Here is the final chapter. First, I would like to thank each and every one of you for your support; I know I kept you all waiting for a long time. But here is the ending; I hope you guys enjoy it.

Ellie Bishop: Glad you liked that. I personally see Oliver and Barry as closer to Batman and Superman or Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, but yeah, the two don't judge each other despite having very different views, which is what makes their friendship so great. Oh no kidding. Don't blame you; Crisis was the last straw with me for Kara. I just don't picture Slade sticking around Starling City for long.

Jinero: I think if the Clone Army was kept in the original trilogy, the Rebels would have been defeated before A New Hope.

Guest: Not really. Tatsu had already given up on Maseo a long time ago, to the point where earlier in the story she told Oliver Maseo was lost forever. I imagine he will tell her at some point because that's the kind of guy Oliver is, but it's more out of decency than anything else. Zero chance of that happening. The only reason I kept this story going after Crisis was because it was so close to the end. At this point, I'm just ready to be done with it.

Argus prison

Morning

Nyssa sat in her cell, reflecting on Oliver's words. She had been up all night, considering his words. It was a tempting offer, she mused. To find out who she was outside the League was never an option for her. But now…now it was all she could think about.

She was broken out of her musings as the door to her cell opened. She looked over and was shocked to see who stood in the doorway.

"Sister," Talia greeted as she entered the cell.

"What are you doing here?" Nyssa asked gruffly but Talia ignored this.

"Father is dead," Talia said bluntly.

It was silent for a moment as Talia allowed Nyssa to process this news. Nyssa expected to feel…something at this news, anything. But all she felt was indifference, perhaps a little anger that she had not been the one to kill him. As she processed this, Nyssa noted the ring of the Demon's head on Talia's finger.

"It was not me," Talia said, seeing the look on her sister's face. "It was Oliver Queen who delivered the killing blow."

Nyssa laughed, out of disbelief more than anything. An outsider was the one who killed her father. And worse, rather than take the ring for himself, he had given it to her sister. Nyssa was unsure whether to be angry at the insult or amused at the irony.

"Is that why you are here, to mock me?" Nyssa asked angrily.

"No, I have come to offer you a choice," Talia said and Nyssa raised an eyebrow. "You can rejoin the League at my side…or I can release you."

"What?" Nyssa asked after a moment, staring at her sister in disbelief.

"You can spend the rest of your life tied to the League or you can take Oliver's advice, discover who you are outside the League," Talia shrugged. "I shall give the day to think about it. I will be back tomorrow morning. Have your answer by then."

Talia then strode out of the cell, the door closing behind her as Nyssa was left alone with her thoughts.

Argus base

Same time

Oliver and Slade both stood in Waller's office, now Lyla's, as Lyla sat behind her desk. Lyla's eyes were bloodshot from crying all night but her face gave no indication of this, perfectly dry and blank.

"So he's dead. Good," Lyla said, her voice perfectly calm. "Do you think you can trust Talia Oliver?"

"Honestly, I don't know," Oliver admitted. "Only time will tell."

"Well, I guess that's the best we can do," Lyla said with a sigh before turning to Slade. "Now, as for you."

Slade stared at her solemnly, knowing the time had come. Whatever punishment he must face, he would face it. Mirakuru or not, he had committed unforgivable sins and must face up to them.

"Considering your help with Ra's, as well as the fact that Oliver vouches for you, I've managed to get you a pardon. But you'll be placed under Argus surveillance and if you give me half a reason to think you're a threat, you'll wish you were still on Lian Yu," Lyla threatened.

Slade nodded no reaction on his face. It was more than he expected, more than he deserved. But it was something.

"As thanks for your assistance, I've put together something for you," Lyla said, pulling out a flash drive as she got out from behind her desk and walked over to Slade. "This is all the Intel Argus has on your son, Joe, including his last known whereabouts."

Wordlessly, Slade took the flash drive, staring at emotionally before he looked up at Lyla, looking like he was about to break down.

"Thank you," Slade said, his voice cracking slightly. "Thank you."

Oliver and Thea's loft

Later in the afternoon

Oliver walked into the loft and saw Thea sitting on the couch, staring at nothing in particular.

"Hey," Thea greeted lowly.

"Hey," Oliver repeated as he walked over. "How are you feeling?"

"Honestly, I don't even know," Thea admitted with a sigh. "Ra's is dead, Malcolm is dead but I still feel like I have to do something."

"Thea, you are not to blame for what Malcolm did," Oliver said gently as he sat down next to her.

"Yes I am! You don't-you don't understand," Thea said, trying to put it into words.

"I understand perfectly," Oliver said and she looked up at him. "When the Alpha-Omega went off in Hong Kong, Maseo's son…he died. I found the person who set it off…and I tortured him. For hours. Not because I need to, but because I wanted to. I wanted him to suffer for what he had done."

