A/N- Hello everyone, I want to apologize. I know I said it wouldn't take me long to update and I didn't live up to that. I'm not really sure what happened, I've just been finding it very difficult to find the inspiration to finish up this particular portion of the story. I'm really hoping that the inspiration comes back because I really do enjoy it and want to see it through to the end. Plus I already have an entire chapter written up that I need to use, it just comes after all the action is resolved. I will do my best to have the next few chapter up as soon as they're completed. I hope you all understand and will continue to follow along with this piece. In the mean time I have started another Olicity story, it's titled "The Pros and Cons of a Cubicle" Inspiration for that one seems to be flowing more regularly so I'll be updating that one soon as well. I'd love to get some opinions on it if any of you would care to give it a read. Thanks to all of you!

Here goes nothing part two


Beck peered around the door frame as it crept open, he closed his eyes briefly hoping that no one had heard it. Once satisfied that he was still safe Beck cautiously entered and was met with a long hallway. Like the night sky outside, the hallway was very dark. The only light sources were a few bulbs flickering further down, Beck raised his weapon and kept his head on a swivel as he advanced. Both walls were lined with doors that Beck assumed lead to holding cells, many of them were closed but he came across a few open ones and examined the rooms on the other side. It was obvious the place had been abandoned, before The Count moved in anyway, beds were overturned and some of the sinks and toilets had been smashed. In one room the door had been blown off its hinges and laid flat on the floor, Beck wasn't sure what had happened here, but he was sure it couldn't have been good.

As he neared the end of the hallway beck wiped some dust from the small window in the door and looked through, he was confused, he hadn't encountered a single guard after entering the building. The room on the other side appeared to be the main entrance. Looking from left to right Beck could see staircases on either side of him and in the middle of the room was a large desk with a sign hanging over it. Beck couldn't read the sign from behind but he assumed it was the visitors registration or something of the sort, he drew in a deep breath as he scanned one last time for guards and let it out as he carefully pushed the door in front of him open.

Beck was met with a wave of dust and a horrible smell as he entered the room, he held his nose with one hand and scanned the room with his side arm using the other. "I'm betting that smell has something to do with the Vertigo," Beck thought to himself as he stepped behind the desk. There was still a computer sitting there and somehow it appeared to be untouched.

"Check to see if that still works," Felicity requested. "Maybe I can do something with it."

Beck hesitantly struck a few keys on the keyboard to see if he could turn it on but no luck. "Nothing, sorry Miss Felicity."

"That's ok." Felicity replied. "Keep moving forward, I'll guide you the best I can but this thermal vision only goes so far. This rain really isn't helping matters."

"Understood," Beck whispered. "This place almost seems deserted-wait, I can hear something. It sounds like their operation is running from upstairs, according to the sign gen pop is on the second floor. I'll head in that direction."

"Ok I think I've got something, yeah I'm getting some heat signatures, a lot of them. Let me just put a marker on you and, ok! I've got your back."

"Thank you ma'am, going silent."

Felicity prepared to direct Beck as he advanced. "Ok I've downloaded the building's floor plan, looks like the gen pop is the large room in the center and there are hallways on all four sides. Judging from these heat signatures it looks like several guards are patrolling in a pattern. When you get to the top of the stairs be careful, a guy is gonna walk down the hallway to your right. I can't tell what direction he's gonna take yet though."

Beck reached the top step, kneeled down and peered around the corner. Felicity was right, seconds later two masked men walked to where the hallways met. They stopped a moment and peered down the hall towards Beck who immediately retreated and hid in the stairwell. The guards silently but cautiously approached the top of the stairs and looked around. Beck prayed they wouldn't decide to come down and to his relief his prayer was answered. Once they were satisfied that all was well the men went back to their conversation and continued in the direction they'd been going.

"That was two guards ma'am," Beck whispered into his mic.

"Sorry, like I said with all this crappy weather Karen is not at her best."

"Karen?" Thea asked.

"My satellite, I named her after an actress who starred in my favorite show. Karen Gillian."

"I know her!" Thea exclaimed. "What show?"

"The only one that matters," Felicity replied and chuckled.

"No way!" Thea exclaimed. "You're a Doctor Who fan aren't you?"

"Absolutely!" Felicity chirped.

"That's so freakin cool! I knew there was a reason I liked you," the younger woman joked.

"Ladies!" Beck whispered harshly. "Sorry to interrupt your fangirling but now is not the time!"

