Oliver finally arrived at the bunker. He picked up Amiya and she fell asleep in his arms.
She was so peaceful, so calm. I had to get home. I really didn't feel well. I pulled up to my apartment block. A wave of nausea washed over me. I hurtled up the stairs and to my bathroom.
Nausea hadn't come to me like this in five years. Like when I told Oliver and Rene I was going to have Amiya.
I realized this might be the same thing all over. What if my baby girl had a sibling. That would be amazing. But I would have to give up being the black canary. I called the only person I could trust. Rene. With Oliver looking after Amiya the only other person I could tell was Rene.