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Slade had put Felicity through hell, she ached down to her bones but she never showed him that. Slade had her doing archery, sparing all the stuff she normally left to the others, Slade had pushed her so hard in each her skills rivalled if not bettered her old team mates. She knew the island had darkened her she was no longer the bubbly happy go lucky girl she was when she worked with Oliver and the others and after the knife he had put in her back with the whole Sarah and him living in her apartment stich she was ready to put an actual knife between his eyes.
The rage pure unadulterated rage was new to her, yes back home she got mad at the boys when they did something stupid which let's face it was often. She felt the rage like a fire burning just under her skin ready to burn through if she ever saw his smug face again. He had strung her along just to use her skill set, she would never allow that to happen again not now not ever.
Slade had pushed her hard wanting to see when she would bite back at him and tell him enough, to test her. She never faltered not once and that enthralled him he watched as she worked through every wall her mind through up. She was his protégé, his legacy and so much more than the blonde girl he stole from Oliver Queen.
The fact that the loss of her had broken his old friend caused Oliver physical pain well that was a bonus. He stood now watching her friends in their little club house training their success rate had dropped absurdly since the loss of her. He watched Oliver sit at her desk, he watched the boy well up over the last year since the day he took Felicity he heard him argue how she must be alive. The Oliver he saw now just looked defeated "Don't worry old friend she will be home soon enough." Slade whispered in to the wind with a smirk.
Felicity watched as Slade approached her "What did you have planned for today?" he smirked at her "Today we head of this god forsaken lump of rock and head to a friend of mine in Russia." Oh joy her favourite place in the whole world and yet another reminder of how Oliver had treated her during their time together. She let none of her distain for the place show; she just nodded and followed him. She knew he had been hopping on and off the island for however long they had been there. To begin with she had tried to keep with time days; months and so on but soon she had lost count and lost the will to care.
Slade had led her to a boat and when on board he took her to her room "I need you to take care of a few things for me and my friend in Russia once that is done you are free to go home." She nodded and shut the door, once she was on her own she let out a shaky breath of course he was letting her go Oliver and the others had showed they didn't care. She had seen the pictures Digg and Roy training, Sarah as the Black Canary on patrol and then Oliver sat at her desk with her ear piece in. she felt the burning lash of rage whip her heart again had she meant so little to them that they could forget her so readily, so rapidly and so unconditionally.
Oliver took the same walk he did every day to her rave he still refused to believe she was dead but it was the only place he felt close to her anymore. He had all but moved into her apartment but the smell of her that had brought him comfort was slowly fading form the place. Her desks both at QC and the club had been interfered with by either his team mates or infuriating EA's that seemed to last 2 weeks at the most. Isobel had made some scathing comment about it one night and he had cracked letting his rage encompass him with its full power and unleashed it on her, he saw but ignored the step he watched her take away from him. She had since left QC for that he was not sorry, he just wished he had done that when Felicity was here to see it he also wished he hadn't been such a coward and told her how he felt kept her by his side. He wondered if she would still be with him now telling how much of a soppy fool he was being if he had.
Once he reached her head stone he fell to his knees, he had had it put next to his fathers he wanted her close. So he could make sure that nothing happed to the last place he felt close to her. He felt Thea place a hand on his shoulder and placed his over it. He knew his reaction to the loss of Felicity had scared his little sister, he felt her kneel beside him and wrap her arms around him trying to comfort him as much as possible. They both stayed there and cried for their losses for a long time, it wasn't until their mother found them that they both rose from the ground. His mother had tried to reach for her children, comfort them even but both pulled away from her both hardened to the tears she shed the pain she felt she caused with her own lies.