"Oh crap sorry! Beck you're good, go!" Felicity instructed once the guards had passed. "Looks like the next rotation will be there shortly, I'll let you know when they get closer." Beck began checking rooms, more abandoned cells, the janitor's closet, he wasn't finding any sigh of Oliver or John.

Beck advanced down the hall and began checking rooms but continued to come up empty handed.

"Those guards are about to come around the corner, hide!" Felicity suddenly ordered.

Beck dove through an open door and hunkered down, he waited patiently as the guards passed. Once they had Beck leaned out and checked to see if the coast was clear, he waited for the guards to round the corner before proceeding. Beck continued down the hall until he was at the last room, he sighed when he found it to also be empt, he was beginning to fear the worst but Felicity suddenly spoke up.

"Beck, turn the corner and go about half way down that hall, there's a group of three heat signatures that aren't moving at all. That could be where they're holding Oliver and John!"

Beck hurried in that direction, he stopped a few doors down and slipped into one of the open rooms. Beck peered around the door frame to observe the guard that stood in front of the door.

From the van Felicity zoomed the camera in on the mercenary. "Man those guys are creepy."

"Look at that mask," Thea shuttered. "It's like a skull that's been melted." Felicity nodded in agreement as she stared at her screen.

"I can take him down," Beck stated.

"Hold on," Felicity interrupted. She zoomed in a bit more and noticed a laniard hanging around the man's neck. "There, that's gotta be a key or key card or something. After you nock him out take that and it'll probably open the door.

Beck acknowledged and slowly stepped out of the room towards the guard, the man suddenly turned his back to Beck, pulled his mask up and produced his cell phone from his pocket. Beck took advantage and quickly snuck up behind him. The guard didn't stand a chance, the moment Beck was close enough he put the other man in a choke hold and it was lights out.

"Yeah that's what you get for texting and guarding!" Felicity cried out over the coms. Beck could hear Thea bust out laughing and he smiled briefly before getting refocused. Beck reached down and quickly removed the card from around the guards neck, he looked up and sure enough there was another electronic lock. "Ok here we go," Beck whispered as he reached up and slid the card through the reader. The lock beeped a few times before the indicator light turned green and the deadbolt clicked. Beck took one more look around before quickly pushing the door open and dragging the unconscious guard inside, the sight he was greeted with next shook him to the bone.


"Oh my God!" Felicity gasped as she took in the scene on her monitor, her moment of joy at the site of Oliver was cut short by the scene that lay before her. Yes they had found Oliver, he was sitting on the floor in the middle of the room with his face buried in his hands, they were covered in blood. Oliver was cradling an unconscious person's head in his lap, or at least Felicity hoped they were unconscious. On top of all that, there was no John. After a moment Oliver looked up and scowled.

"It's ok!" Beck's hand shot into frame. "Miss Felicity sent me, I'm a friend. My name is Beck." Oliver's expression softened at the mention of Felicity's name but it quickly hardened again.

"Where is Felicity? Is she safe?"

"She's fine, your sister too."

"How did she find me? How did she know to send you here?"

"That's not important right now, I'm here to get you home safe." Becks attention returned to the motionless person Oliver had been looking after, "…Is he…" Beck asked gesturing to the body.

Oliver's face went blank as he looked back down, he nodded, "Yeah.."

"Who was he?" Felicity asked. Beck repeated the question to Oliver.

"He was… a bad person…but he didn't deserve this," Oliver answered.

Beck took a few steps more and knelt down next to Oliver, as he did he pulled out a flashlight and pointed it at the body. Felicity' hands shot up to cover her mouth when the light reached the face.

"Isn't tha-" Thea began to ask.

"Lonnie Machin!" Felicity cut her off. "He, tried to kill me." A single tear welled up in Felicity's eye.

Thea placed a hand on Felicity's shoulder, "It's ok Felicity I'm right here."

Felicity could feel her stomach turning, once again she was face to face with the man who had attempted to murder her in cold blood. It brought back all the fear she had felt in that moment and for second she thought she might be sick, instead she managed to keep her composure. Felicity took a deep breath and regained her focus, right now she had more important things to worry about. "Beck how's Oliver? Is he hurt?"

Beck was staring down at the lifeless body, This was the piece of trash that had somehow managed to elude all of the security measures he and Dig had set up that night. Machin had slipped through his grasp so easily, how couldn't Beck have know that guy at the door was just a distraction? How could he let this monster evade him and get an opportunity to put a bullet into his boss, and friend. He had failed her, Beck had failed Felicity.

