Once he was out of the door, Felicity took a deep breath. Even though she was still in danger she felt like at least some stones have been lifted off her shoulders.

Groaning she got up, her everything hurt, but she had learned that one never has as much time as they think, so she walked over to the door the guy just had disappeared through.

Since there was not even a keyhole, how had he opened the door…?

As she took a closer look, she quickly discovered a keypad which was hidden in the doorframe. She recognized it as a model with a 4 number code.

Excitement, even hope, spread inside her; the door was electric and that meant it could be hacked! Without any equipment that would be difficult, but not impossible. Her chance of escaping had just risen by about 100 per cent and was now standing at one to 10.000.

The only thing that still had her worried was how to get the psycho out of the room long enough. Sighing she closed her eyes. Once he would be back, bad things were going to happen, she knew it. Just like she knew that there was nothing she could do about it.

She opened her eyes again, afraid of her own thoughts and what she saw when she closed her eyes. Finally halfway clear in her thoughts, she moved away from the door. She couldn't get the right code just from guessing and watching him typing it wasn't exactly possible considering him being even taller than Oliver.

And once again Oliver was on her mind; the oh so present feelings coming along with it reminding her how bad she wanted to be back with him.

But no, she was here now and he was wherever. She needed to get out of here and whatever it would take, she'd do it for him. That thought made her feel a little bit better and finally her

thoughts came back to the task at hand.

She really needed a plan, but the fear and pain which were still on display made it difficult for her to think. The thought of how in some comics the characters have a light bulb above her head once they got an idea entered her mind. Suddenly it hit her like a lightning; why hadn't it occurred to her earlier! She just needed to find some stupid wires… Quickly she looked around, finally seeing the object she was looking for; a TV!

Her heart was beating way too fast when she kneeled down behind it, carefully taking out the wires she thought could be of use.

Once she was all done, she went to connect them so that she had two long ones left.

It wasn't the best, but the best she could get right now; it would have to work.

Considering the time he was gone already made her hurry up; she wouldn't get a second chance.

Leaving the wires on the ground, she went to the bathroom, getting two towels. Then she kneeled next to the pool, drenching one in the warm water. Quickly she put the other towel under the wet one to prevent the water dropping onto the carpet. Once she stood in front of the door, she did the opposite, squeezing all the water out of the towel onto the carpet.

After repeating this three times, the carpet at the door was wetter than the pool itself and Felicity did her best not to step into the watery part. The final step she had to do was carefully put the ends of both wires into the wet carpet before getting as far away from it as the wires would let her. She already connected one of the wires to her energy source, the place where the TV had been plugged in, and now just waited impatiently for the guy to come back. At the same time she wished that he never would come back, but that of course wasn't going to happen, so it was better to get it done sooner than later.

She wasn't good enough for an actual fight, so this was much more on her level. It was much more thinking and planning than… Suddenly she heard steps and the moment the door was opened, she quickly connected the other wire, careful not to get in contact with the electricity.

Then everything happened far too quickly; the guy went to the ground, leaving the door open, Felicity jumped up and hurried to the door, avoiding the body on the ground and the electric part of the carpet. Before she knew, she was running through a long, dark corridor. On the end of it, there were two ways she could take, but foresighted thinking wasn't exactly what she was able to do right now. She just went on to the right, adrenaline making her run even faster.

Her heart beating in the speed of light, she wasn't even feeling relief or any other positive feeling, just fear and worry.

The voltage hadn't been that high, so he probably wasn't dead. The question was how long he was gonna be out!

That idea had her horrified in an instant and she continued blindly running through seemingly endless corridors, some to the left some to the right. It was just like a labyrinth and whenever she tried to open a door, it was either locked or the room behind it was empty and all windows were covered with wooden bars.

This was driving her insane; it felt like she was running in circles!

Once she was stepping out of yet another empty room, she continued running. The little hope she's had was now completely evaporated and once again tears ran down her face. She couldn't do anything about it; it was what she had always been doing in situations of desperation.

Tears were blurring her vision, but she kept on running until she bumped into something which made her stumble back and eventually fall.

" You… " The voice made her blood freeze and turn into lava at the same time. He sounded angry, very angry.

As fast as she could she got to stand again and ran into the opposite direction, though she didn't get far. He first grabber her arm to stop her from running, then her hair and dragged her with him without a word.

" Please… " She cried and stopped walking, which made him pick her up with one arm, lying her over his shoulder like some random object.

In what seemed like half the time it took her to get away, they were back in the room, wires, TV and everything else electronic gone, except for the lights, which were turned out.

He closed the door behind them after letting her fall to the floor. But before she could get away from him, he made her stand up again and pulled her face close to his.

" It's his poison that made you run… Now it's your poison making me do this. " He whispered, his face full of disgust and pain.

Before she could think about what he said, she was thrown into the pool, pushed down and held under the water surface.

It hit her so suddenly that she got water in her throat as she gasped, but as she couldn't get to the surface again, she started struggling. It didn't actually make sense; she didn't get any further with it. But she kept fighting anyway, because she wanted to see him again, and even if that wasn't happening, she at least would know that she hadn't died without a fight.

