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The small group quietly crept towards the dark manor, the pale moonlight offering cover from prying eyes and armed guards.

"This is where they're holding her?" Ollie asked, looking over the large mansion. "Remind me to ask Mandragora to kidnap me sometime; this place is nicer than most hotels."

Helena glared at him. "Come to think of it, we should ask him to kidnap you. That way we won't have to put up with your hippie preachings, leprechaun wear, and liberal ass."

"Personally I think I've got a great ass." Arrow replied quickly turning around to look at his backside.

"How do you constantly put up with him?" Huntress murmured, casting a look at Dinah and hoping for an explanation.

"I'm still mad at you." Canary frowned. "Now do we have a plan here?"

"Get in, kill the bastard, get her, get out." Helena said tonelessly.

"I meant a real plan." Dinah scowled.

"No, we tend to improvise." Q explained. "I like to plan but normally there isn't time."

"We're more into being spontaneous." Huntress added.

"So no plan." Canary sighed.

"There's a lot of guards around here," Ollie noted as he surveyed the area. "let's split up and take them out."

"Okay, that sounds good." Helena agreed with a nod. "Ollie take left, Dinah take right, and me and Q will get the ones around back."

"Excuse me Miss Teacher, didn't you tell me it was supposed to be 'Q and I'?" Dinah asked innocently.

"Wow, you remembered that insult from seven months ago." Helena said, unimpressed. "I'm flattered."

"Uh, let's split up now." Ollie suggested. Though normally he would like nothing more than to watch his sultry wife go toe-to-toe with an equally sexy superbabe, they needed to get this done as soon as possible.

"Agreed." Replied Q as he stood up, gesturing for Helena to follow him. Helena cautiously strode besides him, mentally bracing herself for an insult or sex joke from Dinah as they walked towards their destination.

"What did you talk about with Dinah?" Vic inquired as they prepared to take down the guards. "I didn't hear any yelling and I didn't see any fighting no matter how much I-er, Ollie would have liked to see that."

"You're the big detective here; figure it out." Helena smirked.

"I will." Q assured her.

Silence.

"Are you two still friends?"

"I don't know." Helena took a strand of hair and twirled it around her finger. "I want to be, I mean I've known Dinah forever and we've been good friends through it all. I just wish she'd keep her opinions to herself."

"She'll come around." Vic said encouragingly. "It's hard to stay away from you."

"Even when I'm acting like an angry, moody bitch?"

"Especially when you act like an angry, moody bitch."

"How come?"

"You're sexy when you're angry."

"Lucky for you."

"Hurm." He suddenly stopped walking and placed a hand over her chest. "Stop."

Helena raised an eyebrow. "We're trying to get our daughter back from Mandragora and you're stopping so you can feel me up?"

Vic suddenly realized where his hand was and dropped it in alarm from over her breasts. "Sorry." He mumbled as a hint of red appeared on his neck. "There are three guards over there; take them out?"

Helena cracked her knuckles. "Let's."

"Hey Frank, why we guarding this place again?"

Franco Ramano absently played with the knife in his grasp, twirling it in his hands and around his fingers. "Because the boss says we gotta, Derante."

"So?"

"So when the boss man says to do something, you do it. You don't wanna end up under that bridge with your cousin Omar now, do ya'?"

"I guess I don't..." The other guard admitted.

Crack!

Derante whirled around and aimed his gun where the noise had come from, "Hey! Come outta there now!"

Franco smacked him on the head. "Moron; that was a squirrel!"

Derante once again aimed the gun. "Hey, what'd I just tell you?" "But I hate squirre-Ow!" He shouted as something cracked against the side of his neck.

"What the he-" The other guard was cut off by a swift kick to the base of his spine as he fell to the ground, unconscious.

The third guard, Pino, backed away slowly as two masked figured approached him. "H-Hey, what's going on?"

"Allow me to bring you up to speed." The woman hidden by the shadows drew her crossbow. "You are the hunted..." She aimed the deadly weapon at him, firing a knockout dart into his neck as he collapsed to the ground.

"And I am the Huntress."

Dinah smiled as she hid behind the bush, listening to the guards talk amongst themselves.

"He-he, oh and she was loving it. We was shaking the bed together, right, then her husband got home and caught us. He was yelling and I says to him, "You think me doing your wife is bad, you should've seen me screwing your daughter!"