"Beck," Felicity interrupted.

"Sorry ma'am," Beck adjusted his view. "He seems ok," Beck looked Oliver over, "Are you hurt?"

Thea's eyes were glued to the screen, she had gone far too long without knowing her brother's condition. Oliver had a black eye and she could pick out several more bruises. It was obvious he'd been beaten, but he seemed to be relatively ok otherwise.

"Nothing I can't survive."

"Felicity stared at Oliver's damaged face through the monitor, "Oh Oliver." Felicity felt a wave of guilt wash over her, he had done so much for her in just the short time they had known each other. Now look at him, bloodied and bruised, hurt and scarred both physically and emotionally. Felicity couldn't help but think, "Am I really worth all of this?" She tried to dismiss the thought, This wasn't a time to wallow in guilt and self doubt. Felicity tried instead to focus on the positive feelings Oliver brought out of her, the admiration, the security, the hope. Over these past couple of months Oliver had given Felicity a gift she hadn't even known she'd been lacking, he made her feel safe. Now it was Felicity's turn to do the same for him. "Beck get him out of their, bring him back to us."

"Understood," Beck rose to his feet. "Oliver, it's time to go. You have two very beautiful but very anxious women waiting for you outside, don't want to keep them waiting…Oliver… ?"

Oliver remained seated and stared down at the expressionless face of the boy laying in his lap. Felicity and Thea watched nervously as Beck urged him to move but Oliver made no effort to respond. "What is he doing?" Thea questioned. "Why is he not getting up?"

"I don't know," Felicity responded. The women watched on as Beck knelt back down and tried to get Oliver's attention. "Mr. Queen, what's the matter?"

"What about him?" Oliver asked not lifting his gaze.

"What about him?" Thea exclaimed. "He's a drug dealer and a killer! What about him Oliver?" Thea was baffled.

This time it was Felicity who offered a comforting hand, "shh, it's alright. Try to stay calm," she urged even though Oliver's words had also peaked her curiosity.

"I know he was a bad person. I haven't forgotten what he's done, I never will…but he didn't deserve to die, not like this. We can't just leave him here."

Beck cautiously reached out and placed a hand on the other man's shoulder, "Mr. Quee-Oliver, that's very admirable. However we really don't have the time or the skill to get ourselves out of here while lugging a dead body around."

Oliver looked up at Beck and frowned, "Do you know what it's like to watch someone get shot right in front of you? To watch them die, right in front of you?"

"Actually, yes I do," Beck sighed. I was a soldier, deployed alongside John Diggle in Afghanistan. I've seen my fair share of death. No matter the reasoning behind it, Taking a life can never truly be justified. I agree with you, nobody deserves to die, but Lonnie is already gone. We're still here, and if we're gonna get ourselves out of here and be around to help put the son of a bitch That killed him behind bars we can't have any dead weight dragging us down."

Oliver didn't answer, but nodded in understanding before carefully setting Lonnie's head down and rising to his feet. "Ok, tell me what to do."

"Alright, we've got Miss Felicity watching our backs. Hopefully the Smoak Tech satellite will be able to keep us aware of the enemy's location. If we play our cards right we just might be able to get out of here without any more confrontation."

"Felicity's here?" Oliver's eyes widened. "The reason I came here in the first place was to keep her away from the count!"

"Did you not here me earlier?"Beck sighed. "You know her Oliver, she's not one to leave a friend behind, especially not you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Oliver was confused.

"Isn't it obvious, she cares about you. Miss Felicity really cares about you."Oliver's mouth opened but he couldn't find the words so Beck continued. "How would you feel if you found someone like that and they suddenly ran off to face certain death? What did you think was going to happen?"

"I-I don't know…you said she's watching us, can she see me right now?"

"Yes, Ms. Felicity gave me a camera so she could track our progress." Beck gestured to the small camera pinned to his shirt.

"Is there anyway for me to see her?" Oliver asked.

"No, but you can speak with her if you'd like." Beck pulled the earpiece out of his ear and handed it to Oliver. "Just make it fast, we've got to get moving." Beck also carefully removed the camera and placed it in Olivers hand.

Oliver took the earpiece and placed it in his ear, "Hello? Felicity?"

