A/N: Hey guys, I just wanted to give a big shout-out to WinterRain36 and highlander348 who suggested some of the ideas in this chapter. And also a big thank you to my beta rebekah99. I think this is the longer chapter I have written so far, so hope you all enjoy and please leave a review!
It was the high pitched shrill beeping noise that broke Felicity from her daze. A shiver of excitement and fear washed over her, as she realised what the noise signalled; Star Labs were calling. Taking a brief moment to compose herself, she quickly gestured for the others to crowd around the computers. This was it, this was the moment that could quite literally change her life. The next few seconds would decide her fate. Her fingers hovered momentarily over the mouse as a million unanswerable questions muddled her actions. It had been a week since Sara had sent a sample of her blood over for Star Labs to analyse, to find out how she had the mirakuru in her and what the effects were.
A comforting hand fell on top of hers, guiding her fingers down to accept the call; Oliver. The maze of questions cleared briefly and, in that one moment, all she saw was Oliver- it gave her the courage to face whatever horror or joy came next. The screen was lit up brightly by three faces, a smiling brunette introduced the others as Cisco and Barry and then herself as Caitlin. The startling gruffness of Oliver's voice abruptly ended the polite introductions, signalling the now weary-looking figures into explaining her results. But their grim faces gave away the news before she could even move her lips.
Caitlin nervously spoke, sympathy fuelling her words.
"I'm so sorry Felicity." The room fell silent for a second, no-one knowing what to say.
A loud bang erupted into the room, their eyes flicking to the source, watching in terror as the normally calm, collective hero flipped over a table in rage. Tears gathered in Felicity's eyes; this was too much, every strand of hope she had been clinging onto had frayed, revealing the raw truth at its core- she would always be a monster, a killer, she was everything her father wanted her to be, she had no control, no hope, nothing. The feeling of numbness spread in her legs, rendering them useless as they buckled under her weight. She sunk to the floor, barely noticing Oliver's arms cushioning her fall. His familiar scent engulfed her senses as she turning into his shoulder, away from the world. Her sobs echoed in the foundry, Felicity no longer cared who could hear, it didn't matter.
Moments passed, minutes tripping over themselves, time running away. Felicity couldn't really describe the feeling that passed over her, but it was like something had clicked. This was wrong, she thought. Why should she suffer any more because of her father? It was unfair, why did he have to define everything in her life? Her father only saw her as an experiment, a pawn in his game, but it was her life, why should she play his moves? No, the realisation struck Felicity hard; she couldn't escape his game so instead she had to win, she had to win to decide her own fate. But all this time she had been playing by his rules, following his instructions, but now it was about time that she made up her own rules. She would fight against it no matter what, Felicity didn't care about the consequences, they didn't matter and, whatever they were, she would gladly take them if it meant having a normal life, a life where she wasn't a prisoner to the foundry, where she wasn't living in fear of hurting anyone who came close; a life with Oliver. Felicity crawled out of Oliver's arms, wiping her sleeve across her cheeks, destroying any traces of her tear stained cheeks. When she spoke any hints of desperation were gone, a new determination taking their spot.
"What did the results say?"
Caitlin began to talk, passion lighting her eyes as she spoke of what she had run tests on. In any other circumstances, the baffled expressions on her teams faces, that Felicity had seen too many times when she babbled on about her computers, would have made her laugh, but not today. The harsh voice of The Arrow sounded through the room even without the modulator's help. Pausing after every word he breathed out through gritted teeth, his voice getting increasingly louder after each word.
"WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?" The team witnessed Caitlin physically gulp before Barry took over, braving Oliver.
"Umm.. It basically means that Felicity was born with the mirakuru in her, it's not like the other sample you sent us a year back, where the drug had latched onto the body cells. This... it's like instead of joining onto the cells where the bond can easily be broken with a simple cure, the mirakuru... it's become part of her cells. I'm guessing she must have been exposed to the drug prenatally, possibly via several injections. It's difficult to explain but, basically, the mirakuru has steadily spread throughout her, taking over every cell that has regenerated, thereby making it impossible to remove."
