Chapter 3:

Oliver kicked off his shoes as he placed his keys in the dish by his front door.

"Ollie is that you?" his sisters voice called from his kitchen.

Oliver inwardly groaned.

It wasn't that he didn't want to see his sister because he did but she only ever came round this late when she was either hiding from Roy after an argument or she was about to lecture him about something.

"Hey Speedy." Oliver said kissing his sisters cheek.

Thea rolled her eyes at his only nickname for her.

"Don't you think I'm a little old for that?" she asked.

Oliver smiled and shook his head.

"You'll never be too old for that." He told her fondly, remembering the first time she asked him this.

It was just after she had given birth to her first child, Thomas Robert Harper. He had congratulated her by calling her speedy she smiled tiredly and asked him whether he thought she was too old for that.

Thea sighed trying to hide her smile.

Oliver took a beer out of the fridge.

"What you doing here speedy?" Oliver asked.

Thea looked up at her face serious.

"Laurels back." Thea said.

A breath rushed from Oliver.

"Thea, Laurel and I have been divorced for almost four years it's none of my business what she does anymore." Oliver replied honestly.

About eight years after Felicity left him and Laurel got close again and a year later they were married. Oliver loved Laurel he really did and for a while he had convinced himself that what they had was good enough. But when the computers in the lair picked up trace of Felicity all Oliver could think about was finding Felicity his mind became so consumed and he ended up pushing Laurel away.

FLASHBACK:

Oliver rushed in to the apartment, barley taking notice of anything around him.

"Ollie?" Laurel called.

Oliver froze and looked over at her. She looked beautiful, she wore and simple red dress that showed of her curves nicely, her hair hung loosely round her shoulders.

"I thought you forgot." She said a smile graced her face.

Oliver frowned. Forgot what? An alert from Felicity's credit card had come up and they were using it to try and find her.

The smiled dropped from Laurels face.

"You did forget didn't you?" Laurel asked.

He had been so consumed with finding Felicity he kept missing his plans with Laurel. He looked around the room. There were candles on a perfectly arranged table.

Oliver groaned. They were meant to be having dinner tonight to sort things out between.

"Laurel I'm sorry." Oliver said stepping forward.

Laurel held up her hand and stepped back.

"I can't believe you forgot." Laurel said shaking her head.

"What the hell is more important than fixing our marriage?" she asked.

Oliver shook his head and opened his mouth to reply when his phone went off he looked down at the text message from Roy.

Got the location, ready to leave when you are.

Oliver sighed.

"I have to go." Oliver said looking up from his phone.

Laurel shook her head.

"You leave now Oliver and were over." Laurel said to him.

Oliver took a deep breath. He couldn't even say he was surprised they had been arguing so much lately if he was honest with himself, he had been waiting for her to leave. Ever since he got the alert about Felicity she was all he could think about. How much he hurt her? How much he had let her down. He needed to fix things, he didn't know how yet but he would fix things.

"I have to go." Oliver said.

He moved towards Laurel and kissed her cheek.

"We will talk about this when I get back." Oliver said.

He kissed her forehead before heading to the door.

"I won't be here when you get back." Laurel warned.

END OF FLASHBACK

"I just want you to be happy." Thea replied.

Oliver moved away from his sister but she followed him.

"Neither Laurel or I were happy, not really." Oliver confessed.

Thea grabbed his arm to stop him from moving.

"Felicity is gone Oliver, don't you think it's time to let her go." Thea replied almost begging.

Oliver shook his head. That was his problem. In every relationship he had before, after and even in his relationship with Laurel, they weren't Felicity so something was always felt wrong or missing.

Oliver gently took Thea's hand away from his own.

He wished letting Felicity go was that simple but it wasn't and now with Katya, letting go was something he couldn't do.

Katya pressed her head to the table. Pain stabbed her head in the form of a headache.

"You needed to sleep kitty Kat." A deep familiar voice said from above her.

Katya sat up slowly and opened her eyes just as her childhood friend Jay slid into her booth opposite her.

Jay Baxter was the boy next door literally. Two years older than her Jay taught her a lot. They grew up together, his mother was a good friend of her own mother and when she died Jay had been barley 15 so her mother took him in. When he was 16 he joined the army and he lived with them every time he came home on leave.