"Ollie Ollie Ollie oh my God Ollie!" Thea's voice screamed in his ear.

Oliver reeled from the noise, "Speedy, Speedy is that you?"

"Yes big brother I'm here! Are you ok? I mean I Know you're not ok but still, are you ok?"

"Thea calm down I'm fine." Oliver looked over at Beck who was standing guard. "You let my sister come here?"

Beck threw his hands up in surrender, "Don't look at me."

"Tilt the camera so we can see your face better!" Thea ordered.

"Uh, ok." Oliver tried to do as instructed but it was awkward without knowing what the camera was seeing. "There is that better?"

"Yes, I mean no! You don't look fine, oh my poor big brother!" Forgetting that he could be seen Oliver sighed and rolled his eyes. "Hey don't you get an attitude with me big man. I'm sorry if I care about whether or not you make it out of this alive!"

"I care about that too," another familiar voice echoed in the background.

"I swear when this is all over I'm gonna punch you so hard for scaring me like this!" Thea exclaimed.

"Speedy I'm sorry. I'm going to make it out of this just fine ok? I'm going to come back to you. I love you, now may I please speak to Felicity?"

"I love you too,"Thea answered as she fought back tears. "Ok here's your girlfriend," she let out a small giggle.

"Felicity?"

"Hi, sorry figured I should let your sister speak first."

"That was probably smart," Oliver chuckled. "How are you? I mean, are you ok?"

"Who me? Oh yeah I'm doing great, just stellar." Oliver could detect the hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question? You're hurt, is it bad?"

"Like I said I'm fine, having the two of you in my ear helps a little." Although it hurt to do so Oliver put on a smile for the camera, a silence fell over the comslink.

"Oliver? Oliver can you hear m-"

"You shouldn't be here Felicity,"Olivers face suddenly got serious.

Felicity took in a deep breath and let it out, "You heard what Beck said didn't you?"

Oliver's eyes opened a bit wider, "…is it, is it true?"

Felicity stared at the face on her monitor, her eyes locked with Olivers and refused to let go. With out even trying Felicity's head began to nod up and down.

"He can't see you smoaky," Thea reminded and tapped Felicity's shoulder.

"Oh frak right, sorry." Felicity took another deep breath and mustered all her courage, it took her another moment but she finally found the words. "How about you get your crazy butt outa there and come find out."

A big grin stretched across Oliver's face. "Yes ma'am."

"Oliver we have to go , now." Beck called.

"Ok I have to go."

"Oliver wait!" Felicity pleaded.

"Yeah?"

"Will you make me the same promise you made Thea? Come back to me? I don't want to lose my best employee after all."

"I promise," Oliver replied without hesitation.

"Good, now go. I've got you covered."

At his request Oliver returned the earpiece and camera to beck. "Ok, let's do this."

"We have to be smart about this, you need a minute to collect yourself?"

"No I'm fine, let's go."

"Alright. Oliver before we move I need to ask you, is John here? Do you know where he's being held?"

"No, I'm sorry. I never got a chance to look for him but I did overhear a couple of The Counts men talking, if they're to be believed then I don't think John's here at all."

Beck nodded in understanding, he sighed before cautiously nudging the door open and looking outside, the coast was clear.

Back in the van both Thea and Felicity's eyes were glued to the monitors. The were both panicking inside but for the sake of the men they were looking after and their own both decided not to show it. "Ok you're safe for now Beck, go back the way you came,"Felicity instructed.

"Understood"


It seemed like an eternity passed while Beck and Oliver made their way back down stairs. Now that they'd established the safest route around the guards the return trip had gone quick and smoothly. All that was left now was to get down the rear hallway from the lobby and out the door Beck had used earlier to get in.

"You guys are almost home free, I still don't see any guards on that level. Looks like your clear to exit." Felicity zoomed out to get a better view.

"Oh hurry!" Thea pleaded as she watched over Felicity's shoulder.

"Alright were on our-wait I hear something, what's going on out there?"

"Beck what are you talking about we don't hear anything." Just as Felicity finished her sentence she heard the noise approaching from the distance. "Sirens…sirens? Oh frak!"

"Sirens, that means cops right? That's not a good thing?" Thea was confused.

"Don't you remember what John said in the video? If the count or his men found any signs of cops things would get violent. This is bad." Felicity explained.

"But Beck and Ollie are almost outside, they can make it easy can't they?"

