Writer's Note: I think I suffered from several heartattacks after watching the new season three promo. I mean, c'mon. My poor little heart can handle this. You all know what I'm talking about right?! THE OLICITY KISS. It's finally happening and I couldn't be happier and more emotional than I already am. Still smiling widely when I think about it and I think about it 24/7 so I'm smiling 24/7.

But I have several question marks flying above my head. She was wearing that pink/purple dress and her ponytail which means the kiss is not at the date but BEFORE the actual date I guess. And if you look closely, it seems like he tells her 'I love you' before he kisses her. But I mean.. 3x01 is going to be so good, but so many things happen and I can't really figure out in which order! The smiles in the lair, the kiss, Oliver asking her out, the date itself, the explosion. Can someone please come with a theory of how 3x01 will be going?! I'm lost.

PS. I hope they actually kiss and they are not interrupted by anything or anyone OR it's Felicity dreaming it lol (are they standing in a hospital or in Oliver's new place?)

Anyway. Here's a new chapter. Hope you like it ;)

CW OWNS IT ALL.

Diggle groaned as Oliver stitched the bullet wound Felicity had caused. They hadn't had time to go to the hospital so Oliver had to do it, which was fine with Diggle because the hospital would have kept him there and would have given him antibiotics he really didn't want to have. Diggle glanced down at Oliver who was extremely focused on the stitching.

"You think Felicity took Laurel?" Diggle suddenly asked while breathing heavily in between his words.

"I wouldn't know who else." Oliver said as he kept his eyes on the stitches.

Diggle flinched as Oliver accidently pressed his finger on the wound.

"Don't take this out on me." Diggle said with a little chuckle as he closed his eyes. Oliver couldn't help but grin.

"Done." He said as he stood up and watched as Diggle rolled his sleeve down.

They were in the van, still in front of the mansion, because they actually had no idea where to go. They didn't know where Felicity had gone to before Lance had told them the news Laurel was missing. But the missing part was the annoying part. So far, Grayson and Felicity had been great in hiding and going MIA. It was hard finding them as Face Recognizition didn't give any hits whatsoever.

"Do we even know what Lance is doing right now or where he's going?" Diggle asked as he looked up at his partner.

"I think he's going back to the police department to get a team ready to go on a search for Laurel." Oliver said as he climbed to the driver's seat. Diggle followed him and positioned himself onto the passenger's seat. "I'm sure lieutenant Lance will contact us if he's got any leads on her."

Diggle nodded in understanding.

Oliver started the van and the radio suddenly began playing. Diggle tried stopping the radio but he couldn't turn it off.

A song was playing but someone in the background of the song was yelling.

"Turn it up." Oliver said as he kept staring at the radio, Diggle immediately turned it up.

"Oliver!" The voice was sounding scared. Oliver and Diggle couldn't really hear every word that was yelled as the song kept on playing. "Oliver, please help-"

"Is that Felicity?!" Diggle said in shock as he met Oliver's eyes. Oliver nodded yes. His eyes were showing off pain.

"Oliver.. I'm.."

Oliver started hitting the radio. "Why can't we hear her."

"Diggle, someone.. you've gotta help me."

Her voice drifted off a little again.

Diggle started changing the radio signal until he heard her voice again.

"I'm so scared.." Suddenly she started crying and Oliver closed his eyes. He didn't want to picture her crying.

"I managed to get to a computer-" A silence, "but that's not the point.. they took my blood, I don't know what's happening." They could hear her hiccupping in between her words.

"Come on, Felicity.. tell us where you are.." Oliver whispered.

"I'm in a huge building and I don't hear any traffic so it must be somewhere far away from the living world.. I don't know.." Felicity hesitantly said as she tried finding the right words to describe her surroundings. Oliver was glad she knew to tell them what her surroundings were.

"Diggle, you hear her?" Oliver then asked.

Diggle nodded and opened a laptop that had been hiding in a desk. He opened a program Felicity always used and typed in the descriptions Felicity gave.

"It's also a very ruined building.. shattered glass, broken walls, lightning is weak.. and the smell is.. I don't know what it is.." She stopped talking for a split second there. "I think someone is coming." Panic raise in her voice.

"Felicity, stay calm please." Oliver said to the radio, knowing she wouldn't hear her but hoping she would know.

The song ended playing and the van became quiet except for heavy breathing being heard.

"Dig, is your elbow hurting again?" Oliver asked as he turned to Diggle.

"That's not me breathing."

Both snapped back to the radio. Even though the song was gone, Felicity was still there.

"If- if I.. if I don't make it out alive.. please don't kill me.." She let out in a shaky voice.

"What are you doing?!" Another voice was heard. Grayson's voice.

"I-.."

But Felicity couldn't continue on talking. Her sentence was killed off by her screams in pain. Then the screams disappeared. The connection was gone.

"Felicity!" Diggle yelled as he slammed the radio. Oliver hit the steering wheel in anger and then grabbed the laptop from Diggle.

"Where is she, Dig?!"

"She never gave us exact data Oliver. We can't do anything with that program right now. Not with the information she has given us."

Oliver's gaze dropped. "What did she say again.." he said out loud as he rubbed his forehead. "Ruined building, weak lightning-"

"And she said something about the smell, but she couldn't describe it.." Diggle shook his head a little before finishing his thoughts. "Oliver.. she is at the old huge storage place where we found the gamma-butyrolacton."

"Don't tell me she's been there all along.." Oliver slowly said. Had they been that close?

"I don't know Oliver, but we have to go there now."

As Oliver drove the van as fast as possible, Diggle was thinking of the situation. Had it really been Felicity shooting at him or had that been his imagination? Did she have a doppelgänger or did someone copy her.. was that why they needed her blood? He couldn't quite fit the pieces together.

