<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px">Caitlin nodded and made short work of getting rid of the ropes around her ankles, once Oliver united her wrists. She got up from the chair and followed him out of the room. "I'm sorry to hear about Kara," The brunette said softly.  She nodded when he answered her question about her injury, and then again when he explained that Tommy and Kara were gone. "I'm sorry that we lost them. I'm sorry that </span></span><i><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px">you</span></span></i><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px">, lost them. I know how much they meant to you with Tommy as your best friend and Kara as the one you loved." </span></span></span><br/><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><br/>
The young woman followed him back to his place. It was strange for them to be alone. "You know, we haven't been alone much before now. It's going to be strange without Kara here as a sort of buffer. But then again, that never stopped you from eyeing me before. We both know that it would have been a mistake to act on it. Because of your feelings for Kara. And because she was alive. Well, one of those things has changed. Have your feelings?" There was no need for her to be afraid of Oliver. She knew that he wouldn't hurt her. <br/>
</span></span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">She was his best friend, second only to Tommy. There had always been a spark of attraction between the two of them, but they had never acted on it. Maybe it was because his feelings for Kara were stronger. Or maybe because he was worried about being caught. Whatever it was, they had flirted with each other and circled each other for years. Maybe now it was time to change that. The scientist listened as he talked about the rebels, and then nodded as they made it to his home and went inside a few moments later. <br/>
</span></span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Assistant">Caitlin stepped into the house and then walked over to the couch without hesitation and took a seat on it. As his second best friend she was familiar with his home, where they had spent a lot of time over the years discussing strategy and him or Kara getting patched up by her when they were hurt. "We need to set aside some time to bury our dead. </span></span><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px">I know that you and Kara weren't big on being sentimental or things like that. But those that we lost, deserve it. And we all deserve the chance to take a minute and grieve for what we've lost." </span></span></span><br/><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><br/>
After she spoke, she got up and crossed the room, where she took one of his hands into hers and led him to the couch, where they both took a seat this time. "Where are you hurt? And don't bother lying to me, Oliver Jonas Queen. We both know that I don't put up with that kind of shit. There's no need to put on a brave face in front of me. I've seen all kinds of injuries over the years, you know this, because you've somehow managed to obtain a new injury that I've never seen or heard of, every year. Nothing that you show me will surprise me." <br/>
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A smile came to her lips as she said this. Sure, she was lecturing him as she sometimes did, but it was only because she cared about him and wanted him to be careful. When they were seated on the couch together, the brunette simply waited.</span></span><br/>
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