"Let's hope so." Felicity turned back to her monitor and resumed typing. "Beck you guys need to go now, like right now. The SCPD is here."

"They couldn't have come at a worse time, how did they find us?"

"I don't know but The Count's mercs must have heard them too, the entire place is already mobilized. If you don't hurry your escape route's gonna get cut off."

"Understood."

Through the body cam, Felicity saw Beck gesture to Oliver and the two men hurried to the far end of the lobby. Beck lead him through the door and down the hall, both women were on the edge of their seats.

Thea reached out to Felicity and clasped her hand, "Come on Beck, come on Ollie!" both Thea and Felicity we're on the verge of tears, they strained to hear the coms over the approaching sirens. Oliver and Beck were approaching the door, they were almost there. Becks hand came into view and reached for the doorknob when suddenly the feed cut out of know where.

"Felicity wha-what happened?" Thea asked fearfully.

"I don't know, Beck? Beck can you hear me?" static was the only reply. "No, no no no no no no oh no! Come on not now!" Felicity's fingers flew at a million miles an hour as she made attempt after desperate attempt to reestablish communication. "Beck, Beck please can you hear me?" No answer. "Damnit!" Felicity slammed her hands down on the keyboard.

"Come on don't give up smoaky!" Thea pleaded. "What do you think happened, is the whether still messing with your satellite?"

"That, and the signal jammer that they must've activated now that they know they're about to be attacked! In one fowl swoop the SCPD has exposed us and possibly cost Oliver and Beck their lives. It's gonna be nearly impossible for them to make it out on their own let alone undetected!" Felicity looked out the vans back windows and scowled as a set of red and blue lights approached.

"That's it, someone's gettin socked in the face!" Thea exclaimed and moved to open the rear doors. Unfortunately for the officer on the other side, he beat Thea to the punch.

Beck tapped his earpiece as static murmured throughout his head. "Miss Felicity? Miss Felicity, can you hear me?"

"What happened?" Oliver asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think we're on our own now. Alright here we go, you ready?" Beck turned to Oliver and asked.

"As I'll ever be."

Beck applied some force to the doorknob and began to turn it's but when he looked out the window to see if the path was clear he froze.

"What is it?" Oliver asked.

"Run, now! A guard's coming right for us!" Both men turned and bolted down the hallway but as they neared the other end Beck could hear more guards approaching, they were trapped. "Hide!" Beck and Oliver split up, each dove into an empty room on opposite sides of the hall. Both men pressed themselves up against a wall and went silent, moments later the door leading out side was opened and hurried footsteps rushed down the hall. The door from the lobby to the hallway swung open seconds later.

"What's going on out there?" a modified voice exclaimed.

"It's the cops obviously!" Another voice answered. The multiple sets of footsteps converged in the middle of the hall, Oliver and Beck were just a few doors down from them.

"How did the frikin SCPD find us? They ain't been able to get nothin on us before?"

"Another distinct voice, that makes three assailants." Beck began to formulate a plan, he took a deep breath and cautiously peered around the door frame, across the hall Oliver did the same. The two men looked at each other, both minds working to try and find a way out of their current predicament. The Count's men spoke up again interrupting their thoughts.

"How far out are they?"

"Well judging by all the sirens I'd say just a few minutes."

"Hey don't get funny with me! Alright, you're with me. We're going to go out and help secure the perimeter, you go back upstairs and make sure the boss is protected. Tell those guys to get ready for a fight!"

"Got it!"

Oliver and Beck ducked back into their hiding spots as two of the mercenaries ran past them out the exit. The third man, assigned to stay inside, turned and headed the other way. Beck waited to hear the door open and shut, but it never did. Beck cautiously poked his head out just enough to see what was going on, the mercenary had stopped at the end of the hall and lifted his mask exposing his face. Upon close inspection, Beck could see that there was a picture in the mercenary's hands, he was looking down at it and whispering something. Beck looked over to Oliver and nodded towards the merc, Oliver took the hint and glanced at the gunman before turning back to Beck. When there eyes connected Beck nodded to Oliver and silently mouthed, "I can take him."

Oliver's eyes widened and he looked the merc over once more. The man was distracted for now but his rifle hung from his side just inches away from his hands. If Beck made a move the gunman could easily access his weapon and mow him down, It was too risky. Oliver turned back to Beck and shook his head.

"We have to do something, " Beck replied silently.

