This is my first time ever writing something like this, please let me have your constructive criticism. I am fairly new to FanFiction. I have read FanFiction for the past several months and have thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. I have written for other purposes but never any FanFiction. I primarily read Arrow and Doctor Who. I hope you all enjoy my stories!
I DO NOT OWN ARROW OR IT'S CHARACTERS.
1.
Felicity, Oliver and Diggle all arrived back at the lair, looking worse for wear. Diggle pulled a chair out and sat down assessing his injuries, smiling knowing it would have been worse if she wouldn't have said to him to look out. She walked over to the fridge and grabbed three water bottles, tossing one to Dig then to Ollie then sitting down herself and kicked her shoes off. They all sat in silence for a while, until Dig started to laugh. Ollie and Felicity looked at him confused.
"What in the world are you laughing at?" Ollie asked.
"You, holding that guy over the roof like you did, all Batman Begins like." Both Felicity and him could no longer keep it in and were now laughing very hard.
"Haven't seen it," Ollie said finishing his water bottle and standing up.
Felicity shook her head and turned back to her screen, clicking away at her keyboard. Oliver got up and walked away, changing out of his gear and putting on jeans and a white t-shirt. When he walked back in, Felicity was shutting down her screens and trying to put her shoes back on while tapping away at her phone. Dig was shutting off lights and locking things up, Ollie caught his eye.
"Everyone going home?" Ollie asked
"Just in case you haven't noticed, it's three o'clock in the morning and we have a meeting at eight o'clock in the morning or did you forget?" she said placing a hand on her hip and giving him a stern look.
"I remembered, I'm just not tired." He replied placing his bow in the case where it belonged.
"Well, I know I am tired and you both know what happens when I get cranky," she said.
"Well, at least let me make sure you get home safe. I know Dig normally does it but I'm sure he won't mind." "Hey that works for me, the closer and faster I get to bed," he said smiling.
Ollie grabbed her jacket and she grabbed her purse as they all walked out together. Oliver insisted on driving her car, which she readily accepted. The ride was pretty silent, he pulled into her assigned parking space and shut the car off. Inside of her apartment building, they rode in the elevator in silence and she couldn't stop yawning, he smiled.
Halfway down her hall, Ollie was on full alert after seeing her door, cracked open. He stopped, placing his arm out, making her run it to his arm and making her stop.
"Ollie, what the he—" he put his rough hand over her mouth and pointed towards her door, when she looked seeing it was open, her blue eyes got very large and she began to shake.
"Stay here" he mouthed to her, as he made his way to her apartment, slowly opening the door some more to fit his body through. Once inside, he made his way through checking both bedrooms, not finding anyone. He was
tense, his body on edge ready for a fight, he turned the lights on and called Felicity into the apartment. He closed and locked the door behind her, double checking the locks.
"Ollie? What's that?" she said pointing towards the box on her coffee table.
"You don't know what that is?"
"I would never leave a box, unopened on my coffee table, I would've taken it to my office," she was shaking worse than before now. "Oliver, someone was in my apartment, what's in the box?" she said her voice cracking, he could hear the fear in her face which made him angry.
Ollie walked over to the box, knew it was taped shut, he checked to see if there was anything that seemed to be explosive around it but saw nothing. He took out his pocket knife and pried the box open, inside the sight was a little too much for him, and the anger that radiated through his body could be felt by her. Inside was the stuffed bunny he got her for Easter, wearing a pair of her underwear and bra, with pictures of her inside her apartment where really, there shouldn't be pictures of her. He looked up at Felicity, who was coming undone.
"Don't" he said as she made her way to the box. Once she saw the contents inside, her world started to spin. She felt as if she was going through a tunnel as his voice faded away and her face got close to the carpet. He grabbed her before she hit the ground; he carried her shaking body into her bedroom laying her down on her bed and took her shoes off. He sat next to her on the bed, moving her blonde hair away from her face.
Oliver pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent Dig a text message, letting him know what happened.
I'm coming over right now, how is she?
She's passed out. I put her in her bed. How soon until you get here?
Okay, I'll stop by your house and get you a change of clothes for the morning, give me about thirty minutes. Are you safe?
Always.
Keep an eye on her.