Cisco joined in, breaking the silence Barry's explanation had left the room in; "The drug has been sitting in your body, dormant for years. Your death decreased the activity in your body cells meaning that the mirakuru had the chance to dominate them without having to fight off any immunoglobulins, or antibodies as you may call them. So now technically you are more mirakuru than human which is pretty frickin' awesome by the way!"
No. Felicity shook her head violently, refusing to accept this, there has to be another way.
"What if..." she began to wonder aloud, allowing her mind to come up with a genius solution. She began following the motto she had taught herself when she was little- for every problem in life, there is always at least more than one solution, it's just about finding the right one. "What if we created a drug that countered the effects of the Mirakuru, or even if it was several drugs. It wouldn't be like a cure, it would just be different drugs powerful enough to counteract each and every enhanced power or affect the mirakuru has. It could be something that I would have to take regularly, it doesn't really matter, just something that would mean for at least a few hours each day I could go outside and live my life,'' Felicity babbled on, trying to figure out a way to make her theory real.
She faintly saw Cisco nodding from her peripheral vision as her fingers began to fly over the keyboards of the computer.
"I guess that's possible although it would have to be pretty strong and I doubt anything that strong would be safe but I'm up for trying."
Only Barry remained on the screen now, Cisco running off to brainstorm ideas whilst Caitlin scribbled frantically various numbers and letters that seemed gibberish to the team.
''I need you to write down and test every single affect the mirakuru has but you need to be very exact. Good luck, I really hope there's something we can do," he finished sincerely.
Felicity began to pace the room frantically, "First things first, my reflexes are heightened," she muttered to herself. Oliver watched in astonishment as she disappeared over to the training mats, only to return a second later. He barely had time to react as his bow was thrown at him from the over caffeinated girl babbling in front of him.
"Shoot me," she stated simply. Her words took him by surprise
"What? Absolutely not, Felicity," he replied immediately. The rest of the team shortly left the foundry, sensing another epic argument about to erupt.
"C'mon, I need to test my reflexes, Oliver. You heard what Barry said."
'"No, it's too dangerous."
"I need to be in a dangerous position to test my reflexes to the limit."
"No, you will get hurt!"
"Oliver I heal quickly, that's really not an issue."
"I said no."
"For God's sake, Oliver, man up!"
"Excuse me?"
"Stop treating me like I'm fragile!"
"I'm not, and that is not what this is about!"
"Well, then what is it?" The argument halted, the heated tension between them evening out.
"Felicity, I don't want to lose you again, I can't," he pleaded, his eyes turning desperate.
"You won't, Oliver, trust me."
"I'm sorry, but I just can't," he replied stormily, placing his bow down on the table and beginning to make his way towards the exit. Felicity ran after him, catching Oliver by his shoulder.
"Hey, what is this really about? Why won't you help me?" As soon as the words left her lips her mind put two and two together. "No, Oliver. You don't really think that when we figure out a way to prevent the mirakuru effecting me that I will leave, do you?"
It was the way the spark in his eyes dulled and the way his expression grew sombre that gave it away.
"Oliver, I would never leave you. I love you. I would never leave." Gasping, Felicity felt herself redden at her mind for letting those three words slip from her mouth. Quickly changing the subject, she brushed past the near awkward conversation; "So... ummm... will you help me?"
"You're going to hock me about this until I say yes, aren't you?" Oliver questioned, mentally cursing himself at letting the opportunity to tell Felicity how he felt slide by.
"I'm a hocker," Felicity giggled back.
Directing her back to the training mats, he notched an arrow, pulling back on the drawstring. Shaking the thoughts of something going wrong from his mind he let the arrow go. Felicity barely flinched as the arrow whizzed centimetres past her and sunk into the wall behind.
"You didn't even attempt to catch it? What were you thinking? Felicity, this is not a joke, you could have been seriously hurt!"
"Oliver, I knew you wouldn't be able to hit me, but if you want this to work then you need to aim for me. I can't catch something if it's nowhere near me!" Crossing her arms across her chest, Felicity matched Oliver's stare.
