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Note: I googled this about walkie talkies: Since you can only talk or listen at one time, you need to tell the other person(s) when you are done talking, so they can talk without cutting you off. That's why you usually say 'OVER' at the end of a sentence.


Will I be able to face him, when he wakes up? Will I be courageous enough to tell him that he's lost two people he loves? It's over.. It's all over…' was what went through Felicity's mind, as she felt a gut wrenching pain shoot through her heart.

As the seconds slowly passed, Felicity began to feel a numbness that choked at her. The feeling was so horrible. She knew that she couldn't be able to stand losing Digg. But what hurts her the most, was knowing what Oliver was going to feel, if she'd tell him that he lost his mother. That was a horrible feeling… a feeling that could drive him crazy, because knowing Oliver, he was going to blame himself for his mom's death…

After a few seconds, McLean walked out the door, planning to go to the nearest payphone, to warn the Police about the bomb. But Felicity abruptly got up, ran towards him and grabbed him by his arm.

"No. Don't call in the bomb threat. If you do, Oliver will lose two people he loves." Felicity whispered.

At that moment, Mclean was very concerned about Felicity. They all saw that she had a look in her eyes that was so scary… it was a look of pure desperation, mixed with determination and something else...

"But…" Mclean began, but she threw him a warning glare.

As a tear rolled down her cheek, Felicity's hand on McLean's arm tightened. "No, I will personally go to the Eiffel Tower with you and Soto, use my laptop to connect with the security system and guide you two to the third level to disarm the bomb."

As her words reached Mclean's ears, he threw his hands up in the air and immediately protested."No, Miss Smoak. That is a very bad idea! What if Soto and I fail? Huh? What if we can't disarm the bomb and we cannot get out in time? I am prepared to die, because being in a bomb squad for 20 years does that to you! We are ready for it; we are trained for it… Soto and I, we are both 45, we have lived our lives! But you? You are young and … I just cannot let you do this!" Mclean said, his voice raising.

"I am not asking for your permission! OK? Get that? I will do this! There is no other w…" Felicity began, but got cut off.

"You must be out of your mind! Do you even know what it's like to be in a dangerous situation? You must be kidding, Miss Smoak!" Soto growled.

Felicity was outraged, and at the end of her patience. "Do I look like I'm kidding? What the hell do you know about me? Huh? Of course I know what it's like to be in a very dangerous situation! To be in Oliver's team, I've encountered very dangerous people. I've almost gotten killed a bunch of times! So, of course I know! Don't you dare act like you know me! Just because I'm not buff and bad-ass like you three, doesn't mean that I don't have courage! It doesn't mean that you men can treat me like I'm a freaking porcelain doll!" she shouted, as her hands trembled, while throwing Soto a deadly glare.

"Yes, you were in those dangerous situations, but Oliver Queen saved you every single time! This time he wont be able to do that! Get that through your head, Miss Smoak!" Mclean said, as his eyes bored into hers.

"Yes, I know! I am gonna do this!" Felicity shouted.

"You are one hell of a stubborn woman, you know that?" Mac replied.

"I know! And we are gonna do this! Now!" she spat, her voice filled with determination.

As Soto watched and listened to Felicity, he saw that she wasn't backing down, and they were running out of time. But he wanted to try one last thing to convince her not to do this. So he stood up in her face, and asked." Miss Smoak, are you ready to die?"

As a tear rolled down her cheek, Felicity answered firmly." No, I am not ready to die. And I agree with all of what you guys said. I do… But I'd rather do this; take a huge risk with you guys, and put my life on the line, than be the one to tell Oliver that his dear friend and mother have been murdered."

At that, the three men weren't able to think of one single comeback.

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"OK, we have four walkie talkies." McLean said and gave Soto, Mac and Felicity each one.

"Will this work?" Mac asked.

"Yes, the mobile phone jammer doesn't affect the walkie talkies, only cellular phones." Felicity replied.

"Miss Smoak, you know the plan, right?" McLean asked, wanting to make sure.

She nodded, while swallowing a huge lump in her throat." Yes, I know the plan by heart. Come on, you guys. Let's go. We don't have much time." Felicity said, her voice shaky, but filled with determination.

"Let's do this!" McLean and Soto replied.

