When the Darkness Comes
Chapter Six
Felicity kept gawking at her 'visitors', or if she could even call them that, as they sent a smirk at her way. She threw the right shoe at the person that was sitting at the couch previously who was now standing up and it flew past him, barely missing his face, and through the window.
"Great! Now I have to get the window fixed." Felicity said with a heavy sigh as she inspected the broken glass. "And you!" She quickly whirled around to face the man she threw the stiletto shoe at, Slade Wilson, and poked his chest with the heel of the left shoe she was holding. "You have the audacity to break into my house after what you did to me?"
"After what I did to you?"Slade said as he pretended to look offended at Felicity's words. "Why, Miss Smoak," he continued. "I only gave you the means to get what you want."
"And what is it that I want?" Felicity asked with a hint of sarcasm and curiosity in her voice as she waved the other shoe around.
"Revenge on Oliver Queen."
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µThe Following day…
Felicity stood in front of Queens Consolidated. She breathed in and released a heavy sigh. She made her way to the entrance of the building and made her way through reception to the elevator. Over the silence inside the elevator, she mulled over what she was going to say to Oliver when they see each other at his office. When she finally reached the executives floor, she got out of the elevator and entered her office to pack her things. When she noticed he wasn't there, She placed the box she was carrying on top of her desk and looked at her table. She sighed again and started packing her stuff. Picture frames, pens and pencils, notebooks, etc., and as she was packing she heard the glass doors open and saw Isabel Rochev walking with her head up high as if they were all beneath her. She sighed again, and this time out of frustration as the literal Devil wears Prada stopped in front of her desk with a condescending smirk on her face.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Isabel said as she looked at Felicity and the box she was packing. "Did Oliver finally realize what an incompetent assistant you are and fired you?"
"I quit, actually." Felicity replied, not looking at Isabel.
"Really?" Isabel replied with curiosity and shock coloring her tone. "I thought you were attached to the hip with Oliver?"
"Not anymore, apparently"
"Ooh, did you two have a Lovers' Quarrel?"
"We wouldn't be having a Lovers' Quarrel if we aren't a couple, now would we?" She finally looked up to look at Isabel and rested her elbow on the edge of the open box.
"Deny it all you want. But everybody knows what's happening behind closed doors between you and Oliver. And the rumors rarely lie. Especially when it comes to you two"
"And who do you think started those rumors?" Felicity asked and looked knowingly at Isabel as she started packing again.
"Are you suggesting that I started those rumors?" Isabel inquired, pretending to be offended with a hand on her chest. She let out an exaggerated gasp and continued talking. "I'm offended by that."
"Whatever." Felicity stated dismissively and put the lid back on the box since she already finished packing her things. She rounded the table and walked to the door. She held the box in one hand and opened one of the double glass doors with the other. Before she completely stepped out of her office, she turned around to look at Isabel once more and opened her mouth and said; "It was NOT a pleasure working with you, Miss Rochev." She left the office with a smirk on her face, leaving a gaping Isabel standing in her former office.
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Felicity left the building with the box in one hand while digging for her car keys from her pocket in the other. She finally got her fingers around the keys when she looked up and saw Oliver and Sara by the town car with Diggle at the drivers' seat in front of QC. She saw Oliver and Sara kiss goodbye and her nerves flared up. 'How dare they?' she thought to herself.
Barely able to contain her anger, Felicity started stomping away with steam coming out of her ears. She reached her rental car around the corner and put the box on the passenger seat. She rounded the car and got in the drivers' seat. After a beat, she jammed her keys into the ignition and turned on the engine; she put her hand on the wheel and started gripping. Before she could destroy the steering wheel, she took deep, calming breaths through her nose before exhaling slowly through her mouth. Once she calmed herself, she drove to an abandoned building in the glades. There were papers scattered all over what looked to be the lobby. She made her way through the emergency stairs and climbed up to the forth floor. When she entered the door that lead to the hallway, she saw two of Slade's goons waiting for her. They escorted her to what looked to be a conference room and there stood Slade, looking at her expectantly.
He smiled at her and said, "Hello, Miss Smoak-"
"I'm in." Felicity said with a straight face and a neutral tone as she cut off Slade and looked him straight in the eyes. "When do I start?" She inquires while crossing her arms.
"Now." Slade looked at Felicity with triumph coloring his face as he saw anger, jealousy and hate in Felicity's eyes.
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∞∞□◁◆▶□● ∞∞The night before...
"What?!"
"I know about Oliver and Sara." Slade said matter-of-factly. "I know that they betrayed your trust." He continued as he walked closer to her. "In your sanctuary, no less. In your home, where you feel safe the most." He started circling her as she looked at the ground with an incredilous look. "They took your feelings and threw it in your face." He was playing mind games with her, Felicity knew that, but she was starting to believe him. Besides, he had a point. He was messing with her head and she was letting him. "And Oliver, he knew about your feelings, they both did, and they didn't care enough to do the deed somewhere else, they did it in the place where you have an easy access to."
