Seventy six hours. Three days and nights, 4560 second. That's how long it took before Felicity finally let go of her control and her rage hit her. She was down in the bunker and was supposed to be wiping the evidence of the life they have lived for 6 years, SIX FUCKING YEARS of death, heartbreak, blood, sweat and tears for this fucking city they all loved and swore to protect. First Oliver, then the three of them with Roy and Sara. Then Laurel and Thea had joined in. Quinten died to help this city. How many criminals had her and Oliver battled and stopped? The Count, the Dollmaker, Dhahrk, Slade, Malcolm, The common thugs, the rapists, the Triad, the Gangs. How many people had they saved? How many of those same people had turned their backs on them?
Felicity shocked John when she suddenly screamed and swiped the med table clear of all the supplies she had been sorting. She grabbed the next closest thing, her beloved chair and sent it sailing into the air. "What the FUCK did we do this for?" She raged, grabbing anything in sight and launching it into the air. "We lost Sara, Laurel, Quentin, Thea nearly died and lost herself. Roy has to live on the run forever because of this place! I lost my ability to WALK! Oliver is in PRISON. Why? Why is the best person I have ever known in prison for helping this damn city, this country? The fucking police didn't stop the Undertaking WE DID. Oliver stopped the threat time and time defeated the Nazi's for Gods Sake." John stared at her in shock. He realized she had reached the end of her resilience after all these years. "How much blood does it take, huh? How much penance does he have to serve to you, this city, this life before its enough!" She raged on. Her mind kept replaying all the times she had nursed Oliver, given stitches, pain medication, comfort to the entire team while she sat down her monitoring them all. This was her team, her family and she was done with the people out to separate them. William lost his mother, he WAS NOT GOING TO LOSE ANOTHER PARENT.
"That's it, I am fucking done. We have given enough, I have played by the rules, I have fought the good fight. I am done now. I will get my husband out of jail, Ricardo Diaz will get what he deserves and Samanda Watson will pay for what she has done and God help anyone who gets in my way." Felicity said rising from her knees in the rubble she created. She was officially done, done, playing by the rules, however, grey they may have made them these last 6 years. It was time to screw the rules and fight dirty.
When John rushed to help her stand up, she held her hand up. "John, you need to leave. What I am about to do the husband of the head of Argus should not see or know about." John walked steadily to her. Grasping her hands, he pulled her into a hug.
"Felicity, what are you going to do? Oliver wants you and William safe." John started to caution her. He had never seen her this angry and was worried that her being hellbent on revenge would come back to bite her. While he understood the feelings, his first duty was to protect her. Oliver wouldn't survive without her and William. The only thing getting him through this was the fact that they were all granted immunity and were safe from Diaz.
"Well, I wanted my husband safe and with us, so I guess we don't always get what we want." Felicity bit out bitterly. Then she softened. "John, I am sorry. That wasn't fair."
"Felicity, I get it. You want him out. But we can't push this." John stated.
"John, I won't sit here and do nothing. I have never done that. I know you all think I am just tech support, but I am so much more than that and now I know what I need to do. You can't be involved in this. So please, go. I am safe here. The Green Arrow is no more, Team Arrow is no more. The newbies, I convinced Oliver to trust, destroyed the family we were creating. I am just a wife and mother now." Felicity said strongly, grabbing the chair and setting it back up. She smiled a tired smile and said. "I love you John for being here for us, but this is my fight."
"What the hell are you talking about? This started with the three of us, remember? You, me and Oliver? I have walked through fire, fought, bled and almost died with you two. Don't think for one second I won't continue that tradition. Original Team Arrow, right here. You jump, I jump, remember? John said, holding her arm tightly. "Now what is going on in that big beautiful brain of yours?"
"John, Are you sure? This could be the most crazy thing I have ever done, and I have done some crazy stuff. Taking on the Clock King, Slade all kinds of crazy on Mirakuru, Moira Queen…"
"Tell me, Felicity." John interrupted.
"Okay, so last year, when we were dealing with the aliens and the president awarded everyone that secret medal?" Felicity started, turning to her computer and typing at a furious pace.
"I remember Felicity, what about it?" John asked confused.
"Well, I may or may not have built a backdoor device and bugged the President's secretary's tablet." She stammered out quickly.
"WHAT? Felicity! That is treason! Why the hell didn't you tell Oliver, me or Curtis about this?" John was shocked and more than a little impressed.
"Only if got caught. Which I didn't! And just a reminder, I was building tech a long time before Curtis came along! I don't need him, you, or Oliver to tell me what I can and can not do!" Felicity stated aggravated. "I hadn't realized how much it had annoyed me that everyone assumed I needed Curtis for everything tech related. I have a higher IQ, higher GPA and I have managed just freaking fine without "Mr. Terrific" for YEARS. He could take his T-spheres and….. "
"Okay, okay. So what is your plan?" John interrupted her rambling tirade. He hadn't realized how much being second guessed since Curtis had joined the team had upset Felicity. She was still the smartest person he knew.
"Well, I am going to hack in, send the president a message, HIGHLY encrypted of course, and let him know that I have all the data on the alien invasion, the Nazi invasion, the Undertaking and how the government swept that all under the rug. Release Oliver, or it flies free." She said simply.
John stared at the beautiful woman sitting in front of him so prim like. You would never guess by looking at her that she had a diabolical plan in mind. "Felicity, ummm.. Listen. That will never work. The government doesn't negotiate." John stammered.
"Well, then I have nothing to lose.I think the public has a right to know that Oliver Queen was a hero on this earth and Earth X. He and our team have saved this city and the world, more times than the elected officials. Oliver has outed his alter ego. Let's give the world the true story of Team Arrow. While I am at it, I will also make sure that they know that Diaz is running loose because their own Government official put the wrong man behind bars just to get a win in her book. Speaking of Watson, I plan to dismantle her life like she did Oliver's. I am starting with little things. Identity theft on her accounts, closing her credit cards, putting her house into foreclosure. Oh did you know her parents live paycheck to paycheck? If dear old Dad loses his job, they will be out on the streets in a few weeks."
"Felicity! You can't do that, this isn't like you!" Digg said shocked.
"Well Digg, desperate times calls for desperate measures." Felicity said calmly, typing swiftly her eyes never leaving the screen. "Listen, all these years, we were the good guys. We helped people. We fought to help people. Well, as of today, I am done fighting for anyone else but Oliver and our team, until we get him back. I didn't back down from Ra's Ah Gul, I won't back down today. Either they give me my husband or I will do everything in my power to make them pay." Felicity said.
John sat down beside her, still not agreeing with what she was doing, but knowing he couldn't leave her there alone to deal with this. "If you get caught leaking government secrets you know that could mean the death penalty right?" John said quietly.
"I won't get caught." Felicity said with a smile. "They won't ever be able to trace me. Everything I am doing is going to trace right back to Malcolm Merlyn. I know you don't think this is the right thing to do, but for once, we are going to do things my way."