First off I want to apologize for taking so long to update this story, I was moving countries, selling my house, etc. Writing had to be put on hold for the time being. While my life was a complete caos the 3rd season started and Holy Shit! That first episode… did anyone else died with that kiss?
Either way, if you are craving some Olicity, keeps on reading! And I apologize in advance for the cliché's in the bottom. I hope you enjoy!
9- Crash and burn
"About what? Him breaking up with me or you giving him the nasty look, or our complicated relationship, or the lack of it" she blushed immediately after realizing what she had said, her hand going to her temple. Oliver was still looking at her.
"All of it, what do you think about us?" he asked finally.
Felicity felt her mouth dry and her heart accelerated in her chest; she turned towards him her face blushed and surprised. She felt her hands tremble and she interlaced her fingers across her lap to mask her shaking hands.
Oliver had stopped the car in a stop sign and his blue eyes were fixed on her with a soft expression. Her mouth opened several times but she couldn't find words that wouldn't sound weird, or that will give away any sign of hope she might be harvesting. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, assuring herself that she was over reading this.
"I—is there an us…? Like an us, us?" she said finally, her voice sounded more stable than she felt.
"I— don't know, I never though about it that way, not at least for a while, but then when Barry came into the picture it made me realize that maybe you meant more to me than just my friend, or my partner" he said, her heart jumped in her chest and he tightened his lips, his cheeks blushing slightly. She blinked thinking she might have imagined it all.
"I want to make sure I am not imagining all this, are you saying you might want something more than what we have right now, more than friendship?"
"I can't deny you or myself anymore that I was actually relieved, glad even when you told me that Barry and you had broken up" he paused and Felicity blushed.
"You did?" she sounded as shocked as she felt.
"I did" and it was then when she heard the loud crash, the glass breaking around them and everything going black.
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"Felicity- hey" it was his voice; low and raspy, sounding concerned a million miles away from her.
Her eyes opened slowly as she woke up with a pouncing headache, her eyesight was blurry and her body ached. She felt sore and as her consciousness started to become sharper she realized with horror she was tide up, her hands bound behind her back around a metal chair. Her shoulders hurt almost as much as her head, and she could feel a cold sticky liquid coming slowly down the side of her right cheek.
"Felicity" she blinked up, his voice was still mumbled by the drumming on her ears.
She was confused for a moment, and all she remembered was being nervous talking with Oliver about their relationship. She blinked in the darkness of the humid room and her heart spiked with terror.
"Oliver!?" she shrieked, she realized her vision was blurry not only from her head injury, but because she didn't have her glasses on, her contacts must have moved.
"I am here Felicity, are you ok?" his voice was a panicked whisper.
"Where are we?" she turned and winced at the pain on her neck.
"What do you feel? Don't move much, you hit your head pretty hard" her heart was beating fast, she felt numb with adrenaline.
"Where are we Oliver" she asked again, her vision sharpening more, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. She could now see he was also tide like her, but was moving his arms with purpose.
"We have been kidnapped, I was passed out for most of the trip so I am not 100% sure where we are exactly, but I know that we were in a truck for a while" he said, his forehead wet with sweat.
"Who… how?"
He stopped what he was doing momentarily, his head perking up as he heard sounds from outside, behind a heavy metal door that enclosed them in that large wet warehouse.
After a few minutes of quietness he preceded, she guessed he was trying to unbind his wrists. She tried to move hers, to imitate whatever he was doing, but they were tide too tight, and she gasped in pain once again.
"A big truck hit us while we were stopped, I am guessing they followed us from my house… not sure who, but I am going to guess it's related to what happened in Colombia" a chill ran through her.
"Oh…" she was freaking out, his blue eyes were on her, she saw he was worried but he seemed determined.
"Don't worry Felicity, we will be all right I promise you" she saw he was also hurt, there was a gaping gauge in his forehead, and his knee was bloody, staining red his jeans.
"You are hurt"
"I am fine" tears welled up in her eyes, she didn't know what to do, how to help, and she felt powerless. Her heart jumped in panic when the screeching sound of the metal door opening echoed around the room. They both turned towards two men that were approaching them, both with slimy grins on their faces.
