As much as Laurel had made of show of seeming at peace with things, she didn't actually want to die. She doesn't have a death wish. However, from the moment Damian Darhke shoved that arrow in her stomach, it was as though she knew. She knew that that was the end, and she needed to make her peace with things, for better or worse.

What she doesn't expect is waking up somewhere that is not Star City General, feeling ... fine. Better than fine even. She's feeling good, and when she looks up at the unfamiliar woman in front of her, she only manages to come up with one thing.

"You're not my nurse."