She was just about to make her peace with dying then, when she was pulled to the surface again, out of the pool. Instantly she started coughing, spitting out water.

He didn't give her the time to recover, but instead pulled her into a tight hug.

" I'm so sorry, Felicity… But it was necessary to give you this lesson. It wasn't like I had a choice… "

Nearly dying had her too exhausted to fight any of his hugging and apologizing and as he got her a towel, she just stared holes into the nothing.

Just as he was about to take her wet sweater off, she leaned away. " I wanna keep it on. "

" No you don't. " He answered sternly.

She was scared what he would do if she didn't obey, so she took it off, not wanting his hands on her or that he hurt her again.

" You must be cold! " He quickly said and got up.

Before he could make any attempt to help her up, she stood up herself.

" I'd like to sleep now. " She said quietly and walked over to the bed.

" Of course sweety, it's been quite a day. " He smiled at her as if nothing had happened.

Without wasting another word she lay down on the bed, shivering. Her wet clothes slowly got terribly cold, so she took the blanket and wrapped it around herself, not without looking at the psycho once more, making sure that he was still far enough away.

Then she turned her back to him, not able to close her eyes for one second, but as long as he thought she was sleeping he would hopefully let her cry in peace.

Looking through the security videos had taken quite some time and now it was slowly starting to get dark. But Oliver didn't notice as he broke every speed limit with his motorcycle, on the way to Adam's company. Once he arrived there, he had the lights out in an instant and the next moment he was kneeling above one of the IT guys working there. He bad barely been able to control himself and not shoot an arrow at him, but then again this guy had nothing to do with Felicity's kidnapper, he just happened to have access to the files.

" George Adam; he worked here. " Oliver said. " Give me his address. "

" I-I'm new here, I'm j-just the IT guy here… " The young man stuttered.

" Just tell me what I want to know and this will be over before you know. "He said, determined.

Scared, yet quickly the IT guy got up, typed something on his computer, wrote something onto a piece of paper with his shivering hands and handed it to Oliver.

" Here… Those three are in the files, b-but please, I didn't do anything… "

Oliver rolled his eyes at the kid, who couldn't see it under the hood.

Without wasting another second he left, already on his way to the first address.

During his ride, he called Diggle, telling him to go to one of the other addresses.

After half of the time it would normally have taken he arrived in front of an apartment building. The one he was looking for was in the 13th floor, how ironic…

He took the window instead of the door and once he was in the apartment, the panicking woman who lived there with her seven cats assured him under fear that she'd never heard of the man he was talking about.

Locking his anger deep inside, he went to go to the third address.

" Got something Diggle? " He asked. " Mine was a lady with a cat problem. "

" Nope… On my way to the third address. "

" Meet you there in ten. " He sighed. This third address just had to be the right one, it had to.

One both of them got there, Oliver even before Diggle who actually had been already halfway there. But even the third address was a complete failure; an abandoned shop, which was completely empty except for some mice and bugs.

" This doesn't make sense! " Oliver said furiously. " How the hell is possible that we're unable to find him! "

" I don't know, but eventually it'll turn out to be okay. " Diggle tried to calm him, but inwardly he knew that Felicity was the only person who could get through to his mind in situations like this.

" We should get back to the arrow cave…" Diggle said, walking over to the car. " I'll do what I can on the internet. "

He left, leaving Oliver standing alone with his thoughts.

It had just been one day and yet it felt like an eternity without her. He missed her, he missed her really bad, though he kept telling himself that it was normal to miss and worry about close friends. Yet, there was something more to it… Something that left him breathless, drowning in the sea of his own, strange feelings.

He couldn't just sit around and wait for something to happen. It had been up to him to keep her safe and he had failed. That left him with the thought that she seemed to be saver around him than when she was alone, leaving his once statement in question. He couldn't keep pushing her away forever and now he realized that he might never get the chance to make it up to her. She probably didn't even know how much she means to him.

He shook his head, still standing in the place he had when Diggle had left ten minutes ago.

Suddenly an idea occurred to him, one which was not really the best he'd ever had, but it was at least something. He quickly made his way to Felicity's apartment, but staying outside, looking for possible ways to look into her apartment from the outside without being seen.

When he finally found the only place from which you could look into her living room, he realized that it took some quite specific skills to get to that place. It told him that the man they were looking for not just was insane and had a crazy obsession with the poor Felicity, but also was strong and well trained. This was not good at all.

He was just starting his vehicle as suddenly his phone rang. " Oliver? You wanna come see this… " Diggle's voice was sounding strange and hollow.

" What is it? " Oliver asked impatient, yet surprised, as he made his way through the traffic.

" Just come here as fast as possible. It's about Felicity. "

to be continued...

In the next chapter:

- We'll know what Diggle has found (which is quite scary, I can tell you )

- The Psycho taking it one step too far -once again-

- Felicity being smarter than everyone else -also once again- ( and does something important! )

So this was pretty long but fun to write! A SPECIAL THANKS to... just everyone for being so awwwwesome : D( I wonder if anyone ever reads my comments at the end... lol )