Help. Chapter 1
A/N: I thought this was a good little something to write. I keep reading stories about this subject. While they are great, They don't give much on Oliver's side of things. The fear, hurt, and the shock. So, I'd thought I'd add to the expanse. Please R+R. Enjoy and Inspire.
Oliver was out on his patrol. He had already stopped a robbery and a carjacking. Both had left him with a few bruises. He was just ready to go home and curl up with Clark. He heard a scream in an alley. He investigated and saw two men mugging a man. "You know it's not fair to go two on one." Oliver said as he jumped down and pulled an arrow. The men turned around shocked. He didn't give them a chance as he shot the left man with an arrow. The right man made his way out of there. Oliver was about to go after the second guy when he decided that he wasn't that big a threat.
He walked over to the victim. "Sir, do you have a ride home ?" Oliver asked as he helped the man stand up. His ribs ached a little at the measure. "Yeah, my car's right over there. Thank you so much." He gave Oliver a shaky smile and then ran to his car and drove off. Oliver feeling content that his patrol was over started down towards his house. He groaned when he heard a sound and a scuffle in an alley. He walked into it, arrow pulled.
"I'll make this real good for you sweetie." The man said as he tried to kiss at her neck. "Oh, you know, you're making me feel a little left out here." Oliver smirked. The guy jumped around. He had a knife in his hand and a wild look in his eyes. That guy was Kal. Oliver's heart stopped for a minute.