"Fine," he agreed sulkily, pretending to be frustrated at her, but Felicity caught a hint of a smile playing on the corner of his lips. Returning to their previous position, Oliver once again aimed an arrow at her. Closing his eyes, he felt the drawstring tighten,letting go of his senses until his vision was focused on her face.
"Wait!" Felicity's sudden outburst broke him from concentration, "We need a pulse monitor and I need to set up the computer cam so we can send this to Star Labs." Rushing forwards she returned to a perplexed Oliver a few seconds later. "Okay, I'm ready."
Oliver's eyes widened in astonishment as Felicity's hand reached out, easily catching the arrow before it hit her. Notching another arrow, he repeated his movements and, sure enough, she did the same thing. Quickly it became a game and Felicity found she could protect herself easily. He began shooting arrows faster, moving around the lair, ducking behind the cabinets and desks to throw her off, but, no matter what he did, every single time she caught it easily.
"Don't you dare say anything!" He half-growled, half-joked at a giggling Felicity.
"Your face, though! You look like I've grown a second head or something," she laughed, walking over towards him. Turning off the computer cam she spun around to face a still-bewildered Oliver.
Purposely walking past him, she brushed against him, stretching upwards on her tiptoes going in for a kiss. Teasing him, she quickly pulled away before their lips met and grabbed the bow out of his now slack hands.
"Hey! You did that on purpose!"
Felicity laughed, using the desk as a shield, "I'll give it back when you admit it!"
"No chance!" he scoffed, catching her eye, slowly etching closer and closer towards the desk. She retreated backwards suddenly as Oliver made a lunge for her across the desk. "Just admit that I'm better than you and I'll give it back," Felicity teased.
"Never!" he snarled, unable to hide the smile painting his lips.
"Fine, say good-bye to Sir Hiss!"
"Sir Hiss?"
"From Robin Hood! God, Oliver! He was the snake, remember?"
"What?"
"Sir Hiss was my favourite character- he's hilarious!"
"Are you comparing me to Robin Hood?" The confusion on Oliver's face was soon replaced with the beginning of a smile.
"Of course! I mean you both wear green and shoot a bow and arrow and, seriously, John is just a creepy coincidence. Please don't tell him I called him creepy, though I didn't mean it like that. Although I think Roy would be Will Scarlet because, hello! Have you seen him wearing anything other than red?"
Shaking his head Oliver crept forward slowly, using Felicity's distraction to his advantage.
"Who would be Maid Marion then?"
"Me, obviously, I want my knight in shining armour to rescue me or, rather, my hooded vigilante," she gasped, suddenly noticing how close Oliver had got.
"My?" He asked innocently, knowing it would make Felicity blush instantly.
"Well, I didn't mean it like I own you or anything..." Oliver broke off her ramble by leaping forward and snatching the bow out of her hands.
"Hey! Now you did that on purpose!" She narrowed her eyes at him jokingly, making a grab back for the bow which Oliver now held above his head. "Don't you dare use my smallness to your advantage, Oliver Jonas Queen!"
Just as Felicity reached upwards onto her tiptoes to reach for the bow, Oliver crashed his lips into hers, neither noticing the clatter of the bow on the ground. Pulling away gently, he held Felicity in his arms, resting his forehead against hers.
"Can we talk about that little slip up earlier? I know you think I didn't notice it but I did." The tension in the room suddenly shifted, creating a much more serious mood. Knowing Felicity would attempt to pull away, he tightened his arms around her. "No, don't apologise Felicity."
He placed another chaste kiss onto her lips and braved himself for the next words he was about to say.
"Felicity, there's something I need to tell you. I know you never cared about my playboy persona or let that affect anything but, even when I was with any of my past girlfriends, I was wrong. I remember telling Laurel that I loved her for the first time, but I was wrong. When I think back at the time I thought saying those three words was just something that came in a relationship, something that whoever I was with at the time wanted to hear. But it never occurred to me what those words might mean. And now with you, I have realised a lot about myself in the past few weeks but one thing I know for sure; I never really knew what love was until I met you Felicity. So, I love you too. Felicity I love you."
