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"So you're you." John starts to point, looking between Oliver and I.

"And you're you." Curtis does the same, staring at us.

"An immortal Egyptian, aliens, parallel earth Nazis-" John starts to say, placing his hands on his hips, "I have no idea why I'm even surprised at this point."

"I'm still trying to figure out if this is more like "Freaky Friday" or "Quantum Leap." Curtis spoke, looking between us once more.

"No." I shook my head, the nerd inside of me finding its way up to the surface, "If this were like "Quantum Leap," I'd only look like myself in the mirror."

"Yep." He nods, "You are definitely not Oliver Queen."

Kara spoke up, "We think that the red skies and these lightning strikes have to be related to whatever happened to Barry and Oliver somehow."

"We need you to solve the somehow while we're in Gotham." Oliver crosses his arms.

"No problem." Curtis nods, "I mean, ARGUS has all the best analytic toys, but what we really need is a pattern recognition algorithm, and, unfortunately, Felicity isn't-"

"I called Felicity." Oliver cuts him off.

"Wait, wait." John points at Oliver, "You called Felicity?"

"Yeah." Oliver nods.

"Right. Well, I guess that makes sense because technically, you are her husband." John slowly nods then looks into nothing, "I'm confused."

As if on cue, Felicity walks in, "I've been summoned?"

Oliver shoots me a look, causing me to clear my throat quick, looking down at her, "Yes. Thank you for coming."

"Of course." Felicity looks at me, her tone dropping, "I mean, things might be fraught between us, Oliver. That doesn't mean I'm not gonna show up."

"They are?" My eyebrows furrow in confusion, looking at Oliver, "They are?"

I clear my throat, looking at Felicity once more, my eyes squinting, not knowing what to say, "They are, yeah. Which is- sad."

"So, um, this lightning thing." Curtis cuts in, "Um, could you help me out with that? Can I kind of show you kind of what I'm thinking?"

"Yeah." Felicity nods, shooting me a look before leaving the room with Curtis.

"Okay." John stepped up, "So why didn't you tell Felicity?"

"Well, because we tried to tell everybody at Star Labs, and it didn't really go over so well." I began, scratching the back of my neck.

John begged the question, "What do you mean?"

"Dude-" My tone ranged high, "My wife managed to come up with a way to knock us both out and throw us in a cell."

Oliver clears his throat, "Felicity and I have enough problems as it is without introducing body swapping."

"I am now realizing what I said wasn't so relevant." I clear my throat, looking up at the ceiling.

"We thought we'd just let her think everything's normal and that Barry and I are solving another problem." Oliver explained.

"If you find out how this lightning thing relates to whatever it is that we're dealing with here, can you please tell us?" Kara asked.

"Copy that." John nods, "Hey. This thing isn't gonna be permanent, is it?"

I let out a deep sigh, blinking long and hard, the fear of that rising in me, but I kept it contained, having hope.

All I wanted right now is to be back with Zee. Her laughs and voice was all I wanted to hear, instead of all this insane reality swap crap.

I just wanted everything to go back to the way it was.

"I hope not." Oliver and I say in unison.

I point at him, "Jinx."

Kara and I start to walk through the hall, Oliver chasing after us, "Barry, there's something I'd like to discuss before we go."

I looked back at him as he came between us, "What's that?"

"That you probably shouldn't go." Oliver told me.

"What?" I ask, staring at him.

"Oliver Queen is a public figure and an infamous vigilante." Oliver began to explain, "If you are in Gotham City, you're attracting the type of attention that we don't want."

"No." I shook my head as we walked through the halls, "If Gotham can handle the Batman, it can handle the Green Arrow."

"The Batman's an urban legend." Oliver stated, his tone low.

"Wait." I pause, "You don't believe Batman's real?"

"He's not real." Oliver started, as I shot Kara a look, a humorous laugh leaving my lips, "He's an urban legend concocted by the Gotham police department to scare criminals. And I'm the original vigilante, Barry."

"Okay, if you guys are done fooling around-" Kara began.

I cut her off, looking at Oliver, "Actually, you know what? Could you pull that thing up? Because, unlike you, my identity's not public, and I'd like to keep it that way."

Oliver argued, "This isn't your real face!"

"It might end up being my real face if we don't sort this mess out, so could you?" My tone ranged high as we came to a stop.

Oliver huffs, pulling on the mask, "Happy?"

"Ecstatic." I roll my eyes, sarcasm dripping through my tone.

"Oh wow, Zee's sarcasm really rubbed off on you-" Oliver spoke,

"Hey, if you-" I point at him, only for Kara to cut us both off.

"Apparently, you guys aren't done fooling around." Kara grabs onto me, leaving ARGUS with me, carrying me as she flew, ending the conversation then and there.

-

"That is so awesome." I laugh deeply, after Kara sets me down on the roof, as I walked over to the ledge, "So this is Gotham. Doesn't look so tough to me."

"Where's Oliver?" Kara questioned, looking around, taking notice that we were the only ones here.

I shrug, "I don't know."

Right on time, Oliver runs over, circling the entire roof, Kara staring at him, "Guess he's still getting the hang of it."

Oliver stops in front of us, letting out a forced laugh, "I'm still getting the hang of it."

"All right." Kara said, walking over to where I was with Oliver, looking down at the roads, "So how do we find two people in a city of 1.6 million?"

"There is a radio personality named Vesper Fairchild." Oliver began, "She knows everyone in Gotham, and I know her. She was doing an exposé on white-collar crime back in the day, and I wanted to persuade her that Queen Consolidated was above board."