"Ha Ha, Rosario my man you should be happy he didn't catch you with his maid, too!"

"Now boys." Dinah scolded softly as she flipped in front of them. "Didn't your mothers ever tell you it isn't polite to kiss and tell?"

"Heh, listen doll if we kiss I won't tell a soul." The man, Rosario, grinned. "But I doubt all we'll be able to do is kiss, seeing how much you're into wearing almost nothing."

Dinahs' eyes went wide with surprise before her look quickly turned into fury. Two seconds later Rosario was laying flat on the ground with a broken nose.

Canary glanced over to the other armed man, staring at her in horror.

"Boo."

"Gah!" He exclaimed as he ran away as fast as he could.

Dinah sighed and shook her head sadly. "Guess they just don't make henchmen like that used to."

"Rosario...Derante...Franco; report immediately!"

Silence.

"I shall only ask once more; if none of my men report to me they will be killed, do you understand?" Mandragora rasped.

Silence.

"Maybe the battery's dead." Suggested Bella, peering at him from inside her holding cell.

"Impossible!" He snapped. "Something is happening. Tony! Cecil! Get in here now!"

"Yeah boss?" Cecil asked as the two men scampered quickly into the small room.

"Something is happening to my men; go see what it is!"

"Why?" Cecil asked nervously. If bad things were happening to people he didn't want them to happen to him.

"Because I said so and you will do as I say!" Roared Mandragora. "Find out what is happening and stop it. Meanwhile, I will take care of some business that has been coming for over three generations."

He looked at the youngest Bertinelli and grinned wickedly; the shadows creating fire in his eyes. "Then my work will be complete."

"Wait." Huntress murmured as she and Q silently climbed in the window.

She reached into her belt and pulled out a small bottle, spraying it into the air and watching a series of red beams suddenly appear. "Brilliant." Vic whispered, impressed.

Helena took a step forward and positioned herself carefully in preparation for the gymnastic feat she was about to preform. "Honey, you ain't seen nothing yet." With that she broke into a series of complicated back flips, twists, and mid-air summersaults before landing gracefully and turning back to Q, curious as to how he would make it across the room.

She watched him gaze thoughtfully at the inferred lights before walking over to the wall and running his hand over it, searching for something. When he found what he was looking for, he hesitated for a moment before breaking the device with his gloved hand. The beams quickly disappeared as the hallway once again became clear. He turned back to Helena, "Ta-da."

She scowled at him. "Cheater."

"Yours was more fun to watch." He admitted to her as they wandered down the long halls. Helena suppressed a shiver; doing this was bringing back a lot of old memories.

"The last time I was here I tried to kill him." She said quietly.

"I know." He reminded her.

"But you convinced me not to."

"Do you ever wish I didn't?"

She contemplated it for a moment. "Sometimes. Now, especially; but then I think that we would have never gotten together or had Bella and I don't know. It's like a paradox."

"Hurm."

"Vic...What if she's..." She trailed off, unable say the horrible thought aloud.

"She's not." Vic said with more confidence then he felt. "She's your daughter, after all."

Helena shook her head. "No, she'll be fine because she's our daughter."

Ollie glanced over at his wife, "Maybe I should fight them instead." He offered. "I'm a little afraid that you might kill someone if you fight them."

Dinah scowled at him. "Fighters need energy, and if it's anger then so be it."

"Why are you so mad?"

"Do I really have to spell it out for you?" She asked rhetorically.

"No, and forget I mentioned it." He looked her over in debate, trying to decide if this was an appropriate time to tell her how sexy she was when she was pissed and that it was a huge turn on.

"Dinah have I ever told you-"

"Freeze!" Shouted a voice from behind him. Ollie felt cold metal press against his neck, "Or else."

"Heh, I was going to tell you the same thing." The emerald archer chuckled as he grabbed the Tony by the wrist and flipped him over his shoulder. "Come on, you seriously think that I've been married to the Black Canary for nine years and didn't pick up a few moves?"

Tony glared at Arrow before coming at him with a series of kicks before hitting the blond square in the chest causing him to groan in pain. "You seriously thought I've been in the Mafia for my entire life and didn't do the same thing?" Tony laughed.

"Hey, you're really pretty." Said Cecil in surprise as Dinah charged him. "Thank you." She smiled as she punched him square in the face.

