"Can we wait until Oliver comes back?" I asked Diggle and he nodded.
I know Oliver said he'd meet me at my house, but I wanted to wait until he comes back from visiting his mother as the Hood.
We turned the news on the computer screen and there was a breaking news report about the vigilante attacking Moira Queen and she was unharmed.
"Excuse me."
Diggle pulled out his gun and turned around. It was Felicity from the IT Department, and she was covered in blood, "Can you help me? He's really heavy."
"Oh god." I whispered.
Diggle and Felicity went to go get Oliver and I set up a table. When Diggle put him on the surface, Oliver was unconscious. I quickly had Diggle take off his top and I grabbed a towel to put pressure on his bullet wound.
"He just missed a carotid." I said as I looked at it, "Diggle, keep pressure on it."
"I should have taken him to a hospital." Felicity commented as I grabbed the cart that I put some medical supplies in.
"No, Felicity, that's why he asked you to bring him here." Diggle replied. "Because he knew the police would want to know how and why he got the wound."
"I'm a nurse, Felicity. I can take care of a bullet wound." I told her.
"I'm guessing how and why are Oliver Queen's least favorite questions." Felicity said.
"Yeah, well, there's also when and where, he's not too fond of." Diggle replied.
"So, if we can't bring him to the hospital..."
"We bring the hospital to him." I finished as I grabbed a bag of type O blood.
"Is that..." Felicity began.
"Yeah. His blood. He stored it for a rainy day." I answered.
"And I say right now, it's pouring." Diggle said.
I grabbed some gloves and I set them by Oliver's head, "Both of you, put those on. Remember playing 'Operation' when you were a kid?"
"Yes." Felicity answered. "And it never made me want to throw up."
Diggle grabbed her arm, "Hey, Felicity, listen, trust me. He'll be fine. He's been through a lot worse than this."
After using a pair of tweezers to get the bullet out of Oliver's body, I stitched him up.
"Good job. I think." Felicity commented.
"His heart rate's elevated, but at least the bleeding stopped." I said.
"Thanks for your help." Diggle told the girl as he took off his gloves, "You kept your head on."
"Well, I always wondered how I'd react if I found my boss shot and bleeding inside my car." She replied, "Not that I helped because he's my boss. I'd help anyone who was shot and bleeding in my car."
"I was thinking all of this would be more of a shock." Diggle said, "What, are you saying you called this all along?"
"I'm not saying anything. Except Oliver brought me a laptop riddled with bullet holes, had me trace a black arrow, and research a company involved in armored car heists. I may be blonde, but I'm not that blonde." Felicity responded.
"Yeah, Oliver's not too great with the cover stories." I replied. "Hey, Diggle, can you drop by my house and grab my laptop, please?"
"What am I, you're butler?" He joked.
I held out my keys, "Please?"
"All right." Diggle grabbed my keys and patted my head, "Watch him."
"My eyes won't even leave him." I replied before Diggle left.
"You really care about him, don't you?" Felicity asked.
"Well, yeah, he's been my friend since I was younger." I answered.
"Are you two dating?" She questioned.
"What? Why would you think that?" I asked.
"Oh, it's just, there's been photos of you two holding hands and all that couple-y stuff. Eating together, going to movies. All that jazz." Felicity said.
"Yeah, we've been going out on dates, but, we've never exactly but a label on it." I told her.
All of the sudden, the heart monitor went crazy and Oliver began moving. Oh god.
"What's happening?" Felicity asked.
"There's a syringe labeled Ativan. It should stop the seizure." I told Felicity before the monitor went flat, "His heart stopped."
"I'm calling 911." Felicity announced.
"No. Wait, you can't." I said as I grabbed a few pads and placed them on Oliver's chest,
"You know how to use one of those?" She asked.
"I've seen it dozens of times, Felicity. I'm pretty sure I can figure it out." I answered as I grabbed the paddles from the cardioversion machine.
I placed them on the pads, but they didn't work.
"I heard the charge." Felicity commented as she ran towards the machine, "That's good news."
"How's that?"
"It means it might not be the machine, it could be the wiring." She answered.
She fiddled with it and I watched the monitor, "Try again."
"Clear." I said as I placed the paddle on the pads and it worked.
"Come on, Ollie." I whispered as I pressed down again, "Don't leave me."
The monitor now showed his heart rate and I sighed, "What did you do?"
"I've been building computers since I was seven. Wires are wires." Felicity answered and I smiled at her, "What do we do now?"
"Pray we don't have a heart attack ourselves." I told her.
Diggle soon came back and we told him what had happened. He gave us both a pat on the back and handed me my laptop. I could at least look at some emails while I watch Oliver.
Most were just junk mail, but there was one that caught my eye. It was from Beijing Hospital. I opened it and read the contents. They wanted me to work under an internship at the hospital. I heard a groan and I quickly closed my laptop and stood. Oliver was awake.
"I guess I didn't die." Oliver stated. "Again. Cool."
Oliver sat on the table, holding a small mirror to look at his stitches, "So how am I gonna explain this one?"
"Hickey gone wrong?" Diggle suggested.
"The police collected a sample of your blood at Queen Consolidated. I just hacked the crime lab and ordered the sample destroyed. Oops." Felicity said.
I looked over at the computers and noticed that they looked different. And Oliver noticed, too.
"I hope it's all right. Your system looked like it was from the eighties, and not the good part of the eighties, like Madonna, and, well, legwarmers."
"It's a lot of work. Does that mean you're in?" Oliver asked her.
"You mean in as in I'm going to join your crusade?" Felicity questioned.
"Well, you're practically an honorary member of the team already." Oliver replied.
"So Mr. Diggle said." She responded, "No."
"Then why'd you upgrade my system?" Oliver asked.
"First, because seeing a network that poorly set up hurts me. In my soul. And second... I want to find Walter." Felicity answered.
"My stepfather."
"He was nice to me. And Mr. Diggle told me that the notebook you use to fight crime is the same notebook that got Walter abducted. I'll help you rescue him, but that's it. Then I want to go back to my boring life of being an IT girl." Felicity said. "That's my offer."
"Ok." Oliver nodded.
"So, I've been meaning to ask... is there a bathroom? 'Cause I've had to pee since I got here." Felicity asked.
"C'mon. I'll show you." I told her and she followed me upstairs.
It was about a month later after Oliver was shot. I've only told Laurel about the email I've gotten from Beijing. I also told her about Oliver and I. I wanted to go, really, I did. But, I don't want to leave Oliver. If he gets hurt again, I won't be there to help.
Laurel told me that it's a once in a lifetime opportunity, that Oliver would be here when I got back.
"What are you doing here?" I asked Oliver when I entered my house after my shift at the hospital.
"Were you going to tell me?" He asked.
"Tell you what?"
"About Beijing." Oliver answered.
"Who told you?" I questioned.
"Laurel."
Of course.
I shrugged, "I don't even know if I want to go."
"I think you should." Oliver said.
"Why?" I asked him.
"It's a great opportunity for you, Adela. I searched up the hospital, it's one of the top five hospitals in China." Oliver stated.
I nodded, "I know. I still don't want to go."
"Why don't you want to go?" Oliver asked me.
"I can't leave you, Ollie. What if you get shot again and I'm not here to save your ass?"
Oliver walked towards me, "Don't let me hold you back. I want you to go."
"But-"
"The internship lasts six months , right? And if they like you, they'll want to hire you, won't they?" Oliver asked and I nodded, "So go for the six months, and if you want to come back, you can come back."
"Ollie." I whispered.
"Please. Do it, for me." Oliver said.
I nodded and he gave me a sad smile before kissing me.