((()))

As Felicity sat in the car, her mind drifted off to Oliver. Before she walked out the front door, she went to see him in his bedroom. As she watched Oliver, her heart bled. She loved him so much and was determined to help save his loved ones. Felicity promised him that she wasn't planning on failing.

"I'll be back in no time. Promise." She whispered, and kissed him on the forehead.

As Felicity thought of Oliver, she felt a gut wrenching pain in her heart. She wished that he was awake, so she could tell him that she loved him. But on the other hand, she was glad that he wasn't conscious, because he would've tried to prevent her from helping to disarm the bomb.

"I can do it, Oliver. I can." She whispered, as Soto stopped the car near the Eiffel Tower.

~ 15 minutes later ~

As Oliver's eyes fluttered open, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He tried to sit up, but with no success. Where was he?

His throat felt so dry. When was the last time that he had a glass of water? He can't remember though. Oliver also had a splitting head ache, so he massaged his temples, attempting to let the pain fade a little.

'OK, let's try to think back.' He thought.

The last thing he remembered was being in the Louvre Museum… and the guards had caught him… No, they saw him lying on the floor, but before they were able to reach him, he saw two big men fight off the guards. Within a minute or two the museum guards were lying on the floor unconscious.

Oliver remembered one of the men say." Don't worry. We're here to help. We'll bring you to safety."

And after that, he lost consciousness… Safety. So Felicity must be nearby.

"Felicity! Mclean! Where are you?" he croaked, trying to shout but his voice didn't cooperate much.

Nobody answered him, so he tried once more." Felicity! Mclean!"

As he finally saw the door open, he waited in anticipation.

"Mr. Queen, you should not try to get up. Stay in bed." An older man said firmly.

Oliver shook his head, and asked." What the … Who are you? What the hell is going on? Where is Felicity? And McLean? If you don't tell me what the he…" Oliver threatened, as he attempted sitting up again, but the man cut him off.

"My name is Mac. I'm a very good friend of Mclean and am here to help you. So, listen to me carefully. You are in no condition to get up, OK? You are lucky to be alive right now. So shut up and listen." Mac said with a warning tone, as he held Oliver's shoulder.

"Listen to what?" Oliver asked, as he gritted his teeth.

He so wanted to kick this old man's butt, but he didn't have the strength to even get on his own feet, let alone fight the man. Plus Oliver was in real pain. And the man may be older than Oliver, but he was almost tall as a tree.

"Shhh! Listen." Mac replied.

Oliver sat quietly and heard a voice through a walkie talkie.

"OK, Soto and I have successfully reached the third floor. We will look for the bomb now. OVER." Oliver and Mac heard Mclean say.

"Be careful. OVER." Oliver heard Felicity say.

"We will. You haven't received any unexpected visitors, right? OVER."

"No, just me. And my laptop is still connected to the mainframe. No problems here. OVER." Felicity replied.

"OK, we are still looking for the bo… Oh, SHIT!" they heard McLean say.

"Did you find it? OVER." Felicity asked, her voice filled with concern.

"Mclean! Soto! Mclean, did you find it? OVER." Felicity asked once more, but McLean nor Soto answered her.

Mac was worried also, so he walked over to the walkie talkie and grabbed it.

"Soto! McLean! What's going on? OVER." Mac shouted.

He waited, but they didn't answer."Mac, I'm very worried. What should I do? OVER." Felicity asked, her voice trembling.

Mac cleared his throat, and then said." Get out of there, Miss Smaok. Now! OVER."

"What? I cannot get out now! I cannot leave them! Maybe they need my help! OVER." Felicity replied.

" Are you still sitting in your spot? GET THE HELL OUT! OVER." Mac shouted.

" Why are you yelling at Felicity? Where is she?" Oliver asked, as he finally was able to get up.

As Mac let out a deep breath, his eyes closed for a second. He then said." Miss Smoak is in the Eiffel Tower, helping Soto and McLean to disarm the bomb."

When those words reached Oliver's ears, he immediately felt nauseous, wanting to throw up, and wanting to hit Mac right in his face.

"What the fuck! Why did you let her do that? Are you all insane?" he shouted, as his whole body trembled.

"Mr. Queen…" Mac began, but Oliver cut him off.