He stood up checking her windows, making sure they were locked and blinds closed. Inside her closet he felt for his emergency bag, pulling it out and checking it for what he needed. He looked back, she was still in the same position he left her in. He sat on the edge of her bed, watching her and waiting for Dig to get there. A vibration on his phone let him know to check it, Dig.
I'm in the elevator; I'll do our knock when I get there.
Oliver pulled something out of his bag, just in case, walking over to the door he heard their knock. He opened it and Dig walked in with two bags.
"Sorry I'm late. I stopped by the lair and got some things, I thought you'd want." He said handing the bag over to Oliver, his bow and some other things inside.
"Thank you, I needed this."
"How is she?"
"Still out."
They walked into the room, she hadn't moved, Oliver turned on her light by her dresser and shut off the light to the room. Dig took the couch, he took her chaise. He closed his eyes, thinking to himself a five minute nap would be just fine. He awoke to her whimpering, he moved within a flash to her side, waking her up.
"Hey, you're safe. Dig and I are here, shh." He said in a reassuring voice. Her hands reached up to his face, touching it trying to make sure he was really there and not a figment of her imagination.
"Oliver, he was here," she said crying. He put her head on his chest, rocking her back and forth, hushing her letting her know she was safe. After she stopped sobbing and practically hyperventilating, he went and grabbed her a glass of water from her kitchen. Dig sat up, stretching.
"How is she?" he asked quietly.
"Upset,"
"Rightfully so. She's a tough cookie."
"Yeah, but right now that cookie is crumbling, get some rest I need you fully rested."
"You know I can't really sleep, I'm expecting someone to come barging through the door any minute now."
"Yeah, me too."
Oliver walked back into the room, she wasn't in the bed any longer and the bathroom door was closed. He placed his head against the door, he could hear her sobbing. He contemplated knocking on the door, instead, he stood back and sat on the edge of the chaise. After what seemed to be an eternity, the door opened. Her face was wet, cold, she had splashed water in it. Her hair was now up in a messy bun, her hair out of her face. She sat on the bed, across from him.
"Here's some water."
"Thank you." She took a few sips, she put the glass down. "Oliver?"
"Yes."
"How much trouble do you think I'm in?"
"Nothing at all. I want you to know, you are safe." He said assuring her, her head dropped. He took his hands, placing them around her cheeks and making her look at him. "Nothing is going to happen to you, we will keep you safe. You have to trust that." She nodded in agreement. "Right now, I need you to go back to sleep, can you do that for me?"
She went back to her spot on the bed and curled up and soon was asleep. He watched on and soon he fell asleep, he was awaken by the sound of her alarm going off. He opened his eyes watching her fumble to get her alarm to shut off, she couldn't reach all the way and fell out of bed, laughing.
He sat up and walked over to her, helping her up.
"I'm assuming this happens to you often."
"Yeah," she stood up. She started making her bed as Oliver watched on, confused. "What?"
"Why are you making your bed?"
"Because unlike someone I know, I don't have a maid." She said fluffing her pillow. There are towels underneath the guest bathroom and some hotel soaps and shampoos in the second drawer, I'm going to shower and start my coffee." She walked into her closet, grabbed her blue skirt and white top, over at her drawer she grabbed some underwear and went into her bathroom closing the door behind her.
He shook his head and walked into the living room, Dig was in the kitchen making coffee.
"Felicity says there are towels under the sink and hotel soaps and shampoos in the second drawer. You go first."
"Sure, you alright?"
"Fine."
Dig walked by him and went into the guest bathroom and shut the door. After a while Felicity came out, dressed, no shoes on, makeup and her hair high in a ponytail. She walked in pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Alright, you can use my shower if you want to."
"Thanks," he grabbed his things and went into the bathroom. In their he noticed her decoration was simple, but totally her. He showered quickly and soon was dressed. Dig and her were sitting in the living room staring at the box, sipping their coffee.
"Felicity please pack an overnight bag" he said as her eyes got wide. She, for once, did not argue with him. She came out of her room a few minutes later with a small duffle bag he had seen before on a business trip. Dig grabbed it from her and then they all left, locking the door behind her. They arrived at Queen Consolidated, leaving her duffle in the trunk, Oliver and Felicity walked through the front doors and through to the executive elevator. She went to her desk, typing away and soon he was at his desk, typing away.
