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I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters or anything that is or may be affiliated with it or them.

Chapter Three

Between Floors

Felicity held her breath as Oliver's lips gently pressed into hers. After a few moments of shock she began to respond. It seemed as though it was over as soon as it started. Oliver pulled away gently but continued to hold her face in his hands.
"Are you okay now?" Oliver asked quietly.
"Um. Wow. Describe okay." Felicity responded airily.
"Felicity Smoak, you are one of a kind." Oliver groaned quietly.

"Thank- Thank you. But um, what was that for?" Felicity asked hesitantly.
"I read somewhere once that when you kiss someone, it can make them hold their breath. So I tried it. And you- you held your breath." Oliver pointed out as he slowly pulled his hands away from her face.

"Yes. Yes I did. Thank you." Felicity said again.
"Sure. Any time." Oliver couldn't resist saying and heard Felicity huff out a laugh in response.
"So how do we get out of here?" Felicity asked, trying to focus on the task at hand.

"Well. I'm going to pry the doors open first to see where we're at. If we're lucky it will put us on a floor and we can figure out exactly what the hell is going on." Oliver spoke confidently as he got to work on trying to open the metal doors.

After a few minutes of Oliver gritting his teeth with the effort it took to attempt to open the doors, and Felicity gnawing on her bottom lip in anticipation, Oliver slammed his fist into the door.

"Dammit!" Oliver panted as he put his forehead to the metal doors.

"What's wrong now?" Felicity asked with trepidation.
"We must be between floors. There's no way to get the doors open." Oliver explained quietly.
"Well we can't stay in here forever. With the power out, it's turning into a hot box. Or is that just me?" Felicity tried to joke.

"Hey. It's going to be okay. Just keep calm. Slow, deep breaths. And it isn't just you, it's getting pretty hot." Oliver said, as he tried to think of another way out.

"The roof hatch?" Felicity suggested. Oliver could have smacked himself.
"Thank goodness you're here Felicity. If it were just me, they would find me as nothing but a puddle of my own sweat." Oliver let out a laugh as he spoke.
"Well, then I guess we are a good team. Because if it had been just me, they would find me passed out in here." Felicity admitted with a light laugh.

Oliver reached over his head and figured that if he struck the door above him while jumping, he could slam it up and open. He wrung his hands out a few times before making sure his hands would hit the hatch before swinging up and striking the door. He let out a quick breath of relief. Oliver easily hoisted himself up and out of the elevator. Without the emergency lights, he couldn't see much of anything. He quickly reached an arm down for Felicity, holding onto the frame of the hatch for balance with the other. Oliver couldn't help the small smile of satisfaction as Felicity grabbed his hand with no hesitation. He let out a small grunt as he began pulling her up next to him. Felicity breathed deeply once Oliver had her secure on the top of the elevator.
"What if it starts and we're on it?" She asked him fearfully.
"We will just have to make sure we aren't." Oliver replied back with a steady voice. He couldn't calm her with a look with the darkness around them.
"This is going to be really hard isn't it?" Felicity questioned, resigned.

"Really hard would have been with emergency lights." Oliver admitted.
"Frack." Felicity said with displeasure.

Oliver found Felicity's hand and held it tightly in his as he stuck to the edge of the hatch. He didn't want either of them falling off the edge of the car. He reached out until he felt the hard concrete of the wall. He reached up as far as he could and sighed in relief as he found the doors to the next floor were not very far above them. Certainly not out of his reach. Oliver pulled Felicity's hand until she was standing with her back to the concrete wall right in front of him.

"Do not move, okay?" Oliver asked her quietly.

"Okay." Felicity answered back instantly.

"I'm going to pry open these doors and climb through and then reach back and pull you up just like I did in the elevator, okay?" Oliver said as a hand came out to once again cup her cheek.
"I just discovered something." Felicity said shakily as she leaned her face into Oliver's hand.
"What's that?" Oliver asked her gently.

"I think I may be afraid of heights." Felicity said, causing Oliver to bark out a laugh.

"Well, look at that. I'm helping you discover new things about yourself already." Oliver said gently.

"Already? What makes you think this isn't the last time we will see each other?" Felicity questioned.

"What makes you think it is?" Oliver fired back.

"Why would we ever see each other after this?" Felicity didn't understand why he would want to.

"Well, I've made an executive decision. I can do that, you know? Being the CEO and all. And I've decided that Queen Consolidated is going to fund a new project." Oliver explained as he began pulling the metal doors open over his head.
"What project?" Felicity asked, genuinely curious.
"Yours." Oliver responded without missing a beat. Before Felicity could close he mouth to respond, Oliver was able to open the doors with a grunt of effort. The two of them blinked their eyes, adjusting to the light now spilling into the elevator shaft. For the first time since the elevator had come to a stop, Oliver and Felicity were able to look into each others' eyes. Oliver resisted the strong temptation of kissing Felicity once more by reaching over her and grabbing the edge of the floor above them. Felicity silently stepped to the side so he could haul himself over.

Oliver took in the surroundings of the floor, looking behind him to the wall to see they were on the eighth floor. He took in the fact that no one was around and frowned at the silence. He looked at his watch to see that it was four thirty. Certainly not a busy time of day, but there was always multiple people finishing up last minute things so they could leave by six. Something wasn't right. Oliver pushed his instincts aside momentarily so he could get Felicity. He reached down and grasped her hands, laying on his stomach on the floor above her. He was just lifting her when he heard it. The loud report of a gunshot.