Hey guys! I'm so sorry for the long wait! I feel like such a heel (The villain kind, although I also feel dry and flaky)

I've decided that every chapter I post will start with my top five of the day. (I really love John Cusack) okay. So top five for today will be:

Top 5 Villains:

5. Crowley- Supernatural

4. Captain Renarde- (Hexenhunk Sexenbeast) (I feel like he is a villain) Grimm

3. Rumpelstiltskin (Satanic giggle)-OUAT

2. Alex Krychek- X-Files

1. Nick (Lucifer)- Supernatural

Disclaimer: I don't intend any infringement of any kind.

Sorry for any mistakes.

Ring Ring Ring

Don't pick up... Don't pick up... Don't pick up...

Ring Ring Ring

Don't pick up... Don't pick up... Don't...

"Thea, hey," shit! Thea really didn't want to have this conversation. She'd already put it off for too long though. On the other end of the line she could hear some people talking distantly, then the sound of a door closing silenced it. Okay. Time to suck it up.

"Hey Lis. How is everything there?" Or divert attention at the last moment...

"Its alright. I've been staying with Nick and Juliette. She's even nicer than I remember, if that's possible"

"She sounds sickening. Who's that nice?" Thea grimaced.

"Were you just calling to chat or ...what?" After a moments pause the brunette heard a low gasp from the blonde then an urgent, "Did you burn my apartment down!?"

"What?! Calm down. Even if I did I could pay to get you a new place. No, I was just calling to give you a break from the doom and gloom team over there" And break the news that your antique vase is also now in furniture heaven.

"Oh. Well, then that's sweet. How is everything there? Its only been a day, but, I worry"

"We're okay here. Roy hasn't come over...yet. Oliver has been moody as always. Diggle and him have been workin' nights, but nothing major going on. All of which you know because we covered this yesterday before you left. Remember that? When I drove you to the airport?" Thea smirked into the phone. Felicity had somehow become her best friend. It was unnerving sometimes. After she'd learned Oliver's green, leather secret they had all become closer.

Thea smiled to herself as Felicity gave a comeback. When she first caught Oliver in the leather pants he was in the alley with Felicity. His shirt was torn and they were both out of breath, panting. For the first few minutes she thought they were into some kind of kinky love...thing. Then she registered the quiver on his back and everything suddenly became unbelievably clear.

"Hey, I wanted to ask you about this beautiful vase you have. The one that was your great grandmother's? Where can I get one of these?" Thea said confidently. If there is anything that she is its cool under pressure.

Except when the answer is:

"Nowhere. Unless you have a time machine. Its completely one of a kind. It was handcrafted by a specialty Jewish artist during the late forties. You like it that much?" Crap. Felicity sounded proud of the vase. And why shouldn't she? It was handed down from her very distant relatives. Thea was certainly proud of the heirlooms handed down to her. And hers weren't an act of quiet rebellion from an era of oppression for her people.

"Yeah," she faked excitement. Then she let her disappointment show through, "That's a shame. I really wanted one" really need one because I broke yours. "Hey, Lis, Ollie's calling my cell. I have to go, but call me soon okay? Let me know if you need anything" she lied. She couldn't keep this conversation going when she wanted to curl in a corner crying.

"I will. Thanks Thea. Tell Oliver I said hi. And Diggle too. Wouldn't want him to feel left out". With that the call was disconnected. Thea leaned heavily against the wall behind her, slowing sliding her body down the wall. Well, time to call Oliver. He'd know what to do. And if not him then maybe Diggle would.

Ring Ring Ring...

Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

Ring Ring Ring...

Pick up idiot! Pick up! Pick...

"Thea?What's wrong?" Oliver's deep voice cut through the line. "Is Felicity's apartment on fire?"

"Yes, Oliver," she said dripping sarcasm everywhere, "there's a fire in her building and I wanted to call you instead of the highly qualified and severely more handsome firefighters" Why did everyone think she was that clumsy?

"Then what's up? I'm at work Thea"

"Oh, please. We all know that Felicity does all of the work at your office. This is an emergency! Remember the vase Felicity has with the lilies growing up the case?"

"The one her grandmother gave her?"

"Ibrokeit!" She let it in a jumbled shriek. She was beginning to feel the panic set in.

"What?" Oliver whispered in a tight voice.

Taking a deep breath, "I broke it". Her eyes closed in an effort to shut out the world. Or go back in time. That was possible, right? Upon realising she wasn't being transported through time and space, her head hung low.

"I'll be there in ten minutes," after a moments pause she heard, "now I wish you had set the building on fire".