"Felicity, where are they"? asked Oliver as he was speeding down 43rd Avenue on his motorcycle.
She looked at the map. "You should be coming up to them in less than a mile. Take right on Westland".
Emma was watching closely at the monitor that relayed the video signal of his camera. In less time than it took, Oliver intercepted the van carrying the Miraculu and got closer to them. As he prepared his bow and arrow to shoot the tires, the back door of the van opened and a man aimed at Oliver with a missile launcher. He swerved to avoid getting hit and found himself face to face with a truck! He swerved one more time and lost control of his motorcycle that went skidding and slid with Oliver on it, ending his ride in a bunch of wooden crates.
"Ollie"!? yelled Emma panicked.
"I'm OK", he said as he stood. "Felicity, where are they"?
She scanned the screen. "I've lost them Oliver. I'm sorry".
"Damn it"! He yelled. "I'm coming back. In the meantime, find where they could have disappeared to".
Emma waited impatiently for him to return. He came in and put his gear away. She said nothing. She knew he didn't like to be babied and especially not in front of Felicity and John.
"You alright Oliver"? asked John seeing a tear in his costume.
"I just need a little patching up is all", he said as he took of his top and looked at Emma.
He sat down on the table as John turned on the spot to have a closer look. Emma walked up to him. He was bleeding and part of his skin had been scrapped away while another part was hanging. She gave Oliver a faint look as she felt it rise inside her quickly. She turned and rushed over to the sink and dug her head in it as she threw up her dinner.
Oliver jumped off the table and went to her while John looked at Felicity shrugging. He put his arm around her and rubbed her back. She rinsed her mouth and the sink and looked at him.
"I'm sorry", she said pale as snow.
"Never apologize when it comes to this, ok"? He kissed her forehead. "Are you alright"?
"I think so yes". She looked again at his side and another heave swept through her as she dove for the sink. He felt bad. Felicity walked over to him. "Why don't you get that fixed while I take Emma outside for some fresh air"? He nodded as Felicity took Emma in her arms and they headed for the back exit.
He headed back to the table and let John work on him.
"What's with Emma? You've been in worse shape than this before? So, what you guys get married and she goes all soft and yucky on you"?
Oliver smiled as John disinfected the wound. "You could say that. Emma's pregnant".
John stopped and looked at Oliver. "You're serious"?
"Yes. She's almost 10 weeks pregnant".
"That's great news! Congratulations"! He said as he bandaged up Oliver. He slowly understood what Felicity had implied when she had said that things would work out between them.
"What's going on"? asked Felicity as she and Emma returned.
"Emma's pregnant", said John.
"I know", said Felicity who suddenly realized she was making a huge mistake. She quickly covered her tracks. "She just told me. Isn't that amazing! I'm so excited for the two of you"!
John was about to say something but Felicity stared him down and he quickly refrained from doing so.
Emma walked over to Oliver who was putting his shirt back on. "Feeling better"? he asked her.
"Much better. What about you"?
"That was just a scratch, it'll heal in no time", he said as he winked.
He turned to John and Felicity. "You two are the first to know, we haven't told anyone else yet".
"Don't worry, your secret is safe with us", said Felicity.
"As much as this is all good news, we really need to find out where they went, how they got the Miraculu and who is behind all of this", said Oliver as he looked at Felicity.
Felicity got behind her computer and started working. "I can try to back track and use an algorithm that could indicate possible routes they could have taken after you lost them".
Emma looked at Oliver. She knew he was worried. No one asked about the reason why, because as Oliver had already explained, this miraculous injection made people stronger and it was almost impossible to kill them. Therefore, whoever was behind this, was simply looking at creating an army of powerful, almost immortal killers!
"If we could simply try to elaborate a list of who, in Starling city, would gain something at having an indestructible army, we could eventually have Captain Lance bring them in for questioning.. I could start work from there. If I have suspicions, then you can do what you do best"!
John nodded. "That's a good plan, but we wouldn't even know where to begin".
Oliver stepped up. "I think we do.. I have a few names that I think we can start looking into".
"Like who"?
"Malcolm Merlyn for one. With the undertaking, this is probably something he would do. And as chagrined as it makes me, we need to look into Slade Wilson".
"Your friend? But why"? asked Emma.
Oliver sighed. "I haven't told you everything about the Miraculu or Slade. Slade has the Miraculu in him".
Felicity turned around. "What? How is that possible? You said the last vials of it had been destroyed".
Oliver closed his eyes remembering what had happened on the island and on the submarine.
"Slade was in very bad shape. He was on the verge of dying. We knew we were never going to be able to make it without him, so we injected him with the Miraculu. At first, we thought it had killed him, but in the end it worked".
"But wait a minute, he was at the charity gala you gave, you never mentioned it before. Why"? asked Felicity.
"Because he was here as a friend. He gave me no reason at that moment in time to see him as a threat".
"So basically, he could have killed us all that night", said John.
"Felicity, I need you to use your face recognition program to see if you can find Slade in Starling City since the party. I need to make sure that he's gone".
"I'm on it".
Emma looked at Oliver. She could see that he was worried. "So what if it is your friend Slade? What are you going to do"?
"I will have no choice but to kill him, I just need to figure out how"!
The man that had been carrying the Miraculu in the van returned to their hideout. Once the van was emptied, one of the men walked up to the first floor to an office. Sitting his back to him, in the dark was a man.
"I assume everything went as planned"? asked the man without turning around.
The young guy coughed uncomfortably. "Well, we ran into a little problem but we were lucky".
"What kind of problem"?
"The Arrow, sir. He was on our tracks but we managed to get rid of him".
"That is the second time this week that he has compromised my cargo. I want to know who he is and where I can find him"!
The young guy was getting nervous. He knew that he had no answers for his leader.
"I'm sorry but no one knows who he is and even less where he is hiding".
"Then I suggest that until we find out this information, that all our resources are spent on figuring it out. I'm not moving anymore Miraculu until then! Now get your men out there and find him! Find me anyone who has been or is in contact with him..someone is bound to know something"!