She was anxiously waiting on William to come home so she could tell him about Oliver and that she had been able to share his letter with him. She made sure that Argus was moving both their personal and the new items she had purchased into the house. She was really hoping that they could surprise everyone with the house being ready to go tonight, instead of tomorrow.
Will came home and they chatted about her visit and he laughed at Black Siren tattling on her to Oliver and Felicity sassing her. He went to his room to start on his homework and Felicity boiled some water for tea. She had downed so much coffee she was buzzing.
When she exited the kitchen she heard the alarm go off. Suddenly, there was Ricardo Diaz in the living room. Felicity hit the secondary alarm so it started ringing and the lights started flashing, yelling for William to lock the door and not come out, she ran back to the counter to grab her purse. She barely touched the strap when he grabbed her by the hair and tossed her to the ground. She struggled to maintain her grip on the strap pulling it closer. But he wrenched it from her hands and smacked her in the face. She jerked away from Diaz and lunged back to her feet. He stalked closer to her, following her as she scrambled for her footing. She silently cursed herself for taking off her shoes. Felicity was watching for him to indicate what he was going to do next, when he lunged at her, she grabbed a large decorative vase and swung it at his head. It shattered and rained glass all over the two of them. Diaz, wiping blood away from his eyes, staggered towards her.
"Bitch, I am going to make you pay for that. When I am done with you, even Queen won't be able to ID your body. Then I am going to slit that brat's throat and watch him die slowly." Diaz threatened. He grabbed her again, but she kicked and bit his arm, wrenching away from his stinking hold again. She was desperate to keep his attention on her, praying she could hold him off until the cavalry arrived. Suddenly, he charged forward, but she dodged his hold, cursing the broken vase she was stepping on. As she spun around, he grabbed her hair again and this time held her tightly. Felicity was desperate to get out of his hold and used her feet to kick off the wall and throw her weight backward. They both went crashing through the glass and metal coffee table, but she rolled quickly away from her when he relaxed his hold on her as they fell. She got to her feet as quick as she could, keeping her focus on Diaz.
Felicity was terrified, but tried to remain focused. He was coming towards her, she was barefoot, couldn't get to her gun since that was in her purse on the floor behind Diaz. She slid backwards towards the kitchen and glanced at the sink with knives beside it. Diaz thought she was headed for the knives and dove to block her. As he dove, she spun towards the stove instead and reached for the heavy metal tea kettle instead and splashed the boiling water in his face, before using the pot as a hammer against the bastards forehead. She managed to hit him twice, before he hit the ground, but he grabbed her as he went down. He was trying to use his weight to hold her down, but she kept pushing him away and beating at him with the tea kettle and her feet. She struggled loose just as the door slammed open and John and Lyla ran into the room. Guns drawn, they were shocked to see Felicity sliding away from Diaz's body. She jumped up and grabbed the knife first, putting it in front of her and getting between Diaz and the hallway to Will.
"Don't Move Diaz!" John and Lyla shouted, leveling their guns at the monster rising to his feet. Felicity, hands, shaking, tears streaming down her face, never wavered with her knife held in front of her.
"Felicity, we are here. We have this now." Lyla said calmly, watching Diaz glaring at her as John slapped cuffs on the evil bastard.
"Felicity, Felicity, look at your house, I got into your house while you were surrounded and supposed to be safe. I will keep coming for you, you and that brat. I won't stop until you are both dead and Oliver watches you both die." Diaz whispered menacingly.
"Felicity, ignore him. You are both fine!" Lyla said, glaring at him. She hated this bastard and really wanted to just shoot him dead.
Felicity looked at him carefully, she had managed to draw blood on his face, his hands were bloody and thanks to the vase and the glass coffee table, his shirt was shredded in a couple of spots. "Oh, you think I am scared, you think you made me cry?" Felicity said, straightening her back and keeping the knife held up. She managed a smile at this bastard, meeting his beady stare with her own beautiful blue shining. Diaz looked surprised at the saccharine sweetness tone of voice she was using.
