A/N: Well hello there, I just want to take a second to thank each and every one of you for following, reviewing and adding this to your favorites. You don't understand how much it means to me and how much it makes me write better for you. I did not believe I would get so much feedback on my very first story for Arrow and for Olicity. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please let me know what you think and please leave me all of your feedback. OH and please give me some ideas of how Oliver and Diggle should find Felicity.
Chapter 4
"Did you find out where she is?" Diggle asked as Oliver entered drastically inside the foundry.
Oliver didn't even answer as he dropped off his bow and arrows on the table and went to the computers where Diggle was sitting trying to find anything new on where Felicity could be.
"Mark Saxon." Oliver stated.
"What about him?" Diggle asked confusingly.
"What do you know about him?" Oliver asked trying to subdue his current anger and desperation.
"Wait, who doesn't know about Saxon, he was all over the news for almost a year?" Diggle asked. He knew that every one all over Starling City knew about the man that killed every blonde woman in town. The man is pretty insane, no one knew about his whereabouts, they said it was because he changed his location with every woman he captured, but why are you suddenly interested in this guy, he's locked up in jail." Diggle explained.
"He's no longer in jail and according to Detective Lance, he's free and has gotten a hold of a few new suspect and our girl is his new girl held captive." Oliver stated as he began to type furiously looking for all the information he could find online about Saxon.
"Wait a second, that's the guy we saw on the camera?" Diggle pulled Oliver from the computers forcing to look at him in the eyes.
"What exactly did Lance say, and tell me every thing Oliver don't keep anything back I want to find her just as bad as you do." Diggle added looking at Oliver seriously. He wanted to know every detailed he found tonight in the hopes to find Felicity quickly.
"This guy got out of jail during the earth quake. While every one was trying for fix the city back to it's normal state and morning the loses of every one during the earth quake it seems Saxon went back into the hunt to kill every woman in town except it seems he's much smarter now. He's keeping the woman hostages out side of town and nowhere to be found. According to Lace he used to kill in a few days but now his tactics are different and unpredictable, making it very difficult to know how much longer Felicity might have." Oliver explained and Diggle's instincts quickly changed.
"So what do we know about his strategies now that you've spoken with Lance?" Diggle asked as he sat down on one of table and began to review all the documentation Oliver left on the table when he first arrived.
"We don't know where he is. We don't know where he could be keeping her; they're thinking he's out of town somewhere maybe in Central City." Oliver suggested.
"According to this he stays in abandon houses." Diggle stated. "That's the problem, are we going to go to every abandon house in Central City until we find them? And hopefully still alive?" Oliver said angrily.
He got up from his chair quickly and walked towards the exercising part of the foundry. He quickly began to beat the punching bags letting out of all of his frustration. He didn't know what to do, he wanted to hope that Lance would find a way to find Felicity quickly just like he did before but he couldn't trust that Saxon would keep Felicity alive long enough for him to save her.
Saxon was a serial killer and being released from jail made him feel more powerful. Believing he could kill woman much faster and he was afraid for Felicity. He wanted to keep her safe; if he ever found her he already knew that he wasn't going to let her out of his sight. As he continued to beat the bags he was stopped drastically as he heard Diggle yelling out from him on the other side of the foundry in front of Felicity's computers.
"What?" Oliver yelled as he felt his body tense again as he was being forced to stop from punching the bags.
"I need you to come over here and read this!" Diggle exasperated. Oliver sighed and walked over to Diggle and looked at the computer screen from behind him.
Oliver's breathing hitched as he read the email in front of his eyes.
Oliver,
I'm all right; I don't know where I am because I can't look outside. I don't know who has me but he's a little but insane, and he thinks I'm his wife, and he believes I'm meant to cook for him as if we were still living in the stone ages where women aren't aloud to do anything but tend to their husbands and clean at home and we're not allowed to have jobs. I mean I basically could have pointed out that he could clean and cook for himself like any other man from this century or at least order a pizza that way neither of us would have to cook. I'm a smart woman who know has to lower her standard and cook for a man who believes to be my husband? Where did I land in 1800's? ...
Anyways that's beside the point. I don't have much time I need to get back to the point.
This guy, he's crazy scary and I don't know if I'll survive soon. He passed out upstairs and I hope he doesn't realize I'm down here because that'll lead to another...
Please hurry and find me.
Felicity.
"We need to find her and we need to find her now. Do you think we could find the location as to where this email was sent?" Oliver asked Diggle while Diggle began to work in the hopes that he could in fact find the location to the email. "I surely damn hope so." Diggle replied as he typed almost as furiously as Felicity when she was concentrating.
Felicity wakes up with a sudden jolt. As she rushes to sit on the bed she remembers all of last nights events.
She closes her eyes trying to forget how she was under the same roof with Mark Saxon, a vicious killer who takes blonde woman who resemble his wife.
Her trembling hands move to her eyes as she wipes the newly fresh tears she didn't know she had falling down her cheek.
"Suck it up, you have to survive. You did everything you could last night to get the message out that you're still alive and maybe Oliver will be smart enough to hack the system and find me. I mean he was doing all of the technical stuff on his own before I arrive he surely should be able to do a little bit if investigation to find me. I can't die. Not here and definitely not with this man, toughen up Felicity."
