Previously:

"Why did you do that? This is Felicity, not some criminal" he roared.

"You are not thinking clearly"

"My judgement is just fine; you on the other hand have just made it a hundred times harder to get her back. Why would you do that to me?" he yelled


"Ollie she blew up your place."

Roy stepped back quietly. He wasn't about to take sides and although he could understand why Sara felt the need to tell her father that Felicity had blown up the Arrow cave, they were talking about Felicity. Felicity Smoak not some Villain or petty criminal, she was angry and probably scared, two things Roy understood better than anyone.

"Our place, the lair was as much hers as it was mine and Diggs" he shouted back.

Sara didn't say anything but those words stung a little and for the first time she felt like she had stepped over an invisible line.

Oliver saw the flicker of hurt reflected in Sara's eyes and only then it registered that she was just trying to protect him. "She wouldn't hurt me Sara; she made sure we didn't go inside." Oliver's voice softened as he sat down defeated.

"Lance was our only link to her and now he thinks she is a dangerous criminal who blows things up." Digg rubbed his face in frustration.

"There is no trace of Isabel and we ran into Dad, if it were anyone else you would have done the same thing. He is an extra set of eyes, I don't see the problem." She said.

Oliver shot a look at her. It wasn't anyone else, it was Felicity. She now not only had criminals and government agencies after her but also the Starling City police force.

"Ollie" said Sara reaching out to him as he remained silent. He stood up and moved away from her before she could touch him.

His shoulders were slightly slouched and his head dropped a little. "You really don't see what you have done do you? Felicity is out in the cold Sara, with no anchor to pull her in or life boat to pull her out." He said keeping his back to her before he walked away.

"What's Lance's next move?" Digg asked Sara grabbing her arm without thinking.

Sara stared Digg down with a threatening look and ripped her arm from his grasp. "His job" she answered before following Oliver outside.

Digg closed his eyes for a moment trying to reel himself in, he didn't blame Sara. The situation and the lack of control they had over it had him on edge.

Roy approached Digg "He can't do a lot without knowing the location of the blast. He is going to try and track her down through one of his tech head friends in the bureau."

Digg shook his head.

"Try and see it from Lance's point of view. If Felicity is so angry she would hurt Oliver and she knows about Sara, Sara is in danger. She might be a trained assassin but he doesn't see that he just sees his little girl." explained Roy.

"I get that Roy but now there is another target on a girl who won't hurt anyone, especially not Oliver even if he… God even if he held a gun to her head." Digg said grabbing his jacket and walking away.


Oliver headed to Queen Consolidated, on the way the Arrow called Quinten.

"Detective"

"Have you found Smoak?" asked Lance

"Felicity is not a threat. I need you to back down."

"I say the explosion in your cave proves she is a threat."

'It's… not a cave. This…this is between me and Felicity. We don't need your involvement."

"You involved me when Sara got involved."

"Isabel Rochev is who you should be looking for."

"Sara said you can't find her… thinks Felicity has her" said Lance

With irritation ringing in his tone The Arrow warned Lance "I will protect Felicity."

Lance understood how important Felicity was to him but he was not about to lose his daughter twice "and I will protect my family" he said in a stronger tone.


Felicity shut her eyes tight and tried not to let the panic that surrounded her in; the words she heard danced around taunting and prodding.

She had lost Lance's trust; she was no longer the helpful IT girl. Now she was the crazy IT girl / bomber. If she were to scrap together the appearance of a silver lining it would be that she was spared seeing the disappointment in his eyes, their eyes.

It was her own fault and as tempted as she was to call and explain herself she knew that Lance had his buddy searching for her, she couldn't risk being taken in, not when there was so much work to do.

She listened in on Oliver, taking refuge in hearing his voice, even when he wasn't saying anything she felt less alone. She sat there for what felt like hours thinking, breathing.

When she heard the sound of glass shatter she couldn't get her fingers to work fast enough, she tracked Oliver's location. He was in his Office, sitting at his desk with his face buried in his hands.

'Thank God' she thought as she watched him through his webcam, there was half an empty glass smashed near his elbow. After a beat he stood up kicking back his chair and moved away from the camera. He returned with a small dust pan and cleaned it up. He looked worn and dejected, she couldn't look any longer, not without letting it all in.

When she blew up the lair it had sent a powerful message; from that point forward she knew words were never going to be enough. She needed to show them, prove to them that she wasn't a monster.

The facts, she needed to stop feeling and focus on the facts. The facts were that Slade Wilson was behind all this. She was not going to make the mistake of underestimating him or his hate for Oliver. He was clever enough to turn her against them using science, science they had no idea was even out there. He was obviously focused, calculating and patient. He did his homework. With her eyes now open she could see that Slade knew what Oliver would answer before he sent Isabel in there to ask the questions. Slade was probably counting on Felicity's reaction.

He must have had the team under surveillance for quite some time. Learning everything about them, studying and stalking his prey like the predator he had become.

The thought of being watched, having no privacy, her life being on show sent chills down her spine. What he probably didn't count on was Felicity taking Isabel; she surprised herself in more ways than one over the last few days. The rage and hurt did blind her; the things she had witnessed over the past year had altered her. Everything in our lives that touches us changes us, sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse. It's the risk we take when we invite new people in.

Chewing on her pen for a while Felicity thought through her next move. She backed up her phone and then powered it down before drowning it in a bowl of water. Then she went through her whole system and put in extra precautions, if anyone was going to try and locate her, she wanted them convinced that she had left the country.

Oliver and the team were compromised. If she could turn their cell phones into listening devices so could anyone else with the mind to do so. She had to do this on her own.

Felicity didn't have a lot of time. She knew that sooner or later she would have to do something about Isabel.

It had been three days since Isabel's had any water, her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth, her limbs felt heavy as exhaustion set in. Felicity took the opportunity to enable her cell service, hack her phone and back it up to a cloud. Isabel slept through the whole process.

Felicity knew that after three days people were going to start noticing Isabel's absence. The company couldn't take another high tier instability scare so she planned to send out an email letting everyone know Isabel was going to be away for a while.

First she had some work to do for Isabel. Her accounts needed to be drained, her shares of QC needed to be sold, her new criminal history loaded to every government database…her psychotic break history documented at The Elizabeth Arkham Asylum.

After tonight she would release her to the life she deserved. Felicity couldn't kill her but she could live with her being locked up in an Asylum. She would be fed and sheltered, her delusions of grandeur addressed and she would be locked away unable to come after Oliver or anyone else again.

Slade… he was not going to be so easy to defeat. Not by a lowly IT Genius. He was the definition of a modern day warrior, a tactician and to top it off, thanks to the Mirakuru running through his veins, he had super human strength.

She wished Barry was awake. He might be able to help her find a way to neutralize the Mirakuru, but he wasn't, so he couldn't, and she just had to find another way.

Once she made her plan it was a matter of setting it all up. She needed Team Arrow in the Clock Tower.