It was silent between them as he looked at Thea. She had a look of shock and horror on her face, not that he could blame her.

"You don't have a monopoly on guilt and self-loathing Speedy. We've all done terrible things, things there is no forgiveness for. We all have to learn to live with them," Oliver told her and Thea was quite for a minute.

"Does it ever go away? The guilt?" Thea asked quietly.

"No. But it does get easier, with time," Oliver said gently. "You wanna stay home tomorrow?"

"No…No. I need to stop wallowing in self-pity and get back out there…even if I don't want," Thea said with a sigh.

Argus Prison, next day

Morning

Nyssa laid on her cot, staring at the ceiling blankly as the door to her cell opened. She looked over blankly as her sister stepped back into the cell.

"Have you come to a decision?" Talia asked curiously.

"I have," Nyssa confirmed as she got to her feet. "The League, it has been my home for as long as I can remember. But it has become my prison. I do not wish for it to be my prison any longer."

"I see," Talia said, her eyes becoming softer as Nyssa spoke. "When I left so long ago, it was in the hopes that I could find someone to kill father, as I knew neither of us were capable of it, physical or emotionally. I wish I could have spared you the pain father inflicted. As it is, I can only honor your request. Nyssa al Ghul…I release you. May you one day find peace, sister."

Talia then, with surprising gentleness, kissed Nyssa on the forehead before exiting the cell.

Starling City Cemetery

Same time

Oliver, Lyla, Thea, Roy, Laurel, Quentin and Felicity stood in front of Diggle's grave, a sad silence stretching between them.

"Shouldn't someone say something?" Quentin asked awkwardly.

"I don't know what to say," Laurel admitted.

"Words really don't seem enough," Roy noted.

"Oliver," Lyla said, looking at him pleadingly.

"He'd want it to be you," Felicity said gently as she saw the look of hesitance on Oliver's face.

After a moment, Oliver nodded, trying to find the words.

"John Diggle was one of the best men I ever knew. He was my brother," Oliver said, trying to keep his tone even. "He was a soldier, through and through. He fought for his family. He fought for his friends. More than that, he fought for his city and for his country. His courage, his advice, his loyalty…are probably the only reason I've made it this far. And even though he's gone now, his spirit will live on in us. Goodbye old friend."

"Goodbye Johnny," Lyla whispered, tears running down her face.

Silently, Oliver wrapped an arm around her as they all stared at the grave, each mourning for their fallen comrade.

Argus prison

Afternoon

Nyssa stepped out of her prison, looking around. She looked up at the sky, closing her eyes as she breathed the fresh air. For perhaps the first time in her life…she was free. It was an exhilarating feeling.

Roy's house

Same time

"I'm too messed up right now," Thea said quietly as she and Roy sat on his couch. "I have…so many things to work through. I can't ask you to wait for me. You should move on."

"Tried that already while you were gone," Roy told her and she looked at him surprised. "Went on about half a dozen dates, never made it to a second one. No matter how hard I tried…I just kept comparing them to you. I can't move on, I tried. So…when you're ready for me, I'll be ready for you."

Roy then kissed her on the cheek and stood up, walking into the kitchen.

"You want anything to drink?" Roy called back.

Thea did not respond, simply staring at him in disbelief. No matter how hard she tried to push him away, Roy always seemed to find a way to hang onto her. Maybe, a voice in the back of her head said, it was time to stop pushing him away.

Oliver and Thea's loft

Same time

"So you're leaving," Oliver said, not really surprised.

"I have to find my son, make sure that he's alright," Slade said and Oliver nodded in understanding.

"We do what we have to for family," Oliver said.

"We never give up on them. I learned that from you," Slade said, holding his hand out to Oliver. "Thanks kid, for everything."

"I think I'm the one who should be thanking you," Oliver said as he shook Slade's hand. "If you ever need anything, I'm just a phone call away."

"That goes both ways kid," Slade as they dropped hands. "Take care of yourself Oliver."

"You to Slade," Oliver said.

Slade nodded and picked up his duffle bag, containing his armor, weapons and some clothes, before he walked out.

"So, what happens now?" Helena asked as she walked up behind Oliver.

"Now…I keep protecting my city. You can be a part of that, if you want," Oliver said gently as he glanced over at Helena.

"You think I'd be welcome on your team?" Helena asked wearily.

"I think that Roy will have my back, no matter what I decide. Redemption, it's not an easy road. You have to want it," Oliver said gently as he took her hand.

"I've done so many terrible things…do you think redemption is possible for me?" Helena asked as she looked at Oliver.

"I think redemption is possible for anyone, as long as they want it bad enough," Oliver said as he took her hand. "So, what do you say?"

Helena was quiet for a moment, and then she leaned up and kissed him.

"I think criminals better look out. The Huntress is back and better than ever," Helena said with a wicked smile.