Felicity was working on more security updates for the new house they were moving to in a couple of days, when the security system blared again. She jumped but was happy to see that it was Anatoly in the elevator with two of his men. Mike told her not to open the door, no matter what and he went out to greet the head of the Bratva. He politely informed him that he would not be allowed to bring a weapon in the apartment and his men would have to stay outside.
"Ah, Mike, is it? I am happy to report I have no guns on my person, for Felicity warned me you were thorough with your job. I do however, have a gift for Mrs. Queen that will not pass your review. I have brought her a handgun for her own personal protection. A Sig Sauer P320. Please, feel free to inspect it and hold it on your own person. Her safety is my only priority now that my Brother has went to prison." Anatoly said expansively.
The two bodyguards, stepped back away from the door, taking a position on either side of the elevator. Mike opened the box, saw the gun, the magazine and the boxes of ammunition nestled beside it. He took the gun, patted Anatoly down thoroughly and allowed him to enter.
Felicity hurried to greet him, "Anatoly! My favorite Russian! How was your trip? Thank you for coming to see me. Oliver will be sad he missed you, but of course he is missing everyone, cause you know, Prison." Felicity babbled, hugging Anatoly.
"'Felicity, you are as adorable as ever. However, could my American Brother leave you alone?" Anatoly said charmingly.
"Hero complex, King of Angst, Death Wish, you name it." Felicity said only a bit bitter. "What brings you to Star City Anatoly?"
"My dear, I want to help you get rid of Ricardo Diaz. He is a cockroach on this earth and must be stomped out. I am here to offer the Bratva protection to you and young William as well. We need to get Oliver out of prison and put Diaz in the ground." Anatoly said calmly, brushing a stray thread from his suit. "I am most happy to put a bullet in his brain at any moment."
Mike was shocked he spoke so easily of murdering someone. "Anatoly, we can't do that yet. We may need him to leverage Oliver out of prison. Once we know if that is a no go, then we will plan how to stop Diaz." Felicity said calmly.
"Felicity, every breath he takes is a breath too many. He is a danger to everyone you care about." Anatoly reasoned. He knew she wouldn't want him killed, but they needed to stop him sooner than later.
"I agree completely, but if handing him over to someone frees my husband, that is what we need to do. If it doesn't, then I don't care what happens to him at all." Felicity said boldly. She knew Anatoly would kill the man, probably painfully, but that wasn't her concern right now.
"Alright, my dear, for now, we will wait. But the second I see him make a move, I will end his miserable existence, deal?" Anatoly reasoned.
"Deal!" Felicity said, hoping he wouldn't kill Diaz before she used him to get Samanda and free Oliver. "So, you will be staying in Star City for a while?"
"Yes, I will be nearby as long as you need me. Also, I bring you a gift!" Anatoly said jovially.
"A gift? For me, you shouldn't have!" Felicity said excited.
Mike had to chuckle at her excitement. He didn't think she would be as happy to know it was a gun.
"A gun?" Felicity said softly, opening the box.
"You may be umnitsa, Felicity, but Diaz is ruthless. He won't stop until he makes Oliver pay. The way he does that is to hurt you and his son. You must protect yourself. Guards are good, Mike seems very good actually, but if he falls, then what? You throw a tablet at him? He will kill you slowly, painfully, just to torture Oliver. Be ready to kill him to protect yourself and your son." Anatoly said softly, pleading with her to keep the gun.
Felicity stared at him, realizing he was right. This moment right here was when she had to make the choice, victim or survivor. For William and Oliver, she needed to be a survivor. All her security couldn't be 100% impenetrable, so this gun could mean the difference between her life or Diaz. "Okay. You are right."
Mike was surprised by her easy acceptance. "Felicity, you need to know how to use that."
"I do know how to use a gun, Diggle taught me years ago. I have just always chosen not to carry one. That changes today." Felicity said calmly. "I know you will do everything to protect my family, but I need to be able to protect myself too."
