Felicity rolled her eyes when she saw that it was Oliver who called her, again! He called just ten minutes ago. She told him she was leaving her mum's where she dropped off Liv and would be in the bunker in a bit but obviously it wasn't enough for him. "Two seconds, Oliver. I'm just across the road," she assured him without giving him a chance to at least say hello or try and make up an excuse.

"I wasn't checking," he muttered.

She chuckled and shook her head. "Sure, you weren't." She looked both ways to make sure that it's safe to cross the road. "Okay, see you in two seconds."

As she was in the middle of the road Felicity heard a screeching noise of the tyres. She turned her head slowly to her left and her eyes widened. She was frozen at the spot. She couldn't move. She knew she should but couldn't. There was nothing she could do.

While the car sped her way the only thing she could think about was that she would break her promise to Oliver. She wouldn't be seeing him anytime soon let alone in two seconds.

Just that last moment before the car hit her she recognized the driver and then everything went black.

He turned one side of his lips up in a cold half smile as he sped her way. She was going to pay for everything Oliver Queen did. It didn't matter that she wasn't the one who did it but he knew she's been helping him even though he didn't have any proof.

He watched her eyes widen in recognition just a second before the impact. He watched her fly through the air and hitting the ground. He didn't stop but he slowed down just to make sure through the outside mirror that he was successful.

When there was no sign of her getting up anytime soon – never if he had it his way – he sped off. He couldn't wait to hear about Felicity Smoak's accident on the news; there was no doubt she would make it to the evening news and it was going to be epic! He just knew it.

Oliver paced around the waiting room. It's been an hour since the ambulance brought Felicity to the hospital and he didn't hear a word about her condition. He understood they couldn't tell him anything because he wasn't her husband or even a fiancé but Donna had been in the same room as him and she didn't know anything either.

He looked out of the window with a sigh. He wandered back in his thoughts to when he found her little over an hour ago.

Oliver gave her exactly ten minutes – he counted every single second of them - from the moment she ended the phone call before he set out to search for her. The moment the elevator door opened on the top floor he heard wailing of siren and his heart skipped a beat. It took him couple of seconds to realize what could be – was – happening and set off running. When he saw lifeless Felicity lying on the ground in front of the building with crowd formed around her he knew there was no amount of time that would make him forgot this. It didn't matter if a day passed or thousand, he would never forget what he saw.

"Felicity Smoak's family?" the voice behind him pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Is she okay?" asked Donna as she jumped up from her seat.

The doctor, a woman in her late forties, smiled. "She is going to be. She has a concussion, bruised legs but she is going to make a full recovery. She might not remember what happened but it's completely normal. Or she might remember but it can take years. No one can tell when it comes to head injuries." She paused. "But there's nothing to worry about here, really. We will keep her here for a few days and if everything's okay we will let her go home."

"Can we see her?" asked Donna.

The doctor looked from Donna to Oliver and back. "One at the time."

Oliver glanced to Donna uncertainly. He didn't want to go first and not giving her a chance to have a say about it but he needed to make sure Felicity was ok.

Donna wiped the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand and smiled at him. "Go."

"Thank you!" He followed the doctor out of the waiting room, through the hallway and into Felicity's room.

"She's sleeping and she might be confused when she wakes up but it's normal. She went through a lot and you need to be patient." The older woman touched his upper arm gently.

His only answer was a nod. He couldn't talk, a lump formed in his throat when he saw her. She wasn't attached to any machine which was weird but he didn't question it. The doctors knew what they were doing and Felicity's chest was moving up and down so he knew she was breathing.

"I will leave you alone." She paused. "But please, not too long. She needs to rest."

"Of course," he mumbled and walked over to the bed on which Felicity lied. He pulled a chair as close as possible and held her hand. Oliver didn't talk, he wasn't sure what to say so he just sat there and silently prayed that she would wake up.

It could be five minutes later or five hours, he didn't know nor did he care, when his phone went off with an incoming call. He walked out of the room. "What is it John?" he asked his friend and found his way to the waiting room where he nodded to Donna. Felicity's mother jumped up and almost ran to the hall.

"Lyla's got him."

He sucked in a breath. "Where?"

"HQ. They aren't going to move him until you get here and have a," Digg chuckled, "chat."

"Thanks, John. I owe you one."

"Don't mention it. How's our girl?" his friend asked suddenly serious.

Oliver sighed. "The doctor said she's going to be fine. I just saw her, she looks...she looks fine but she didn't wake up yet," he whispered the last part, fear taking hold of him.

"She will wake up soon. Felicity is one of the strongest women I know," assured him John.

"Yeah, I know. Well, I will be there in twenty."

"See you then."

Oliver put his phone back into his pocket and was about to go and tell Donna that he had to go when he heard his name being called by familiar voice. He turned in the direction of the voice and saw Tommy almost running.

"How is Felicity?" he asked breathlessly when he reached him.

"She will be fine," assured him Oliver.

Tommy took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry, Ollie! When Laurel called and told me what happened and especially when she told me who's done it I had to come here. If I knew what Trevor was up to I would never introduce them." He shook his head. "I can't believe I didn't see it!"

Oliver put his palms on his best friend's shoulders. "It's not your fault. No one saw this coming."

Tommy shook his head, guilt clear in his eyes. "I should've."

"It's ok; he's going to pay for it. The most important thing is that she is going to be fine."

His best friend swallowed. "Is the other guy going to take care of him?" he whispered.