"Sleep is over rated." Katya lied.

She hadn't slept properly in days and that's why she had the headache now.

Jay laughed. She squinted at him. Not that she would ever tell him this but Jay was unbelievably handsome. He was tall with broad shoulders and a muscular frame. He had short black hair and dark eyes.

Jay handed her a glass of water.

"Drink, eat, take a tablet then go get some sleep." Jay ordered.

Katya shook her head only to wince.

"Don't have time." She said seriously.

Jay leant forward frowning.

"I know you want to find your mum but you're no good to anyone like this." He pointed out.

Katya glared at him but Jay just shrugged.

"You know I'm right." He added.

Katya ignored him as the waitress brought them some menus. They ordered and the waitress disappeared.

"What's your plan anyway?" he asked.

Katya hated it when he got like this. Jay was so reasonable, but right now that was the last thing she needed.

"I am just going to talk to him." Katya replied.

Jay took a deep breath.

"So what you just going to knock on the door and go hi I know you don't know me but I'm your daughter, oh and can I borrow your computer." Jay said sarcastically.

Katya stood up.

"I don't have a choice." She spat back through gritted teeth.

She turned to leave but Jay grabbed her hand.

"I'm sorry." He muttered softly.

Katya softened.

"I know you just want to find Felicity," He reasoned.

Katya nodded and sat down slowly.

"Anything could be happening too her, I need to find her." Katya said tears filling her eyes.

Jay's hand caught her face gently as tears slid down her cheeks, Katya leant into his touch.

"I know kitty Kat but remember he doesn't know who you are, it's going to hard just spring yourself on him." Jay replied.

Katya nodded.

"I know. I know." She cried pulling away.

After they finished eating then they left diner.

"What happens now?" Jay asked.

Katya looked at him.

"I found his address, just before you got here." Katya said.

Jay nodded.

"So you heading there now?" he questioned.

Katya nodded as Jay pulled her gently into her arms.

"Take care of yourself." He whispered pressing a kiss to her hair.

"I will." She promised.

Jay pulled away and looked down at her.

"Call me if you need anything." He ordered.

Katya nodded.

She hugged him quickly once more before turning round and hurrying to find a taxi.

Oliver typed her name into the search bar. He stared at it. It had been almost a week since he had received Felicity's letter and with every passing day it was getting harder and harder not to press enter.

"You know you should just do it already." Dig's deep voice rumbled from behind him.

Oliver shook his head.

Felicity hid Katya from him for a reason he was dangerous, his life was dangerous.

"No." Oliver replied.

He heard Dig's sigh of frustration.

"You no Felicity better than you no yourself." Diggle pointed out.

Oliver looked at his friend.

"She would have come to me if something was wrong." Oliver argued.

Diggle shook his head.

"Would she?" he asked.

Oliver frowned as he thought. Felicity talked a lot but when it came to her life she didn't really tell them anything.

FLASHBACK:

Oliver frowned at the silence, sure there were a few grunts from training but there was no talking. Felicity should have been here by now. He jumped down from the salmon ladder and looked around the room. Dig was cleaning his gun and occasionally giving tips to Roy as he and Sara spared. But no Felicity.

"Anyone heard from Felicity?" he found himself asking.

It wasn't like her not be here.

Roy and Sara stopped sparing at looked over at him.

"Nope not today." Sara replied frowning as if it was unusual.

Roy shook his head.

"Me either," Roy said.

Oliver frowned trying to think about the last time we had seen Felicity.

"I spoke to her yesterday but she seemed kind of distant." Diggle added interrupting his thoughts.

Now that he thought about Felicity had been quite the last week.

"Was she not at QC today?" Sara asked.

Oliver shook his head. Felicity had asked for this day off a couple of weeks ago and he had given it to her without a second thought.

"It was her day off." Oliver explained.

Oliver picked up his phone and dialled Felicity's number. Something didn't feel right to him. When it went straight to voicemail Oliver looked over at Diggle.

"She asked for the day off maybe she thought that include here too." Diggle offered, but Oliver could tell even he didn't believe it.