Oliver drove through red lights and had to avoid driving into a woman crossing the streets. Therefor he hit his brakes and swung onto the sidewalk. He could see the woman shriek and sigh in relief when they passed her. For once, he didn't think of the safety of the city and its people, right now, Felicity was all he could think about. Diggle snapped him out of his thoughts though.

"If Felicity is locked up in the building.. then who was it shooting at me and taking Laurel?" Diggle asked.

Oliver turned left onto the main road.

"Are you even sure it was Felicity shooting you after all?"

"She talked and looked like Felicity.. but in the beginning she was acting quite strangely innocent.. until something snapped and she attacked me. I feel like we have to be prepared. I don't think Felicity is in real danger.. I think she is the danger."

Oliver clenched his teeth. As much as he wanted Felicity to be the Felicity they knew so well.. Diggle was right, they had to be prepared. But being prepared wasn't going to be the only thing they had to think about. He knew well enough that if they bumped into the brainwashed Felicity.. he had to turn off his humanity somehow, because he was afraid that his weakness for her were going to get Diggle and himself killed. And he didn't want to let that happen. He had to be as focused as possible.

It was itching and killing him though. As he thought of trying to focus in the act, all he could actually focus on was Felicity. He knew that the moment he would see her all his feelings for her would rush back to him and hit him like crazy. He didn't know if he could really handle that. To himself, he had admitted he loved her, but to her, he never had the nerve to tell her. She had no clue at all and that frightened him. Had she really given up on him, on his love?

Oliver shrugged.

And what if they survived this all, he really didn't know how to tell her how he felt. He didn't know how to act toward her without making the entire situation uncomfortable. If he told her he loved her.. would she be willing to spend the rest of her life with him, to love him as much as he loved her. He was extremely scared for the answers to the questions. But he knew he had to know the answers in order for him to move on. Even if she would actually reject him, he'd be willing to escape the city and act like he'd never met the beautiful blonde. If that meant keeping her safe and making sure she didn't feel like standing in an uncomfortable position after rejecting him, he'd really do that.

As Diggle looked at Oliver, he knew he had to be careful. As much as he trusted his young partner, he knew Oliver had his weaknesses for the beautiful blonde and he knew he had to keep reminding him to stay in the act and don't fall down because of those weaknesses. As much as Diggle loved Felicity too, he had seen the look on her face when she shot him and he didn't want that to happen to him again only because she was Felicity. He was actually praying it hadn't been Felicity all along, that she had never been the one to attack him, but in his guts he knew Felicity wasn't her normal self and that it was her. He also knew that if they wanted to bring some sense into her, they had to play it hard.

It didn't mean they had to harm her, in fact, they probably had to talk some sense into her. Make her feel like she's vulnerable and nothing but vulnerable. In the end, it would probably hurt her feelings but at least that'd be better than being actually hurt.

Diggle looked back at the road in front of them.

"We're here." He said suddenly.

Oliver turned right onto the muddy road.

They'd arrived at the destination.

"My daughter was kidnapped between six thirty and seven thirty. I last called her at six thirty and I stood at her apartment at seven thirty. We are also well aware of the fact that Felicity Smoak has been reported as missing also. I believe this is one case. That's why we have to combine the two cases and work with more men in the field." Lieutenant Lance said as he sat on his desk and spoke to a filled office of police officers.

"But sir.. Felicity Smoak has been gone for over 24 hours.. you're daughter on the other hand.. has been gone for.. let's say.. two."

Lance stood up and walked over to the young police officer who had spoken.

"What are you trying to say, son?" He said as he stood just inches away from the young officer who flinched when Lance had spoken.

"Nothing sir." The young officer let out. He sighed when Lance turned around to sit on his desk again.

"It's been very serene in Starling City. But now, there are two young women missing and we're going to make sure they make it home alive and safe." Lance paused to look at the faces of his men, however, they didn't seem amused. Lance had to make it a bit more interesting and so he begun again. "The man who threatened Oliver Queen and eventually died at Queen Consolidated was actually a part of the group who kidnapped Felicity Smoak. The man, known as Waylon, died because of a chip that triggered his body to shut off. Don't you all realize how dangerous these people are who have Felicity Smoak and perhaps Laurel? Isn't here anyone who wants to catch these bastards or are you all just having this job to eat donuts in your car 24/7? Because if that's the reason, you might as well leave the room now."

No one moved. Most gazes of the men dropped, some men swallowed. This satisfied Lance.

"Where do we start?" It was the young officer talking again. Lance was glad the officer understood the situation now.

Lance crossed his arms and inhaled deeply before answering that question.

"We've had a hard time trying to find Felicity Smoak, therefor we are going to narrow down Laurel. I believe she has her phone on her. I want a group of three to find out where her phone is at. I'll give you her number and you can go to the second floor and take the media room."

Three men took a step forward and Lance handed one of them a piece of paper with the phone number. He then motioned them out of the room.

"I hope you're also very well aware of the closed case on two of our colleagues who've been brutally murdered. You may know by now that Waylon was the one who killed them. But before him, we initially thought it was Grayson Sanchez. I don't know if this name has ever come to your attention, but we believe he's been involved in the kidnapping of Felicity Smoak and thus Laurel. He's been MIA for a while now, while he knew he had to stay on the radar. That's why I want the rest of you to find other leads on Grayson and perhaps miss Smoak. We will hear it from the media room if and when there's a hit with Laurel's cellphone. Thereupon, we will observe it further."

All policemen nodded but stayed put. Lance sighed. He stretched an arm and pointed at the door.

"Now go on. You know what to do."

And the room cleared.

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