Felicity had called Diggle to drive her to the liar. They weren't really doing that whole Diggle as the "undercover body guard driver" thing anymore but the situation called for it. As much as Felicity wanted to be reckless and just hail a cab or storm off into the night to let the anger seethe in a little, she had to remember that there were probably a gang of dangerous criminals after her. Also she was too pregnant to fit behind the wheel of her car anymore so the options were sort of limited.

It wasn't until she sat down in the back seat of the car crossing her arms with a vocal huff that she realized she was sort of mad at Diggle too.

"You could have told me you know" She murmured curtly. She opened the takeout and started eating aggressively digging the plastic fork into the pasta.

Diggle turned around in his seat and looked her in the eyes. "You know I would have, if it had been up to me" Diggle assured her. He looked at her thoughtfully for a moment and shook his head. "That being said Felicity. Both of us can understand why he did what he did. I know your angry but you know how he gets when he's trying to protect people he loves, especially you" Diggle stated softly "He thought he was doing the right thing. He was going to tell you tonight I think".

Diggle started driving. Felicity sat in the back eating her pasta trying to ignore the steady stream of tears blurring her vision. She was a mess, crying and eating pasta like a teenager going through a break up that ran out of ice cream. She let out a verbal sob and Diggle looked back at her in the mirror silently.

"You know he even told me he was keeping something from me and I was okay with that, for a while. But this Diggle. This is life changing for me. My father is not only alive but an evil genius accomplice to some sort of crime boss whose trying to kidnap me. That's sort of something you tell someone right away, not sit on it for three days and then have a chat with your ex-girlfriend about it" Felicity blubbered.

Diggle raised his eyebrow at her in the mirror.

Felicity shook her head and pushed the pasta away, nervously smoothing her skirt on her lap. "Not that I think of Laurel as just Oliver's ex-girlfriend. She's a valued team member and friend. I mean she was a bridesmaid at my wedding but still the point I'm trying to make her is that he should have told me, his wife, right away" Felicity stated.

Her phone beeped, it was Oliver. The text read "Waiting at the liar. I'm sorry. I love you".

Felicity responded with "Diggle and I are close". Part of her wanted to text him "I love you too" or "Of course I'm going to forgive you because at the end of the day I'm crazy about you and always will be" but she didn't. She needed a little time to process the information and calm down. Then she could decide how they would solve this. After venting to Diggle she already felt a little better. As much as she didn't like the decision Oliver made, Diggle was right, she did understand why he did it. Oliver just needed to understand why she needed to know things like this right away, even if they hurt her.

"Oliver is waiting at the lair" She told Diggle looking up from her phone.

Diggle's face turned dark with concern. "Felicity" He said warningly "So that's not Oliver's motorcycle that has been following behind us since we left Queen's consolidated".

"No" Felicity said anxiously, trying to ignored the instinct to look through the back window.

Diggle's eyes were trained on the mirror now and his hand was reaching for the gun in his glove box. "Here's what were going to do. I'm going to turn into the alley way ahead of us. You duck down in the seat and lock the doors. I'll get out of the car and confront this guy. It looks like it's only one person so I have a pretty good chance. Get a message to Oliver in the meantime. If I go down you run like hell. Were only a couple blocks from the lair" Diggle calculated "Got it Felicity. Run like hell. These guys are not getting you on my watch".

Felicity nodded, lying down in the seat as best she could in her current condition and opening her phone again.

Diggle turned into the alley way, she heard the motorcycle come to a stop. The lights from the bike streaming through the window. Diggle cocked his gun, holding it ready as he opened the door.

Felicity was trying to send a text message but it wouldn't go through. She tried to call but it wouldn't go through. Diggle stepped out of the car but before he could say anything to their mysterious follower Felicity shot up in her seat.

"Hey" Felicity shouted, flinging the door open and stepping out of the vehicle. The lights from the bike were in her eyes so she couldn't see the man very well. Diggle was giving her a "what the fuck are you doing" look but she just shrugged him off and turned to face their tail.

Felicity held her phone up and waved it in the air. "This" She riled looking at the unsent messages "is getting really irritating".