She sent him emails he needed to check and others to give information on, soon, her face changed and she rolled away from her computer screen. Oliver was by her side in seconds, looking at the screen he saw what caused her to panic. It was a picture of her, sitting at her work desk, wearing what she was wearing that day. Oliver looked around and soon had her in his office, when Dig arrived he sent her to her computer.
"Felicity I think we should postpone this meeting and get out of here. He obviously knows you're here and is watching you." He said in a voice that she knew he only did when he was angry.
"We can't we will just have to wait it out. I mean this is a huge building, there are a million security guards and I have the two best body guards in the world." She said with a strong voice, she was becoming courageous and wasn't going to let some guy scare her. He smiled down at her as he held her elbow, they were interrupted by someone clearing their throat.
"So are we going home?"
"No" she said matter of fact like and sat back down at her desk.
He looked over at Oliver and smiled, they worked throughout the day and everyone was under serious scrutiny. Every move she made, Oliver and Dig watched her, even when she stood up to go the bathroom.
"You really think he's in the girls bathroom?" she asked Dig as he walked in to check the stalls. After a minute or two he came back out and gave her a thumbs up. "Thank you. I think I would have to worry more about the germs instead of some crazy guy trying to do whatever." She said rambling as she closed the door to the bathroom. She came back out and walked into Oliver's office.
"Everything okay?"
"Yes, the meeting with Watson Enterprises is tomorrow, are we providing breakfast items?"
"Um, what do you think?" he asked her genuinely confused.
"I will order some Danishes from the place we like. Do you need anything right now?"
"No, are you sure you don't want to go home?"
"No, I feel safe nowhere right now," she said walking away and heading back to her desk. Sitting down she stared at her screen and zoned out, thinking of much happier times, before she knew him. Closing her eyes she had one tear start to run down her cheek, it was wiped off before she had the chance to wipe it away. She opened her eyes, looking up to meet his blue eyes that were dark.
"I think we need to go, meetings are done for the day. Grab your things." She nodded her head, she began to shut down her things and reaching in her drawer to grab her purse she saw something sitting on top of it, an envelope. She picked it up and started to open it, she pulled out a letter which smelled really strong when she put her nose to it, she realized her world was starting to go black. The last thing she saw through her fading vision was Oliver and Dig running out of the office towards her and then the bottom of her desk.
Oliver ran over to her, he lifted her head up, placing it in her lap, Dig took a napkin off the desk and picked the letter out of her hand.
"What is it?"
"I've smelled this before, grab that trash bag." Oliver reached behind him and grabbed the bag tossing it to Dig, he put the letter in the bag tying it shut. "We need to go, now" he said through his teeth.
Oliver carried Felicity to the car, Dig carried the bag and her purse and jacket. He drove them back to the lair, he placed her on the med table while Dig went to inspect the letter. Oliver placed a pillow under her head, covering her up with a throw blanket she usually kept by her chair just in case she got cold at night. She looked peaceful, her pulse was strong but slow.
"She's not going anywhere soon," Dig said.
"Why?"
"It's a type of drug that seeps into the skin, making whoever touches it unconscious. I've seen it once before, side effects are similar to having a very bad hangover." He said matter-of-fact like, Oliver wondered how he knew, but knowing Dig, who knew.
"How did this get to her with us watching her the whole time?"
She moaned in her sleep, they both looked over at her as the look of pain went across her face. Oliver walked over, placing his hand on her cheek, reassuring her in his voice that she was okay. When she calmed he went back to Dig's side.
"Dude, you just need to tell her that you love her and get it out of the way."
"Wha-, um" Oliver was completely dumbfounded. "So, back to how he got to her with us there."
"I've hacked our security database to see the video of our time there. It'll take me a while so get some rest. "
"Not with her in her condition, it's my fault for not forcing her to stay away from work."
"She's stubborn, you know this so don't blame yourself. We just need to be thankful she wasn't hurt worse."
Oliver nodded as he walked over to check on her again, her pulse was still strong and slow. He said a silent prayer, hoping she would wake soon and be fine. He wanted to know who this guy was more than anything in the world.
"Got it." Dig said loud enough to get his attention. Oliver walked over staring at the screen.
As Dig hit play they watched as Felicity walked behind Dig towards Oliver's private bathroom, the elevator doors opened as a man dressed all in black and wearing a hoodie came out, looked around then walked to her desk and then leaving down the staircase. They both looked at each other realizing how much worse it could've been.