The trigger of the gun was pulled.
The bullet swept through the air.
The bullet went into Oliver's chest as he jumped in front of Laurel.
Laurel placed her hands on her face and looked towards the armed man, but he was gone.
She turned to Oliver and put her hands on the wound to stop the bleeding.
"Felicity, call an ambulance" Laurel sobbed through the comms.
...
Oliver opened his eyes to a bright light.
His heart beating against his against his ribs like a caged animal.
He looked around the room and into the eyes of Laurel Lance.
He smiled. Faking the pain.
Hiding behind his pain from Laurel.
She couldn't know how bad this was, how much it hurt.
Laurel smiled thinking Oliver was fine.
That was all that matters.