Sara pried open the skylight, and quietly dropped onto a beam in the house's ballroom. Roy was chained to the ceiling, and looking worse for wear. She glanced at the others and saw that they had guns with darts full of viper venom aimed at Roy.
"Sara?"
She tapped her ear. "Yeah Felicity?"
"I lost contact with Dig. He said he was going to create a disturbance." clicking came across the comm. "That was a few minutes ago."
"Okay," she whispered, glancing back down. "Status of Oliver?"
"When I listened he and Slade were still fighting." she huffed. "Slade is very egotistical isn't he. All 'remember who taught you', 'I'll break you' 'I broke her'. Hmph. Have the coward come look at me now and I'll give his ass a..."
"Felicity." Sara smiled. "Not the moment for your wonderful rant. Status on Dig?"
More clicking. "Nothing. How's Roy? Any signs of the machine?"
"Roy is just chained to the ceiling. I'm making a plan as to get him out. I don't get it though. They have the prototype, why aren't they using it?"
Silence was on the other end.
"Felicity?" Sara's heart pounded. It had been a risk, taking her from the hospital. She'd taken her to the safest place in the city. Ironically, Oliver's bedroom at the Mansion planting the box with Tockman's key on the grounds before leaving. Slade had bought the Merlyn property nearby, and Sara raced to the house, finding Roy inside.
"I'm fine Sara. I was just asking Caitlin if anyone could use the prototype. She told me not without the key that Dr. Wells has locked up."
Sara took a deep breath. Thank the spirits for small favors.
"Slade just left Oliver."
Sara glanced down. Roy was still holding, but he was getting tired and sweaty. "Alive?"
"Yeah. Said he'd leave him alive so he can know his pain before killing him." Tapping filled the comm. "Seriously, he has more drama than a Shakespeare play."
Sara listened, heard the guards shifting, and she looked around. None of them appeared to have Mirakuru. Probably why Roy was chained up, and they had venom.
"Dig is coming up the fence line, and just hit the fence with my car!" Felicity shrieked from her side of the comm.
Sara didn't need to know something had happened, three of the guards left the room, trading their tranquilizer guns for hand guns, leaving only two with Roy.
"Amateurs." she muttered. "Felicity, kill the lights." Sara dropped down as the lights went dark.
She slid across the floor, her Sonic Sounders sliding with her. All the men grabbed their ears, except for Roy, who pulled up on the chains and dropped suddenly to snap them.
She quickly knocked out the two men with her staff, leaving them lying senseless on the floor. Roy picked up the sounder, turning it off. His dazed eyes turned to her, and he smiled.
"I'm beyond glad Felicity made us listen to that for an hour since you joined us."
Sara snapped the staff back on her belt, and grabbed his hand. "Felicity, we're on our way."
"There was a deer!" Dig yelled again at the man staring at him. One of the felons that escaped with Slade, but Dig just needed to play ignorant guy for a few more moments.
"I don't care sir get off the property." The guy growled.
Dig stepped back hands up. "Do you need my insurance or anything?"
"No. Go away."
Dig quickly flipped through his wallet, silently taking snap shots of the men, thanking Lyla for the hidden camera "I have the card right here."
"Dig, they're on their way back. Get out of there!" Felicity whispered in his ear.
"Sir I'm telling you. The fence doesn't mean shit to me. Just get in your car and go away, or you'll never get to your girlfriend's house." The man smiled. "She'll just be attending your funeral."
Dig held his hands up, and stepped back to the car. "Never mind then. Sorry about the fence."
He moved into the car, and a snail's pace, then drove off. Watching till the Merlyn house disappeared.
"I'm on my way the back roads Felicity."
"Good. They're back here. Oliver is on his way back, he has to check on Thea."
"Roger that."
"And Dig?"
"Yeah?"
"You better fix my car."
Oliver climbed through his bedroom window. A little awkward for sure, but since Sara had left Felicity in his room after fleeing the hospital, he didn't care.
His feet, heavily, hit the floor. All the bruises playing pain across his body. Fighting Slade had been like back on the island. Training again, this time though no Shado to stop Slade from beating him to a pulp.
"Oliver?"
He looked up, his heart clenching at the sight of Felicity in his bed. Her eyes widened, and she put the tablet next to her. He stepped forward, slowly, not wanting her to hurt herself. Felicity being Felicity, she shuffled to the edge, her breath gasping as pain from her injuries, and the trip from the hospital took its toll on her.
"Felicity," he growled.
She shook her head, trying to move her feet to the floor. Tears began streaming down her face. Oliver walked faster over to her, not caring about his injuries anymore. He quickly set his bow down on the bed, and scooped Felicity up. She turned her head into his neck, and quietly sobbed.
Oliver sat back on the bed, cradling his blonde close. It'd been a rough few months. His left hand gently rubbed her back, as his right moved up to cup her face, making her look at him.
Her eyes were bright with tears, and she was terribly pale. He sighed, pressing a kiss to her forehead, offering any form of comfort that he could give her. She laid her head on his shoulder, gripping the quiver strap tightly.
"We'll stop him." she whispered. "We're not broken."
Oliver shut his eyes, turning his head, and breathed in her perfume. "We never were."