They were tall, strong and very tattooed. Both of them were wearing black jeans, tshirts and coats. It was then that she realized she was shivering; it was bellow 40's in that warehouse and it was raining outside. A lightning illuminated in a flash the room, and she noticed there was a table full of torture devices against a wall behind Oliver, thunder followed closely.
Her panicked eyes went to Oliver's, she saw his brows were meeting in the middle. He now seemed cold, calm and determined; the hood mask had come down. She wished she had one, and was now regretting not taking those stupid lessons from Diggle.
"Well look at what we have here, our two guests of honor have woken up from their little nap" said one of them, he was bald and had yellowish sharp teeth.
"Pitty, we wanted to wake you up with an special call… maybe tomorrow" Oliver's jaw was tight and his bright eyes were following the man who was closer to Felicity.
"Who are you" Oliver asked, his voice deep and angry.
"Who we are it's not important boy, what we will be doing to you is what you should be concerning your pretty little head with" the other man with caramel skin said, he had a scar in his face and was approaching Oliver with determination.
"Finish the job he said to us, and so we will"
"Who said this?" Oliver asked and a screamed escaped Felicity's mouth when the man with the scar hit Oliver hard on the side of his face.
"That is more like it, I like her reaction better" said the man with the scar once again, hitting Oliver in the jaw hard enough to make his face bloody.
"Stop, please stop" Felicity started crying. The man turned towards her, walking with a slow pace, his eyes travelling up and down her body.
"I was pleased to see you where with this one…. An added bonus, I think we will have some fun with her before we kill you, maybe even let you watch" Felicity held her breath when his thick callused fingers touched the edge of her jaw before slapping her face. She stopped crying, feeling a wave of anger running through her, her heart was beating fast and her eyes went to Oliver, he was staring at her and it was then when she saw him nod ever so slightly.
"Maybe we will both do her at the same time, what do you say Brad?" the man with the scar said and the bald man who had disappeared in the darkness laughed. The sound of a sharpening object in the background made Felicity shiver.
"Leave her alone, she has nothing to do with me… she is just my assistant" Oliver said.
"How convenient, an assistant who happens to be at your house on a Saturday morning" said the Brad reappearing from the shadows, holding a long shimmering knife.
"Maybe she knows how to do a lot more than filing paperwork and picking up calls" said Scarface.
"We will get to find that out before we kill her, just like they did with the other blonde chick in Colombia" Oliver's browns were frowned and it was the trigger he needed, he flew out of the chair towards Brad who unprepared took a punch to his face that knocked him cold to the ground.
"Oliver behind you!" Felicity screamed as Scarface took a pistol out of his belt; Oliver jumped aside evading the bullets the man shot to him, hiding momentarily behind a pillar in the shadows. Felicity's heart jumped when the guy turned towards her, gun going to her face.
"You will regret that move Queen" the guy snarled and Felicity closed her eyes feeling the burning barrel against her temple, waiting for the bang, the darkness, but she heard instead a gargling noise. When she opened her eyes she saw the man was now bleeding through his mouth, with a thin knife going though his neck.
Felicity screamed when he plummeted to the ground. Oliver running towards her, his eyes were on her briefly before flying towards Brad, who he had knocked out before, his hands where untying her wrists.
"I don't know how many of them are outside, we need to be careful, quiet and fast" he said in a low voice that was matter of factly, she felt relieved when her hands where free to move and she rubbed her wrists while he went to the other guy and used the ropes that had bound them before to tide him over.
She saw him picking up a gun and without hesitation took the iron baton he offered her. It was heavier than she had ever imagined, and though for a brief moment she will never think of cops the same ever again.
They ran quietly towards the door and she waited for him to signal her before both of them ran out. There was a hall with tall shelves with stacked large boxes. The place looked nearly abandoned and empty, she though.
By the time they got to the front door Oliver signaled her to stop, there where two armed guards at the front. She waited behind the wall, feeling her heart beat so fast she though she was going to give them away.
Oliver disappeared behind the door and all she could hear was commotion, shots and then silence. She panicked and raised her weapon to the upcoming person, to drop it relief when she saw it was him.
