Okay, for some reason, the last part of this chapter reminds me so much of the ending of the Fifty Shades of Grey book and movie. So far, it went a bit weird. But still, I'm just getting back in the game which is the reason why this chapter went a bit weird. I'm gonna get better. Still tell me what you think of this chapter. I hope you enjoy it and leave a comment down below. Thank you so much.

"And then he threatened me, saying that he was going to hack my social security and credit number and empty out my entire savings if I didn't comply," Felicity said as she was angrily punching the dummy in front of her while Caitlin, Cisco and Rachel watched. She then took a step back and swung a kick to the head. She kept picturing Slade's face on the dummy, or her father's face, whichever works best for her. "Can you believe him?"

"Sounds like a stalker to me," Caitlin pointed out, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Hmm, he seemed nice enough to let me go in one piece when I went looking for you at Queens Consolidated…Knee it in the gut. That'll knock the air out of it."

Felicity did as told but both she and Caitlin were staring at him in disbelief. Rachel wasn't paying attention. When it's adult conversation, Rachel had to wear earphones and listen to music while reading.

"You could have told us this earlier, Cisco," Felicity panted as she bashes her knee against the dummy's stomach.

"Hey, we lost connection when you were at the parking lot when you're dad attacked you."

"Please, don't remind of that," Felicity grunts before throwing down the dummy to the ground and begins to kick it in the gut repeatedly, "The only reason why agreed to fix his stupid firewall is to finally get him off my ass."

"Something tells me he does like your ass," Caitlyn teases with a cocked eyebrow, "And I don't think he wants to get off it. He wants to get on it."

Felicity stares at Caitlin in disbelief. Somehow, that kept reminded her of the disastrous mission at the party where she caught Slade having sex with Isabel. The memory still made her feel uncomfortable. Seeing Slade again is not going to be fun at all. With one last kick, Felicity finally detains and immediately begins to chase after Caitlin. Caitlin takes off running. Felicity rarely runs. Whenever she runs, she's always a slow runner since she's always wearing a skirt and high heels. She envies the woman from Jurassic World who was able to outrun a T-Rex in high heels. Right now, she's running barefoot and in shorts which she finds easier to run in than in skirts and high heels.

"Are you ready, Felicity?" Cisco asks through the mike at the other side of the bullet-proof glass. Felicity is surrounded by tall mirrors. Caitlin and Rachel are standing at the other side of the bullet-proof in safety. Felicity takes deep breaths, taking glances at her identical twins.

"Yeah, I'm ready," she nods.

"Go!"

With that said, Felicity screams and the mirrors around her shatter into pieces. She suddenly begins to cough. Her throat feels strained. Exhausted even. This never happened before. She puts her hand to her throat, feeling it pulsing against her fingers.

"You okay there?" Cisco asks in concern. They all saw her coughing uncontrollably after her cry. Her coughs sounded chronic. What the heck was that?

Cisco did a medical check on her vocal chords with a scanner. Felicity's sitting on the medical bed with Rachel holding her hand, waiting for the test results. They somehow got blocked all of the sudden. It became swollen when she screamed before relaxing again. Felicity doesn't know what happened there. She was doing just fine before. Why couldn't she cry out now? Cisco asks if she did anything that might have provoked the blockage.

"No," she said, "We simply ate breakfast, nothing more. I didn't do anything wrong."

"…I have a theory," Cisco raises an eyebrow, "Felicity, what did you do before coming here?"

"Well, I ate breakfast," she repeats, "I ate scrambled eggs and a cup of tea."

"Anything else you did?"

"Um, Slade came knocking on my door," she admits, "I think you already know that. I was a bit terrified but I managed to calm down after that. I'm still a bit anxious about tonight."

"That's what's causing the blockage," he now says. Felicity frowns at him, wondering what the heck he's talking about. "Nervousness. Anxiety. Fear. Stress. Like for people with normal vocal chords, when they're nervous they get some kind of lump in their throat. In your case, you also get a lump in your throat, because you're nervous. You're anxious or scared."

"You'd be scared too if a nutman is at your doorstep stalking you," she says and purses her lips together after realizing that Rachel is sitting right next to her and without her earphones on. "What do you think I should do then?"

"Just try to relax next time, okay? Don't let fear or anxiety take over or things can end up shitty for you," Cisco warns.

Felicity nods in agreement. Of course, it's going to be difficult not to be anxious when about to do dangerous missions at night. She's more anxious about the meeting she has with Slade tonight. So, yeah, she can't really keep promises for that.

