AN: And welcome back everybody! I'm sure you're all dying to know what's happened to Felicity, so I'll cut the crap and say all my nice words at the end of the chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 7

"We warned you.", was all he said in such a deep voice, she could've sworn he was using a voice modulator.

She saw him swing a long metal thing in her direction and before she could block the blow it came down on her, and everything went dark.

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Oliver had been caught up in the meeting longer than he had expected. About halfway through he started to think about Felicity and how he wished that she was there with him. She always kept him focused with an occasional nudge or saved his ass by answering a question he was asked while he was, as Felicity called it, 'zoned out'. It was already eight o'clock when the meeting finally ended. Oliver pulled out his phone and, as promised, called to check in with Felicity. His brows furrowed when it went to voicemail. It wasn't like Felicity to not answer her phone. She would even wake whilst sleeping to answer her phone. Next he tried Diggle, but no answer there either. Something was wrong.

Just as he left the conference room, he saw Detective Lance heading straight towards him.

"Mr Queen, can I talk to you for second?", Lance said, not really asking.

"Sure, is everything alright Detective?", he asked.

The detective sighed.

"We got a call from a civilian. He witnessed what seems like a kidnapping about four blocks from here. The car was registered to you, Mr Queen. We arrived at the scene and found your bodyguard, Mr John Diggle, unconscious in the driver's seat. He's got a few scrapes and bruises, but he'll be alright."

Oliver's throat constricted when Felicity's name was not yet mentioned, and Lance said it had been a kidnapping. That could only mean...

"Unfortunately an employee of yours, Felicity Smoak, was taken during the attack. We've come to the conclusion that she's been kidnapped.", Lance ended.

His stomach twisted into a tight knot. Felicity had been kidnapped and he hadn't been there. If only he hadn't made her leave the office... Suddenly his fear was accompanied be anger and regret.

"Where is Mr Diggle now?", he growled.

"Still at the crime scene. Stubborn man wouldn't go to the hospital, let alone leave."

"Take me there."

The detective answered by giving a short nod. When they arrived at the scene of the kidnapping, Oliver felt his stomach drop. The car was wrecked. It was lying upside down, with all of the windows smashed in. On the passenger's side he saw a large dent. He desperately prayed that Felicity chose to sit in the backseat. He felt the car slow down and got out, before it could completely stop. He then saw Diggle sitting in the back of an ambulance, trying to get rid of the paramedics surrounding him. He walked over to him and looked him over. He had a few cuts from the glass, some worse than others, and a bruise on the side of his face. Other than that he looked fine, and Oliver was deeply grateful for that.

"Diggle, are you okay man? What happened?", he asked.

"We were driving when a car rammed into us from the side, causing the Bently to roll. I blacked out right about then, but when I woke up Felicity was gone. I guess whoever took her pulled her from the wreckage and sped off immediately.", Diggle replied with remorse.

"Digg, this is not your fault.", Oliver said and then growled. "We need to get to the lair as soon as possible and find out who took Felicity."

When they reached the lair, they bolted for the computers. Diggle sat in Felicity's desk chair and started typing. He wasn't as quick or as good as she was, but they had no choice.

"Diggle, can you run through the traffic cameras and pull up the footage of the crime scene?", Oliver asked.

Diggle nodded and started typing again. An alert went off and Diggle played the footage. They watched as a black SUV rammed into the side of the Bently. Oliver narrowed his eyes.

"There's no license plate.", he stated simply.

He felt his body go rigid as he watched Felicity's limp body being dragged out of the car. She stirred slightly and was then hit in the head with what looked like a...crowbar? SERIOUSLY?! A crowbar?! Oliver was fuming with rage. He was already mad enough when he heard that she'd been taken, but to actually see her get hurt... That sent him over the edge. Just as he turned, ready to beat the living shit out of the training dummy, they heard another alert.

Diggle turned to Oliver,

"It's a live video call. The Caller ID is blocked."

At a small nod from Oliver, he opened the call. The sight made Oliver's heart stop and his gut clench.

"Good evening Oliver Queen, or should I say, The Arrow!"

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When Felicity opened her eyes, she could barely see a thing. It was dark with an eerie light shining beneath the door. Where am I? she asked herself. Then the memories came tumbling back like a ton of bricks. The crash, the pain, and then nothing. She hoped that Diggle made it out okay. The room she was being held in was cold and made of concrete. Strangely enough, it seemed as though her captors had the decency to let her keep her glasses. When she tried to lift her hands to adjust them, she was met with resistance. Her hands and ankles were tied to the chair she was sitting on.

She shifted in her seat and looked around the small room. She decided that it was a bad idea when it caused a throbbing pain to work its way though her skull. With a groan she dropped her head in an effort to relieve the pain. Suddenly the lights went on and she heard the door swing open. She had to squint against the blinding light, which was not really helping her pounding headache. When her eyes adjusted she could see three men entering the small room. Two of the men she didn't recognize. They were armed, tall and built like rocks. Nothing Oliver couldn't handle, though. They were probably the muscle of the operation. However, when her gaze landed on the third man, she stopped breathing. It was the man they'd been searching for for almost a month. Carlos Lopez. She suddenly realized that this was probably about the Arrow, but then why take her? She hadn't left a trail with her searches and had never made an appearance with the Arrow. Unless Lopez knew about Oliver. Oh shit, she thought.

