Oliver was in his apartment looking at his reflection in the mirror, he brought his glass up to his lips. Pure H20 without the corrupting taste of vodka, it had been alone time since he was this sober and he wouldn't lie he felt like crap. He closed his eyes for a moment and his head felt heavy and he braced himself for a fall. He was choking on the poison in his throat trying to fight it when he felt a warm embrace of familiar hands. His beautiful pixie appeared above him. "I am so sorry Ollie, one day you'll understand" was all she could whisper before he was passed out.
When Oliver woke up he was in a bed at Met U and Lois and Clark were by his bedside.
"Where is she" he asked in a very groggy state, he was in pain all over as if he had been hit by a train or maybe Clark. "Where am I and where is Chloe?" Oliver's eyes were searching the room in a panic.
"Oliver, you are at Met U. Oliver you were brought in after suffering an overdose, if you saw Chloe than it was at the end of a dark tunnel." Lois's voice was horse; Oliver could tell she had been crying.
"No, I didn't take anything I swear Lois. Clark come on you got to believe me man, I saw Chloe as I was passing out. I knew she was alive I knew it" he tried to think of what she had said before he passed out. "At first I thought it was just a dream but she looked different, It was real, Chloe Sullivan is Alive." He shouted
"Oliver, I understand that you believe everything you are saying and let's face it three years ago I would have believed you had been drugged but a drug dealer has come forward about selling you the drug, and Clark found you after you took a backwards dive through a glass door in your apartment needle still in your arm." Lois's face was full of concern. Oliver looked up at Clarks face and it read a very similar expression.
"Look we all miss her Oliver but now you are getting reckless. We have spoken to a rehab center in Star city" he tried to explain.
"I don't need Rehab, I" Oliver saw the date on a paper in the corner of his eye. "Wait, that can't be right it can't be the 16th" they both nodded in silence as he grabbed the paper. "I am missing over a two weeks' time, has anyone seen me since the fight I had with Lois?"
"No, I let you cool off and then you went awol. This morning I tried your cell no answer so I sent Clark over. I am not really familiar with drug use but what type of drug would cause you to lose two weeks straight with no memory." Lois was always the reporter.
"The answer was in his blood; whoever did this is smart. The used a drug that is waiting to be tested by the FDR it isn't some street drug its being compared to Fentanyl. And we found weeks' worth of it in Oliver's system meaning Oliver had been in a coma like state for at least the past week. And I think they pushed him through the glass door to cover up something" Emil put an picture of Oliver's back up "After I concluded that it wasn't a street drug you were on I started thinking. The needle marks on your arms looked standard for a junkie, but since you weren't awake I thought maybe they had a hard time finding a vein which means they were testing you for something so I did some tests of my own. Most of the cuts on your back are consistent with the fall you took but this one here is a few days old." Emil showed them the photo you could hardly see the scar but it was there and fresh.
"What's all this mean Doc?" Oliver asked "What kind scar is this?"
"I can't be sure without further test but I believe that you had a piece of your bone marrow removed" Emil hear the shock intakes from Lois and Clark but Oliver's face was confused.
"Why would Chloe need my bone Marrow? Isn't that for cancer patients?" he asked, Lois lowered her head in frustration. "No, don't pretend that you can believe this part and not the fact that I saw Chloe, we live in Smallville people strange capital of the world." He begged.
"I am going back to your apartment to look for clues Oliver, if there is any left a trace of who did this I will find it." Clark blurred off.
"Oliver was right Bone Marrow is usually taken as a transplant. You have a very rare blood type I will have Tess run it against anyone on the donor waiting list with that blood type." Before Oliver knew it, he was alone. He couldn't help but think of why Chloe would kidnap him of all the far-fetched theories that one bugged him the most.
Oliver felt like he had been waiting hours by the time they got back this time Tess was with them. "So what did you crime fighters find?" he asked
"The penthouse was a bust, it reeked of bleach. No clues except that someone really went to a lot of trouble to make sure nothing was found." Clark turned to Emil hoping he had more luck.
"I didn't find anyone on the list that was a match for Oliver's blood type in Kansas; I am trying to pull some strings to get the international one." Emil offered only a little less information than Clark.
"Well I would look into the Canada as an option; apparently that is where the drug Oliver was dosed with is being tested. The Lab in Ottawa that runs the test is owned by LuthorCorp." Tess handed Oliver a copy of a document. It had been over a year since she last tried to speak with him, resulting in him kicking her out of Watch Tower and locking everyone out. "It looks like while Ollie over here has been drinking away a large part of his billions a company located out of that same town has been buying up junks of LuthorCorp stock and as of this morning has a 33% stake in the company making them equal partners with Oliver and I." Tess frowned she had been selling her shares too but she had no idea it was to the same buyer.
Emil's assistant walked into the room with a folder in her hand he looked over the list and shock his head. "So the donor foundation organizes the list in a way that they can't see the patient's information to prevent a bias, the only thing on file is their ID # and the town of the hospital they are being treated at. There is one in Ottawa but they have four hospitals it doesn't say which one." Tess grabbed the paper and pulled out her laptop.
"It'll take me a moment to cross check hospital records along with the employs at the lab where the drug was being tested." She watched the files load up taking close attention to the names of patients in the cancer ward. A name stuck out amongst the rest, Tess eyes widened as she looked up at Oliver.
"A patient at general hospital is a match for Oliver's blood type, the name on her file is Alyvia Luthor"
