Felicity's father left her and her pregnant mother when Felicity had just turned 7. She didn't know why he had left and was told on numerous occasions by her mother that it had nothing to do with her, she was not to blame. After Felicity and her mother welcomed their brother Roy they couldn't be happier through the years they had become the three musketeers. They looked out for each other and loved each other. Roy was Felicity's best friend they did everything together and were inseparable.

A year ago unfortunately her brother Roy was diagnosed with kidney failure. He had been on dialysis for over a year, Felicity hated seeing her brother restricted to a chair for a few hours a day as he took the drip. She hated to see how weak and sick it made him. Roy had never been the type of person who sat around for too long, Roy believed in justice and doing the right thing even though he himself didn't do the right thing when it came to ensuring others did. He was a bit of a daredevil, he would go out looking for trouble, looking for someone to save, protect, she was always afraid every time he went out but she was proud none the less.

That was why Felicity was in Russian, she had gone looking for her father, the only man who could be a match for Roy to help Roy. She knew that when she tracked him down that she needed to speak to him face to face and try his hardest to convince him to help Roy even if he was a hopeless father.

One her second day in Moscow Felicity had gone looking for him in the dark ends of Moscow where it was said only the Mafia lived but she didn't care, Felicity was on a mission, and she needed to find her father.

As she had wondered the streets of the Red Light district of Moscow. She had passed women who looked at her like she was crazy dressed in skimpy short, tight dresses. She was on a mission her Intel told her that her father was here and she needed to find him. She had been completely oblivious that someone had been following him as Felicity walked down a street she felt something come round her mouth not giving her a chance to even scream or shout in help as darkness descended on her.

It had become a routine the next couple of days Felicity would come at night, Oliver would hand her his clothes so she could sleep in them as she always turned up in sexy lingerie. They hadn't said a word to each other Oliver was still beating himself up from hurting her still seeing his hands around her throat. He was however thankful that everyone had taken it seriously when he said that she was his and only his. Felicity knocked on the door like she always did and Oliver went to answer. There stood Felicity she looked different tonight her hair had been pinned to the side and curls framed her face. She was wearing a black lace nighty which hugged her proportions. He swallowed like he did every time she showed up at his door. He gestured for her to enter and she did wrapping her hands around her waist silent as always.

"You doing ok?" he asked as he handed her his tracksuit bottoms and his shirt. Turning around Felicity quickly changed into them.

"When can you get me out here?" she spoke causing Oliver to close his eyes in frustration.

"I'm working on it"

"I really need to get out of here …"

"I know … it's not easy Felicity … but I am trying I will …"

"Oliver I …" she bit her lip considering whether or not to tell him. "Can I phone someone please?" she asked hopefully.

"What … erm … I" he looked at her considering it.

"Please" she pleaded with him. Oliver pulled out his phone and handed it to her. "I can't leave you to it …" he meant it as he couldn't have her tell whoever it was on the phone anything about where she was as it would not only make things worse for her but him too.

Felicity nodded and took the phone quickly dialling the numbers after a few moments someone answered. "Mom?" Felicity started to cry. "Yes I'm fine I'm sorry I …" she looked at Oliver, "Someone stole my bag and it took me a while to get some money together and get a phone … yes I'm fine … how is Roy? … I … mom I didn't find him and I need you to tell Roy to hang in there … no I can't talk to him … I … I'm trying ok … I can't talk much longer just I love you and you tell Roy that I love him too" she hung up and her hand trembled as she handed the phone back to Oliver. She started to cry and covered her mouth trying to hide and swallow the sobs that were threatening to escape.

Oliver watched helplessly he wanted so badly to free her, she had a family a life and he wanted for her to go back to it.

"Sorry" she whispered as she dried her eyes.

"No I'm sorry I wish it wasn't like this" he watched as she crawled into bed leaning back against the headboard. "Who's Roy?" he asked.

"My brother … he needs a new kidney and …"

"That's why you're looking for your dad" he finished her sentence. He puffed a deep breath and sat on the other side of the bed rubbing the back of his head. "I am going to do try and find a way out of here as quickly as I can … so you can get back to your brother" he whispered looking into her eyes.

"Thank you … If you weren't here I … thank you Oliver" she brushed her hair behind her ear "Oliver Queen part of the Bratva sitting her talking to a whore" she laughed.

Oliver quickly cupped her cheek "You're not a whore, what I said and what I did I am so sorry but that was for both our benefit, my father was part of the Bratva it was passed down to me it's not a life I would have chosen but I can't walk away"

Felicity nodded slowly in shock of his hand on her cheek, she fought the urge to lean into his touch. "Sleep" he whispered as he kissed her forehead.

Felicity nodded and then slid down and went under the covers closing her eyes. Oliver remained seated thinking of all the ways he could get her out. He came up with none apart from one. He needed to make her his wife that was the only way. But he knew if he was to make her his wife he would be tied down to her forever Bratva law stated that he could not divorce unless his woman died. Only was to save Felicity was to marry her, could he do it?

Short chapter whilst on the train going home from work. Thank you for all the reviews hope you like.