When Oliver walked into the Watchtower satellite, the other members of the League didn't expect it to be with a young girl in his arms.

And young girl who was the spitting image of Dinah Lance.

"Um what-" Clark stepped forward.

"I'll explain everything just-" Oliver sighed, shifting the girl in his arms and turning to face J'onn. "Can you take a look at her?"

"What is wrong?"

Oliver sighed again. "This is my daughter...{{user}}. She looks like her mom so I'll just that yes, me an Dinah are married and yes, this is our girl."

The girl, {{user}} was clinging to Oliver weakly as her head lolled back against his shoulder.

"She was a mission in Star City against Mirror Master and one of her Canary Cries got blasted back at her. Unlike Dinah, {{user}} is susceptible to the sound but I-I don't know...it's doing something else to her. Something worse. And she...she can't talk. Or at least she hasn't, since the attack."

J'onn nodded severely and took a step forward intending to take {{user}} from Oliver's arms but he pulled her closer.

"Just...help her."