A/N: So here's my second story, I hope it's a little better than my first. I am hoping to make a multi-chapter drabble. Again all mistakes are mine and I don't own Arrow or any of the Characters. I'm just playing in the Arrow sandbox.
"Oliver what's wrong with you? You're not eating, you barely sleep… when you do you have nightmares?"
Oliver wanted to tell Sara everything; he wanted to tell her that seeing Slade again scared him to death. Oliver was so sure he had killed Slade back on the Island, but it seems he was wrong and now that he was back to fulfill his promise it made him sick to his stomach. How could he convey to Sara that the guilt of what happened on the island and the fear or facing Slade only ended with him doubled over in an alley in the middle of a case or vomiting in the bathroom of Verdant away from the prying eyes of Felicity and Diggle. And sleeping? What good did it do as all he dreamed about now was Shado or Slade killing everyone he ever cared about?
"Shado's death flashes across his mind as it has many times since returning to Starling City a few months ago the doubt and grief he still felt even after six years still turns his stomach. He knows Ivo was a psycho and as much as Sara keeps reminding him of that he still feels responsible for her death. Knows that Slade thinks he's responsible for killing the woman he loved.
Even though he told his mother they were through, now after everything that's happened in the past few days deep down he still needs to protect her, protect Thea and Felicity. Slade is hell bent on hurting everyone he loves and cares about.
Sara pulled his mind back to the present "Oliver I wish you would just talk to me, keeping all this to yourself isn't helping." "You have a lot of people that love you and care about you but you can't just shut everything and everyone out; it isn't healthy for you." "I'm worried about you"
"I'm fine Sara really; I don't know what you want me to say?" "Say you'll talk to me and let me help you work through this." She pleaded. "I can't, if you do Slade will kill you; I've lost too much already to risk losing you to."Oliver looked away. Sara only took his face in her hands and tried to ease his mind. "Ollie you're not going to lose me; remember I survived that island same as you, plus things you can only begin to imagine. I'm not that hard to kill." That small sentiment at least brought a small smile to his face and Sara could see him relax just a bit. Oliver sighed "So what do you want me to do?"
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A/N two: So should I continue? Would you be interested in more? Please R/R and let me know if it's bad or if I should continue. My first story wasn't very good, but as long as Stephen Amell keeps doing what he's doing I won't stop.