"What is it Dinah?" Oliver asks.
"And in more recent news a masked vigilante is cleaning up the streets in Washington, D.C. His main weapon appears to be a modified bow, although any more information on him is unknown," a news reporter says. The new vigilante looks like, and can be assumed to be Roy.
"Roy?!" Oliver exclaims. "He's still alive?!" Oliver was in a state of shock and joy.
"Yes!" Dinah says, just as excited. "And it seems he has sobered up. I know you can't make shot as accurate as that under the effects of drugs."
"How did he..." Oliver trails off, lost in thought.
"Because he's strong," Dinah snaps Oliver back into reality. "And he managed to make it though."
Oliver just stares at the TV, just watching footage of Roy. Oliver noticed how much Roy has changed, his hair looks longer and he seems a little taller, but his skills are all the same, maybe even better.
"Are you just going to stand there gawking like an idiot? Or are you going to do something?" Dinah asks.
"Right," Oliver hurries out the door.
"Wait? Where are you going?" Dinah asks.
"To find Roy!" Oliver says.
"You do that!" Dinah encourages.
Out on the streets of Washington, D.C. Oliver searches high and low for Roy.
Meanwhile, Roy had been living out on his own, managing to make it though each day. After he was kicked out he made it his mission to become better than he was. Now he was living in an abandon building, buying canned food, and making his own arrows. Though his life seems crummy, an ex-addict now living alone in the streets, Roy couldn't be better.
"Roy?" Oliver calls. "Roy?" He had a feeling he'd find Roy around the bad part of town.
"Wha-" Roy heard the faint voice of his mentor. "This can't be a hallucination, I... I thought those stopped after I stopped." He thought to himself. Just to make sure he wasn't going crazy he shouted out, "Ollie?!"
Oliver heard Roy's voice. "Roy?!" He calls out once more. "Where are you?"
Roy is just as shocked as Oliver is. "Ollie?! I'm over here."
Ollie runs toward the sound of Roy's voice and catches sight of Roy. "You're still alive!" Oliver bear hugs his son, then takes a step back. "I'm sorry, for everything I did. I thought I was doing what was best for you, but I was so wrong. I should've been there for you. I know I'm asking for a lot, but I'm asking for a second chance. A chance to make amends and so I can finally be the father I never was. Won't you please forgive me and just come home? Dinah will be so happy to see you. And we can finally be a family again."
"I can't go back," Roy says. "You said that I shouldn't ever show my face there ever again."
"I know what I said and I regret everything. It just caught me by surprise and I didn't know what to do so I made a rash choice. I could never know how you felt, what I did was unforgivable." Oliver says, his voice filled with regret and guilt. "Won't you please forgive me?"
"Damn straight it was!" Roy replies angrily remembering what Oliver had done, but then regained his composure. "I forgive you Ollie, but still I'm not going back. You don't need me anymore. You have a new apprentice and I've made a name for myself here."
"All right Roy," Oliver agrees, respecting his wishes. "I'm glad I got to see you again. Good luck with everything and if you need help in the future then I promise I'll be there. And Roy, I know you'll do great things. I'm proud of you,"
"You too, Ollie," Roy says. "Take care."