"What? Do you think he wouldn't deserve it?" asked Oliver, his chin stuck out challengingly.

Tommy shook his head. "No! He deserves whatever is coming his way but he has a child."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He doesn't see him often because the boy lives with his mother in Florida, but he is still his father."

Oliver wondered if Felicity knew about this but it didn't matter. "Don't worry; I'm not going to hurt him. But he is going to face justice," he assured him.

Oliver walked to the glass cell in which Lyla put Trevor and looked the other man straight into the eyes.

"Oh, Oliver Queen. What did I do to deserve a visit from the mayor alone?" asked Trevor.

"You know exactly why I'm here," said Oliver through clenched teeth.

"Oh, did she die? I'm sorry," he said but there was no regret in his voice just happiness.

Oliver felt sick. He met more than his share of evil people but the evilness of this one still surprised him. "No, you little piece of shit, lucky for you she didn't die. If she did you would have a different visit and believe me you wouldn't like it!" he assured him quietly.

"Shame," mused Trevor. "I hoped she would die so you could find out exactly how I felt when you killed my brother!" Trevor spat out.

"He probably deserved it, otherwise I wouldn't kill him."

Trevor shrugged. "Maybe. Maybe not. We will never know." His lips curled in a smile. "So...what are you going to do to me if you aren't going to kill me?"

Oliver took a step closer to the glass wall. "I'm going to put you in jail and you are going to rot in there! You are never going to see your son ever again as a free man. And if, by some miracle, you get out then I will find you and put an arrow through your heart." He paused. "No one hurts my family and gets away with it. No one!"

Oliver didn't wait for an answer. He just turned on his heel, walked away and didn't look back. Trevor wasn't worth it. Oliver had more pressing things to take care of; like picking up his daughter from Thea's and telling her that mummy was in a hospital. But he was happy he didn't have to tell her that her mother died because it would kill him.

"Ollie? What are you doing here?" Thea was clearly surprised to see him.

Oliver shrugged. "I came to pick up Liv. I'm taking her home."

His sister seemed sceptic. "Are you sure? Don't you want to leave her here and be with Felicity at the hospital?"

He didn't get a chance to answer because Liv came running with a grin on her lips. "Daddy!" she squealed.

He picked her up and smiled. "Hello pumpkin. Are you ready to go home?"

Liv frowned. "But auntie Thea said that I'm going to stay with her and Roy for the night." She looked over his shoulder expectantly and stiffened. "Where is mummy?"

"Sweetie," he breathed out. He really hoped they would have this conversation at home.

She squinted in his arms. "Where is mummy?" It sounded like a demand.

Oliver sighed and held her tighter as it was clear that she wanted to get free. "I will take you to see her tomorrow," he promised.

Liv shook her head and her eyes welled up with tears. "Where is she? Daddy, where is my mummy? I want my mummy!" She started to cry.

Oliver looked at his sister helplessly.

Thea shook her head. "She must have picked up the tension," she whispered.

"Shh, pumpkin, shh. Mummy is okay. We will go and see her tomorrow, I promise."

"No! I want to see her now! Where is she?" she shouted.

He was taken aback. She never shouted and he didn't know what to do.

"Ok, sweetie." He took a deep breath. "A very bad man hurt mummy and she is at hospital but she is okay. Grandma is with her and we will see her in the morning, okay?"

"No. Why can't we see her now?" Her voice wasn't much louder than a whisper now.

"It's late, pumpkin."

She hiccupped. "I want mummy. Please, take me to see mummy."

It was breaking Oliver's heart and he wasn't sure how much longer he could be telling no to his daughter. "I can't."

Liv started wailing. "I want mummy," she repeated.

"I know, baby, I know," he assured her sadly.

Oliver and Thea said their goodbyes and he strapped wailing Liv into her car seat. She cried for another twenty minutes before finally falling asleep. Oliver checked on her through the rear-view mirror. It wasn't fair that he had to be the one who told her. It wasn't fair that there was anything to tell at the first place. He hated this. He hated feeling helpless and he made a decision that he would never let them out of his sight ever again. He wasn't going to risk something like this happening again.

Felicity had the weirdest dream of her life. It felt so real and at the same time like a dream. At one moment she was talking to Oliver and at the next one she was lying on a strethcer in an ambulance. It didn't seem like something that could have happened in reality. People don't just jump from one thing to completely different one without going through the connection.

Felicity frowned a little when she felt someone putting something on her arm. She opened her eyes carefully, not wanting to wake up completely yet. She saw blurry unfamiliar figure.

"I'm just checking your blood pressure and pulse, Miss Smoak," assured her feminine voice.

Felicity was confused. What was going on? Was it still a dream? It didn't feel like it. She turned her head away from that woman and narrowed her eyes so her vision wouldn't be that blurry and she could focus on her surroundings.

It didn't take Felicity too long to figure out where she was. She spent so much time in a room like this, the last time it was with Liv. It was good to know that she was at a hospital but the question was which hospital. Actually, she had some more questions, needing answers. Why was she at the hospital? Did anybody know where she's been? What day was it? What time was it?

Felicity was overwhelmed by all these questions. She started crying, she just couldn't help it. What if nobody knew who she was so they couldn't let her mum know where she was? What about Liv and Oliver? And what about her? Was she ever going to see them again?

This chapter could be longer and it could have more of the emotional struggle of not knowing and not remembering but because it was based on my personal experience I couldn't write it for any longer. We might see some more of it in the next chapter but I had to leave it for know so I'm sorry if it doesn't look like it's finished.