Tears began to spill over her cheeks at Oliver's words, their teasing long forgotten about.
"I love you too," she whispered, making their eyes meet blue against blue once again. Cupping his cheeks she took a moment to drink in his genuine smile, savouring the moment as a strong heat started to pool in her stomach. Cascading her lips into his, Felicity deepened the kiss immediately, the sudden need to be closer to Oliver, taking over. She could feel his hand exploring her, each touch leaving a fiery burn mark across her skin. Needing to be closer, she trailed her hands underneath his shirt, the ripple of his muscles tightening at her contact causing the pit of heat to spread. Desperation for more fuelled their kiss, their love for one another shining through. Felicity let out a small whimper as Oliver's trailing hand ran along the edge of her skirt, teasingly. The breath hitched in her throat as Oliver's hand travelled upwards leaving a tingling fire in its path. Letting go, she grabbed onto his shirt, pulling it upwards and over his head. Placing her palm over the scar tissue remains underneath his heart, she began pressing her lips to each and every mark on his skin, kissing away every painful memory, every moment he had faced the brink of death with fear of not returning. A muffled yelp escaped her lips as Oliver abruptly lifted her off the ground, backing her into the foundry wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist as they continued to kiss, oblivious to everything accept each other. Slowly unbuttoning her blouse, he asked her the silent question with pleading eyes. The second she nodded, he ripped the blouse away from her, his hands now exploring every inch of her. Guiding Felicity towards the cot in the corner of the foundrym Oliver almost dropped her at the sensation of Felicity rolling her hips into his. As he gently dropped her onto the bed he sunk on top of her, their bodies wielding into one. Placing a trail of kissing along her shoulderfoundry, he sucked on her neck, claiming it as his own before following upwards to claim her mouth once again. This was the moment they had been waiting for, the chance to show their love for one another. Oliver let the smile he was holding back form against Felicity's lips, he had never let himself go before, never let himself be this vulnerable with anyone before, not even himself but at that moment his feelings were impossible to hide. As they made love, Oliver knew that, that moment right then would change everything. It was that moment that something snapped inside of him, every fear his mind had dreamt up, every possible danger them being together could cause was gone. He no longer feared the commitment being with Felicity brought, didn't fear the danger it could put her in because he finally understood that they were in this together. As he lay there, his arms wrapped around Felicity's perfect body, he knew that an excitement replaced the fear. He was excited and happy and couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with Felicity if she would let him.
…
"What are you thinking about? You've got your worry face on." Oliver traced the crinkles on her forehead, evening them out. This would forever remain a perfect moment in his mind, both of them sprawled out over the foundry bed, their bodies entwined.
Squirming in his arms so that she was fully facing him, Felicity sighed.
"Those men at the mansion. I've just got a bad feeling, something wasn't quite right about them."
"You mean other than the fact that they were trying to kill us right?" Oliver joked back, trying to lighten the now-serious mood.
"It's just, my father is very powerful and he wouldn't waste his men breaking into the mansion like that, especially if he knew there was a chance I wasn't there," she expressed, as Oliver pulled her closer to his side for comfort.
"Maybe he hired them as mercenaries or he's not how you remembered him. There's a million possibilities Felicity, but it doesn't matter, they're gone now."
"Yeah, I suppose," she sighed once again, smiling at the perfectness of the situation, "What about you? I know your thinking face a mile off and, contrary to popular belief, that's never good. So what's got you so worked up?"
"I was wondering about what you said earlier and it got me thinking, when did you watch Robin Hood?"
"Hey!" Felicity jokingly slapped his arm. "Be serious!"
"Oh, I'm always serious with you," he joked back, pulling the blonde on top of his body and placing a playful kiss to her lips.
"If I tell you my Robin Hood story, will you tell me then?" She battered her lashes at him teasingly.
Smiling against the kiss he replied; "Oh no! Not another story!"
Faking annoyance she pulled away, "Hey, you love my stories Queen!"
"Yeah, you're right I do. I love them." He teased her, knocking her arms placed either side of him causing her to lose her balance and her body to fall back on top of his. Felicity responded by punching his arm at the clear teasing.