"I am crying, sure, I got a few bumps and bruises, but those heal. What I am crying about is that you lost. You played your hand so badly, you attacked a woman and child AND YOU STILL LOST. You got your ass kicked by a computer tech and a tea kettle, bitch. You think you are the hardest thing my family has faced, you are barely on the scale of villains we have taken down. We faced Ras Ah Ghul and won, Deathstroke, I am sure you have heard of him, what you don't know, Ricky, is that I AM THE ONE THAT TOOK HIM OUT. Yeah, that was me, with my cute dress and shoes and a syringe to his neck. The Count, Malcolm Freaking Merlyn, Dharhrk and his ghosts, hell, he at least put me in a wheel chair…. The only thing you did is give me a few bumps and cuts. I faced so many criminals and you don't scare me. I can't wait to see your ass in prison, ESPECIALLY when I make sure everyone knows that Green Arrows wife kicked your ass. Aren't you supposed to be some sort of martial arts expert? Hmm, I guess brains beat brawn, again huh?" Felicity taunted him. She needed him to crack, for him to be angry and off balance.
"Go ahead, Felicity, brag right now, but remember, The Dragon is after you." Diaz shouted as they drug him out of the apartment.
"Screw you Dragon. My tea kettle isn't even scared." Felicity said softly. She then remembered Will was in his room and dropped the knife and ran upstairs. Knocking on the door, she called out, "Will, honey, its me. He is gone. John is taking him away. You can open up now." She prayed he was okay and hadn't heard too much.
The Door flung open and Will barrelled into her arms, knocking the breath out of her. She held him tightly, sliding to the floor, not releasing him until he squirmed to get free. He took one look at her face and was shocked! "Felicity you are hurt! We need to get you to the hospital!"
"I am fine Will, just a couple bruises and some cuts. You should see the other guy!" Felicity quipped.
"Felicity! Let's get you checked out!" Will admonished, worried about her. He called for some help and he and Lyla carefully eased Felicity off the floor and to the bathroom.
She was starting to hurt and was shocked with how bad she actually looked. When the bastard had hit her in the face, her upper lip had cracked and she had blood all over the side of her mouth and neck. One of the pieces of glass had apparently caught her above the eye and sliced the skin there too. She had many small cuts and abrasions on her neck too. Her right arm was hurting worse and she knew she had landed on her elbow really hard. Her feet were bleeding from her run through the shattered glass as well.
Lyla ran to her room to get Felicity a change of clothes so she could shower and get the blood off so they could survey the damage better. Just as they were shooing Wiliam out, there was shouting from downstairs and Thea, Roy and Nyssa were pushing their way into the wrecked living room. "Thea, we are up here!" William called, his voice a higher tenor than normal. Thea and Roy sprinted up the stairs, sliding to a halt when they saw Felicity's battered face.
"OH MY GOD! Felicity. What the hell happened?" Thea shouted, hugging her sister in law gently.
"Diaz got into the apartment. Luckily the alarms went off and William locked his door just like he is supposed to do. I held Diaz off until John and Lyla got here. But I am okay." Felicity said modestly.
"HELD HIM OFF? You hit him with boiling water and then the METAL kettle. That isn't holding him off. That is kicking his ass!" Lyla said, her eyes blazing. She was over everyone thinking Felicity couldn't defend herself. "Your system notified us, we were delayed by his men. By the time we got here, he was down for the count."
Felicity smiled tiredly. "I am so glad you guys got here in time. I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to William. Is it okay if we talk in a minute, I would really like a shower and a drink a whole bottle of wine while John stitches a couple of these up."
Everyone agreed that Thea would stay and help Felicity wash her hair and then meet downstairs to figure out what to do now. William wouldn't leave the hallway until Felicity was cleaned up. Roy was shaking he was so mad that no one was there to protect Felicity and that somehow Diaz had slipped by him while he was watching the hotel. Nyssa was anxious to make sure that Felicity was truly okay. Lyla was worried about the moment when Felicity realized that Diaz had killed the evening guards. Luckily, Mike and Rob had come in to relieve them just as Lyla and John had gotten the warning that Diaz was inside. They had been able to hold off his Goons so that they could get inside and stop Diaz. She knew Felicity would blame herself for their deaths.
Lyla pulled up the security system to see how Diaz had gotten to the apartment without the alarms going off until he was inside. They watched them overpower the outdoor guard and use his hand on the scanner to open the elevator. Then before the other two guards could even get their weapons out, he had shot them dead. Using a silencer, Felicity hadn't heard anything until he used the key from the dead guard to open the door.