Felicity then asks him if he could make her a new Canary suit for her. She likes Sara's costume but for some reason, it's just not working out for her. The blouse does not cover up her entire chest. If she gets shot with a gun or an arrow, it will aim for the heart where it's the most exposed. She needs her suit to protect her entire body from bullets, arrows and anything else that can be thrown at her. But also make it comfortable for her to move around in. She doesn't want to be so stiff when fighting. If she wants to be the Canary, she has to feel like one and unfortunately, wearing Sara's costume doesn't make her feel like the Canary. It just makes her feel like Sara. Cisco agreed to help her with the suit but would take him weeks to design it and to put in the proper necessities. Of course, Felicity still doesn't know if she should be the Canary. She feels it's too soon to wear her costume and walk around the city playing hero when she clearly isn't. She still has second thoughts on wanting to be a hero like Diggle, Sara or Oliver. Poor Ollie, she thought. He must be suffering. Not just because he's in jail for a crime he didn't commit but because he saw Sara die in front of him. If Felicity had known what her father is capable of, maybe she could have warned Sara. Maybe it would have saved her from death.

Felicity is now parked in the parking lot of Queens Consolidated. She had dropped off Rachel back to the orphanage and it took her almost two hours to get where she is now, plus traffic. And it's almost eight o' clock. She prays that she arrived just in time. Slade made it perfectly clear not to be late.

She looks around before getting out of the car, afraid that she will encounter her father again like last time. She's glad of having her car back after having it a few days confiscated for the investigation of Sara Lance's murder. She's been getting tired of riding the bus of the cabs over to the IT Department. And walking on foot is no help at all, especially if she wears high-heels a lot. Tonight, Felicity is wearing her usual pink blouse and black pencil skirt, and her red trench coat. Her hair remains loose and still wears her glasses. She wanted to wear a ponytail like she always does but refused at the idea.

There are only a few cars parked where she is, including Slade Wilson's Lamborghini. She looks around before bolting out of the car and making a run for it towards the elevator. She hits the button for floor 8 more than four time before the door slid closed. For a second, she thought she saw a shadow but knows that it's just her imagination. Why is my mind so fucked up these days?

The building is mostly empty. No one else is around but her. She hopes Isabel isn't around. Oh how Isabel would love to takes this opportunity to strangle Felicity without anyone watching them, except for the cameras though. But Felicity is lucky that it's going to be just her and Slade…Wait, how is that lucky again?

She arrives at the office that used to be Oliver Queen's, her red coat now draping over her forearm. Slade Wilson is sitting behind the desk and the computers – the ones Felicity is being paid and forced to fix, looking at a few documents with a furrowed brow. If it wasn't for the eye-patch and goatee, Slade would look less intimidating and Felicity won't be so afraid of him. Her hands are already beginning to shake and feels her knees buckling, trying to fight the urge of running for her life.

Slade looks up from the documents he's been reading and smiles at the blonde IT girl with glasses standing in the middle of the entry. Felicity gulps in fear. But she tries to put up a brave face and suck it up. He's not going to kill you, Felicity, she keeps telling to herself, he's not going to kill you. This is just business. He's not going to kill you.

"Am I late?" she purses her lip. Of course, that was a stupid question to ask.

Slade chuckles. "A bit early. I believe you are right on time though. I guess that means I won't be needing to give away your bank account number to other hackers. I'm so glad you agreed to come."

"If you hadn't threatened me, I wouldn't have come here," she says sternly.

"Of course," he nods in agreement, "which is the reason why I did what I had to do."

"It's not a fair play, Mr. Wilson," Felicity says.

Slade slowly stands up from behind his desk and approaches her. Felicity stiffens, her heart aching in her chest.

"Life will never be fair," he says, "Trust me."

"Do you want me to fix your computer or what?" she tensed. Slade chuckles before stepping aside.

"Would you like me to take your coat?" he offers up.

"I think I rather hold on to it, thank you very much," she grits her teeth and paces over to the table.

She's been working on the computer for almost two hours, with Slade behind her and watching her work. Queens Consolidated has been proven to be difficult sometimes so it's taking her a bit longer to put up a new firewall to keep hackers away. Felicity sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. It's a bit dark in the office and the lighting in the screen is a bit too bright for her. It's burning her eyes out.

"How long will it take you to put up the firewall?" Slade asks after a long time of silence, leaning over behind her. His face is too close next to her face.

"It usually takes me less time to put up the firewall, but Queens Consolidated seems very well protected. It might take me some time to crack the codes and you're breathing in my ear! Why are you breathing in my ear? I will appreciate it if you stop breathing in my ear. Back away, back away."

Chuckling, Slade straightens up. Jeez. How I hate when people do that!

"Do you need any help?" he asks

"If you already know how to put up a firewall, I wouldn't be here now would I?" she says bitterly. The new firewall is already about to be installed. It's by 25% percent.

"I really do suggest for you to watch your tongue," he warns her, placing his hands on her shoulders, "Just because you agreed to meet with me, doesn't mean I won't hesitate on keeping my promise. And this time, you don't have Mr. Queen or Mr. Diggle around to save you."

