When the team stepped out of the elevator doors into their usual lair, Felicity was already standing in front of them, waiting. As soon as she saw them she opened her mouth.

"I am SO sorry I have no clue how I didn't see the sniper I swear I checked every single building near you guys with the thermal imagery and I couldn't see anything I have been thinking about it and I think that he must have had some sort of cloak that blocked his body heat from being able to be sensed on devices like the one I was using or like some special super jacket that he could wear which is actually really fascinating because we could maybe incorporate that into your guys' uniform materials and that would-"

"Felicity," Diggle said to stop her.

"I-I'm sorry. I was just really worried about you guys and really confused. OH my God Oliver are you okay? I'm going to grab the med kit," She replied as she walked away.

While Oliver walked to the med table the rest of the team walked to their individual spots to unload their equipment. They hadn't spoken much since they headed back from the site, not including the occasional "What the hell were you thinking" or "How stupid are you" from Thea and Laurel to Oliver.

Felicity made her way toward Oliver with the med kit in hand, watching as he held his side with one hand and his bow in the other. She could tell he was trying to mask the fact that he was in pain. Once he was situated on the table she opened the kit and was digging through to find some gauze and hydrogen peroxide when she felt Oliver gently grab her wrist so she stopped digging and looked up at him.

"Felicity, I'm fine, I can do it myself, thank you," he said.

She was a little taken back but pushed on anyway.

"Oliver you were shot, I'm not asking you to give me a billion dollars or something I'm just going to clean your wound its not that diff-"

"FELICITY I've got it," Oliver interrupted, earning looks from everyone. Felicity flinched at his words but remained eye contact for a moment before she felt her eyes start to sting with tears. She ripped her arm out of his grasp forcefully and silently walked away to her computer.

"Hey, calm down Oliver, she didn't do anything," Diggle told him.

He didn't respond but instead grabbed the gauze and hydrogen peroxide himself and started pressing it to the wound to clean it. It was still bleeding pretty bad and he knew it would be best once he cleaned it to suture it. He grabbed the needle and suture thread and tried to do it himself but with the way he had to twist his torso to use both arms he only made his situation worse. Laurel noticed this and walked over.

"If you even think about telling me no like you told Felicity no when she was just trying to help then you've got a very rude awakening coming your way," she told him sternly. She grabbed the supplies she needed and he scoffed in response. While she was stitching she knew that he couldn't exactly run away so now would be the best time to try to get whatever was bothering him out in the open.

"So, what the hell is your problem?" she asked.

"I don't have a problem," he responded.

''Right, so you just stomp around and randomly yell at the person you care for the most in this world because absolutely nothing is bothering you. Sounds good."

"She shouldn't have gotten away, Laurel. It was stupid and now who knows how many more kids are going to overdose until we catch her. It took over a dozen deaths before we even had a clue of where we might be able to find her. After tonight I don't think she'll be very open to continuing her meet and greets with her dealers out in the open anymore. I don't need people asking how I am and trying to help me when they could be trying to find the people doing this. Because the next people that die are on me."

"You're right, Oliver," Laurel began, "But shit happens and we are doing the best we can to catch her, just as much as you are. So stop being an asshole and shut your mouth and accept help from the people that care for you. We are all in this together. The next deaths are on us too, Oliver, not just you," she finished.

While at her desk, Felicity looked back to see how Oliver was managing to take care of himself even if she was extremely pissed at him at the moment and saw that he had let Laurel stitch him up instead. "Awesome", she thought. "God forbid I try to do something to help but he's perfectly fine with Laurel."

She turned back around and continued with her work. Why should she care when clearly he didn't. She was done wasting her time trying.

She got up to go to the bathroom, unavoidably passing by the table and its occupants as she walked. She didn't even give so much as blink in their direction. She felt Oliver's eyes burning into her but she didn't care.

When she was done she went back to her desk to find that one of the algorithms she had been running told her that it found something. It was a good something actually, and it gave them a possible lead.

"Guys, I think I got something," she announced. They all gradually huddled over and she waited for a moment before she began.

"Okay, so basically when we first found out who Rachel was I did my usual background/ family/ known associates check. The first thing that really popped up was everything that pertained to her father, as you guys already know. Well I did some digging once I noticed that I could never find anything that ever said anything about her having a mom, it was always about her father. I was able to find that she does have a mother, Evalynn, who left Rachel and her father when Rachel was young. It turns out that her mother was pregnant with a boy when she left, which wasn't known by Rachel or her father at the time. Evalynn raised her child, Luke, on her own away from her previous family until a few years ago, when Rachel's father found out about his son. Ever since then Luke has been arrested for possession and distribution on many occasions but was always released before he appeared in front of a judge. He is rumored to be very invested in his fathers business. He has also grown very close to his sister especially since his father went to prison. He is currently a college student at Starling University. All of the overdoses reported were either students attending Starling University or were at a party or event at SU the night that they died. I'm 99% sure that Luke and Rachel are involved in a partnership. And I believe that Luke and Starling University are our ways in when it comes to taking this whole thing down."