Archers, you are going to hate me. I apologize ahead of time. Please don't kill me. *Hides behind a boulder peaking out sheepishly*

Mark was having trouble focusing on Tommy and Laurel. He kept feeling phantom pains in his abdomen, a lot like his stomach was convulsung from starvation. The only times he has ever felt phantom pain was when him and his twin were separated for long periods of time and Viv was hurt.

Brian noticed his brother's lack of focus and stopped speaking. Turning fully to the oldest Noss, Tommy asked if he was okay. Mark startled, blinking in confusion at being spoken to.

"You okay? You look like you're in pain. What's wrong?" Laurel moved closer as she spoke, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder concern plain on her face. Mark nodded slowly on the affirmative. He was still trying to find out how long until he lost his sister, his twin, to starvation. He could feel her slipping.

The brothers had been talking to the couple in the office above the club for a little over two hours now. Pretty much caught up, Brian was telling them about his hobbies. Laurel was still beside Mark, waiting for an actual answer.

With a sigh, the oldest Noss explained. "I don't know what it is, or how, but Vivian and I are connected in a way that we feel each others pain. If we are apart for a stretch of time, say over two weeks, we begin to feel if something is wrong with the other. Right now, my stomach is turning like I haven't eaten in days. And sadly, I am guessing that she hasn't. I can feel her slipping and I don't know what to do."

The billionaire and lawyer shared a look before the billionaire left the room. Tommy was going to get either alcohol or Oliver. Alcohol preferably in Mark's opinion. Brian had stilled before shifting slightly closer to his big brother. Mark turned toward him in response. The siblings were having a hard time without their middle, calmer sibling. Laurel just watched them with worry.

Thea had been at the mansion with her mom and Walter for the same amount of time that the four at the club had been talking. Moira had finally stopped asking about the kidnappings and was asking where her brother was. They were in the den, Thea and Moira on the couch and Walter on the coffee table in front of them But Walter hadn't said a word the entire time, which was kind of worrying his stepdaughter. Moira on the other hand was panicking, taking worried mother to the max.

Thea curled into her mother when she answered. "He is at the club with Laurel and Felicity. Felicity still isn't comfortable here in the mansion, and Tommy didn't want to leave Laurel or Felicity. Ollie told me to come see you to calm you down."

Moira nodded in understanding. Walter still had confusion on his face.

"What about Roy? Does he know you're home?" Walter knew how much the boy cared for his stepdaughter, and the fact that he wasn't there with her concerned him.

Thea gave a short laugh. "He knows, but he is frustrated that he couldn't help. He needed some space before he could calm down and come over." Thea couldn't believe how easily the lies came, especially since she hated being lied to. The youngest Queen knew it was necessary to keep her mom and Walter safe though. Her response eased Walter's fears enough that he finally calmed himself and smiled. Moira smiled as well knowing just how the boy from the glades felt. Moira wanted to help find her daughters as well, but was unable to. The matriarch hugged her youngest to her and kissed the side of Thea's head.

"I can see that you wish to be at the club with Oliver. Why don't you go over, and have him call us. I will be fine sweetheart." Moira was not blind. Thea was anxious to return to the club to help find Vivian, but her mother didn't know that. Thea gave a short laugh and nodded.

"You got it mom." Thea stood, kissed her mother's cheek and gave Walter a hug. Waving, she left just as Raisa came in with snacks.

Foundry, just as Tommy came down the stairs.

Tommy had just hit the bottom, when Felicity screeched.

"WHAT!? What do you mean you found a hostage? How is that even possible?" Felicity was frozen in shock, her fingers frozen over the keyboard. The boys had flown to her side when they heard her yell. Over the comms came Arsenal's response.

"It's a girl. She looks scared. It explains the extra guards. We were looking for Vivian or the jewel. We had to get lucky somehow. I mean she could be anyone, but what are the odds of that." Roy seemed just as surprised as the rest of them. Oliver had just then become aware of his best friend.

"Tommy what is it?" Oliver could plainly see the fear on his face. Tommy twitched slightly before answering, his voice shaking the entire time.
"Viv and Mark have a strange bond. If they are separated for a long time, they can tell if the other is in pain or not. Mark said that Viv is starving, his stomach feels like he hasn't eaten on days. His tie to her is slipping, I think she might be dying." Tommy was out of breath when he finished. Oliver's eyes had grown bigger as the explanation went on.

With a cry of pain the emerald archer turned to the IT girl. "Lis,..." Oliver had a plea in that one name.

Felicity growled in response. "Roy, who is it?" The Arsenal didn't answer. There was silence before a faint click. The sound of the signal being cut off. Felicity began moving instantly. Her fingers flying, the computer genius was getting pissed. The only way it would have made that sound was if something happened on the other end to cut the signal. It could have been anything, Roy turning the comms off, someone disrupting the signal, anything.

The rest of the team was beginning to worry about the silence. Felicity, getting more and more worried, kept muttering to herself. She could not find the cause of the shut off. For five minutes the only sound in the lair was that of Felicity typing, and their breathing. Then a click of reconnection, only for a sound of explosion to come through.

"ROY!"

AN: Yeah, I am mean. Sorry. Umm...the hostage's identity will be revealed I promise. Roy is not going to be killed off. I adore him. I just needed something to spice up the story. Have faith this is going somewhere and is going to get better. See you soon Archers!