" Hey Pretty Bird."
Unable to help the small smirk that comes across her face ignoring the police officer standing in front of her to instead focus her attention to look over his shoulder and into the cell that he is unlocking finding a pair of blue eyes staring directly at her from his spot on a fold old cell bed with that trademark grin of his that she has come to love hearing the sound of the cell door being swung open without any delay Laurel walks past the police officer whom immediately closes and locks the door behind her as she makes her way over towards her boyfriend. A boyfriend that just grins up towards her from his spot with a hint of question in his eyes. This look that makes her smirk widen even further as she comes down to rest between his legs with her back pressing up against his chest pushing him further against the stone wall causing his hands to automatically come down to wrap around her waist.
" So? How has your day been so far honey? Any visitors while I've been away?"
Letting out a chuckle nodding his head slightly leaning forward gently Oliver plants a kiss on the side of Laurel's head causing a smile to form across her face unknown to his knowledge as she keeps her head staring straight on ahead.
" I've had my share of familiar faces stop by to pay me a visit. Some that were welcomed like your dad's old partner. I could have gone without the other though. She just wouldn't shut up."
Knowing fully well who he is speaking about laying her hands down on top of his own leaning back in his embrace closing her eyes silently Laurel hums letting him know that she knows just who he is referring to. A woman that she too had encountered only in a different way. She knew she was behind the other side of that glass. She just knew she was there smirking at her as though saying in her private way that she had won their little game. But what she didn't know was the game wasn't over. No it has only just begun and she would not forget this little trick she tried to pull on this day. Payback is a bitch and so is she.
" Funny thing though. It was only the old cunt that visited me. You know, sprouting off the same old bullshit like before. How she's so sorry. How you are such a bad influence blah,blah,blah. I would rather have listened to the prick talk but apparently the douchebag of a husband is out on his little boat. Some sort of little vacation that he had set sail on this morning."
" Pity that his prized possession hasn't snuck to the bottom of the sea yet. I would pay to see the look on his face when he would show up to the docks with his little pride and joy all gone."
Smiling down towards her for a split moment turning his head back forward Oliver looks straight ahead at the cell door not looking at any particular thing on it.
" True but I would have loved to see the look on his face when he found out how we fucked all over his precious boat when he didn't notice. I still think you're rather illustrated drawings you spray painted on the side of his boat were quite justified."
" Yeah. I especially liked the picture of him being shot with an arrow in the chest with a large canary soaring high above him with its talons out. It would be a suitable outcome for his eventual demise though let's face it. Neither of us are that lucky."
Nodding his head in silent agreement bringing her closer into his chest causing his hands to be squeezed leaning down Oliver rests his head against the side of Laurel's own as his eyes remain trained forward.
" So that's been my day so far. What about you? Anybody of interest come to visit you?"
" Oh I could say the same in that regard. The same usual bullshit really like always. Being accused of a crime that I didn't commit. Though I do have to admit I feel quite honored this time around to have Robert Queen's high profiled mistress come to talk to me thinking she could give me a good spanking."
" Which one?
God it was like they were made for each other. A simple question that makes her smirk and lean back further in his touch. How he ended up so good. So perfect at least in her eyes still amazed her. With how he had been raised. How his parents are it is nothing but a miracle that he has ended up this way but she wouldn't complain. He is perfect for her and she for him. The way each can make the other laugh. Make the other smile whenever they feel down. This fierce loyalty and protectiveness they have for each other. It was as she had said once before. They truly are like soulmates.
" Some hot shot lawyer. Didn't really catch her job title. I suppose it doesn't really matter though. In the end she just walked out of the room probably to head back into Robert Queen's bed right as we were getting to the good part of our discussion. Did I mention she had gotten quite flustered when I might have questioned if her suit was crumpled at his bedside this morning?"
Smiling down towards the brunette planting another kiss on the side of her head causing her to turn her head to look his way with a grin leaning down Oliver captures Laurel's lips in a gentle kiss.
" Jesus christ it's like I made you on a computer."
Grinning up happily at him paying a quick glance back towards the bars of their cell to look just outside of their cell seeing nobody in sight taking a few moments to listen closely in silence to see if she can hear any patrolling police officers finding no in sight turning her attention back towards Oliver with a twinkle in her eye in a sudden move Laurel turns fully to face him before her hands come up to cup his face and her lips come down to meet his own bringing him into a heated kiss.
" But enough about them. They might not know this but they have given us a rather unique place to relieve us of some unwanted….tension. Don't you agree?"