Oliver frowned something wasn't right. He told himself that he would give her to the end of the day to contact them and if he hadn't heard from her by then, he would look for her.

Oliver dialled Felicity's number this time leaving a message telling her just that.

They went about the rest of their night as usual but when it got to midnight and Olive still hadn't heard back from Felicity he panicked. He sent the others home promising to call him, when he heard something or if he couldn't find her.

He tried her house first, but nothing. He looked for any sign of her but nothing. Her bed was made. Her kitchen was clean, there was no sign on her tablet or phone which meant she had them with her. He tried QC next but the security guard had said he hadn't seen Miss Smoak since the night before.

Oliver was running out of ideas and he had no idea where to check next. He checked a couple of bars he knew she occasionally went to with friends but nothing he headed back to the lair, to see if he could track her using the GPS from her phone.

He pounded down the stairs, but froze at the sight before him. Felicity sat on the training mats with a bottle what looked like tequila in her hand. She took a swig from the bottle, unaware of his presences. As he got closer he took in her appearance she wore a plan black dress with long sleeves and fell just below the knee. Her hair hung in lost waves to the left side of her face.

"Oliver." She gasped when she caught sight of him.

Felicity looked away quickly her hands going to her face to wipe away her tears.

Her face was whipped of any makeup, her eyes red and swollen.

"What's wrong?" Oliver asked softly.

Felicity shook her head.

"Nothing." She replied instantly.

She took a swig from the bottle.

Oliver sighed and sat down next to her.

"Why are you crying?" he tried again.

Felicity sniffed.

"I'm fine." She lied.

She drunk more from the bottle and Oliver winced as he noticed that the bottle was already half empty, she was going to have a hell of a headache in the morning.

Oliver reached for the bottle but Felicity stood up moving out of his reach.

"Felicity you've had enough." He reasoned standing up and following her.

Felicity shook her head he begun pacing on unsteady feet.

"Not nearly enough." She argued.

She took another swig from the bottle.

"Felicity," Oliver said trying to take the bottle from her.

Felicity slapped his hand away.

"No. You don't get to tell me what to do." Felicity cried.

Oliver frowned at her whatever got her to this state tonight was serious and he wanted nothing more than to fix this. He hated how upset she was. Felicity was a bright light and to see her like this was heart-breaking.

"I just want to help you." Oliver reasoned.

Felicity shook her head the tears falling faster.

"No, you don't get to do that." She yelled her tiny fist pounding his chest.

"It's your fault I didn't know." She cried hitting him again.

Oliver took every hit, he had no idea what she was talking about but it seemed like it was helping her in some way.

"It's your fault I wasn't there when she needed me and now she's dead." She screamed punching him again and again.

"My mum is dead and I wasn't even there." She sobbed.

Oliver wrapped his arms around her, it all making sense to him.

Felicity sobbed, the fight leaving her and she let herself fall into his chest. Oliver wrapped his arms around her tighter. He never said a word, he let her cry herself out.

She pulled away from him.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

Oliver shook his head and smiled softly.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." He told her.

Felicity looked at him, tears filling her eyes.

"What happened?" Oliver asked.

Felicity cried as she told him everything. Her mother had been ill but didn't want to tell Felicity over the phone, she had been asking Felicity to visit but they had been so busy Felicity never got the chance. She cried even harder as she told him, about the call from her aunt just over a week ago telling her that her mother was dead. The funeral had been today.

Guilt flooded him that he hadn't even noticed the pay she had been in.

"I am so sorry." Oliver said.

Felicity shook her head.

"I should have gone home sooner, it was my choice to stay, and you didn't force me too." Felicity argued.

Oliver pulled her into his arms.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Your right." Oliver confessed.

Dig was right, Oliver new that. Felicity often carried her problems around with her by herself. It had taken a week for them to find out her mother was dead.

"Felicity doesn't do things without reasons." Diggle reminded him.

Oliver nodded. He took a deep breath. Felicity needed him, Katya need him.

Oliver pressed enter to the keyboard and the search began.

Hi everyone, I just want to say thank you for reading and for your reviews. I promise Oliver and Katya will meet in the next chapter.