It had been about 24 hours since Sara and Nyssa had brought Oliver back to life using the Lazarus Pit and the first moment he got he was leaving them behind and heading to the airport to get a flight back to Starling City, back to Laurel. He couldn't leave Laurel alone. He needed to see her, to be with her, to let her know that he was alive and not dead.
Once landing in Starling City he headed to the lair and dressed in his Arrow suit and then headed to Laurel's, climbing in through the window, only to stare at her passed out on the couch, bottles upon bottles of different kinds of alcoholic drinks laying and sitting around on the floor and coffee table.
Angry now he stormed around the apartment, collecting bottles, tossing out the empty ones and dumping the alcohol out of the partially filled ones and then rinsing the bottles out before throwing them away. Once he finished that task he searched the apartment for any pills, dumping the pills down the toilet, including the ones she had hidden in her purse.
Once he'd gotten rid of them all he laid her phone on the table, went over to where she lay and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder and headed back outside to his car, putting her into the passenger seat and fastened her in before he went to the driver's side, getting behind the wheel and heading out of the city, planning to take her to a cabin in the woods where they could be alone.
When he got there he carried her in, laying her down on the couch.