He hadn't come back. He disappeared at precisely 10:33 and three hours later he hadn't come home. Of course she hadn't Thea thought ever since he's come back she'd treated him like a punching bag. She knew her Mother was worried but Thea had to find him. So she went to Loral's with no luck Thea even tried Felicity's house knowing that Oliver had gone to her house for a technical problem.
She was walking down a back alley hoping to find him wandering about. It never occurred to her that people in Glades might see her as a little bit of fun. So when she found herself being mugged she was too shocked scream. Thea began kicking and screaming when she saw the gun.
"HELP I'M BEING MUGGED CALL THE POLICE!" someone put a hand over her mouth and stroked her face.
"Now, now princess we only want to show you a good time" Thea shuddered at what the phrase 'good time' meant. She shrunk back to scared to do anything. Oh how she wished Oliver would save her.
Suddenly an arrow embedded itself in her attackers back. He fell to the floor with a thud. Thea watched as her brother fought with grace and skill. Where did he learn to fight, what had that island done to him? Oliver looked at Thea and mouthed police. She had no phone, she began to panic but her brothers supposed bodyguard landed next to her. He had the police up on screen but as Thea began to speak she saw the gun. It was aimed at her, yet two shots were fired one at her the other at Diggle. Oliver shouted and blocked the bullets with his body.
In a fit of rage Diggle killed the shooter and Thea ran over to her brother. Blood seeped through his clothes and onto the ground, Thea tried to stop the bleeding but the blood came thicker and faster.
"Ollie you can't die, I-I-I lost you once I can't lose you again. "Oliver smiled, he knew behind the broken exterior of drugs, alcohol and hate his sister cared.
"You won't lost me sp-spe-speedy" he tried to crack a smile but it hurt. Diggle came and ripped off his arrow disguise and pressed the disguise against his wound.
"Diggle it's up to you"
"No Oliver you are not making some deathbed decision or confession because you will survive" Oliver smiled. He reached over and grabbed Thea's hand. When the ambulance got there by the look on their faces it was clear Oliver might not make it.
Thea hated herself. She waited in the waiting room covered in blood. The doctors tried getting her to change but she knew, she just knew she couldn't part with the blood. It was her brothers and it may be the only thing that connects him to the realm of the living. She was such a bitch, she should've left her brother to wallow. He had every right to not tell a soul. Everyone has secrets. When moira and Walter arrived not much was said. They unlike the doctors got Thea to change. It was a long time before any news was heart.
He was alive but critical.
The sentence made Thea happy beyond words but she would forever hate herself. If she had stayed inside he wouldn't have been shot. With that happy thought she fell asleep on Diggle's shoulder.