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Richard Grayson was someone that piqued Selene’s interest, and that wasn’t something that happened often. He was a police officer - or rather, was a police officer that had ties with the mutants, it seemed. Now, there was someone she thought could be worth her while. Her black painted nails danced across desk after desk as she sauntered through the precinct until she reached the desk she was looking for. Her dark eyes seemed to smile as she noticed the name. At the sudden verbal intrusion, Selene’s eyes fluttered close and she stiffened, jaw tensing before she released, easily easing into a smooth smile when she turned to him. “Oh. I had some questions regarding his involvement in the release of one Betsy Braddock. But, if he’s not here, I suppose all that I’m doing is interrupting your little… Pastry session.”

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Michael just wanted to get home. He didn’t want any barriers or distractions or obstacles on the way - he could do without all of that. He just wanted to curl up in bed with Ted and sleep away their problems and hope that by morning everything would be solved. Of course, that’s not how it works, but Michael could dream. But, that dreaming was going to have to wait. A group of men seemed to be keeping Roy from passing, which only frustrated Michael further. He didn’t have his flight ring on, which was a huge mistake on his part, but he had his fists and last time he checked he was a hell of a good fighter.

“Are you boys really going to stand between a man and his leftovers?”

If there were any two people who could get into trouble purely by opening their mouths, it was Roy and Michael. The two of them together was going to cause an issue without them even meaning it. “It’s just the highest form of crime, really, preventing me from getting home to my leftovers. I mean, c’mon, I haven’t eaten all day. I’m a working man you know, just trying to support my family.” Roy sighed, stepping back slowly from the men before slinging a friendly arm around Michael, “See? Mikey here gets it. Now we’ll just be on our way if you don’t mind...” Roy tried to move around them until one man pushed him back so he fell backwards onto the pavement.

Oliver handed her back reluctantly, if only because he wanted nothing more than to spend as much time as possible with Lian. “It’s fine, I mean, if there’s anywhere she can shriek and make a mess, it’s here,” he said, gesturing vaguely. The penthouse had felt like a ghost town since Oliver got back. It wasn’t the same without Dinah. “Yeah, yeah, I think he’s just down in Coast City for a couple of days to see his mom,” he said, gesturing vaguely. “Something along those lines. He’s an adult, I’m sure he’s taking care of himself.” He leaned against the doorway, his hand coming up to run over his hair so he could at least try to flatten it some more against his scalp. “If you want me to take care of her, I will, but I’m not going to stand in the doorway and fight more about the same old stuff. You either want me to do it or you don’t, so just tell me, Roy.” 

Roy kept Lian close, staring at Oliver for a moment before glancing around. He had to go, he was scrapping at all the hours he could get now that he was the only one in the house with a job. “Lee,” Roy set her down on her feet, kneeling down to her level to honestly talk to her, “You need to be on your best behavior, okay? Ollie’s doing us a very nice favor and if you want to be welcomed back, you need to be very, very good.” Roy spoke gently to her. Lian nodded, giving Roy a pinky promise before turning back to Oliver. “Either Jay or I will be here to pick her up.... thanks, man.”

“Hi. Outside is like an circus freak” Donna said  hugging him back. “Yeah. It’s been a time” she replied with a nod. She entered in Lian’s room and looked at him surprise. “Is that Lian? She’s all grown up” she said in a lower voice, not wanting to wake up the little girl and with a small smile on her lips. She nodded. “Sure. I wouldn’t mind to stay and check upon her” she said nodding. She nodded. “Sure. If anything happens I’ll message you”.

“Yeah, she just turned three in February.” Roy smiled, closing the door to Lian’s room gently and leading Donna back out to the living room. “Jay and my cell numbers are on the fridge. If for some reason you can’t get a hold of me, call him--- and if he doesn’t answer, just call me again. One of us should pick up at some point.” Roy pulled his CBI jacket on and pushed his hair back with a sigh. “You’re welcome to stay here as long as you’d like, Don.”

“Gentlemen.” Roy nodded in an attempt to walk past them. One man put a hand on Roy’s chest, halting him from going any further as the others began to circle around. “Hey, come on guys, I’ve got some leftovers in the fridge that I’m really excited about.” He tried with a groan.

Oliver barely had a chance to realize what was going on when he opened the door before Lian had already started leaning over from Roy’s arms. Instinctively, Oliver reached his hands up to catch her, Lian practically pouncing on him. Ollie was still half-asleep, his hair flattened on one side and sticking up on the other from where he had been lying on his side on his pillow. He blinked at Roy a few times slowly as he tried to gain a sense of where he was again. Adjusting to being back in his old life after weeks of isolation had proven to be a lot more difficult than Oliver had originally anticipated. 

“Uh—he’s…” Oliver blinked again. “Out.” Ollie, Ollie! Lian shrieked from his arms before launching into one of her usual long-winded and half-imagined stories. Ollie hushed her quickly before looking back up at Roy. “Do you need someone to watch her? Because, uh…” He gestured vaguely. “I didn’t have any other plans or anything. If you need the help.” 

Roy caught Lian as she tried to lean over to Oliver, staring confusedly at her when she latched onto Oliver. “Lian.” He said sternly, taking her back and looking at her, “Hey, we don’t act like that. We use our inside voice.” He spoke calmly to her, Lian put her small hand to her mouth and whispered a tiny Sorry before cuddling into Roy, keeping her eyes on Oliver. Roy was barely keeping it together himself after having to work overtime, having a shrieking three year old now definitely didn’t help.

“Do you know if Hal’s alright?” Roy smoothed Lian’s hair back before adjusting her backpack on his shoulder. “Yeah--- It’ll just be a few hours, Jay said he can come get her after he’s finished with a session.” Roy held Lian tightly against him, hesitant to give her up. He knew she’d be fine with Oliver, Roy was fully aware of that. But he was still that stubborn teenager that was hesitant to give Oliver any kind of trust back. 

“Kentucky,” Sam offered with a smile. “Born and raised in Cumberland County. People have a fine time drinkin’ around there.” He tipped his head up and took a swallow of his whiskey. “You from around here?” he asked.

“I’m not a lightweight. I just don’t like the feeling of being drunk,” Sam admitted to the other man before he introduced himself. “Sam,” he offered before taking the sturdy shake. “Nah, you drinking those in minutes wouldn’t be fair. I’d have to knock back some shots of my own to be on pace thanks to my healthy metabolism.”