As she was approaching the door, Oliver remembered something.
Laurel wait. – She stopped and turned around. Oliver was adjusting himself in the bed.
I got something for you. – He continued. She raised an eyebrow. – You know for Christmas.
Ollie you shouldn't… I thought that I'd been clear… - she said hesitantly.
I know… - He lowered his head. – Its just… -he raised his head and tilted a little looking to her -the other day I went shopping for Christmas and I saw something that remind me of you. It's… -he paused - We're friends right? – She smiled a little, so that he known that this was ok.
I didn't buy you anything. – He smiled because he didn't really care for that.
That's okay.
So are you going to give it to me now? Or?
He smiled. – Yes. – he said calmly. When he tried to move he instantly felt the pain and didn't move more. – Maybe it's better if you get it.
Okay. – She said hesitantly. – Where is it? – She started to move far away from the door.
Top drawer of the desk. – He said pointing. She moved to his desk. When she was starting to opening Oliver remembered that he had his father book and her picture in there.
Wait! – He quickly said trying to get up and failing at that. He felt another shot of pain and moaned. She turned and looked at him.
Are you ok? – He closed his eyes and rested his head in the pillow again. 'Dammit I can't get up. I shouldn't have said anything. Ok breathe….maybe she won't see it' he thought to himself.
Oliver? – he raised his head and opened his eyes. She was looking to him with concern in her eyes.
Yeah. – He said smiling- I just want to go grab your present but I don't really have the strength, so I'm going to stay here.
Okay. – She said not sure what was going on. She opened the drawer and he rested his head again in the pillow wishing that she didn't see the picture.
Is this it? – He turned his head to see what she was holding in her hand. It was a small box that contained her present. Yes. – He answered. 'She didn't see it. That was close. I'm getting tired and this pain is killing me.' He had closed his eyes again, not sure when exactly. She looked again to the drawer to close her and then was when she saw it. Below a notebook or a diary it was a picture of her. She could see half of it but it was enough for her to recognize. She felt the urge to grab it, but she thought it was best if she let it there. She turned and walked to his bed.
Ollie? – He had fallen asleep. She called him one more time and he made a sound, but he was definitely sleeping. She approaching his bed and took a sit beside him. She passed a moment looking to him and then passed her hand over his eye, where he had a bruise. She took another moment looking to him and then to the box she had in her hand. She got up and turned moving towards the door. Passing his desk she looked suspicious to it and then to Oliver, never stopping walking. Soon enough she was out of his room.
The next time Oliver woke up it was 5AM. He couldn't sleep but getting up caused pain, so he decided to stay there. He started to thinking about the last events. The dark arrow came to his mind. He was good, and almost took Oliver down. Luckily he had the amount of strength to get out of the warehouse. 'How I'm going to find him? Well maybe he'll find me again… But that's not good, what if he try to get me in the next weeks? I won't be able to fight… Dammit this could be a huge problem. I have to catch him as soon I get out of this bed. And then I need to continue my work.' He paused and turned his head to his desk where the book was. 'Laurel! Had she seen the picture? I hope not, but I can't remember… I can't remember her leaving. I've must have fallen asleep… Well it's going to be interested the next time I see her…' He paused for a moment. 'Maybe it's time to let her go. She's good with Tommy and all…'
For the next 3 weeks Oliver stay home recovering. He didn't do much, just watch some TV, talk to Diggle about stuff relating with the green arrow, like catching the darker arrow or how could he catch another guy from his dad list. He started to pass more time with Thea too. She usually went to his room talk to him about the things that happened. She sometimes stayed there reading or something.
In the 5th week Oliver was already training. He felt almost 100% so he decided he was more then time. Diggle said that he should wait another week, but he didn't listened. He gave all that he had in the trainings, he had to compensate for the last couple of weeks, so he usually be really tired in the end of the days. He already had two targets, and he was going to paying a visit to, one would be in the next day.
