Previously:

"We have reason to believe she might be behind Ms Rochev being admitted to hospital last night do you know anything about that?"

"No" he scoffed "Have you met Felicity Smoak?"

"Yeah I have but sometimes people are not exactly what they seem. We have questions that need answers. Step aside Queen"


"Felicity, how are you feeling?" asked Lance

"Like I've been stabbed in the back…" said Felicity

"Felicity, Detective Lance has some questions" said Oliver

"That's fine, I am a little hazy though, they have me hooked up to the good stuff" she forced a smile.

"Thank you Miss Smoak, gentleman can you give us a few minutes?" asked Lance

"It's ok Oliver…but.."

"I won't go far, I will be right outside this door" he assured her.

She nodded with a small tight smile.

Oliver paced outside for a full eight minutes but he could no longer stand there and do nothing.

As he entered he saw Lance rubbed his face and stood up. He grabbed Felicity hand and gave it a squeeze "Feel better Ms Smoak" he looked tired all of sudden.

"Are you ok?" asked Oliver as he took her hand and sat next to her.

"Yes, fine." She smiled looking down at their hands, he was all the oxygen she'd ever need, and with her breathe back she started to relax.

"What did he say?"

"He told me the Arrow said I blew up his cave, he thought I tried to kill you, well not you, The Arrow, which is you but he doesn't know that." She sighed.

"What did you tell him?" Oliver frowned, he knew he had not said those things to the detective but he wanted to hear what Felicity thought, and he wanted to know if there was any fracture in their …partnership.

"I told him the truth… that I would never hurt The Arrow, I would never intentionally hurt you…you do know that right?"

"Yes" he squeezed her hand and kissed it.

"I also told him that The Arrow would rather wear a pink hood then ever call his lair a cave." She smiled.

He chuckled and shook his head.

"He asked if I had something to do with Isabel Rochev being locked up in an Elevator" she said a little more seriously.

"Does he have any proof?" he asked

"Nope, Isabel was talking to herself in that elevator; the conversation on her phone's voice recorder will prove that."

"…the Gotham Asylum was a nice touch"

"Yeah well I'm sorry but does she seem normal to you?" she replied tilting her head to the side.

Oliver gave her a long look that replayed something in his head and smirked.

They both startled as the hospital fire alarm loudly sounded danger. The staff shouted orders and one by one the sprinkler system in each room started to rain down. Oliver stepped out and ran back in with Diggle.

"There is no fire on the floor and the guards can't get hold of security" said Oliver as he started barricading the door.

Digg pumped her with pain medication twice before detaching Felicity from the machines as carefully as he could. Her heart was racing and she was starting to shiver as the cold water ran down her arms. He ripped up the bed linen wrapping it tightly around Felicity upper body.

"Ah" she groaned as he lifted her out of bed.

"I can stand" she said.

"We are sitting ducks" growled Digg.

Oliver put his hands on Felicity's shoulders and looked at her intently. "You are going to be ok" he said softly as his voice drowning under the sound of the alarms and streaming water.

She was distracted, momentarily concentrated on the droplet that balanced delicately on his lashes; a light stream of water started to trickle from his hairline cutting a path down his face, they danced on his stubble and trailed to his chin. She impulsively reached up and pushed his hair back to stop it.

"Hey" he said seeing the worry in her eyes.

She gulped and reassured him she was ok. "What can I do?" she asked.

He turned around and pulled her behind him. "You stay close, stay behind me."

She grabbed on to the back of his black soaked t-shirt. Looking around for her belongings, she spotted a plastic bag on the floor and reached out to grab it.

Bullets fired outside the door, the cries of people pleading for their lives, then silence. Digg had his gun out pointed to the door as they walked back until Felicity's back was against the large windows. She shoved her phone down the front of her bandages and grabbed hold of his shirt again.

They expected a small army but through the doors entered something worse. A mirikuru injected drone following Slade's every command.

He walked through Diggs bullets and flung him out of the room, Oliver put up a fight, he was able to get a few punches in before his head was beaten against the wall.