Oliver motioned to Beck to stay still, the merc would probably finish whatever good luck ritual he was doing and walk away. Oliver wanted to wait it out. Beck had other ideas though, he carefully pulled the slide on his sidearm back and prepared to fire. Beck took a deep breath and rounded the corner to take aim but before he could a deafening screech rang in his ear, he recoiled in pain and tried to retreat back into his hiding spot but as he did he lost his balance and toppled onto the ground. Becks head ended up smacking against a cabinet that he hadn't even realized was there and making a loud thud. Moments later he heard the guard call out.

"Hey, Jason is that you?...Jason?"

Beck cursed and looked over to Oliver, they knew they'd been caught. Beck quickly scanned Oliver's room and noticed that the boards covering one of the windows looked old and rotten, he got Oliver's attention and nodded towards them. "Go, " Beck whispered.

Oliver turned and looked in that direction, he realized what Beck was suggesting. "No," Oliver turned back to Beck and mouthed. Beck pointed to the window and repeated his command but still, Oliver refused.

Beck furrowed his eyebrows and scowled at Oliver, the mercenary was fast approaching and he had to think quickly. Beck shook his head, there was no time to think, he had to act now. Without a hint of hesitation he threw his arm around the door frame and blind fired a few rounds down the hallway.

"Ah God!" the merc immediately cried out.

Beck ceased his fire and waited to hear the body drop but the sound never came, after a moment he cautiously poked his head out and found the hallway to be empty. Oliver looked over and their eyes met. "Can you see him?" Beck asked. Oliver shook his head no. Beck slowly got to his feet and began to take a step out into the hall but just as he did the barrel of a rifle poked out of a room just a few doors down. Beck dove back into his room as the sound of gunfire filled the confined space. Beck and Oliver both covered their ears as a cacophony of bangs and snaps assaulted their eardrums, it seemed like an eternity before it finally stopped and beck could pick up the sounds of the weapon being reloaded. Beck seized the opportunity and dashed across the hall to Olivers side firing off a few shots for good measure. "Alright I'm here, can we go now?"

Oliver nodded and headed for the window while Beck stood guard at the door. "You're welcome by the way, for not leaving you behind," Oliver grunted as he wrapped his fingers around the wood and pulled.

"Yeah yeah just shut up and pull, " Beck replied. Moments later another round of gun fire lit up the hall. Beck fired off a few more rounds before switching magazines. "Come on I've only got a couple clips left!"

Oliver pulled with all his might and the nails finally started to pull out of the wall.

"They're down there, in that room!" The downed guard cried out. Another guard had entered the hall now and was headed straight for them.

"There's two of them now, I don't think we're gonna make it!" Beck called to Oliver as he emptied his second clip.

Oliver pulled with all his might and cried out as splinters of wood tore into his skin. "Got it, come on!"

"Can't gotta cover you."

"What are you talking about! I told you I'm not leaving you!"

"Go, Oliver, if you don't he'll shoot us both. I'll keep him suppressed while you climb out and be right behind you ok? Now go!"

Oliver reluctantly complied and began to climb out the window, as he did beck again changed mags and fired off a few more rounds. Moments later Oliver's feet hit the ground outside, "Ok I'm out come on!"

Beck fired off another round and turned to head for the window but as he did a small cylindrical object bounced into the room. "Flash bang, run-"Beck yelled but it was too late, the device exploded sent a blinding light in all directions. Oliver ducked down behind the window and closed his eyes, his ears were ringing and every time he tried to open his eyes a searing pain shot through his head. After several moments of ringing Olivers hearing finally began to recover, he heard a few more gun shots and what sounded like Beck crying out in pain. Oliver again tried to open his eyes not his vision was spotty and blurry, he couldn't distinguish a thing. Suddenly everything went silent, Oliver sat there alone in the day and tried to regain his senses.

Once he was able to stand Oliver thought about going back in for Beck but he managed to make out the voice of one of the mercs talking to the other, he couldn't quite make out what they were saying but foot steps soon followed and moved towards him. Oliver didn't want to leave Beck but he knew he wouldn't be any help to anyone if he was dead. Oliver let out a sigh and darted off around the building. "Beck, if by some miracle you're still alive don't worry. I'm coming for you."


A/N- Ok everyone there we are. Like I said before we'll be getting into some lighter stuff soon so I hope you'll all stick around for that. Also if you're still enjoying this story think about checking out my new story "The Pros and Cons of a Cubicle". As always thanks for the wonderful support!