The next day Oliver went to his target home. It was a really easy target. The guy was a robber and had killed a victim in his last robber, and that was what called Diggle attention. He also said that this guy would be a good target for when Oliver got up, trying to convince Oliver. Oliver knew that sometimes he had to go after these "little" criminals just to please Diggle… and this was really a good way to come back, nothing too risky… for today at least. When Oliver get there and point an arrow to the guy, he confessed in less than a minute. He knew who the arrow was, so he confessed not wanting an arrow in his body. Oliver said that he should go to the police and confess or he would come back for him. The guy agreed instantly and Oliver leaved.
When he was returning to the warehouse, Oliver decided to go check on Laurel. It was not the first time in these couples of weeks. Usually he just waited for her to leave the office to see her, and then he leaved. He saw four suit guys walking in the building, the last one with a gun in his hand. This didn´t look good. He hurried and went for her office.
The office was darker than usually. Laurel and Johanna were getting ready to leave when the guys walked in.
Good evening ladies! - One of them said.
They look to each other with confusion in their eyes.
Can we help you? – Laurel asked.
We heard that you were asking questions about Mr. Williams. We think that you should stop before something happens.
Are you threatening us? We are just doing our job…
Well maybe you should do it different then…
Or what? – Laurel was pushing.
Do you really want to know? He said while he pulled his own gun. Laurel and Johanna went speechless. And that was when it started. One arrow flied and went straight to the guy who was talking a minute ago. The other three turned around and saw the green arrow in the entrance behind them. Bullets started to fly in his direction. He throwed another arrow to one guy disarming him. He passed over a table and kicked another one that took a step back and went for him in the next second. The others two went for him too. He was fighting the three guys at the same time. He was avoiding and attacking the guys at the best he could. In the middle of the fight one of them could punch him in the ribs. Shit, that hurt. He bent down and went to steps back. He picked up an arrow and throw to one of the attackers who was aiming at him. He punched the next guy and the other. The first get stuck in a wall, the others two were trying to get up. Oliver got closed to one and kicked him and punching in a roll. That didn't get up again. The other was already closed to Oliver, Oliver kicked him in the head and we went down. Oliver looked around and then took a deep breath. He then looked to where the girls were.
Are you ok? – He asked.
Johanna and Laurel lurked to see him.
Yeah. – Laurel said. Johanna seemed to be in shock. He looked away when he started to heard a siren. One of them had called the police. He looked again to both of them and then started to running.
Wait! – Laurel yelled. He didn't stop though.
Thank you. –She said softly, but he was no longer there and couldn't hear her.
When Oliver arrived to the warehouse Diggle was waiting for him. He was putting his equipment down when Diggle talk to him.
So? How was it?
It was easy, as plan. – Diggle raised an eyebrow.
Yeah? So how come you look like crap? – Oliver didn't bother look to him, he kept taking the equipment and the jacket.
I had an unexpected meeting so to speak.
The other archer?
No, not him.
Who then? – Diggle asked more curious now.
I'm not really sure yet. – He didn't really. He heard the name of Mr. Williams, but he didn't know who he was. Probably someone who Laurel had a case against. He was looking into his father book later to make sure that the guy wasn't there. But again he probably was, only Laurel had the courage to build a case against some of the names that were there.
What the hell happen? – Diggle interrupted his thoughts.
I was coming here, when I saw four suited, and armed guys walking in Laurel's office.
Oh, I see.
It doesn't mean anything. - Oliver looked to Diggle.
I thought that you had let her go.
I did.
Right.
I was just coming back and it happen…
I'm pretty sure that her office doesn't stay in the same direction as the robber house.
I'm tired. I'm going to change so we could go back home. - He didn't want to talk about this, so he ended the conversation.
Sorry i couldn't upload earlier because of the school...
Anyway, it might take a while to a new chapter to come, especially because i dont really know where to go from here.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS everyone!