After placing another quick kiss to his lips she spoke.
"Remember when I told you about the times I tried to run away when I was younger?" Smiling at his nod, she continued, "One of my first few escapes, I remember just running blind, I think I was about six at the time, and somehow I ended up outside a cinema. I admit it probably wasn't one of my brightest moments, but being a six year old instead of being sensible and trying to find the nearest police station, I snuck in an abandoned side entrance of the cinema and managed to get into one of the screenings. I was so transfixed at the time. I had never seen a film, or even TV beforel so I barely noticed his men coming up behind me. I had managed to watch the majority of the film which before, as you can guess, was Robin Hood. But I still don't know now whether it was the best thing to happen to me or the biggest mistake I could have made. When I was taken back, the memories kept looping in my head for months after, there were so many tiny things that I never even considered. Seeing other children with their parents, laughing and chatting, even just a simple hug or touch got to me. Before, I had never known that things could be so different and, from that moment on, I hated how my life had turned out, I wanted to be like everyone else. But it was the film that struck me the most, I was only a kid so I didn't understand it was all made up but I held onto the hope that someone would rescue me for years, like Robin rescued all those people from Prince John. If I'm honest it was all I had to hold onto, as kid I managed to convince myself that the hero Robin Hood would be the one to save me. Even after all those years of no-one coming, I still believed it. When I escaped, though, I knew that I was so stupid for believing that a hero would want to save me. But then the weirdest thing happened, some green hooded vigilante holding a bow and arrow came and rescued me from that building. I thought I had officially lost it and dreamt the whole thing up but then he saved me again from those men in the glades and I just could not believe my eyes. You saved me, you were my hero and, even now, a small part of me still believes none of this is real."
Glancing towards his face to see the reaction of emotions in his eyes, Felicity certainly did not expect to see tears brimming the edges.
"I love you so much, you know that right?" Oliver tucked a stray lock of golden hair behind her ear, the look of adoration on his face unable to stay hidden.
"I know," Felicity gestured towards him, a huge grin spread across her face at seeing this side of Oliver for the first time, "It's your turn now."
"It's Thea. I'm worried about her. Ever since the night at the mansion when she saw me kill the attacker, she's been different. I keep trying to talk to her about it, but every time she just brushes me off. I tried blocking her from leaving once and I caught a glint of fear flash in her eyes before she pushed me out the way."
"What about your mom? Can't she talk to her?" Felicity squeezed his arm, trying to bring some comfort to him.
"Ahh my mother. She's not exactly the type for a heart to heart and to be honest I think that's good, I don't know what I would do if Thea told her what really happened. I don't think she would be too pleased finding out her son is a killer. Walter is still in Japan and Thea would be mad if I talked to Roy about it, so I don't know what to do."
"One, don't you ever call yourself a killer again and two, why don't I just talk to her, I mean she's my best friend and I know what happened."
"No way! It's far too dangerous, you have been confined to the foundry for a reason. I don't want your father to find you, it's too risky and someone will see you."
"Oliver please, I can stick a jumper over my head and put the hood up. Dig can drive me right to the front door and away again, I'll be with someone constantly. Please let me do this, after all, this all happened because of me and I really miss having Thea around." She pleaded with him, putting on her best puppy dog eyes.
"That's not fair, you know I can never say no to you. But I'm not happy with this and you are to stay by Dig at all times ok?"
"Yes! Thank you!" Felicity pressed a lazy kiss to his lips before jumping up from the cot and grabbing her clothes. "This is going to be great!"
…
As the car pulled up at the Queen mansion, Felicity turned suddenly at Dig's cursing. "There's been an alert for one of your traces at the foundry, I need to go. Okay, I would try and persuade you to come back with me but, judging by the expression on your face, that's not going to work. So, if I give you my phone will you text Oliver whenever you want me to pick you up?"
Felicity nodded enthusiastically, "I promise,"
"The second you are done?" Felicity agreed, meeting Dig's concerned gaze.
