Hey guys. Sorry for not updating sooner. I found out on Friday that my Grandma has really bad leukemia, and she doesn't have much longer to live. I also had a basketball tournament all weekend and I broke my hand, so it's really hard for me to type. So I apologize if I take longer to update, I'm just really distracted by my Grandma being sick and my hand makes it twice as long to write up the chapters. Please bear with me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Arrow.
Oliver hung up the phone and was out the door in a flash. Diggle was right on his heels and the two were sprinting through alleys and across rooftops. Oliver knew exactly where the warehouse was, and he was trying to figure out the fastest way to get there without being spotted.
"Oliver!" Diggle shouted from behind.
Oliver spun around quickly, annoyed that they were stopping. "What?"
"I know a shortcut we can take. If we cut through this old building it will save us about 5 minutes."
Oliver didn't reply. He ran through the building and searched for an exit. "Back door, to your right!" Diggle yelled. Oliver bolted through the door and quickly got his bearings. Once he knew where to go he continued through the maze of streets. Oliver knew they were getting close. His heartbeat quickened and the anticipation was killing him.
The warehouse came into view and this only made him run faster. He ran up to the old abandoned warehouse and was about to run inside when Diggle stopped him. "Oliver!" He yelled.
Oliver flushed with rage. "What?!"
Diggle pointed to the black SUV that was parked in the parking lot. "They're back. We need to be smart about this. We can't just barge in there and start shooting randomly."
"You're right. I'll go in the front, quietly. You go around back and see if there's another wa-" BAM! Oliver was cut off by the sound of a gun firing. He and Diggle exchanged a look before they both sprinted through the front door.
Chris was in shock. "I… uh…"
"You what? You're turning on us? Is that what you're doing, Chris?" Nick asked.
"No- no I was just trying to, umm.. get information from her." Chris said.
Nick laughed. "You always were a terrible liar." Nick walked up to Chris and gave him a hard punch across the face. Chris stumbled back a few steps, but stood his ground.
"Look, man. It's not what it looks like." Chris pleaded.
"Oh, I think it's exactly what it looks like." Nick gave him another punch, and Chris' lip busted open.
Nick gave Chris a hard kick to the stomach, and Chris doubled over in pain. He pushed Chris to the ground and kicked him in the side. Chris started coughing up blood. Nick kept beating Chris, and it looked like he was bruising already. With one more kick to the ribs, there was a sickening crack.
Felicity couldn't stand it anymore. "STOP!" She yelled. "Just stop!"
Nick smirked. "Ah, Felicity! I almost forgot you were here." He walked towards her and gave her a hard punch. Instantly her headache returned, 10 times worse than before. He punched her twice more, and with each punch she let out a yelp of pain. Once he stopped, he walked out of the room and grabbed the gun from Connor's hands.
He walked back in the room and pointed the gun directly at her head. "Sorry, but it's time to go." Nick said.
She closed her eyes and braced herself for her death. She thought about Oliver one last time, his beautiful face occupying her thoughts.
BAM! Her ears started ringing and her head pounded even more. Wait, shouldn't she be dead? She didn't feel pain in any new places. She slowly opened her eyes, and she was still in the same room as before. Her eyes shifted to the ground beside her and she saw Nick on the ground with Chris on top of him. The gun was on the floor, out of arms reach of both of them.
She let out a sigh of relief. She was glad she was still alive. She watched as Chris and Nick wrestled each other, both fighting for the gun. She watched anxiously, hating the fact that she couldn't do anything about it.
She heard something fall to the floor. She looked out of the room to see Connor on the ground. With an arrow in his chest. Oliver was here. She made it. She was safe.
Oliver rounded the corner and his heart broke at the sight of Felicity. There was dried blood covering her stomach and chest and her face was bruised and bloody. He quickly noticed the fight that was happening on the floor beside her. He got another arrow ready. He pulled the two men apart. One of them he didn't recognize, he was bloody and beaten. The other one he immediately recognized as Nick.
His mind filled with the angriest thoughts he could think of. He put his bow down and delivered the hardest punch he could muster to Nick's face. He heard a loud crack and Nick cried out in pain. Oliver kept punching and punching. He didn't stop until Diggle pulled him off of Nick. "He's dead, Oliver!"
Oliver took a deep breath and stepped toward Chris. He raised his fist, about to deliver a hard blow, but a small voice stopped him. "Oliver!" Felicity said. "Don't hurt him. He helped me."
Oliver felt conflicted, but did what she asked. He stepped away from Chris and walked toward Felicity. He quickly untied the ropes surrounding her hands.
"Hey." Oliver said gently. "Are you okay?"
"Well, that depends on your definition of okay. I mean, I did just get kidnapped and I had to sit in this stupid uncomfortable chair for who knows how long. You know, I don't even know if it's night or day. Ugh I hate this place. Please take me home, I miss my computers." Felicity said.
Oliver smiled. Even after she was kidnapped and tortured, she still seemed to be her bubbly, babbling self. "Can you walk?" He asked.
"I don't know, I'll try." She stood up slowly, with Oliver's help. Once she was on her feet, she instantly felt dizzy and she wobbled.
"Be careful." Oliver said.
"Don't worry, I got this." She replied. She took a step and her legs collapsed from under her.
Oliver caught her before she hit the ground. He scooped her up in his muscular arms. "No, you don't got it." Oliver carried her out of the room, leaving Diggle to deal with Chris.
She was as light as a feather. He felt as if he could break her in half with one simple movement, but he knew he could never hurt her in any way, shape or form. He made a promise to himself that he would never let anyone hurt her ever again. He would protect her with his life.
Felicity clung to him, finally feeling safe after all this time. She never wanted to let go of him. She wanted to stay wrapped up safe and sound in his strong arms. He made her feel protected, and she never wanted to leave his side again.
Felicity was saved, and they were finally together again.
Yaaaaaay he saved her! Thanks for all the support! The finale will be in a few chapters. I'll try and post chapter 8 as soon as I can!