"How do you know?" She looked up and stared Slade down. "How do you know about Oliver amd Sara? About what I feel for Oliver?"
"That's a secret."
"How do you expect me trust you when I don't know where you got all of that from."
"How do I know you won't go ratting me out to Oliver?"
"Touché."
He smirked at her and said, "I only need three things from you, Miss Smoak."
"And what are those?"
"Your Cooperation, Loyalty and skills."
"Will you train me on how to control myself from smashing everything in my way and train me how to fight?"
"Of Course."
"I'll think about it."
Slade looked at her with Victory in his eyes. "You have until 12 noon tomorrow to give me an amswer."
And with that he left. Leaving Felicity to her own thoughts and Slade's offer.
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∞∞Present time...
That night, Feeling like a nervous wreck, Felicity entered the foundry slowly, her heels clicking on the metal stairs. She made it to the bottom of the stairs and saw Oliver, Diggle and Sara sparring while Roy watched from the sidelines. She made her way to her chair and sat there to do her thing when Oliver came closer to her.
"Put that towel on this table and I will beat you senseless." Felicity warned while still looking at the monitors of her set up.
"And I actually believe you will." Oliver replied and slung his towel on his shoulder. "So, how have you been?" Oliver asked with a hint of concern in his voice that made Felicity look up from her monitors into his eyes. "You'be kinda been distant."
"I'm fine, Oliver. Just stressed."
"Oh, okay. If you need the time off-"
"Oliver! I'm fine."
"If you say so." Oliver said, not entirely convinced. "So, how's the moving coming along?"
"Good, actually." Felicity replied. "I'm already having movers send my stuff to Gotham tomorrow."
"Are you really in that much of a hurry to leave us?"
"Do you really want an honest answer to that?"
"Yes, in fact I do."
"Fine!" Felicity shouted as she stood up directly in front of Oliver. "Yes, I am in that much of a hurry to leave Starling. You know why? To get away from you!" She shouted as she poked his chest with her finger. "You are drivng me crazy, Oliver! You keep hurting me. I know that you know that you're hurting me. Don't try denying it."
Oliver listened to her rant while the others just stood by the training mats, looking and listening in on their conversation.
"I have always been there for you. And I'm not saying that you aren't there for me, but Frack, Oliver. Do you even notice that I'm here? That I have risked a lot for you and this crusade of yours?! Not only that, you ruined what was possibly a real, good, no lying relationship I could have had. But you just had to step in and ruin that, too. Now the guy was struck by lightning and is in a coma!"
"Well, it's not my fault that the guy had a hidden agenda of why he was here!"
"And he may have told me if you have just given him a chance!"
"Is this what this is about? Barry?!" Oliver asked, face to face with Felicity.
"You ruined a lot of things for me, Oliver. My possibility of a promotion, my dream job of being in IT. And don't tell me that being your EA is a promotion because its not. It's a demotion!"
"You know why I had to do it!"
"Yes! For your own personal benefit!"
"If it weren't for me, you'd still be in your pathetic, little hidey hole, living a boring life. It's because of me that you actually have a purpose on this planet!" As Oliver said that, he instantly regretted it as he saw the look in Felicity's face. The look of hurt and shock colored her face as she stared at him. Like she couldn't believe he just said that.
"Fuck you, Oliver Queen." Felicity said with her head down, her fists shaking at her side where they were tightly clenched, her knuckles turning white.
"Felicity, I'm-"
"Fuck you," Felicity cutted off his apology and looked up at him, with pure hatred and anger in her eyes. "I hope you rot in hell. You deserve it." Felicity then grabbed her coat and bag from the table where her comouters were set up. She ran up the stairs without looking back, while Oliver stood frozen where he stood, shocked at himself.
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Oliver stood frozen as he thought of what he said. How did everything lead to this? He said something he shouldn't have and it pushed Felicity further away, the only person who convinced him that there was another way. He sighed and looked at the team. Diggle was looking at him with disappointment, Roy was looking at him in shock and Sara just looked at him with guilt and sympathy.
"Oliver-" Diggle started.
"I know, I know! I messed up." Oliver cutted him off.
"Oh, you did. Big time." Roy said.
Oliver glared at him.
"Okay, before we continue this conversation about what just happened," Sara entered the conversation. "He was struck by lightning?"
"Yup." Roy replied.
"And he's in a coma?"
"Right again. Lucky the guy didn't get burned to crisp."
"I should go talk to her." Oliver abruptly stated as he stood up to get showered and changed.
"I think you shouldn't." Diggle replied.
"What?"
"I think you should just let her cool down before you do more damage."
"More damage? Diggle, she is leaving town. What more damage could I cause?"
"You could drive her away forever! And if she leaves and never returns to us again, that is all on you and you have to live with it." And with that, Diggke left the foundry with Roy following him.
"Ollie, I am so sor-" Sara said.
"Sara, Just- Just don't." Oliver turned his back to Sara and got his change of clothes and headed to the showers.
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Unbeknownst to them, Felicity was already at the airport with all of her stuff packed into the cargo with Slade waiting at the open door of the plane...