"I don't think you hit him as hard as you could've!" Ollie called. "We're not supposed to play favorites!"

Dinah shrugged. "I like it when men compliment me."

"I compliment you all the time."

"Saying that I get you so horny with my hot bod is not a compliment, Hon."

"Yeah, well." Ollie paused to think of a compliment as he absently slammed his knee into Tonys' shoulder. "What if I said you have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen?"

Dinah smiled at him as she gave Cecil one last kick in the ribs. "Now we're getting somewhere."

"Come now, child."

"But I don't want to." Bella protested, biting her lip.

"I said come now!" Mandragora repeated, raising his voice.

"But I don't wanna-" He silenced her by grabbing her arm, twisting it, and breaking it with a sickening crack! "OW!" The little girl yelped in pain as she felt her bone snap, her stomach lurched in protest of the sensations as she tried to desperately fight back tears.

"Now do you understand that you will do what I say?" Mandragora growled.

She whimpered and nodded her head, cradling her broken arm. "Yes."

"Good girl. Now come with me."

"Where are we going?" She whispered.

"To your funeral."

"Vic, I'm getting really worried." Helena murmured.

"They have to be around here somewhere." Vic muttered. "We haven't tried the lower levels yet; come on."

"What if we don't make it?" Helena asked beginning to panic more than she had been previously doing. "What if we're too late?"

"We're not going to be late." Q argued as they stormed down the staircase. "We can't be."

"I-I know, we need to stay positive." Helena breathed as they entered the basement. "Bella! Isabella!"

"Helen, be quiet!" Vic hissed.

"You be quiet and I'll find her!" She snapped breaking into a run. "Isabella!"

"She's not here." Vic said as he looked around the room, pausing to stare when he saw the empty holding cell. "We're too late." He whispered feeling the color drain from his face.

"N-No." Helena whispered. "No, we're not. She's gotta be here somewhere, I can feel it!"

"We've already tried all of the rooms, where else could she be?" Vic sighed hearing the despair in his own voice. He had failed and now his little girl had to pay the ultimate price.

"The yard." Helena yelped. "Vic, what if they're getting away?"

"Sounds too far fetched-"

"Just shut up and follow me!" Helena ordered as they raced back up the stairs and through the house. "Oh God, please not my baby." She prayed aloud.

Vic said nothing as he followed her. He had stopped believing in God long ago.

"Vic, there!" Helena shouted as she saw a large, pale figure dart along the grass; a much smaller silhouette in his grasp.

"Mama!" Bella cried.

"Mandragora!" She shrieked, drawing her bow. "Stop or I swear to God I'll shoot!"

The pale man looked at her and smiled. "Well if it isn't Ms. Bertinelli and her loyal boyfriend...what's his name. It is so nice to see you two again."

"Put her down, now." Helena ordered, narrowing her eyes.

"I'd do what she says." Vic quietly suggested. "She has a deadly weapon and you have nothing but your palms."

"One would think so." Mandragora grinned, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a handgun. "But I've learned in this business one should always be prepared."

"Mama...?" Whimpered Isabella, cradling her arm.

Helena looked at her babys' tear-soaked face. "It'll be alright, sweetheart." She said with much more certainty than she felt.

Mandragora placed the gun to their daughters' head. "If you do not do what I say then I will shoot. You've seen what I'm capable of Ms. Huntress so I assume you'll listen rather well."

Helena looked at him in disgust before lowering her weapon. "What do you want?"

"Your life." Mandragora said coolly. "Same as always. So what do you say; your daughters life for your own?"

Helena looked over at her daughter. She had never wanted Bella to see what she had seen, but she couldn't bear the thought of her baby dying at the hands of the monster who'd already taken away her parents. "Fine."

"No!" Vic growled stepping in front of her. "I'll do it. Just leave them alone and take me instead."

"Vic don-"

"It's okay, Helen." Q assured her with more bravery then he felt. "Just as long as you two are safe."

"As noble as that sounds I am afraid I cannot allow that to happen." Mandragora smiled. "However, I would be interested in trading both of your lives for the childs'."

Helena looked at Vic. She knew that there was a high possibility that once they were dead he'd kill Isabella anyway, but Helena was willing to do anything at this point. Vic saw her face and knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Fine." He said taking a step forward.

"We'll do it."

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