A question the moment it escapes her lips she doesn't have to wait long for his answer when his lips suddenly find her own once again. Such a kiss that starts off slow but gets intense very quickly as he leans off the wall that he had been resting against with his hands snaking around her pulling her even closer as she finds her way to straddle his lap without breaking the kiss while both of his hands start roaming downward. Such motions that make her deepen the kiss as his hands come down to grasp a tight hold of her ass that just drives her crazy. Makes her grin in the kiss before she pulls away and leans back with her hands coming down to quickly unzip her leather jacket revealing her smooth stomach. Revealing her lacy black bra that is barely covering her breasts that just want to pop out at any moment. This jacket that is quickly tossed off to the side before Laurel leans back with a moan escaping her lips as Oliver's hands come up to grasp her breasts. Come up to gently squeeze each of her breasts making her bite down on her lip as her hands reach around to unclasp the only remaining material on her upper body before not even a second after it falls down onto the ground her eyes shut with this blissful look on her face when she feels his hand working her right breast while he takes the left in his mouth. A motion that is quickly followed by another when he switches targets making her moan even louder as the fingers of her right hand find their way down into her jeans and into her underwear that starts to get rather wet.
" Ollie? Please? No more teasing."
Bringing his motion to a stop looking up seeing the blissful look across his fiancee's face while her right hand is seen out of the corner of his eye out of sight giving her erect nipple one last lick leaning his head back away from her breasts causing her eyes to flutter open and look his way with a smile reaching down gently Oliver pulls Laurel's hand out from her jeans revealing a two very wet digits in the form of her index finger and her middle finger before without looking away he takes her fingers in his mouth and gently sucks on them causing her eyes to flutter shut. To shut before they snap open with this intense look of lust filling them that makes her press both of her hands down on his chest and push him back until he is laying down on the fold out cell bed. A motion that quickly follows another when she snaps off the bed and undoes the zipper of his jeans before with a tug she rips the jeans off from his legs leaving him in nothing but his boxers as he rips his shirt off quickly and chucks it off to the side of the cell. A small pile of clothes that keeps on building up when she wiggles out of her jeans and panties kicking them away leaving her nude as the day she was born as his boxers soon joins their growing pile when he takes them off with haste.
A pile of clothes that would become the first sight a passing by officer would see in the coming minutes as a sound coming from the holding cells draws his attention. This sight that makes his eyes go wide before they widen even further when his eyes snap up when a loud moan is heard over the sound of the cell bed creaking rather loudly. The sight of the young couple in the holding cell having sex with Laurel riding Oliver as her breasts bounce up and down while she cups her right breast in her hand while her lover's hands are seen grasping a tight hold of her ass. This sight that makes the officer's eyes widen by the second as he watches the couple that just seem to not care if they have an audience watching or not before he makes a hasty retreat.
The clang of a key striking silently against a lock. The silentest of clangs that make her open her eyes and watch with dazy vision a figure silently pull open the door leading into their cell. A figure that she recognizes the moment her vision clears up. A man that doesn't look her in the eyes noir does he look at the cell's bed where she and Oliver's nude bodies are barely being covered up with her leather jacket.
" Laurel? Get dressed."
Such a silent whisper that makes her look up towards the man that had once been her father's most trusted partner with nothing but confusion that is suddenly met to her surprise a stern look.
" We don't have time for this. They'll be here soon to collect you unless you get out of here. Now hurry up and get dressed. Wake up your boyfriend and have him do the same."
Unable to keep the look of shock from her face despite Hilton turning his back and leaving the cell with the door remaining open quickly snapping out of her shock gently shaking Oliver's shoulder causing his eyes to crack open and meet her own. What was going on was anyone's guess but from the look in the older man's eyes. A man that she once knew her father trusted with his life every single time he went out onto the streets. A man that deep down inside she knew she could trust. He had already proven this many times over the years. How he had not only put his career on the line when he had gone to bat for her on the witness stand but just earlier this afternoon when he had stood by her side and ended up having a shouting match with who she knew now to be the police chief of the station. Whatever was going on in the end she knew she could trust this man and hopefully this wouldn't be a mistake that she would regret.
" What's going on?"
Snapping out of her thoughts looking down towards Oliver seeing nothing but confusion in his sleepy eyes with a subtle nod over her shoulder Laurel watches with slight amusement his confusion turn to shock when he spots the cell door opened before his eyes snap back to meet her own.
" Get dressed. We're getting the hell out of here."