"Oliver thank god" she said and without even thinking it she hugged him tightly. She felt his hand rest momentarily on the small of her back and felt his heart beating through the vein in his neck.
"We don't have much time, I think they might have called in and told someone I had escaped… we seem to be surrounded by trees, perhaps in a mountain" his voice came next to her ear and she nodded backing away.
"Do they have a phone, if they do we could try to call Digg and he can pin our location from the foundry" Oliver nodded and his hand wrapped around her arm pulling her out, his head going from side to side in constant alert.
She realized the sun was setting and the sky was cloudy rainy, they both ran towards the nearest fallen guy, she checked on his pocket while Oliver checked the surroundings.
"Gotcha" she said feeling victorious, getting the phone out of the guy's pocket, and avoiding taking a look to his face. She could care less if he was alive or not, but didn't want to see him.
"No signal" she said her eyes meeting his.
"We need to go, I don't know how many more of them there are, the safest bet will be to run through the woods, find a spot where we get cellphone coverage… I don't think we are too far from the city" in three large strides he was next to her, his face concerned now wet with rain and the blood washing away.
She felt his hand grab hers and with another quick glance in their surroundings they were off.
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Felicity didn't know for how long she ran, but she knew that she was exhausted, she barely could see anything in front of them as they avoided branches and thick roots. Her chest hurt from fatigue and her head was pouncing worst than before.
She was also cold, but was thankful that the heavy trees were covering them from most of the rain. Oliver seemed to be in his habitat, he stopped from time to time, checking that no one was following them, making sure they weren't leaving too much of a trail, and she trusted him, to keep them alive and get them out of that mess.
"If we don't get out of these woods we will never be able to find any cellphone coverage Oliver, and this things is almost out of battery" she said stopping, trying to catch her breath, feeling hungry and too tired to keep going "we have been running for hours"
She knew she was whining, which wasn't helping their situation, but she felt like a wreck. He was silent for a moment.
"I think we are not far away from some civilization, we just have to keep going for a little longer, I really need you to gather all the strength you might have left Felicity"
"How do you know…? That we are close I mean –"
"Chopped trees, some trails… we aren't far from something" she took a deep breath and nodded. They walked this time slower, Oliver was a few meters in front of her, and she admired in silence how much stamina he seemed to have.
When she started to feel the cold and exhaustion made it hard to breathe, she saw that it in between the heavy leaves of the trees, and the rain there was a small log cabin not too far from them. She gasped at the discovery and it was then that she saw Oliver turned to her with a look of relief.
"Do you think it's vacant?" she asked in a low voice, afraid that if it was in fact not unoccupied someone will hear them, but he nodded his head and with carefulness started to walk towards it.
"Stay here, I will come to get you once I make sure is safe"
"But—"
"No buts, it might be dangerous and I will move faster if it's only me" he said and his voice was definite.
She stayed behind even though she felt nervous about him going on by himself. She was aware that in reality she couldn't protect him fiscally if it came to a fight, but she always though four eyes will be better than two, even though hers were slightly blurry at the time.
She stayed next to a tree where Oliver had left her, holding her iron baton with wet slippery fingers, seeing his silhouette move with care around the windows, disappearing momentarily before coming out and moving his hand in the air, signaling her to approach.
Her heart told her she was nervous but excited about the possibility of not having to sleep under the cold rain, when she was finally under the roof of the house her eyes met his and for the first time that night she felt a different kind of nervousness.
"We should be safe here during the night" he said and his eyes were charged with energy, something that made her stomach turn and her mouth go dry momentarily.
She nodded and swallowed heavily when his hand touched her shoulder lightly.
"Why don't you go in and find something to clean up those wounds while I make sure we haven't being followed" his voice was gentle when his fingers brushed the skin on her face, close to where her wound was. Her reaction was to bring her own hand up to meet his, having forgotten she was injured the sharp pain in her head was not a welcome reminder.
"Right" she said and he disappears in the darkness of the night once again. The door was open, and she realized he had broken one of the windows to get in, she made a mental note to repay from Oliver's account whomever this cabin belong to.
The place was dark and it smelled like no one had been there for a while, but in the darkness it looked homey enough. It was a small space of 500 sqft at most, a bed in the back wall, a door that led to a small bathroom and next to the front door a small kitchenette.