The bike lights turned off and the man took his helmet off. As Felicity's eyes adjusted to the dark was able to see him. She could hardly remember what her father looked like. Felicity had a few pictures but her mother had gotten rid of a lot of them. It was too painful for her mother to keep them around. Her father left them when she was five years old, on a completely random morning and little warning other than a packed suitcase. They found of he was dead when she was sixteen and at that point she had hardly felt anything towards him. So it wasn't too surprising to her when the man in front of her didn't look familiar.

"You know I don't recognize you at all" She told him spitefully "Despite what the DNA test says, you're not really my Father. I mean biologically yes but I can't really do anything about that can I. So what are you calling yourself these days huh. I'm guessing it's not Ethan Smoak anymore".

Diggle stepped beside Felicity, his gun trained on Felicity's father. "Better get used to this" Diggle threatened, emphasising his gun "This isn't leaving you until your several blocks away from us back to whatever hidey hole you came from. Now say what you need to say so we can get out of here".

Ethan Smoak stepped off of the bike and raised his hands in the air. He nodded at Diggle in understanding. Then he unclipped a gun from his hip and slowly placed it on the ground kicking it away. "Ethan Smoak hasn't been my name for a long time, darling" He said softly looking at Felicity appreciably for a moment "You're so beautiful. That's all your mother there darling, I was never much of a looker. To this day I have no idea why she went for me".

Felicity let out a sarcastic laugh. "This is ridiculous. Why are you even here right now. After all that effort for secrecy, that awful flash drive and all the stalking. Now you want to what, reminisce about my Mother" Felicity spat out the words in anger.

"I had your office bugged" Ethan admitted "Now that you know the truth there is no extra harm in me talking to you in person. I prefer it this way to be honest. My organization isn't the biggest fan of the Green Arrow and I'm afraid their attitudes wore off on me a little. Especially when I learned he was married to my daughter".

"No way in hell" Felicity shouted "Do you get to play the "father who doesn't approve of my boyfriend" bit. You gave that right up when you left me".

"Get to the point man" Diggle barked, reading Felicity's visible agitation. Oliver would start to get worried soon and if he made it here before Felicity's father was gone, Diggle had a feeling things wouldn't end well.

"Alright alright" Ethan said, raising his hands again in mock surrender "But you aren't going to like what I have to say. My boss has moved our plan up significantly. At this point there's no time to stop it. You won't believe me when I say this but you can't. He's too powerful for even the Arrow and your little vigilante team to take down. What he wants to happen is going to happen. Oliver can't protect you from this Felicity. I can't protect you from this. Your all out of options Felicity, except for one".

"What" Felicity asked, looking over at Diggle with deep concern.

"This is the part you won't like. I might not be able to convince you but if you want to protect that baby your carrying you'll listen to me" Ethan grimaced "Leave the city. Leave Oliver Queen. Leave your team. Get as far away from this city as fast as possible. They think you won't do it, you're too devoted, too invested. That's why it will work. It's the only thing they won't expect, the only thing they haven't accounted for. Let Oliver Queen die in this sitting fighting his fight, don't go down with him".

Felicity looked at him with false pity. "You really don't get it do you" Felicity said sadly "If you knew me at all you would know why I could never do that. Leaving people doesn't come so easy to some of us".

Felicity looked away from her father to Diggle. "Let's get out of here, now" She told him.

Diggle nodded in agreement, holding the door open for Felicity with the hand not holding the gun.

Ethan put his helmet back on and sat back on his motorcycle, shaking his head in disappointment.

Felicity looked back at him apprehensively before stepping into the car. "I hope it was all worth it for you. Leaving my mother and me all those years ago. Somehow, I don't think it was. I will never have to live my life with that regret" Felicity said confidently.

Felicity was startled when a malicious laugh came from behind the helmet. "Oh my dear" Ethan said, his voice muffled through the helmet "That's the thing your mother could never understand. I have no regrets. But like I told your husband, I am not a good person. And now I have done all I can for you but don't worry, we'll see each other again".

And he drove off, leaving them alone in the alley way.

There was an icy edge to his voice that sent a shiver down Felicity's spine.

Apparently Diggle felt it too. "Is it just me or did that sound a lot like a threat" Diggle said as they sat in the car.

Felicity hummed in agreement and they went to call Oliver.