Part 8
Once on the plane, Green Arrow began to remove the still damp clothing from his ex partners body, stripping the young man down to his boxers ..cursing to himself at the numerous new and healing cuts and bruises that covered Roy's body..He'd been the victim of torture techniques himself before and he knew instantly what had occurred to his boy..he also knew it left more than the physical wounds that needed healing..the emotional ones were much harder to recover from
"You'll find a thermal blanket in the first aide compartment." Batman said as he entered the plane behind the Archer...He paused for a moment, to look at the young man before reaching out to take hold of the young Archers arm, running his thumb lightly over the small bruises on the inside of the red head's elbow "Track marks.".
"I know..I saw em." Green Arrow replied, returning with the blanket and beginning to cover Roy's body. "Bastards..If we didn't have to get him out of here so quick I'd..." The Archer broke off and shook his head. "What they hell coulda been so damn important that they'd do this to him?"
Batman moved into the cockpit. "We'll find out soon enough."
A soft moan brought Green Arrows attention back to the younger Archer. "'S okay kiddo, your safe now..no one's gonna hurt ya while I've got your back." he said quietly, placing a strong hand on Roy's shoulder, to be rewarded by the younger man opening his eyes and trying to focus on his face.
"Ollie" Roy whispered..his breathing increasing, the wheezy gasps becoming more noticeable.
"Just lay there kiddo, don't try to talk..."
"I didn't tell them Ollie..I'll never tell."
Green Arrow frowned. "Tell what son?..What didn't you tell them?" he asked.
"I'll never tell..."
The words faded away and Roy lapsed back into sleep, his laboured breathing echoing in Green Arrows ears. "Must be one hell of a secret." he muttered.
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"They have failed you Austin..There is nothing more we can do."
"You know me better than that Amar..I have not given up yet, there is always a way..righteousness will always succeed...My mistake was in allocating such important work to a lesser subject..I do not blame David, he is weak..but I am strong." Dixon said as he stood looking out the window..his hands clasp behind his back
"You intend to proceed with the plan?" Amar asked, standing quietly behind the other man
"Of course."
"How..we don't have Harper anymore..."
"Don't underestimate the greater good Amar..We are not finished yet, our work is of too greater importance to stop..we are only pawns in a far greater purpose, a purpose that must be fulfilled." Dixon replied as he turned to face the smaller man.
"Than what will we do?" Amar asked curiously, he didn't doubt for a moment Dixon would have a plan.
Austin Dixon smiled, "We will take back what is our's..I will ensure it is done personally this time. There will be no mistakes..The information Roy Harper has is rightfully ours and he will give it to us."
"When will you do it?"
"We will allow him time to recover slightly..have someone find out where he is taken to..and have them watch him carefully. I'll let you know when it's time to move." Dixon said, waving at the other dismissively, he watched as Amar turned to go. "Oh and Amar.."
"Yes Austin"
"Have confidence..we are never alone..know that."
"Yes Austin."
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