to continue to govern the League."

"Don't be ridiculous, Daughter. The High Priestess would not dare to agree to such a thing."

Oliver could only barely sense another person approaching them, dressed all in black, walking slowly and regally towards them. As she got closer, he observed a tall, thin olive-skinned woman with thick black hair pulled back, a veil covering most of it. Soft musical notes were heard with her movements from the small chimes decorating her sleeves and bodice.

"Oh yes, I would, Ra's al Ghul. You may have been our leader for many years, but I have the responsibility to govern whether such leadership remains truly fitting for the League. And I find, due to your recent actions, it is not."

The woman then spoke in what Oliver assumed was Arabic, and four soldiers approached Ra's. His hands were restrained behind him with handcuffs, despite his attempts to protest the action.

"No, Ra's al Ghul. It has been deemed appropriate for you to wait in the dungeons while I investigate the charges against you." The High Priestess addressed the soldiers. "Take him away to the southeast dungeons." Looking at Nyssa, she proclaimed, "Nyssa al Ghul, you are once again Heir to the Demon, and now have temporary control of the League."

Oliver felt his restraints removed and suddenly was assisted to his feet. He looked down at the unsmiling face of Nyssa al Ghul. She nodded at him then moved on to free his teammates from their restraints.

"Thank you Nyssa." He barely acknowledged her as he sped to Felicity's side. His eyes took in the petite form, reassured by the now regular rise and fall of Felicity's chest and the bright blue eyes which responded to his concern. He didn't see any visible signs of injury. "Are you okay, Felicity?"

As he noted Felicity's nod and the small smile meeting his concern, the blonde woman next to her said, "Don't worry, Ollie. She's going to be all right."

Oliver's eyes took in the other blonde woman in amazement. "But how are you all right? How are you even here, Sara?" Oliver was able to stutter out.

"In spite of your own experience with the Lazarus Pit, Mr. Queen, you have to ask that?" Nyssa asked, with a gleam in her eye.

"May I assume, Nyssa, we have you and the Lazarus Pit to thank for returning Sara to us?" Oliver asked.

"Yes, the night I was in Starling and found out about Sara, I decided I wasn't going to leave without her." Nyssa met Oliver's disapproving eyes without flinching.

Laurel's eyes widened as she looked at Nyssa. "You dug up my sister?"

Nyssa shrugged. "I did what I had to do. I then snuck her home here to Nanda Parbat and proceeded to use my Father's Lazarus Pit."

"Just like Oliver?" Felicity asked.

Nyssa nodded. "Yes, I guess. Just like Oliver."

Sara took up the story. "For the past months I have recuperated under the care of Nyssa's former nanny. Nyssa recently retrieved me from where I was recuperating, and told me about your capture. Of course I had to come with her, to get you guys out of here." She gave a wry smile. "Even though our first attempt failed."

Oliver said, "Yes, Ra's made sure we were told about that attempt at the airfield. I want to thank both you and Nyssa for that attempt, and for now."

Nyssa gave a curt nod. "Just do me a favor. Don't do anything to catch my father's attention again."

Oliver returned the curt nod with one of his own. He addressed Sara. "What are your plans?"

Sara looked at Nyssa. "I have decided to stay here with Nyssa. Help return the League back to normal."

"I can certainly understand, but I have missed you. Hope you can visit us soon," Felicity said as she gave Sara a hug.

"Yes, of course, I plan on a visit. I have to visit my father." Looking at Laurel, who had been uncharacteristically quiet, Sara said, "Perhaps let me tell Dad I'm alive." She sighed. "I'll come home within the month to do that, okay?"

Laurel looked between Oliver and her sister. "Since I don't understand everything I guess I will have to." She walked up to her sister and enveloped her in a big hug. "I have missed you so very much. I cannot believe you are standing here with us." She let Sara go and looked her in the eyes. "You are really here, with us, aren't you?"

Sara smiled at her sister, tears also in her eyes. "Yes, I am. I am so very sorry you had to go through all of that."

Laurel nodded. "Hurry home as soon as you can. Dad has also missed you more than I can say."

Laurel then stepped aside as Roy and Diggle approached Sara to give her quick hugs. "Okay, we will wait for you to get things sorted out here, and will see you soon in Starling," Diggle said.

Roy smiled at Sara. "You won't believe how good I've become at shooting arrows."

"I told you you'd improve. I'm glad." Sara ruffled his short hair, nudged him, and gave him a smile of her own.

Nyssa said, "With our original plans, I had arranged for your journey back to Starling City." Clapping her hands, one of the servants stepped up and stood at attention. "Go instruct the royal pilot to prepare the plane. He is to notify us once he is ready to take off." The servant nodded and hurried off.

"I will show all of you the main living room where you can sit and wait for the plane to be ready." Catching Oliver's eye, Nyssa asked, "I trust you have no complaints in returning home at this time?"

"No, indeed I do not, Nyssa. Thank you again for all you have done."