"Okay, I have placed extra guards around the house and told them to be extra alert tonight so if anything goes wrong just make one sound and they will come running, okay?"
"Thanks Dig, I owe you," Leaning forward, Felicity placed a brief kiss on the side of his cheek before jumping out of the car and heading towards the mansion. Pausing to wave good-bye to Dig, she desperately tried to calm her nerves before being ushered in by a welcoming Raisa. Pausing briefly outside Thea's room, she began to knock gently.
"'Licity?" Thea's brown hair bobbed as she pulled back the door. Before Felicity could even open her mouth, small arms enveloped her. "I'm so glad you are okay," the brunette smiled into her shoulder.
Pulling away, Felicity followed Thea back into her room, taking in the familiar feminine colours painted across the walls. "I'm guessing Ollie sent you."
"To be fair, I offered," Felicity smiled back, "I missed you."
"Same here, blondie," Felicity laughed, noticing the similarity between her and Roy immediately.
"So are you going to tell what it is that's got you all mopey?" Felicity gently nudged Thea's shoulder as they sunk into the giant purple couch.
"I'm sure he has told you what happened," noting Felicity's quick nod she continued, 'I saw it in his eyes. Oliver just killed the man, it was like he had no remorse, and he didn't even flinch. And it scared me so much, he's a killer, how is my own brother a killer, I could tell he has done it before, it just came so naturally like it was second nature to him.' A couple of tears ran down her face as she brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them in comfort.
'Hey, it's ok' Felicity immediately reacted, pushing Thea's knees downward and wrapping her in a hug. 'If I can tell you one thing it's that Oliver is not a killer, he's a survivor. I know he hasn't told you much about the Island but just think about it for a second. What do you think he ate there?'
The question took Thea by surprise, 'umm meat, or berries I guess, I don't know?'
'Meat?' Felicity prompted for more.
'Yeah, some of the animals on the island and fish maybe.' Confused at what Felicity was getting at Thea raised an eyebrow at her.
'And what did he have to do to eat them?' Felicity asked gently.
'Huh, He killed them.' Thea stated before gasping, realising Felicity's point.
'He told me that to survive he had to kill at least twice a day. Oliver told me he hated it at first, he couldn't help apologising at every animal he took its life from, until one day it became second nature and he didn't even think about it anymore. But does that make him a killer? No. It makes him a survivor. Oliver said that when he first came back, you saw his scars.' Thea nodded briefly, tears once again filling her eyes at the thought of her brother's pain. 'I know you probably have loads of horrific theories about how he got them but if you think about it, every one of those theories involves someone else on that island with him, doesn't it? And do you really think they would have just let him go?' Thea looked up, realising what Felicity was implying. 'I told you before, he's a survivor, and Oliver did what he had to do. To survive.'
'I never thought of it like that' Thea spoke, her moth slightly agape at the realisation, although she had imagined what her brother had been through on the island, she had never truly thought about what it actually meant.
'So when Oliver saw someone with a knife against his little sister's throat, do you really think he thought twice about what he did? No, he just reacted, someone he loved was in danger and he did what he had to do to protect them; he's a survivor not a killer.' Felicity expected Thea to cry or to shout or to tell her to leave but what she didn't expect was her to throw her arms around her, thanking her.
Pulling back, Thea wiped away the stray tears and mouthed yet another thank you at Felicity. 'Right, enough crying now. We are going to have fun now and forget about it all ok?'
Felicity laughed at Thea's sudden change in mood, 'Disney sleepover and popcorn?'
'I think I'm going to need something much stronger with everything that is going on' Thea laughed catching Felicity's eye.
'What do you mean?' Felicity asked innocently.
'Let's just say I hope you're not an angry drunk!'
'I have never been drunk before actually.' Felicity admitted.
'WHAT?!' The sudden loudness of Thea's voice made Felicity jump but she just simply shrugged. 'Right that settles it. We are going to get you wasted. Although I wouldn't tell Ollie if I were you!'
Felicity watched in amazement as Thea left the room only to return a minute later juggling several wine bottles including one very strong looking bottle of vodka. Raising her eyebrows and smiling at Thea's determination to carry every bottle, Felicity extracted a few from the girl before she dropped them all.