Lopez made his way to Felicity, while the bodyguards guarded the door. He looked at her with an evil smile and anger burning in his eyes. Her heart was racing in her chest. She held his gaze, unwilling to let him see her fear. He knelt down in front of her and placed his hands on her knees. She squirmed in her seat, trying to evade his touch. He stood up, laughing at her discomfort, and started circling the chair she was sitting in.

"Comfortable, Ms Smoak? I hope David didn't rough you up too much." he said, motioning to one of the bodyguards. "You and I still have to have some fun."

"What do you want?", she hissed at him, with all the courage she could muster.

He chuckled.

"Ms Smoak, I'm certain you know by now that I am aware of you connection to the Arrow. I am also aware of the fact that the Arrow is none other than Oliver Queen. And you see Ms Smoak, I have a debt to settle with both the Arrow and Mr Queen. I have thought long and hard of way to collect on my debt and I think you would be the perfect payment."

Felicity gulped.

"If it's money you want, you've got the wrong person. I'm just another employee at QC, Oli- Mr Queen wouldn't pay a ransom for me."

This caused the evil man to give a short and sinister laugh. His hand grabbed her face and forced her to look at him.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid?", he said through gritted teeth.

She could see that he was trying to contain his anger. He then pulled out a photo from his jacket and showed it to her. She swallowed hard. It was a picture of Oliver kissing her hand in the parking lot at QC. The look in his eyes sent the butterflies in her stomach on a rampage. There was no denying that Oliver looked utterly in love in the photo.

"Ms Smoak, this is not about money. No amount of money in the world could fill the void Mr Queen's actions have caused. The debt I have to settle with him is much more...personal.", he said with a cold, hard voice. "I'm sure you are aware of the fact that most of the Glades was destroyed during the Undertaking. The Undertaking caused by Mr Queen and his family. That night our house collapsed on my wife...I had to watch her die in my arms, because of Oliver Queen!"

She could see the livid look in his eyes. She didn't like where this was going.

"Now I'm simply returning the favour.", he said coldly.

Felicity was paralyzed in fear. Lopez was going to kill her and Oliver would have to watch. He would blame himself. It would brake him. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks before she could stop them. However, her sadness quickly turned into rage.

"You have no idea what you're taking about! Oliver was never part of the Undertaking, Malcom Merlyn was responsible for that! Oliver tried to save the Glades, not destroy it! And what does he get in return? Not praise or gratefulness, oh no. He gets assholes like you trying to kill him!"

Lopez clenched his jaw and struck her across her face, causing her glasses to fly off her face and clatter on the floor. She bit her lip to keep her from crying out. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction. He stepped closer and grabbed her ponytail, pulling her head back.

"Why don't we have a little chat with Mr Queen? I'm sure he's dying to see you again."

He spun her chair around and she saw a table with a video camera and a monitor. He dragged her chair closer and turned on the monitor. He typed something and in a matter of seconds, Oliver and Diggle appeared on the screen. Lopez gripped her now loose ponytail and pulled it back slightly, causing her to wince. When Diggle and Oliver both turned to them, she assumed that the video camera was live. The look in Oliver's eyes nearly broke her in half. He was outraged and at the same time broken with guilt. She tried her best to put on a brave face, both for Oliver and for Diggle.

"Good evening Oliver Queen, or should I say, The Arrow!", Lopez greeted.

She saw Oliver clench his fists and Diggle visibly tensed.

"Lopez.", Oliver growled.

"I'm sure you're both wondering why I've gone and kidnapped Ms Smoak here. Well, the answer is simple.", he said, pulling her ponytail back sharply. It was so unexpected that Felicity couldn't hold back a loud yelp of pain.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!", Oliver roared.

Silent tears rolled down her face.

"Now, now, Mr Queen. Where are your manners? Shouting in front of a beautiful young lady and interrupting me. Tsk, tsk. Like I was saying, the answer is simple. You and your family were responsible for the Undertaking, as well as my wife's death. You took away the one I love, now I'm simply returning the favour. And once I'm done, her blood will be on your hands."

"Leave her out of this Lopez, kill me instead! I'm the one that you want, not her!", Oliver yelled back in desperation.

"Oh, if only it was that simple. Yes, I will kill you...eventually, but first you must experience the inextinguishable pain of loss. Only then will I kill you."

"Oliver, please don't listen to him! Don't let him get to you!", Felicity said, before she felt a hard hand slap her across the face, nearly causing her to topple over.

"FELICITY!", she heard Oliver yell.

"Goodbye for now Mr Queen. We'll be seeing you shortly."

"NO, wait!-", Oliver said, before the video was cut off and the monitor turned dark again.

Lopez went to stand in front of Felicity, pulling her head back to look at him.

"So, Ms Smoak, shall we get started?"

AN: Oops...another cliffhanger (I swear this one was unintentional, it just felt so appropriate to end the chapter there)...Please don't hate me too much, I swear I'm working SUPER hard on getting the next chapter out asap. At least you now know who took Felicity. And I forgot to mention this from the beginning, but I'm just saying (in case you're wondering) -Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow or the characters, even though it would be epic if I did. As usual thanks a million for the support and reviews, I read them all with great enthusiasm. One last thing: When writing me a review, please don't use any acronyms... This might sound extremely stupid of me, but I'm not really familiar with a lot of acronyms and then I start guessing meanings and that never works out... Furthermore, I hope you enjoyed this chapter (I know it's a little shorter than the previous one, so please forgive me :( ) Hope I can get the next chapter out before next weekend, but if not, I'm really sorry. Love you all! xx