AN: So sorry for the late update, rocky personal life. Anywho... We are picking up right where we left off. Still Diggle. For now at least. ONWARD, MY ARCHERS!

With a blank face, Digg took one step and swung. The blow left Mark unconscious. Turning to Thea, Digg smiled.

"You okay? Oliver is really worried. We all were," Digg questioned. Thea laughed. With a slight tremor, Thea walked toward Diggle and wrapped her arms around his waist burying her head in his chest. He just wrapped his arms around her let her know that she was safe. He heard a click from his earpiece. Tapping it with a free hand, the soldier answered.

"Yeah."

"She okay?" came the rough growl from Oliver. The emerald archer was still antsy. The soldier gave a soft laugh.

"Yeah, Oliver. She's good. Mark is down for the count. What do you want me to do with him?"

Roy had already checked in with Ollie and Tommy, all that was left to do was get the guards taken care of and to interrogate the brothers. Digg had a feeling that it was going to be a long night.

*2 Hours Later- Foundry-*

Oliver had finally calmed down enough to stop pacing. He was currently sitting on the floor in front of Felicity while she ran her fingers through his hair, soothing him further. Oliver and Diggle had brought the brothers to the cell in the foundry while Roy prepared the guards for the police. Calling Lance to let him know was simple enough. That took about an hour. It took another hour to calm Oliver down. Now they were figuring out what to do.

Felicity was watching Oliver as she ran her fingers through his hair. He was resting his head on her thigh. Oliver let out a quiet sigh before he began to explain to the girls. Thea had already told Oliver what Mark wanted from him.

"Mark was a billionaire brat that was also on the island. He and his sister Vivian. I believe that he thought the only way to get me to cooperate was to have you women with him. He knows how protective I am." Closing his eyes for a moment, the others shared concerned looks. Oliver was placing the guilt solely on himself again. Felicity gave a sharp tug on Oliver's hair.

Eyes flying open, he jerked around. "OW. What was that for?" he exclaimed. Felicity gave him a cold smile.

"You blaming yourself again. You couldn't have possibly known that an old acquaintance was going to kidnap us. Besides, everyone is home and safe. No one was hurt. We got the bad guys. All we need now is motive. We know Mark wants you're help, but what for." Felicity was gentle and firm at the same time, something only she could pull off. Oliver let out a sigh and nodded, knowing he wouldn't win. Attempting to let go of the guilt he stood and turned towards the computer.

"Will you pull up the security cams on him, please? I want to know if he is awake. If he is Tommy and I will TALK to him." Oliver requested while attempting to let go of the guilt. Felicity did so, what they saw shocked them. Mark was sitting quietly in the corner of his cell while Brian had his mouth wide open and covering the camera. Blinking in shock, Oliver nodded slowly.

"Riiiiight, so...lets go talk." The team was frozen in confusion. The emerald archer just pushed Tommy towards the cells. When they arrived Brian backed away from the camera.

"Hi. Got bored. You gonna help or not?" Mark face-palmed. Brian was chatting along.

"ADHD and nervousness will be Brian's downfall. Sorry about him. I assume since Tommy is here, that we will just be talking. I am sure Thea told you what I required. So, will you?" Mark stood and gazed at Oliver patiently. Oliver didn't respond. He was still trying to figure out what Mark needed his help with.

Tommy on the other hand was pissed.

"Why do you need Oliver to help you kill? You can clearly do so on your own. Or do you think he owes you something?" Tommy was not happy about any of this. Mark gave him a reproachful smile. Looking down briefly before looking back at Oliver, Mark began to explain.

"I need his help killing because the people I am going against have more training then I do. If I took them on alone I would die. And so would the prize. These people have someone I care about. I was hoping Oliver might understand my position. Afterall, he is a big brother."

At that statement, Oliver froze as it all clicked into place. There is nothing, nothing, a big brother wouldn' do for his siblings. This isn't Mark's typical style. He doesn't kidnap people. The only thing that would change that is his siblings being in danger, and seeing as Brian was in the cell beside him it could only be one other person. Vivian.

This has all run through his brain in only a few seconds. With narrow eyes, Oliver began to pace. Rubbing his fingers together, he began to answer.

"Vivian. She's in trouble. Damn. I wish you would have just came to me. There is always another way. With enough people, I am certain that we can bring her home safe. Since all you did was take them, and if you promise not to try anything else, I will let you go. And I will help. I won't let her die, not if I can do something about it." Oliver was already planning when he stopped in front of Mark. Even if he didn't agree, even if Mark refused to do things his way, Oliver was going to bring Vivian home. He owes her that.

Mark looked shocked. He never thought it would be this easy. They didn't leave each other on good terms, Mark thought that the archer would hate him. At the very least refuse to help. Making up his mind, Mark nodded with wide eyes. Brian had fallen silent when Oliver had begun speaking, but he was growing more hopeful by the second.

Tommy was surprised to say the least. He had forgotten how quick Oliver's mind had gotten. He was still trying to comprehend what Mark wanted. He knew it was something to do with Viv, but what exactly he wasn't sure. His input? "Huh?"

Tommy's confusion made Oliver smile. Mark on the other hand was looking at his brother. Brian was gazing at the camera, wondering who might be on the other end. Mark made his decision, and nodding at Oliver sealed is fate. Oliver opened both cells and began to lead them to the main area.

The others were waiting. Oliver went to stand beside Felicity, leaning against her table. Tommy went to Laurel and wrapped her in his arms. Facing the brothers, the team waited for Mark to begin. Now Mark was feeling ashamed, being as rash and harsh as he was.

"May I begin by apologizing? My actions were based on emotion and I wasn't thinking. Oliver may relate that rational thought goes out the window when something happens to our siblings. I was hoping for his help because he knows the group that has her. The Bratva. They took her because apparently she stole something from them. Why I don't believe them is because Vivian only steals from people who have wronged her. No one in the Bravta has. We stay away from gangs, no matter the origin. They want what she stole in exchange for her. Problem is, I have no idea what she stole, and I doubt they will let me talk to her. They brought her here, so my mind went to contacts in Starling. Only name was Ollie's." Mark took in the reactions of the team.

Everyone was frozen. They had heard of the Bratva from Oliver when he explained the star tattoo. Oliver was running through a list of people who might take Vivian while Digg was thinking of what was being done to the girl. Tommy and Laurel were thinking of what made Vivian change so much, Thea and Roy were wondering what was next. Felicity had already turned towards the computer to find what was stolen. Finding that would be an advantage. Oliver was about to respond when an alarm went off. An unauthorized person was in the club.

Felicity pulled up the security footage. With one glance Oliver knew they were in trouble.

"Anatoly."