…
It was after about an hour when Felicity looked around the room, still laughing hysterically at Thea's imitation of Oliver, that she realised just how much they had drunk. Thea stood up, gripping onto the sofa for support, 'Wow ok, definitely past my limit, the room is spinning.' Jumping up in concern Felicity started to guide her queasy looking friend to the bathroom but Thea just shrugged her off, 'Hey, I am well known for holding my liquor thank you very much. Hey why aren't you drunk?'
Felicity caught her again as she violently swayed to the side. 'I don't know, I don't feel any different. Actually I feel exactly the same.'
'What? How's that possible? I need you to be drunk with me Lis!' Thea started muttering under her breath again but Felicity couldn't make out her slurred words. Still unsure of what Thea was trying to say, she steadied her friend as she staggered towards the door determinedly. A thought crossed Felicity's mind, as she tried to figure out why she wasn't affected by the alcohol; maybe it had something to do with the mirakuru? Shaking her head from her thoughts, her attention was dragged to Thea who was looking around the room calling out, 'Oliver where are you?'
Catching Thea's arm, Felicity spoke to her softly, trying to understand what her friend wanted. 'Hey Thea, what are you doing? Why are you looking for Oliver?'
'I want to see Ollie. I need to tell him I'm sowry. Sowrry. Sorry' Felicity just shook her head, smiling as Thea burst out laughing.
'Fine, but he's at the club. I'll call Dig now.' Excitement rose through her, although Thea may be drunk, she wanted to make up with Oliver. Felicity had seen many people drunk before, usually men staggering out of bars late at night but she had never had to care for one before, so actually a trip to see Oliver couldn't hurt. 'Huh that's strange', she muttered under her breath; the phone Dig gave her kept coming up with an error message saying phone out of service. Sighing in frustration, she turned around and retrieve Thea's phone from the floor but strangely the same message appeared. That can't be a coincidence, the thought immediately sent an adrenaline surge through Felicity's body; something was wrong. Noticing Thea had disappeared, she ran out into the hallway to catch up with her.
'Its fine Lissy we can just get my driver to take us' Thea beamed, like she had just solved every problem in the world.
'Fine' Felicity agreed, she didn't know what was going on but she knew that they needed to get to Oliver as quickly as possible. Pulling up her hood so that her face was in the shadows, she followed Thea out into the driveway and climbed into the car behind her. Leaning backwards against the soft luxury of the leather, Felicity felt herself relax. That was her first mistake. She jumped at the abrupt noise of the doors locking shut. Raising her eyebrows in question at the driver, he quickly explained that it was for security reasons. Nodding in understanding, was Felicity's second mistake. Noticing Thea sprawled out across the seat next to her in a deep slumber should have sent Felicity on high panic mode, but it didn't. That was her third mistake. Glancing out of the window, she wondered how long it would take to get to the club, surely they should be there by now? Barely glancing from the two phones in her hand that still proved to be useless, she asked the driver why it was taking so long.
'It's just traffic Miss Smoak, nothing to worry about.' He replied darkly. Felicity glanced upwards, a small shot of panic startling her, at the realisation that the driver knew who she was. Meeting his stony eyes in the rear mirror she gasped, immediately recognising the cold, empty look she had seen one to many times. Undoing her seat belt, Felicity struggled with the locked doors, throwing all of her force into her kicks at the glass. The car dragged to a halt and suddenly icy hands were upon her. Struggling against his grip, she threw every defence move she had learnt and every attack that Dig had taught her, but in the confined space they weren't doing much good. A sick smile filled her vision as a small prick cut into her neck followed by the sensation of a cool liquid flowing through her. Her body turned limp, her arms becoming a dead weight and any remaining energy in her was drained until she could barely support her own head. As the world turned black, her last thought drifted back to Oliver.
A/N: So what did you guys think? Is it Felicity's dad that kidnapped them or someone else? Please leave a review or suggestions for what other scenes or anything you want to see written :) Thank you for all your support :)