Disclaimer: I don't own Arrow, I'm not sure if I can even lay full claim to this story idea because there are an awful lot of Oliver and Felicity knew each other before the island stories out there, this is just my take on it.

Summary: Felicity Lance had not always been a Lance; her life began as a Smoak. She was adopted when she was nine and had lost everything. She went from being an only child to having two amazing Sisters. Laurel was always perfect while Sara was a free spirited wild child and Felicity; well Felicity was just the other Lance girl. When tragedy rocks not just the Lance's but Starling City as well Felicity has no choice but to step up and become the woman she never thought she could be.

AN: hey guys, here is the next chapter, I hope to get one at least more up before Christmas brake ends but I can't make any promises.

Chapter 11

Honour thy Father part 6

A cold wind whipped past Felicity as she left Laurels building, she found herself desperately wishing that she had bought her car or at least a thicker coat with her when she had made her escape but she hadn't wanted to tip Winters off to her get away plan, now she was paying the price for her stubbornness.

As she stood shivering on the curb a quick and easy way to reunite with her lost body guard occurred to her. She could just approach Laurel's guard detail and ask them to radio Winters, maybe if she was really lucky she might even be able to convince them not to tell Lucas or her Dad that she had slipped the leash.

Felicity was a few steps away from the cop car when she first noticed something was off, both officers were slumped over in their seats as if they were asleep. Over the years Felicity had had more than her fair share of protective details and never once had the officer involved dozed off, much as she had sometimes wished they would. Something was wrong, very very wrong Felicity could feel it in her bones.

Fear coursed through the young woman's veins as she ran the short distance to the car, her worries about her Fathers reaction to her sneaking out forgotten in the face of a much more pressing concern, the fate of the men in the car.

One glace through the cars side window both confirmed Felicity's fears and tore a scream of terror from her. The police officers inside the car were not sleeping they were dead; someone had slit their throats. Her horror passed with a speed that would swamp her with guilt later, when she realized the only reason anyone would take out Laurel's protection detail would be so that they could get a clear run at her.

Felicity turned to run back into her sisters building but she was stopped by a large pair of arms that wrapped themselves around her. She screamed again and tried to fight against them but they were too strong for her. Felicity felt her panic rising, threatening to choke her but then a familiar voice finally penetrated the haze of fear and registered in her mind, it was Digg.

"Felicity, it's me you are safe, I need you to calm down" he firmly ordered her and Felicity couldn't help but comply.

"Digg?" she gasped she had never been so happy to see Oliver's body guard. She had only spent a short time with him at the party last week but she felt that she knew enough to know she was safe with him. She was so glad he was there that normally she would be hugging him but there was no time for that now.

"Laurel, Oliver" she panted, pointing up to Laurel's apartment hoping that he would understand. Apparently he did because he took off towards the building pulling Felicity behind him.

"Stay close" Digg ordered as they entered and Felicity did her best but for a big guy he was fast.

When they reached the hallway that led to Laurels apartment John pause just long enough to pull his back up fire arm from the holster on his ankle and pass it to Felicity. He then pushed her into the corner furthest away from the apartments destroyed door.

"Anyone comes out of that door that shouldn't you shoot them" he told her, he didn't ask if she knew how to use a gun she was a cop's daughter after all. Just as he entered the apartment John's assumption was proven right when he heard Felicity flick the gun's safety off, at least now he only had to worry about Queen and the other Miss Lance.

Felicity heard shots ring out as soon as Digg stepped through what was left of Laurels door. She held on tight to the gun he had given her, she had no qualms about using it if she had to. After what felt like hours and what sounded like an all-out war inside her sister's apartment, a woman came barrelling out of it. She had a head full of white hair and she wore the angriest, most hate filled look that Felicity had ever seen.

Her anger and hatred seemed to twist into some kind of vindictive pleasure when she spotted Felicity crouched in her corner. With practiced ease Felicity took aim and squeezed off a couple of shots, she didn't particularly like guns but unlike hand to hand combat she excelled with them. She didn't usually miss, in fact she hadn't missed a target since she was 13 years old, so she was beyond shocked when she did this time.

The woman side stepped every shot as if they were moving in slow motion. All Felicity achieved was putting even more holes in the already battered walls. She could hear a commotion coming from the apartment, she knew help was coming but she also knew it would be too late.

Felicity saw the glint of a knife in the white haired woman's hand and she knew it was meant for her, she also knew she was not about to go down without a fight, no matter how out matched she was she was going to at least try to stand her ground. It was with that thought that the terrified blond got to her feet and readied herself for what was to come.

Felicity was so focused on her attacker that she failed to notice that the two of them were not alone in the hallway any more. A gun went off further down the hall making her jump and her assailant stumble. Felicity could see blood bloom up on the woman's arm but she didn't have it in her to feel at all sorry about it.

The woman changed her course at the very last second. She dove out of the nearby window instead of going for Felicity as she had clearly intended to do. Felicity looked up expecting to find Digg but she was surprised once again, standing there with his gun drawn was none other than Officer James Winters.