Not needing to be told twice feeling her body moving until she is no longer laying on top of him without any delay Oliver gets up from the bed and quickly moves around to get dressed. A feat he accomplishes within minutes before he is lead out of the cell hand in hand by Laurel as she makes haste to catch up towards Hilton that is found leaning up against a nearby wall with his eyes trained on the entrance doors leading down to the lower level. Eyes that never leave the entrance doors as they make their way over towards him. But once they do? Each is dumbfounded when they see his hand retract from his firearm that seems to be unclasped from his belt as though he had intended to use such a weapon against any that would come through those doors and him look their way with a faint smile across his face as he nods his head back over their shoulder.
" Good first thing is first."
Reaching his left hand into the inside of his jacket slowly Hilton pulls out an envelope from within that to the couple's confusion can be seen filled with something to the brim. An envelope that without any delay is extended out towards Laurel that hesitantly takes it out of the police detective's hand and with Oliver watching over her shoulder opens to find bills one after another inside. What looks to be a couple thousand of dollars inside of the envelope. A sight that makes Laurel's eyes widen before she looks up towards Hilton with confusion before the moment she opens her mouth she is silenced when he simply smiles and nods his head over her shoulder. A gesture that she follows with her eyes before she catches the sight of another door at the end of the hallway.
" I wish I had more to give but that should be enough for the both of you to get as far away from the city as possible. Go through that door and take a right. Before long you should find yourselves in the department's parking lot. Stick to the shadows and keep silent. Once you're outside go to police cruiser number seven. Inside you will find the keys already in the ignition with a bag packed for each of you from your apartment. Now you need to listen carefully on this next part. I need you to drive down the road a few blocks then ditch the cruiser somewhere that it won't be discovered easily. Once you've done this go straight to the train station. Don't stop until you board the train. It is due to leave for Central City in a few hours. By the time the train has already left the station the officers assigned to come here and escort you Ms Lance to Iron Heights Prison will have discovered your escape. I want you to stay out of sight. Laurel this is very important for you. You will become a high valued target to every law enforcement agency out there. You will be charged with not only escaping police custody but also kidnapping to the highest degree. Stay out of sight."
Unable to speak a single word staring into the eyes of the stern looking man looking straight at her with these pleading eyes that are just begging her to follow his instructions to the letter without saying a single word gulping her throat silently Laurel nods her head causing a look of relief to come across Hilton's face for a split moment before it disappears when he looks over her shoulder and towards Oliver.
" Take good care of her. You hear me? Whenever you have a choice. Whenever you have to choose between her and something else always choose her. Always her. The world be damned. Cherish her until your last breath. Love her like she should be. Do whatever it takes to make her happy."
Nodding his head with nothing but determination across his face reaching down silently Oliver slips his hand into Laurel's own giving her hand a squeeze that just makes her return the gesture before she looks back towards Hilton with her eyes starting to burn.
" But why? I don't understand. Why do this for us? Why would you sacrifice so much for us?"
Staring into her watery eyes that are about to shed tears at any moment to her shock that is clearly seen across her face a genuine smile comes across Hilton's face.
" It's because you're worth it. Your father was a great man. Not just as a police officer but as a human being as well. Every cop in this joint could tell you a story about him. If he was here right now i know in my heart he would tell you how proud he is of you. The guts that you've shown to do what is right. The courage that you have shown when the world seems to be against you. Truth be told, I'm proud of you. I'm proud of the young woman that you've become."
Seeing a lone tear trickling down her cheek giving her a watery smile Hilton for a split moment looks over his shoulder and back towards the entrance doors leading down to them.
" It's funny. When I first joined the academy when I was younger I knew what I was signing up for but I never thought I would gain a daughter out of it in the end. When you leave this city and arrive in Central City chances are i will be gone. I don't want you to blame yourself for it. This is my choice. The sacrifice I must make to ensure you and your boyfriend have a future."
Unable to look into her watery eyes anymore turning on his heels very slowly Hilton walks away from them down the hallway before he comes to a stop a few steps in to look over his shoulder back towards Oliver locking eyes with the younger man.
" Remember what i said Mr Queen. Keep our girl safe."
Without waiting for a response turning his head back forward slowly Hilton walks down the rest of the hallway and emerges up a pair of steel steps before he exits out of the room silently closing the door behind him leaving Oliver and Laurel alone. A couple that snaps out of their shock when with a tug Oliver pulls Laurel with him slowly down the hallway towards the other end of the hallway until they disappear around the corner and out of sight.