Nyssa pursed her lips. Holding her head in a regal pose, she said, "On behalf of the entire League of Assassins I apologize for the events of the past month, Oliver." Looking around at the rest of the group, she added, "As well as to all of you."

Everyone nodded, then looked at Felicity, who exclaimed, "What! Do you guys expect me to have a blubber moment again? I don't think so. I think my brain-mouth filter might be permanently fixed."

Everyone laughed softly and turned as Nyssa caught their attention. She nodded and took off down a hallway. The rest followed. They made their way in silence through several more corridors to a large room decorated in soft hues of yellow. Nyssa gestured towards a group of chairs and sofas. "Make yourselves comfortable and I will be back."

As Nyssa left the room, the group took seats clustered near the front of the room. Oliver sank into an especially comfortable armchair and allowed himself to fully relax for the first time in months. However, he still took the next minute to look around the surrounding area, making sure there were no dangers present. Just in case. Observing his entire team had sat down without incident, he breathed another sigh of relief. We are all here, alive and going home. I'd never would have thought it possible.

After fifteen minutes Nyssa approached the group. "There is a van outside which will take you to the airplane which is waiting to take all of you back to Starling City."

Oliver rose, walked over to Nyssa, and stretched out his hand. "Thank you Nyssa."

She silently nodded in acknowledgement. "Like she said, Taer Sa-fir will return within the month to visit."

Laurel stepped up to them. "Thank you again, Nyssa, for all you have done for her. I still can't believe we have her back and this all hasn't been some sort of dream."

Nyssa said, with a gleam in her eye, looking at Oliver, "As Mr. Queen surely can testify, this all has certainly not been a dream." As quickly as the gleam had appeared, it disappeared. "You are welcome, Laurel. As you know, your sister is indeed a very special person. The world is a much darker place without her here with us."

Looking at the group, Nyssa said, "I again apologize for my father's actions, even though they were at times misguided." She exchanged glances with Oliver. "I trust nothing like this will ever occur again."

"I most certainly hope not. It will certainly not be my doing, that's for sure, Nyssa," Oliver said, stifling a shudder. "Now, if you may excuse us, we are understandably anxious to start for home."

"Of course." Stepping out of the way, Nyssa indicated the way to the front door. Upon reaching it, the door was opened by one of the servants. A gray van indeed waited there for them. The group was silent as they boarded the van, and headed for the airfield. Once they left the van, Oliver noticed another car pulling up. Merlyn, looking the worse for wear, got out with some assistance of a soldier, who then assisted him into a seat on the airplane. After a few more minutes, the plane took off without any further difficulty.

Oliver leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. He needed a few moments to collect his scattered thought. Trying to assimilate everything he and his team had experienced over the past few weeks could boggle a lesser mind than his. Or at least one not accustomed to outlandish and life-threatening events such as those he and his group had to become familiar with over the past three years.

"Oliver?" floated softly to him.

A voice he'd been so afraid of never hearing again interrupted his thoughts. He opened his eyes to see his "Girl Wednesday" smiling shyly at him. "Are you okay?"

Considering her question before replying, he answered with a nod. "Yes, Felicity, I am. For the first time in months."

She smiled one of her brilliant smiles at him. "I'm glad. It is over, right?"

"It should be. Ra's will be preoccupied with his own problems, at least for a while. I really don't think neither he nor the League will be much of a problem anymore."

"I sure hope not. It's been one wild ride." Felicity shook her head. "One of our most wild."

"Yes, it has."

Felicity shrugged. "Well, at least we've gotten both you and Sara back alive out of this mess. I'd say this made all of this worth it."

"Really? Almost being partly responsible for poisoning Starling City doesn't diminish your feeling about that, then?"

Felicity wrapped herself around Oliver's arm and snuggled close to him. "Nope, it doesn't make it any less worth it." Smiling up in his face, she said, "It's definitely worth it."

Diggle chose this moment to interrupt. "If I may say, it is very nice indeed to have you back with us in the land of the living, Oliver."

"Yes, Dig, I whole-heartedly agree with you on that."

"So…Sara is alive."

"Yes, she is. At least we get that out of this whole mess."

"And you, of course," Diggle added, with a quirk of an eyebrow at Felicity. "Oliver, is there anything you want to tell us?"

"Actually, can that all wait until we land? I'd feel better about discussing everything on, shall we say, more friendly ground."

Diggle nodded, returned to his seat as Felicity settled into hers. Oliver sighed and reclined in his own. Closing his eyes, he began a meditation in order to quiet his restless mind. Soon, before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

AN: That's it for the revised ending for this story. Sure hope you have enjoyed it. Just want to say, it is always helpful to get reviews, and it's always appreciated. Thanks for reading and reviewing! And...I sure hope you will review. It's been too quiet on this site. Makes a person wonder if people are actually enjoying your story if hardly anyone reviews. So like I say...always appreciated! Hope to see you next time with my new stories as they appear.