"Felicity, are you OK?" he asked lowering his weapon and rushing over to her. Gently he took Digg's gun from her and clicked the safety back on before pulling her into his arms.

That was how Oliver, Digg and Laurel found them just moments later. Both Felicity and Laurel were so badly shaken that neither of them noticed the dark looks that Oliver was shooting the young Officer but Diggle did. He knew that look well and while it wasn't his place to comment that didn't mean he wasn't filing it away for later use.

Thankfully by the time Quentin Lance showed up both of his daughters had calmed down and pulled themselves together a bit. The poor guy was frantic enough when he saw them as it was John didn't want to know how he would have handled the state they had been in when it first happened.

"Daddy" Laurel cried out when she saw him, both girl raced into his arms and clung to him as if they were children not women in their 20s.

"Laurel, Felicity" Quentin kissed each girls head in turn and hugged them as close to him as he could. "Oh, thank god" he sighed into their hair. He gave them each one last tight squeeze before releasing them and turning his attention to John Diggle. How could he ever thank the man that had saved his reasons for living, hallmark just doesn't make a card for that.

"Mr Diggle, thank you" he said shaking the man's hand "feel free to run as many stop lights as you like" he offered earning himself a chuckle from Queen's body guard.

"Your welcome but I was just doing my job" he said modestly "and it wasn't just me, Officer Winters is the one that saved Felicity in the end" he admitted pointing over to where the young man was giving his statement to another detective.

"Your job is to protect him" Lance pointed out indicating at Oliver to illustrate just who he meant. He said nothing about Winters, he honestly didn't know whether to thank the kid for saving his daughter or strangle him for losing her in the first place. Oliver Queen however was a completely different story.

"It seems to me whenever you are with one of my daughter's people end up dead Mr Queen" he spat at the boy before him "you stay away from them from now on" he ordered coolly "or next time you disappear it will be permanently; do you hear me?" he threatened whole heartedly meaning every word.

"Dad" both women protested, sounding shocked and angry.

"No it's OK" Oliver smiled at both sisters as he tried to reassure them but Diggle noticed his eyes lingered on Felicity for just a second longer than Laurel "I understand" he told lance.

"Well I don't" Felicity snapped "Oliver is my friend Dad, I think I'm passed the age where you get a say in who I do and don't spend time with" she seethed. Diggle was pretty sure she was about to blow and considering what she had been through over the last few hours he wouldn't blame her if she did.

"Felicity" Oliver cut in using the calmest, kindest tone Diggle had heard from him yet. "Your Dad wants you safe, I can relate to that, we will be fine" he told her smiling softly "and we will see each other soon" he promised shooting Lance a look so full off determination that it actually shocked John for a moment, he was fast realizing that Oliver Queen was not what he seemed.

Before Oliver had a chance to say or do anything else Felicity pulled away from her sisters comforting embrace and launched herself into Oliver's. She held on tight until he hugged her back and only then did she let him go. She took a deep breath and pulled herself up to her full height before stepping away from him completely.

"I'll see you soon" she beamed at him with a slightly forced but still beautiful smile.

"Very soon" Oliver swore as he turned and left, giving Diggle no choice but to follow him out.

Oliver felt like his whole being was vibrating with fury, he had given Martin Sommers a chance to turn himself in, to face justice but instead the man had gone after two of the only people in the world that Oliver cared about, now Sommers was out of chances and Oliver was going to make him pay.

Keeping a lid on his anger was not easy, playing the role of a careless play boy wasn't second nature anymore and it was taking a constant effort to keep up the charade.

Oliver suspected that Diggle was starting to see through his mask and knew for a fact that Felicity did. She saw all of the changes he had gone through and she knew he was more different now than anyone else could possibly comprehend, obviously she didn't see that he was the Starling City vigilante but he knew it was just a matter of time before she made the connection. He told himself that was why he hadn't fought Lance over his demand to stay away from the girls.

It was all to protect his secret, it had nothing to do with the moment he and Felicity had shared in the hallway or how badly he had wanted to just tell her everything then and there. It most definitely didn't have anything to do with how much it had hurt to see her in Winters arms.

Felicity had interacted with both versions of him in the span of just a few days and as much as he wanted her in his life he knew he needed to be careful. He had excepted not too long ago that Felicity would know the whole truth about him one day but he wanted to be the one to tell her, he wanted to explain things in a way that didn't make him seem like a complete monster.

Oliver knew he needed to be the one to tell Felicity his secrets, he didn't want that brilliant mind of hers working it out first. He needed a plan and plans take time so until he knew how he was going to explain himself to his best friend he needed some distance but he also needed to not push her away any more than he already had, Quentin Lance every the over protective father had given Oliver the perfect out and for better or worse he had taken it.

For now, any plans for how and when he would tell Felicity the truth had to go on hold because right now there was nothing Oliver Queen needed more than to get his hands on Martin Sommers, his time of judgment had come.

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Thanks again Millie xXx