Oliver was silent as he was lead into a hospital room by a Nurse, having left Felicity with Laurel while Sara went out into Starling City and began searching for any sign of the twins. Felicity had offered to accompany him, but Oliver had politely declined, knowing in his heart that, no matter how much he loved Felicity, and how much he hoped that, one day, she'd become a member of his family on paper, he knew that he needed to do this on his own.

The moment he laid eyes on Thea, Oliver very much doubted his decision, wishing that Felicity was there with him. Thea was motionless on the hospital bed, save for the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, the oxygen mask covering her face fogging up with each exhale. Multitudes of wires and tubes were connected to Thea, monitoring her condition and assisting her body to function normally.

Slowly and quietly, so not to accidently wake Thea up, Oliver walked across the room, taking Thea's hand in his own and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Hey, Thea," he greeted, as if Thea could hear him, "You're going to be ok, you hear? We'll get through this, I promise. No matter what happens I'll look after you Speedy," he promised, thinking about how Roy's surgeon had come into the room not long after Felicity had told them all about Thea's pregnancy and subsequent miscarriage.

The doctor had told them that he and his team had been able to stabilize Roy, patching up the younger man's injuries as well as he could. Roy had been very lucky, with several of his gunshot wounds only narrowly avoiding major arteries and organs. As it was he had a punctured lung thanks to one of the bullets he'd been hit with, and the doctor was frankly amazed Roy had survived as long as he had. Still Roy was in a very serious condition, and had been put in the ICU of the hospital until he was doing a little better physically. The doctors had put him in an induced coma to prevent him from waking up and moving, potentially aggravating his injuries and doing further damage to himself. For the moment the doctors were planning on keeping Roy unconscious for at least a few days, if not longer.

Oliver, for his part, was just grateful that both Thea and Roy were still alive. Having seen their loft, and the amount of blood that had been spilled, he knew how lucky they'd both been.

If only finding the twins was going as well as Roy and Thea's medical treatment had been so far. Eleven hours had passed since the attack now, and Oliver was painfully aware that there hadn't been any process in the effort to find the twins, or their kidnappers. Captain Lance had been communicating what was going on, and once Thea had woken up Oliver was going to go looking himself.

A part of Oliver hated that he hadn't done more to search for the twins so far, but another part knew that he needed to stay with Thea, at least until she woke up, before he went searching for her children. Thea needed to know what was going on, and with Roy out of commission Oliver knew he was one of the only ones that Thea trusted, one of the few that could calm her down if…when she heard about what had happened.

Oliver vividly remembered how protective his mother had been of her children, and it didn't take observational skills like his to notice that Thea had inherited their mother's protective streak when it came to the twins. Oliver's main concern, however, was making sure Thea stayed where she was and didn't try and escape hospital to go and find the twins herself. Once he joined the search for his nephews Oliver would have to rely on Felicity to do this, and at the same time hope that It wouldn't be long before Roy was strong enough to be out of the ICU, so that he and Thea might share a room, and Thea would want to stay with Roy.

All that, however, was in the future. Oliver gently stroked his fingers through Thea's hair (cut short again, mainly because both of the twins were very fond of pulling at their mother's hair), before he dragged the chair from the corner of the room to Thea's bedside and sat down making himself comfortable, as he watched Thea sleep.

Oliver lost track of time, lost in his own turbulent thoughts as he sat at Thea's bedside, until a muffled groan from the bed drew him from his thoughts.

'Thea?" he asked, straightening in his chair, his hands tightening around Thea's hand that was closest to him.

"Speedy?' He tried again, feeling Thea's tighten a little in his hand.

"Ollie?" Thea groggily asked, her eyes fluttering open and looking towards him. Oliver forced himself to smile, although inwardly he couldn't help but think that Thea would see through the act. Sure enough Thea's face fell a little.

"Ollie?" she asked again…"What happened? Where's Roy?"

"He's in the ICU…do you remember what happened?"

Thea's brow furrowed in concentration…"We were attacked at home, she finally replied…"and…and we couldn't fight them off. Roy told me to get the boys and go out the fire escape but…oh god, Robbie and Alex?"

Oliver stood and rested his hand comfortingly on Thea's shoulder, but at the same time applying enough force to make sure she didn't move, while at the same time pressing the hemp button.

"Thea….we don't know where the twins are. They were taken by whoever it was that attacked your loft."

"What" Thea choked, "Ollie…can you say that again, because for a moment there…" Thea faded off when she looked in Oliver's eyes, obviously seeing the pain and sorrow there. Thea's own eyes filled with tears as she shook her head.

'No…oh please God no. Tell me this is some horrible early April fools prank, and that Diggle's babysitting them or something…please?"

"I'm so sorry, Thea. Lance and the police are looking for them, and Now that you're awake I'm going searching. Everyone's been put on the alert. Felicity is scanning security cameras for any sign of them, Sara's spoken to Nyssa, and I've called some contacts within the Bratva…Malcolm is tearing the city apart looking for them. We're doing everything we can to get them back."

"What about Roy?" Thea asked, "After they left I tried to get back to him, but I was so weak and tired, I couldn't do it."

"He's alive, they've put him in an induced coma to give him lots of rest so his body can heal. They've stopped the bleeding from where he was shot and stabbed, both internal and external, but they've got him in the ICU."

Thea nodded and moved to sit up, only stopped by the hand Oliver still had on her shoulder restraining her. Despite Oliver's presence though, she still grimaced in pain.

"There's something else," Oliver slowly began, and Thea looked at his suspiciously.

"My boyfriend is lying in the ICU, fighting for his life, and my children have been kidnapped, and are probably already dead, and if they aren't already they will be soon. How could there be more?" She said in a low, dangerous voice. Oliver sighed and took a steadying breath.

"Did you know you were pregnant?" he asked Thea carefully, not entirely sure how she would take the news he was about to deliver. Thea's face lost what little color it had.

"Oh God…yes I did. I only told Roy about it the day before yesterday…I…I lost it didn't I? I lost my baby."

"I'm so sorry Thea," Oliver nodded in confirmation, "One of the bullets hit you in the uterus. The baby wouldn't have stood a chance. The damage to your body was too much; the doctors had to remove your uterus because of how badly it had been damaged. I'm so sorry, Speedy, I wish that this hadn't happened, that none of this had happened, that you were all still safe."

Thea sobbed, one of her hands moving to cover her stomach, where, less than 24 hours before, the newest member of their family had been growing, "I'm sorry, Baby, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. You didn't deserve that," Thea's eyes turned to Oliver, "why?" she asked tearfully as a nurse rushed in, responding to the call button, "why would someone do this. Why were we attacked…why us?"

All Oliver could do was tightening his fingers around Thea's hand and ask himself the same question.