OMG what an awesome episode last night, I´m flashed. But I hope to see more Olicity in the coming episodes. I really miss the old Team Arrow

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Biggest THANK you goes to my friend and translator NIAGARAWEASEL, because she`s awesome. THANK YOU

The door leading from the roof into the building was locked. Oliver drew an arrow, activated a little button and shot it into the lock. A small detonation let the door spring open. He gave Felicity a sign to stay close behind him. The stairwell was empty, which he had counted on. This was an office building, the business owners and employees were all at home, asleep in their beds.

When they had reached the floor for Dr. Wesley's office, they were surprised to find the office door unlocked. Had nobody missed the doctor and noticed it? Patients had to wonder why he hadn't answered his phone in the last three weeks. Inside, Oliver checked the desk first and noticed the blinking light on the answering machine. He pressed the button and the voice of a woman could be heard.

Dr. Wesley, when will you be back from your holiday? The office has never been closed this long before. I need my medication, the voices in my head are getting stronger again. Please call back urgently.

Clever, Oliver thought. Collins had apparently thought of everything, even changing the message on the answering machine. He went back to searching the office. Felicity was already seated at the computer and had her hard drive connected to it. Oliver watched her for a moment. She always looked incredibly sexy when she hacked into a computer system. There was an almost wicked gleam in her eyes and she was always nibbling on her lower lip. Oliver briskly scrubbed his hands across his face to banish the decidedly x-rated thoughts from his mind, then he started going through the patient files.

"I have it. Dr. Wesley has every session with is patients on his computer."

The Arrow kept rifling through the file cabinet. "And I have his file."

"Give it to me. I'll scan it, so that we'll have a copy."

"Good idea. I'll keep looking."

Felicity skimmed through the file, scanned the most important information and saved it on her external hard drive.

Oliver continued his search and found a cabinet with an open safe, containing a couple of prescription pads and an empty cash box.

"I think I know why we can't find a trace of Jonathan Collins." Oliver turned around to his wife and showed her the empty box. "I guess that's where Wesley kept his cash."

"Anything else in the safe?" the blonde asked without looking up from the computer.

"Prescription pads for narcotics"

"Okay, that can help us. Give me the number of the first and last prescription."

"The first one is IF1386987 and the last one is IF1387021. Why do you need the numbers?" Oliver was now standing behind her and tried to make sense of the data his wife was entering.

"It's simple", Felicity explained without stopping what she was doing. "Narcotics prescriptions have to be ordered and a record is kept of which doctor is issued which numbers. And this is Dr. Wesley's last order." She hit enter and the data of the doctor's last orders appeared on the screen.

"Bingo. IF1386932 up to IF1387021. So far he has used IF1386932 through IF1386967. That means that 68 up to 87 is missing. Collins' file shows that he is addicted to Tilidin. If he had a relapse, he would have a motive for stealing the prescriptions."

"Very good. Let's work on that when we get home. Now we have to cover our tracks, the police will be here in a few hours."

Felicity nodded. She eliminated all of her traces from the computer and wiped off anything she had touched. Oliver did the same and they left the building unnoticed.

The next morning, Felicity felt completely knackered. The clock on the nightstand showed 9 o'clock. Oliver's side of the bed was empty, she knew that his first meeting today was scheduled for 8:30.

She stretched, then headed for the bathroom. A cold shower would get her system up and running again.

Thirty minutes later Felicity, freshly dressed and made up, entered the kitchen. Raisa had Abigail on her arm. "Good morning, Mrs. Queen", she said with a smile, handing Abigail over to her mother.

"Good morning, Raisa", Felicity greeted Abby's nanny and cuddled her daughter. "Hello, my little angel, you look adorable. Raisa has really dressed you to the nines. Have you been a good girl for Aunt Raisa?" The little girl began to gurgled happily. Felicity looked at Raisa. "I hope that means yes."

"She was a real angel, Miss, she just woke up once, drank something and went back to sleep right away."

"That's nice. Thanks for taking the nightshift, Raisa. It won't happen again any time soon."

"It's no problem, Mrs. Queen, it's my job", Raisa answered.

"I know, but you need your sleep as well, you're already working so hard." Felicity gave her a smile.

Raisa had liked Felicity Queen from the first day. She was polite and just like Mr. Queen and the rest of the family, she treated her like a part of the family and not just like an employee.

Panic was breathing down her neck, when Felicity got out of her car. She kept nervously glancing around while she got Abigail out. Her hands were shaking so much that it took her longer to get the safety belt off the baby carrier. She felt relieved when she finally had the carrier on her arm and was on her way to the back entrance of Verdant. This was the first time she had left the mansion after her abduction and she felt uneasy, but she absolutely needed to go through the data they had collected last night. The sooner Jonathan Collins was in prison or had been taken down by the Arrow, the sooner Felicity could live a normal life without fear again.

Her pulse slowed down once she had made it to the safety of the basement. She sat down in front of her computers, placing the baby carrier with the peacefully sleeping Abby beside her, and went through last night's data. She listened to one session after the other, but the last one sent shivers of fear down her spine. Jonathan Collins spoke about her, her pregnancy and Abigail, about how he would kidnap her and what he would do to her. Her hands trembled as they glided across the keyboard, her eyes filled with tears. He had watched them for month, her and Abigail. He could have snatched her right off the street. The thought of Abby in the hands of this psychopath took her breath away. Keep breathing, Felicity, slow and deep, in and out, in and out..., she told herself.

She looked at her daughter and the image of her peacefully sleeping little princess calmed her down enough to be able to concentrate on her work again.

She switched off the recorded session and went through the narcotics prescriptions database. The last three prescriptions had all been filled at different pharmacies, but all were for the same thing – Tilidin. Felicity marked the location of the pharmacies. They were all close to the Glades, so he had to be around there somewhere. She compared the patient names and found that it was always one and the same – Simon Smoak. She froze – he knew that she was on his trail, that was a clear message to her.

Panic rose again inside her. She switched off the computer and called Oliver's number to tell him the news, but he didn't pick up. Damn, Felicity thought, the 10:30 meeting. A glance at her watch told her that it was eleven o'clock. The meeting had already started. She looked over at Abigail, who was just waking up.

"Hey, little princess, I think we should visit Daddy at the office, what do you say?"

Felicity packed her things and left the secret lair with Abigail.

On the way to her car she once again constantly looked around her. The man just had to be caught or she would go crazy.

Just as Felicity strapped Abigail into the back seat, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She flinched violently and turned around.

"Hello Felicity. I told you we would meet again."

She wanted to cry out, but something blocked her. He pushed her into the back seat with her daughter and went around to the driver seat.