She leaves her bed and cleans herself. Before she's out of the shower Mark yells for her to come downstairs. Felicity's stomach grumbles as she leaves her safety that she calls her bedroom.
She instantly prayed he didn't find any traces of her being downstairs in the basement finding out all of his dirty secrets. She has to behave like she knows nothing. She never learned anything, still clueless to who he really is.
"Just pretend his your husband and stay alive." Felicity kept chanting this mantra on the top of her head.
Once she reached the living room Mark threw her to the floor and he kicked her. "What have I told you?" He yells at her and Felicity cries in tears. The days were becoming a blur and she didn't even know how long she's been in the house captured.
"To make you breakfast." Felicity answered in a low whisper. The pain was immense. Not only had he kicked her on the ribs but it was the same location he hit her the first time she arrived. Being kicked twice was striking an immense amount of pain she couldn't hold on to.
She wanted to die at this point but she needed to be strong. She used her weak arms to lift her up from the floor and faced Mark directly in the face. "Every morning before I get up!" He adds right before he slaps her face with the back of his hand.
Felicity sniffs and holds in her tears and leaves the living room and prepares breakfast for the devil. She wished she knew or could find anything she could poison him with. It wasn't like he watched her in the kitchen while cooking. If she could find any kind of poison for animals that she could add to his food it could and should harm him long enough for her to find the keys and leave the house.
She moved around in the kitchen searching for ingredients in the cabinets. It wasn't until she looked under the fridge that she found a small box of rat position and she took at least two handfuls and mixed it with the pancake batter that she had. If anything she was going to make chocolate pancakes in order to hide the taste of the poison.
She did her best to cook quickly and she served him his breakfast. Hurt and in pain Felicity barely drank her strong coffee or any of the food she cooked for him. Mark being the idiot that he was didn't question her reasons for not eating either. It probably happens loads of time in which girls he brings stop being because of the constant fear of being hurt.
Once Mark entered the dinning room Felicity sat down with him and drank her coffee like the good wife she was portraying herself to be.
Mark also didn't question get decision for only drinking black coffee. It might be obvious that every female he brought to this house or kidnapped somewhere else were usually never hungry.
He smiled as he ate his breakfast and Felicity smiled as well. Keep eating and I hope you die soon. Felicity chanted in her head hoping she put enough poison in his food for him to either down or knock him off for a few hours.
She stayed quiet but she thought a lot about it. She didn't want to classify herself as a killer but she couldn't stand her and let herself die either. She had to think of it like survival, almost as if she was on a twisted spin off of Game of Thrones and she had to poison a man in order to survive.
She could let a psychopath kill her she had to survive even if she had to kill someone herself in order to live. She thought about Oliver and Diggle and hoped they were both finding a way to find her current location through the email.
She wished she could find a phone. It would be easier to get a phone call, they could track that much faster than an email but the man was being smart. He was keeping all forms of telephone communication away from her.
He thought if he knew about her life and being a hacker or if he just grabbed any blonde woman with out having any information about them. Felicity didn't find any information about his old captives in the mess of boxes downstairs in the basement. Almost all the documentation downstairs was plainly about himself and his crimes.
She wanted to read more but she couldn't. At this time of day Mark would have probably already realized how he left the door unlocked and locked it once more keeping her away from the answers she truly needed.
"To the living room," Mark antidotes Felicity's thoughts and she forced herself to smile and leave the dining room with him.
She was surprised he didn't push her back inside the kitchen and throw the dirty dishes at him but she figured he must want something and is interrupting yet another wife duty.
Once they both arrive inside the room he makes her sit on the sofa with him. Felicity looked down at the hands sitting on her lap, noticing the fact that she was now trembling in fear of what he might do next.
She watches as how he moves around her so confidently and she notices how much it makes her scrim. Any other person would make her feel just as confident but not with Mark. With Mark she's just as afraid of him running back to her and hitting her for no reason, a dumb excuse like not having enough excitement for him.
Mark moves to the TV and turns it on to the news. Felicity raises an eyebrow but decides not to question him. In a matter of second her questions were answered as to why he turned on the news.
The first image to pop on her screen is a photograph of her smiling. It was her face in the TV screen. Her mouth immediately dropped as she saw her photograph and she actually paid attention to the person speaking on the screen.
Mark didn't seem to take a notice that the woman on the screen was actually the woman sitting next to him on the sofa, or maybe this was a sick and twisted way to make Felicity suffer with out actually hitting her on her face; Felicity didn't know which torment was the worse.
"This is just in, Felicity Smoak declared missing and captured after finding footages of her being taken away by a man in a mask right in the building on Queen Consolidated. Felicity Smoak is one of girls who works as a part of the IT department at Queen Consolidated and works close to our favorite bachelor, Oliver Queen.
"There has been no statement from the CEO himself but we're looking for him right now as to what he will do for a member of his team and office. Felicity Smoak was last seen over three days ago at Queen Consolidated and from the looks of the footage was taken hostage right after leaving her job.
