Felicity and Laurel 09

The door to the precinct house slammed back on its hinges as the whirlwind that was an enraged Laurel Lance stormed into the building, stalking across to the reception desk and leaning in to the officer sitting behind it.

"I'm ADA Lance, I'm here to collect Felicity Smoak" The man took in the tailored blue pinstripe pants suit, the patent black leather briefcase and matching four inch stiletto's and the proffered ID then up to see the angry look in her eye; he didn't know this woman but she looked some kind of pissed.

"If you'd like to take a seat miss, I'll get someone to come and see you when they're free" Gritting her teeth Laurel leaned forward, her voice dropping from angry to frigid.

"You don't seem to understand, so I'll spell it out for you. I am Assistant District Attorney Lance, I am here to see Felicity Smoak, so you either let me in right now or explain to the Chief of Police why you decided to get pissy with the person prosecuting the bulk of his major crimes cases" She got right up into his face and hissed. "Your choice"

Laurel opened the door to Interrogation Room 2 to find her friend sitting there, huddled in on herself, her dad leaning against the desk close to the blonde, his hand on her shoulder. Turning at her arrival he nodded.

"H sweetie"

"Hi Dad" They exchanged a quick hug, her dad whispering in her ear as they did.

"Thanks for coming, she's ok physically, but pretty shook up" As they broke away Laurel smiled, her dad was fond of Felicity.

"Thanks for calling me" She turned and stepped over to Felicity's chair and squatted next to her friend. "Hey Felicity, how are you doing?" The blue eyes that turned to her were a little haunted.

"I'm ok I guess, nothing physical thank god" Laurel nodded, that was the only thing that mattered.

"What happened?" Felicity looked down at her hands clenched in her lap as she spoke, tension visible in every line of her body.

"I'd finished up and left work to grab some food before we, uh got together to catch up like we'd planned" Laurel nodded, it was a good cover, it wasn't the first time they'd acted as each other's alibis. "I'd parked on Noble Street, near that Thai restaurant we like, I'd picked up dinner and was walking back to the car when these three guys surrounded me, one grabbed my bag and tablet, while the other two grabbed me and started dragging me into an alley. I fought as hard as I could and managed to break free long enough to ditch my heels and run as fast as I could back to the restaurant. I barely made it before they caught me and the owner called the police" Laurel nodded, she'd already noted Felicity's bare feet in passing and laid a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder.

"You got away and you're in one piece, that's the important thing, the rest of it's just material things" She looked up at her father.

"Any idea of who did this?" He nodded slowly.

"Description fits a gang of punks we've been hearing about, call themselves the Dark Angels" His eyes flicked across to Felicity and back again. "Their normal M.O. is robbery and sexual assault on single women in the areas north west of the Glades, some of the rats are moving out of the Glades into the surrounding areas, these guys are one of the rat packs"

"Any chance of catching them?" Her dad shrugged.

"They've probably gone to ground, some hole we can't find them" He emphasised 'we', drawing a nod from Laurel.

"Can I take her home?" He frowned darkly, dropping his voice in deference to the woman sitting there.

"They have her address from her driver's licence and her keys" Laurel nodded.

"Felicity can stay at my place tonight, we'll arrange for someone to keep an eye out at her place tonight, until the locks are changed"

"I'll get the paperwork" He nodded and left the room, allowing Laurel to turn back to her friend.

"How are you really Felicity?" Blue eyes met hers.

"Honestly, pretty depressed" She sighed. "I can hear Oliver's speech about being safe already while Digg's going to give me that look, I mean given he trained me in self-defence he'll be pretty disappointed with what went down" Laurel stepped over and knelt down next to her.

"Not a chance, you were attacked, but you escaped before anything really bad could happen, I'm pretty sure they'll consider that a win" Felicity nodded slowly and looked up.

"Where are they? Not that I wasn't happy to see you, but I expected Oliver to burst in here like gangbusters like he did last time" Laurel nodded.

"Let's just say it was agreed that I was the better choice" At Felicity's quizzical look Laurel sighed. "Oliver's mad as hell about whoever did this, Roy and John too. So I decided that it'd be better if I collected you" She got a grateful smile from her friend.

"Thanks, I appreciate it. And thanks for letting me crash at your place tonight, but I can call a locksmith and get them to change the locks at my place, I can sleep there so you're not put out" Laurel shook her head.

"Like hell, you're staying at my place, there's a tub of Ben and Jerry's mint choc chip ice cream waiting for us in the freezer and tonight we'll crack it open" She got a small smile as her father re-entered the room, a wad of forms in his hand; Laurel smiled.

"Give me a sec OK; I have to make a call, I'll be right back" Nodding to Felicity she stepped outside into the empty corridor and hit her speed dial. It rang once before Oliver answered.

"How is she?"

"She had a bad scare, it could have been so much worse but she got away before they could do anything more than grab her purse and tablet. I'm taking her home"

"We might be round later to check on her, you ok with that?" Unconsciously Laurel nodded.

"Of course, don't make it too late; I think she'll crash early, she's still pretty shook up"

"I can't promise anything, cops have any idea who did this?" Laurel looked around to make sure no one was listening.

"A group called the Dark Angels, working out of the area north of the Glades, description and M.O. fits" She could almost see the look of fury on Oliver's face.

"I've seen them, I think we need to go pay them a visit" Laurel nodded, god help the Angels, not that she particularly cared, this was her friend…

"One last thing Oliver, they have her address and keys" His reply was immediate.

"I'll call a locksmith and have them changed tonight"

"Ok, that's probably a good thing"

"Look after her please Laurel" Laurel picked up the subtle stress in his voice, it was killing him not being here for her. Once, she might have been upset, jealous, angry, but now? This was her friend, they were both her friends. She smiled slightly.

"I will"

Ten minutes they were walking out the door of the precinct, Laurel had never been quite so happy to see John standing there, the back door of the big black Audi open and inviting. As John helped Felicity into the seat Laurel looked up, scanning the surrounding rooftops, finally spotting two figures watching from across the street. She nodded once to let them know she'd seen them; that Felicity was ok; that they had her blessing, who knows.

Whatever it was she got answering nods before they disappeared, her eyes catching a flash of red and green moving quickly, heading towards the Glades. She nodded once to herself, her voice a soft whisper.

"Go get em"