They saw her immediately tense up, hit the alarm and warn William. They watched in horror at her being grabbed and beaten. They watched in shock as she used her tiny feet to push off the wall, throwing them both back into the coffee table and then roll away, bleeding and injured. When he taunted Felicity, Nyssa decided he would die. When he punched the tiny woman, she decided to kill him by removing his hands first. Roy was shaking with rage and couldn't believe Felicity was still standing after this beating. Lyla was devastated that she hadn't protected her friend. John was feeling immense rage and guilt that he had allowed Diaz to get close enough to hurt her. When they saw her toss the boiling water into his face, they all were so surprised, however the reality that she had been smart enough to use the tea kettle as a weapon was even better. Seeing her not take her eyes off the bastard, even while she was in pain and crying made Lyla decide one thing.
"Johnny, he needs to die." Lyla whispered.
"Slowly." Nyssa growled.
"Painfully." Roy added.
"By my hand" John swore.
They agreed that once they had Oliver out, this bastard wouldn't be allowed to breath again.
"Okay, guys, here comes the bad ass Felicity Smoak" Thea announced. She wanted to make sure they were ready for Felicity and William to come downstairs.
They had swept up all the glass and removed the broken table, replaced the tea kettle and had a bottle of Felicity's favorite red wine on the counter. Mike and Rob were standing in the kitchen, mourning their friends death and being so grateful that Felicity and William were safe. When she came limping down the stairs, Roy and John both rushed to pick her up. John got there first, so Roy pulled the chair out for her and hovered with the emergency kit.
"Not really looking my best, eh?" Felicity smirked. She saw all their worried gazes and knew she had to lighten the mood. William was so scared he was shaking.
"You are always beautiful." Thea said defiantly. She was terrified that something could have happened to Felicity. She didn't think they could survive that kind of loss. Oliver and William needed her too much. "We are so sorry we weren't here for you Felicity."
"I don't know how that Bastard got away from me!" Roy said heatedly. He was feeling even more guilt taking in the bruises and cuts she endured.
"Hey, now, listen here." Felicity said soothingly. "This is on that bastard, Black Siren and Samanda Watson. NONE of you did this, NONE of you let this happen. Digg and Lyla stopped him…"
"Dammit, Felicity. Stop. YOU Felicity Smoak, you stopped him." Lyla snapped.
Everyone, including Felicity, stared at her. "We got here in time to slap the cuffs on him. I hate that this happened, I hate you got hurt and Will is worried, but you need to get this in that big brain of yours, YOU STOPPED HIM. You defended your son and yourself and stopped this bastard. Oliver, John and the police force didn't stop him, but YOU DID! Now, I am going to use him to get Oliver the hell out of jail. Because of YOU!" Lyla ranted.
Everyone stared at Lyla, shocked that she had raised her voice at Felicity.
"Lyla, I just did whatever I could to hold him off…" Felicity stammered.
"And you did it! You used that brain of yours and all those years of watching Oliver, Johnny and team to defeat him. Now we have leverage to save Oliver." Lyla said firmly.
Everyone nodded their agreement and Felicity wisely kept her mouth shut. John started cleaning her cuts on her face. Thea distracted William with teasing Roy, while Nyssa silently watched Felicity trying not to react to the pain. John made quick work, cleaning each cut on her face and arms. Her elbow and arm would require some stitches, but other than that, it looked like she was going to be okay. John gave her some aspirin, having to assure her that it was actually just aspirin this time with a smile.
They sat down for some sandwiches, while everyone thought about how having Diaz in custody gave them a bargaining chip to use to get Oliver home. The Alarm system was changed to require a handprint and a code, so that no one would be able to use just one part to enter the apartment. Everyone worked to distract William from the terror he had felt and couldn't wait to move out of the apartment the next day.
Soon, Felicity could barely hold her head up and Will was exhausted as well. John urged them to go to bed, with Thea electing to stay with Felicity in her room and Roy bunking with William. Felicity was grateful someone would be with William through the night and quickly changed her clothes and crawled into bed. She was asleep quickly after checking out Oliver's security feed to make sure he was okay.
John called Slade and let him know what had happened and to watch out for Oliver in the next couple of days. He was worried that Diaz had something in store for Oliver.