A few slow moments passed as a hollow silence filled Oliver's ears. He opened his eyes to a soundless shower of shattered glass. Slades alter ego Death stroke stood before him.

He had hold of Felicity by her waist and pressed against her wound while he looked into Oliver's eyes searching for a familiar pain and rejoicing when he found it. Her shrilled screams shook through Oliver's body as he fought to stand up. He watched her eyes roll back as she passed out in pain.

The super soldier had Oliver pinned down, he couldn't get to Felicity, he screamed out her name as his once friend leaped out of the building with her limp in his arms.

He continued to say her name until from the corner of his eye he watched Digg and one of the guards charge into the room. Shots ricocheted off Death stroke's drone and with one final blow to Oliver's head, he made his escape.


A buzzing sound woke her up, her eyes fluttered and the curious fly landed on her shoulder. She shrugged it off and watched it fly away.

"Felicity Smoak, I am Slade Wilson" said an Australian accent behind her.

She instantly twisted around to lay eyes on the one and only son of bitch, but instead of seeing Slade she saw white blotches invade her vision as a deep dull pain began to resurface.

"I am glad you woke up"

"What do you want?" she asked. She now noticed her ankle was chained to a metal hook on the concrete floor.

Slade laughed as he came into her line of vision. "I want a lot of things, I want my love to breathe again, I want my eye back but most of all I want to see Oliver Queen suffer like I have."

Felicity narrowed her eyes as she listened and shook her head. "I am sorry"

"What are you sorry for?" said Slade

"Pity is probably a better representation of what I feel. You are still grieving and obviously the mirikuru takes away a few brain cells to compensate for the added….brawn."

"Smart and funny, perhaps Oliver is already being punished enough?" he mocked.

"What exactly do you think you will have achieved when you kill me Slade?" she hoped he didn't notice the slight tremble in her voice "Do you think Shado is going to come back from the dead and thank you?"

Slade looked over his shoulder and laughed. "It's ok to be afraid Felicity, you should be."

"If she was worth all this she must have been a good person?"

Slade fell quiet for a moment. When he lifted his gaze to Felicity she could see a storm brewing in his eyes.

"Oliver Queen is going to pay for her life. He will eventually pay with his own life but first I am going to erase his bloodline completely."

Felicity raised her eyebrows and after a beat smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" he grabbed her chin firmly.

She turned her head making him release her "You are going to make him the Hero I always saw in him"

"What?" he scoffed.

"You can't kill The Arrow Mr Wilson, once he dies you are going to be haunted by little kids running down the street wearing your Shado's hood. Oliver Queen will continue to haunt you too, he won't disappear until you let go of Shado. So you are kind of stuck Slade. It really bites the big one and I know I have said this once and I will, gladly, say it again… there is always another way."

"No there is only one way, he has to die, he has to pay for what he did to her."

"You want him to pay for what you think he did to you. Let's be honest here, what Shado wants or deserves has nothing to do with it. He lost her too, and he lost you, what makes you think your pain is greater than his?"

Slade had enough and lifted his hand to her face and slapped her. Her hair went flying to the side as her head dropped and let out a cry.

"I know that is my cue to be quiet but it's never been my strong suit." She said licking the blood off the side of her mouth. "Shado deserved better than death, she deserved better than you, she deserved Oliver." She started to raise her voice through her tears "Oliver cared enough about Shado to try and save you"

"You have no idea what you are talking about; he shot an Arrow through my eye."

"Only after you had become this super wack job, and you are a wack job, I mean you do know you kidnapped the wrong girl? I am not Sara." She paused a moment as Slade lifted his eyebrows as if he was surprised; she had to get back to her point.

"My point…Oh yeah, my point is Oliver would never hurt a friend, but beyond that he would let you live out of respect for Shado. You didn't love her, if you did you would never …."

Slade slapped her again, this time hard enough to knock her out cold.

"Honestly Oliver how do you put up with her incessant rambles?" said Slade looking at the camera over the door as he exited.