"Give me the Goddamn walkie talkie. Now!" he shouted, as his hands clenched into fists.

Mac knew that Oliver was right. They never should have let her go into the Eiffel Tower.

" McLean! Soto! Come on, talk to me! OVER." Oliver heard Felicity say through the walkie talkie.

As Oliver heard her voice, his eyes welled up." Fe… Felicity. What the hell are you doing? OVER." He said.

When she heard Oliver's voice, Felicity gasped loudly. Then she said." Ol… Oliver. I- I'm s… sorry, but I couldn't let them d… die. OVER." Felicity whispered, as a sob escaped her lips.

"Miss Smoak, get out of the Tower, now! OVER." They all heard Soto say.

Mac grabbed the walkie talkie from Oliver and said." Soto, where the hell is McLean? OVER."

"There was a booby trap. He's bleeding out. OVER." Soto replied.

"Did you find the bomb? OVER." Felicity asked.

"Affirmative. And I can disarm it, but I cannot do this on my own. I need someone to help. OVER." They heard Soto say.

"Soto, get Miss Smoak and get the hell out of there, now! OVER." Mac shouted into the walkie talkie.

"Negative. I can't leave McLean behind. But Miss Smoak, you have to leave immediately. OVER." Soto replied.

When Felicity heard those words, she snapped. She didn't know why she reacted like that, and maybe she'll never find out. But it was like she wasn't in control of her actions anymore. It was the worst idea ever; she was too intelligent for such an idea. But at that second, Felicity left all logic behind. All Felicity could think of was that there was no one else but her. She had to help Soto…

"Soto, listen to me carefully. You know how I can be when I've set my mind on doing something. This is what I'm going to do: I will set off the fire alarm, so the employees of the Eiffel Tower will run to the exits. Then I will come up and help you disarm the bomb. And Oliver, I'm v-very, very sorry. OVER." They all heard Felicity say.

Mac, Soto and Oliver immediately told Felicity not to execute her plan, despite knowing that no one was going to be able to change her mind about it.

"Felicity. Please, don't do this. Please, don't." Oliver pleaded over and over again, but Felicity didn't reply any of them back.

At a certain point, it all became too much for Oliver. He had torn his stitches open and was bleeding again. Mac hastily helped him with the wound, as he cursed aloud…

~ 9 minutes later ~

"Soto, I've reached the third floor. OVER." They heard Felicity say.

"OK, walk through the hall, take a left turn and then a right. You'll see 3 doors; take the second one. OVER." Soto instructed, as he gritted his teeth.

'This woman is so freaking stubborn!' he thought.

As Felicity followed Soto's instructions, her heart pounded against her rib cage. She tried to act all fearless, but she was scared out of her mind!

Oliver listened as Soto talked to Felicity and blamed himself for letting her land in this awful situation. Felicity was kind, remarkable, amazing and all that was good in this world. He mentally scolded himself for letting all this get out of hand! He should have never dragged her into this mess. God! He hated himself for forcing her into this dangerous and very risky situation! She always felt obligated to do the right thing, even if it could kill her. He was safe and far away from the bomb, but Felicity was in danger of being killed by the explosion of the bomb.

What he would give to trade places with her at this moment. He'd give anything…

"When you've reached the second door, tell me. We don't want you to stumble upon the booby trap, Miss Smoak. OVER." Soto instructed, as he waited impatiently for her.

McLean wasn't doing well at all; his condition had worsened.

"OK, I see those three doors that you were talking about, Soto. OVER." They heard Felicity say.

Soto had explained to Felicity how she must get around the booby trap and was anxiously waiting for her to answer.

"Miss Smoak? Are you there? OVER." Soto said through the walkie talkie.

He waited a few more moments, but she still didn't answer.

Oliver was lying on the bed, and had his eyes closed, because the pain in his chest was killing him. But his concern rose, as they didn't hear her reply. After a few seconds, his eyes snapped open and again he sat up. "Mac, give the walkie talkie to me!" he growled, his eyes boring into the other man.

"Felicity. Felicity. Are you there? Answer me, please! OVER." Oliver asked, as his hands trembled heavily.

"My, my, my. Oliver Queen. Why on earth would you drag your beautiful IT-girl in this mess?" was what Oliver and the others heard Jasmine say through the walkie talkie.


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