The mention of Oliver makes her cringe. Slade has no respect for how she's feeling. He doesn't care that Sara is dead or that Oliver is in jail. He doesn't care at all. He can snap Felicity's neck at any time and he wouldn't feel a thing.

"You called me, not the other way around," she retorts, "I wouldn't agree to come here if you haven't threatened me. Even if you did hack through my social security and bank account number, I would have changed the password and codes."

Felicity gasps when the chair is suddenly turned and she is now face to face with Slade.

"And why didn't you?" he asks. That's a good question. Why didn't I change the codes to my bank account and security number? Why did I agree to come here if I can simply change the code to my personal things? She tries to say something clever to flip him off but shuts up.

If only the process of the firewall would hurry up so she can grab her jacket and get out. If his old firewall was getting hacked, why didn't he simply report it to the police? Detective Lance won't be too happy to see him at the station but the SCPD have to help everyone in Starling City no matter what. And that's what struck her odd. There are many IT experts at the department. He could have hired any of them. But he specifically wanted her.

"You were never getting hacked, were you?" she asks, finally feeling scared of having Slade so close to her this way. "You just want to be alone with me…Why?"

He sighs and pats her knees. "Miss Smoak…" She immediately tries to stand up from the chair but Slade immediately holds her back down again. Felicity is shaking now, afraid of what Slade might do to her. She's afraid he might kill her or do something far worse. "Please don't try to do that again."

"What do you want with me, Slade?" she asks shakily, "You already got what you wanted. Sara's dead and Oliver is suffering. He's in jail, being blamed for something he didn't do."

"I really am sorry for Sara." He sounds like he really does mean it but Felicity doesn't want to believe it for one second. She wouldn't stop eyeing around, looking for anything she can use as a weapon. Knowing that she wasn't listening, Slade grabs her chin and forces her to look at him. "Look at me," he snaps at her. But immediately releases her when realizes he's being too harsh on her. "I'm sorry."

He grabs another chair nearby and sits in front of her. "I'm not going to hurt you, Miss Smoak. I won't."

Felicity tries to calm herself down. She takes deep breaths in order to stay calm. 30% percent on the computer. He's not going to hurt you, Felicity. He's not. She purses her and looks directly at him.

"What do you want?"

"To apologize," he says, "For the unfortunate death of your friend Sara Lance and for Oliver Queen."

"You hated both of them," she reminds him, "You kept wishing them both dead. Sara is dead. Now it's just a matter of time before Oliver gets sentenced to life in prison if Detective Lance doesn't agree to forgive him. I'm not sure if they'll give him the death penalty but there's a strong chance that he might receive a death penalty."

"That's a pity," he says bluntly.

"But you don't care, do you? You showed up at the funeral to mock us all. I know that Isabel did," she says, "She must have enjoyed seeing our pain."

"I mostly went to the funeral to see if you were feeling well but it seems that my presence must have made you feel uneasy. I have never seen you cry before."

"Then you haven't been to Moira's funeral. I didn't cry much. She was a very bad person. I would never call her a bitch because I respect Oliver but she was that kind of person. I don't think she deserved what you did to her."

"No. She didn't. The last thing I wanted was to hurt Moira or Thea. Unfortunately, Oliver had to pay for his sin."

"Shado's death?" she raises and eyebrow. "Death is…unpredictable. You can blame Oliver for something he can't control. He…didn't have much choice."

"Anthony Ivo had a gun pointing at both Sara Lance and Shado," he hisses viciously at her, "He gave Oliver a choice of either saving Shado or saving Sara Lance. Shado died and Sara Lance lived. I didn't know this until the invasion to take over Ivo's ship. I wanted to make Oliver pay for her death. Coming here to Starling City…the only thing I can think of is hurting Oliver Queen by hurting the people he loves before ending his life by driving an arrow through his eye like he did to me." He points at the eye-patch he's wearing. "Right now, I am not so sure if it's exactly what I wanted. I still want Oliver to pay what he did but now seeing what happened to Sara and how she looked at the funeral, it made me think otherwise."

"You didn't react the same when Moira died," she points out.

"Maybe it's because I wasn't at the funeral," he reminds her. He's right. He wasn't at Moira's funeral. Of course, neither was Oliver. Thea is still angry about that. Disappearing on his mother's funeral was disrespectful.

She did it once at her own mother's. Four-year-old Felicity Smoak was too afraid to go near the coffin where her mother's body lay so she ran out of the funeral and Donna had to go after her so she wouldn't go out in the streets and get hit by a car. Classic Felicity. At least she showed up at the funeral. Oliver did not even appear for the burial.

"So, you asked me to come here so you can apologize to me for what happened at Sara's funeral?" she asks. It wasn't his fault though and Felicity knows that. He didn't cause Sara's death. She knows she shouldn't have yelled at him the way she did the day of Sara's funeral. She regrets doing so.

