Felicity sped down the corridor with her nails digging into the palm of her hands as she felt as if she could explode with frustration. Her breath became ragged and her pulse spiked as her blood pressure rose by several increments. Oliver had almost kissed her then, she was so sure of it and to her dismay she had been about to let him. So much for keeping their relationship platonic she thought to herself bitterly. She'd let him get into her head, she had a habit of letting him do that. No matter how much she cared for Oliver as a friend, deep down she truly knew that she would never ever be able to compete with Laurel Lance who was his equivalence of Juliet, the thought made her scoff but she caught herself abruptly. Nope. Not a chance. She wasn't going to be one of those girls who droned on after a man who wasn't interested, and she didn't want to jeopardise the relationship she had with Diggle and Ollie. Sighing, she got into the lift her hands lingering on the scarf Oliver had used to pull her closer to him. Turning bright red at the memory she shook her head in order to clear out her mind, the elevator ringed as it reached its destination the doors opening wide.
Stepping out of the elevator she set off down the corridor the only sound filling the eerie silence being the clink of her heels against the floor. It wasn't until she had reached the end of the hall that she realised that she had gotten off at the wrong level, nervously tucking in a loose strand of hair behind her ears she turned around glancing down the way she had come trying to figure out exactly where she was. The lights up ahead began flickering sending an involuntary shiver down her spine as she became rigid.
"Deep breaths, this isn't a horror movie. Keep walking. Deep breaths," she told herself frantically as her voice became pitchy. Fumbling in her bag she pulled out her mobile phone trying to decide whether or not she should message Oliver who was only a few floors above and who would be much more useful in the case of a crisis or Barry who was faithfully waiting for her outside. Her fear weighted towards Oliver whilst her pride chose Barry. Pride won.
During the process of dialling the overhead lights flickered off whilst there was a large cluttering sound towards her left. Felicity jumped a shrill shriek escaping her lips whilst simultaneously dropping her phone as a result. Breathing heavily she bent down to pick up her phone, feeling the ground blindly for her mobile her fingers trembling. The sound of breaking glass filled the room as she felt a sharp piercing on her skin, covering her face with her arms she pulled herself to her feet abandoning the phone. Kicking off her heels she shot down the corridor running with her heart in her mouth. She ran down the corridor squinting in the darkness the only source of light coming from a street light afar illuminating her path faintly. A gun shot filled the room just as Felicity took a right turn that caused the bullet to miss her mediastinum, instead the bullet nicked the side of her arm causing her to let out a yelp and grasp her arm with her good hand. Looking around frantically she ran towards the first office she saw only to find the door locked, swearing under her breath she continued down trying every single door as the sound of footsteps and bullets came closer. She silently thanked the gods above for the darkness as the chances were that the intruder would be just as disorientated as she was, unless they had super-sigh. The thought caused her heart to slam against her ribcage so wildly she was certain it would burst out of her chest.
Oh god, super sight isn't a thing is it? It only happens in the movies and really bad comic books, right?! Right?! Felicity, focus!
Finally a door she tried gave away leading her into a small box room, squeezing herself in she shut the door behind her. The sound of soft humming carried into the room from the outside causing a whimper to escape her lips, covering her mouth with her uninjured arm she pressed herself against the wall.
Author's note: Okay so most of you probably read through this thinking "Okay, cool chapter but where is Oliver? Oliver?! HELLO WHERE IS OLIVER?!" I know, trust me I didn't intend this to be an Oliver-less chapter it just happened that way. Don't worry okay, you shall get your olicity fix sooner rather than later but I think it's time for Felicity to perhaps fight which I might explore in the next episode. Hmm, I wonder how she will get herself out of this one. (oh and the person after her will be relevant to the story and pushing it forwards).
I would yet again like to thank every one of you who left me reviews (I read them all as they come through to my phone), you are the reason for this update. The only reason I continue to write is because I know there are people out there who actually enjoy reading the waffle that comes out of my brains so thank you. Ya'll awesome! Please continue to leave me reviews, and hopefully I shall update very soon (i'll try my very best).
PS. Can we talk about that hug in the finale? Like woah, what a way to end the mid-season. I was a happy girl :))