She noticed that there was a fireplace as well, which she guessed they couldn't turn on.
"One bed" Felicity said in a whisper, her eyes fixed in the full size bed in front of her. It had white sheets and handmade quilt on top. Her heart was racing inside her chest.
"I can sleep on the floor" she heard his voice next to her making her jump on her place.
"Oliver- we just ran for three hours from some scary kidnappers, after being on a car accident… the least of my worries is if we sleep in the same bed-" she said in her usual rambly voice, she was blushing quicker than she spoke "- even though we were talking this morning about our strange relationship"
"Okay" He didn't say much the rest of the night, he closed himself in the bathroom and took a shower, when he got out, and he was wearing his jeans and a towel around his shoulders, he had patched up his head wound.
Felicity had spent that time examining the place; she had lit up a few candles and had made some hot tea from stuff she found in the covers. She had also managed to find food.
"I see you found something to eat" he said in a more casual tone, she turned towards him from the kitchen her eyes traveling his naked chest feeling a wave of nervousness run through her.
"A can of tuna and crackers had never looked so good to me before" she said quickly, handing him a plate with half of the portion.
"Did you have any luck with the cellphone?" she shook her head.
"Very little battery left and no signal…" she saw him clench his jaw, losing some of his patience "the good news are that after we get home we might be able to use this to track who these people made their last call to" she had his attention once again.
"Finding this could lead us to who hired them"
"Exactly" she saw a ghost of a smile flash on his face.
He took a bite and walked away with plate in hand, she noticed that he seemed a bit more tense than usual, barely looking at her for long. He walked around examining the place and in silence she observed him while eating her food.
"Your arm stitches… did they tore again?" she commented looking at the new gauze he has placed on top of it. She had found a first aid kit in the closet among a shot gun and some man oversized clothing, that seemed clean enough for her to wear to sleep in while her own clothes dried.
"It's fine…"
She walked towards him after seeing a larger bruise in his ribcage, concern pooling on her face.
"Oliver you are hurt" she said worried, her hand going towards his chest, his hand came on top of hers, warm and lightly sweaty. She swallowed when his eyes buried on hers, his pupils dilated.
"I am fine Felicity" he assured her with a deeper voice.
"It doesn't look fine" she muttered.
"It looks worst than it is, I don't have any fractured ribs…"his voice was low, he was close to her his eyes went from hers to her lips and her legs trembled.
"I can't believe this happened, this morning—it felt so right" she said in a small voice, his skin was burning under her touch.
"I am a moving target" he said simply and she pursed her lips to a small line. His brows were frowned.
"They didn't know they were kidnapping the hood, which gave us the upper hand. You saved us Oliver" Felicity said, her voice also serious but a small smile appearing on her face.
"We are in this mess because of me in the first place" he said softly too, and she shook her head, her other hand going towards his face, cupping his chin.
"This is not your fault Oliver, you can't blame yourself for everything that happens—you were a target, because of your money, because of your last name, not because of anything you did"
"I put you in danger this morning" he said and she could see painted on his face how truly mortified he was about it, and that made her heart twist with pain.
"I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else" and it was true, waking up in his bed, to his scent, their casual talk that morning, the pancakes. She had felt at home.
"Thank you" he said gently after a pause, his hand going to her shoulder touching her bare skin that was lightly dotted with freckles. She felt his touch travel to her shoulder blade and a shiver ran through her. She lost herself into his eyes and the closeness of his face.
His lips were on her forehead and her heart jumped in her chest, but without over thinking it much she wrapped her arms around him into a hug, cradling her head in his chest, closing her eyes and enjoying the quick pace of his heart.
"Let's get some rest" she said against his chest and he nodded, his arms wrapped around her body.
"We should…" he said even though he knew he was not going to be able to sleep that night.
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Ok, I know—I know I should have probably moved them closer in this particular situation, by god I wanted to, but just like it happens the complete opposite at times, this time around it felt forced. I started writing this chapter with fully intensions of having them kiss perhaps, but I felt like after all they had gone through the day, making out will be the last thing in their minds.
Either way, what did you think!?