"Not only for her death but also for what happened at the party," he mentions the event up. Felicity has been trying to shake it off ever since and Slade bringing it up makes it even worse. "I know that you seeing me with Isabel made you feel uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? I threw up outside the mansion," she points out, "And I had to get drunk in order to get it out of my head. I still can't get it out of my head."

"I know and for that I'm really sorry," he apologizes and holds her hand in his. He already did apologize when they were having coffee in private, just at the very moment Lance called to report Sara's death. She cried that day and Slade had held her in comfort which she found odd but didn't care that day. She just needed someone to hold her that day. "Please, accept my apologies. And I promise you that this will be the last time I will ever bother you."

50%.

The way he's speaking to her right now. He sounds uneasy. Tormented, even. It made the IT girl feel sorry for him. How much did he suffer to be this way? But Felicity can't be near Slade. She just can. He's done so much harm. He killed people. He broke into the club and nearly killed everyone in the basement. He kidnapped Roy and used him as a blood donor for criminals. He took away Oliver's company. And also killed Moira Queen. And all for a woman he loved but probably never loved him back. What reward is he getting from all this? Nothing.

"Firewall's almost installed," she says and turns away, "It should be done soon in a few minutes. I think my work here is done ―."

"Miss Smoak," he again turns her chair around to face. This time, he is way too close.

He doesn't say anything. He continues to stare at her with his single dark eye. Felicity is confused and scared at the same time, not knowing what will do next.

He kisses her on the head, much to Felicity's surprises. She was about to ask why he did so when he begins kissing at her neck. This caught her off guard. She didn't fight back nor did she push him off. She froze in shock. Feeling him kiss her on the neck is a shocking thing for her. She can feel the stubble of his goatee scratching against her skin. She hasn't been kissed that way since Cooper died. She still remembers that day. The blood. The screams. Those memories make her shake. She wishes Slade would at least slow it done. She doesn't feel like she's ready for it. His hand is on her knee and feeling her skin, before moving to slip under her blouse. A tear slid down Felicity's cheek and she lets out a whimper of fear. The way Slade caressed her stomach…it keeps reminding her of her father. The nights he would sneak into her bedroom. The nights he would try to touch her as a child. Her father is a pedophile. How old is Slade? He's in his mid-forties and Felicity is barely twenty-four. No, he can't be like that, can he? All those confusing thoughts wanted to make her scream.

Next thing she knows, she's pushes Slade off her and bashes his face with a stapler. Again and again and again. She even breaks his nose in the process. When she realizes what she has done, she releases the stapler with a gasp and the blood-covered office supply falls to the floor. Slade splutters and spits out blood from his mouth. He looks up at Felicity in shock, blood dripping from the cuts of his lips and the bridge of his nose.

Felicity can't help but cry. Not because for what she did but because of why she did it. How much she thought of her father when Slade was touching her. He wasn't being forceful. He wasn't restraining her. He didn't do anything wrong. She simply reacted out of panic. It was mistake. 64%

"I'm sorry," she cries, her hands shaking, "I'm sorry."

Blood trickled down to his chin. Felicity immediately stands from her chair, grabs her coat and runs out of the office. 70%. 71%

Slade wipes off the blood from his face. His hand is shaking. Not from anger. He didn't expect something like this to happen. He expect for the response to be different. Of course, Felicity Smoak has been through a lot. He's seen what he father can do. How much her father can hurt her, judging by what he saw at the parking lot. He didn't consider how Felicity would react. He didn't think. He knows why Felicity beat him with the stapler. She didn't do it on purpose. He saw the shock and hurt in her eyes. She's terrified. 80%

"Miss Smoak!" he calls after her. He straights up and runs after her. 83%

Slade finds her standing in front of the elevator doors, clinging at the coat to her chest and tears streaming down her cheeks. She doesn't run away this time nor did she flinch when he places a hand on her shoulders. 88%

"I don't know what's wrong with me," she whispers, "I'm going crazy."

"I'm sorry," he apologizes, "I didn't mean to go that far with you. I ―."

"No!" she abruptly moves away from him. She glares at him. 93%

The elevator doors finally open. No one is in there. For her it's good. No one will see her crying. And she walks into the elevator. Slade watches her sorrowfully as she hits the button below. He wants to enter the elevator with her and perhaps stop the elevator to get her to listen. 98%

"I'm the one who should sorry," Felicity says sternly and the doors close shut.

100%

Okay, for some reason, the last part of this chapter reminds me so much of the ending of the Fifty Shades of Grey book and movie. So far, it went a bit weird. But still, I'm just getting back in the game which is the reason why this chapter went a bit weird. I'm gonna get better. Still tell me what you think of this chapter. I hope you enjoy it and leave a comment down below. Thank you so much.