"No one has heard from the Ms. Smoak in days and there has also been no statement from Starling City Sheriff Department. We have tried many times to get a statement from Detective Lance himself but there has been no answers coming from the sheriff's building.
"We don't know if they're trying to keep it a secret of what but we sure hope they find Ms. Smoak soon. There are rumors going around that she's been captured from some of the serial killers who escaped from the Starling City jail during the earthquake but we hope we are wrong and hope Detective Lance captures the abductor quickly and find the beautiful girl soon before she's no longer with us."
Felicity's hands tremble thinking of what her friends will think when they watch the news tonight. She quickly thought about Alex who was supposed to be meeting her that night she was captured. She thought about her best friend and how much pain she was probably going through thinking about where her best friend could be.
She wanted to cry, just thinking about how Alex would feel when she realized that she didn't dump her or stood her up but instead was taken hostage by the worst man in the world, Mark Saxon.
Felicity wanted to run to her room, she was just about to leave the living room and run up to her room when Mark grabbed her arm and sat her back down on the sofa. He held strongly, so strong that Felicity felt tears fall because of the pain; she knew that her arm was now going to bruise with the shape of his hand around her arm.
Her body was so weak, with such a lack of nutrients that any simple touch or hit was bruising her body and the last thing she needed was to add yet another bruise or worse, a hit on her body so she sat back down and kept her body nice and straight portraying to be the perfect wife.
"Not so fast," Mark said quickly pulling her back closer to him this time.
"That poor girl, every one must be going crazy looking for her," Mark stated as he kept a tight grip of Felicity's hand. Felicity nodded in response, not wanting to open her mouth and letting out a choked cry in pain.
Felicity did nothing but instead kept her eyes watching the news. Mark moved away from Felicity for a short second to get the controller and change the channel to yet another news channel.
Felicity wanted to yell, she wanted to do anything to stop the torment of the news and to stop all the screens from displaying her photo all over the world. The last thing Felicity wanted was for everyone to know her name, she suddenly felt the same Oliver felt when everyone knew his name and all he ever wanted once he got back from the island was some peace and quiet and no paparazzi following him around.
"This is it! Starling City's Detective has finally decided to release a statement."
Felicity said nothing as she kept herself quiet and barely breathing as she watched the television hoping to find Detective Lance on the screen ready to speak about her.
Mark said nothing as he watched the tv, his body was relaxed, not even once inch of him stated he was worried of the police finding him, taking him back to jail or worse having Oliver kill him with one of his arrows.
Felicity continued to watch the screen and her body tensed and she listened to Lance's voice on the screen.
"Yes, we are currently looking for Ms. Smoak, we believe she was taken out of Starling City, we don't know exactly sure where she could be at the moment but we believe she could be close by and most likely is in Central City, we have the best team looking for Ms. Smoak at this second.
If any body has seen Ms. Smoak or has any helpful suggestion that can help the department find her quicker and alive please come forward, we trust the people of Starling City find one of it citizen quickly." Lance ended his statement quickly but was stopped by the interviewer.
"Who do you think captured her, detective?" The dark skinned man asked Detective putting the microphone back to Detective Lance in hopes he would get a response.
"That is not a statement that will be released to the public just yet. I just want to remind every one to stay safe because the department is working is hardest to not only find Ms. Smoak but to get all the criminals who escaped back into the newly Starling City jail. Please help us in any way you can, thank you." Lance finished off.
Felicity watched Lance leave the screen and enter his office once again leaving all the reporters outside of the building with no more statements and responses. The man on the screens turns back to the camera for one more statement before returning back to the next local news.
"As you see it looks like Starling City Detectives are working their hardest to find Ms. Smoak and bring her back to where she truly belongs, in Starling City and inside of Queen Consolidated with the CEO Oliver Queen. We hope soon we can get a statement on Mr. Queen himself on how he's going to help in the hopes of finding Ms. Smoak and his personal assistant back into the town and alive.
"We'll be back soon and hopefully with better news and with the return of Felicity Smoak."
Felicity watched the screen go dark and the living room go quiet. She turned to the side to look at the man next to her but he said nothing. Instead he continued to the stare at the black screen with no intention of ever looking at Felicity.
"You can go now." He stated as he released her arm and Felicity ran with such fire to her bedroom she had to slow down in order to not lose her balance because she couldn't see clearly due to the blurry vision while holding the tears swelling in her eyes.
She closed her door and sat on the edge of her bed. For the first time she let herself go, she let all of her tears fall. She closed her eyes trying to stop herself from chocking in her tears and from having an anxiety attack.
She took heavy and deep breaths trying to get her breathing back to normal but she couldn't stop instead she laid down on her bed and fell asleep crying herself to bed.
"Oliver!" Diggle yelled again as the computer beeped loudly and stopped all of the research Diggle was doing.
"You got something?" Oliver asked as he turned off his hood phone, which connected him to Detective Lance. He was having a conversation with him about the interview on the news in the hope that Saxon will get afraid and get out of hiding or free Felicity.
"I found her location." Diggle stated as Oliver looked at the screen and found a location in Central City.