Anatoly gave her his new contact information and told her he would be in touch. He had men here to watch out for her as well as stay on Diaz, so her team could relax a bit in their patrols. Felicity knew Roy, Nyssa and Thea wouldn't trust the Russians, but it made him feel better, so she didn't argue.
He left, and Felicity sat down on the couch looking at the box with the gun in it. After staring at it for a moment, she reached for it and loaded the magazine efficiently and made sure the safety was on before placing the gun in her purse. She grabbed her laptop and checked her cameras again. Black Siren was in her office, speaking on the phone to someone. Felicity checked the phone records before jumping to her feet. "That BITCH! What the hell is she up to!" She shouted.
Mike was instantly on his feet and by her side, "What is going on?"
"The Fake Laurel has been on the phone with the prison for 24 minutes. She is sitting there like a damn cat that just ate the canary, dammit! Can you grab my tablet? I need to listen to the call now!" Felicity said anxiously.
Logging into her tablet, while monitoring the video she pulled up the phone call from her wiretap. Waiting for it to que up, she wondered how many federal laws she was breaking in jus this moment. If only Samanda knew about this. Oh well, she thought. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
"This is Laurel Lance, Star City DA. I need to get access to one of your inmates for questioning. Inmate #4587, Oliver Queen." she heard. The rest of the conversation was just setting the time and place in the prison for her "questioning" Oliver. Felicity was irate. How dare this witch get access to Oliver. She didn't know how to stop her without making a scene, but she had to make sure to protect Oliver. She had to decide if this was important enough to let her know they were listening to her calls. She really didn't want to show that card until she had to.
A moment later, her cell phone rang, and she grabbed it up quickly, worried it was about William or Oliver. Seeing the phone number, she scowled. "What do you want?" She said irritated.
"Nice way to greet your District Attorney, Felicity." The woman in question snarked.
"Get on with it then, District Attorney." Felicity sniped right back at her.
"Aw, Felicity, call me Laurel. All my friends do." She said, twirling in her chair.
"WE are not friends and you are not MY Laurel, so again, tell me what you want." Felicity said annoyed.
"I just wanted to tell you I arranged to visit Ollie at Slabside." Black Siren said haughtily.
"Why do you need to visit him and why are you telling me?" Felicity said, masking her surprise.
"Because I need information and Ollie has it. I thought if you went with me he would be more likely to give it to me." She confessed.
"What information do you think my husband has? And whether I am there or not, we both know he isn't going to trust you with anything." Felicity said. As much as she wanted to see Oliver, she knew better than to trust the villain on the phone.
"I want to know where Diaz is. I want to know everything he knows about him and how I can find him to kill him." Black Siren confessed easily.
"First, you couldn't kill Diaz when you had multiple chances. Second, if Oliver knew where he was he would use that to get out of prison, not help you. Lastly, we don't trust or like you, so he wouldn't tell you anyways." Felicity said.
"So, I guess that means you won't meet me at the Prison tomorrow? I know your attorney has a visit next week, but I thought you might want to get in there this week too." Siren wheedled.
"Oh, I will meet you at the prison, however, know this, I have all the evidence I need to send you to Prison, back to Earth 2 or to hell, if I see fit. Do not cross me or you will find out." Felicity threatened.
"I wouldn't dream of it. This is just a courtesy visit to see Ollie 1pm tomorrow." Siren said before hanging up the phone.
Felicity let out a small scream of frustration. "His name is Oliver bitch." she mutters.
"You are not going anywhere with her!" Mike says vehemently.
"Mike, I have to go. She can't know that I am on to her. She knows I don't trust her, but I can't let her see Oliver without me." Felicity explained.
"I am telling John about this. I am sure he will want to be there too." Mike relented.
"We will meet her there at 2pm, but I want extra people with Will. This could be a trick to distract us from him. If it is, I will kill her myself." Felicity said nervously.