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Leaning in to place a gentle kiss on Oliver's cheek Felicity said her goodbyes. It had taken her half an hour to eventually persuade Oliver to let her walk home by herself. Felicity stepped outside the club and sighed, seeing the drizzle in the cool air. Darkness was setting in quickly and a small breeze caused her to tighten the over sized coat The Arrow had lent her. Glancing back at the club she caught Oliver still standing in the doorway oblivious to the rain. Giving a final wave, she headed aimlessly in the direction of the Glades to begin her continuous walk.

As the night air grew colder, Felicity hurried through alley ways desperately searching for somewhere to rest. As her blinking washed away the threatening tears in her eyes she thought back to her old home. It wasn't really a home but it had taken her months to find someplace dry and abandoned. She never thought she would say this but she missed watching the monotonous grey drips run down the walls and the dim lanterns flickering light. She couldn't go back, the building and her belongings were destroyed in the explosion and although it wasn't much she felt lost without them.

She had been walking for hours now and her sore feet pained her with every step. Felicity began to slow, walking in a somnambulatory state with barely enough energy to remain awake. She focused on putting one foot after another and remained deep in thought. Ever since she found out that the vigilante was Oliver Queen she had been scrounging her brains to find out why she recognised the name. It wasn't like she had access to the news or even internet and she couldn't exactly wander over to the other side of the city just to search his name. She had fixed one of the faulty computers at the tech shop a couple of blocks from the abandoned building where she had lived, so every now and again the owner would turn his back and let Felicity use the computers at her will. But she was at least a day's walk from there. Felicity hated the Glades, honestly she was frightened to be there but it was the only place people like her could go; people who had nothing. Finding the first dry doorstep, she collapsed to the floor; her body slumped at her feet. The exhaustion took over her, driving away her fear as her eyelids started to close.

'Hey what have we got here?' Felicity must have only been asleep a couple of minutes before she was woken by a sharp pain in her side. 'She's kinda cute I guess. Hey wake up!' a disorientated Felicity winced as the rowdy gang of drunken boys continued to kick her. But she was too worn out to move so took the kicks and lay still. The boldest group member grabbed Felicity by the collar and lifted her up shaking her to get a reaction. Felicity tried to defend herself but all her energy had escaped her. The motivation to survive had been stripped from her. The only glimmer of hope in the darkness was when she met The Arrow, but now he was gone and soon wouldn't even remember her name. What is the point? She asked herself. Does it really matter if they kill me? What have I got left to lose? So there Felicity stayed, unmoving as the group threw her about, laughing at her till she was numb to the pain. Tears threatened so she let them run down her face. Taking a deep breath Felicity closed her eyes, not wanting to see what they were going to do and hoping it would soon all be over. The thought made her smile, soon she would be free, she would never be on the run again. She wouldn't be jumping at the slightest of noises, wouldn't be haunted by memories when she slept and she wouldn't have to live in constant fear of him finding her. She was ready to die.

The sound of something cutting through the air fizzled into the night and before she knew it, Felicity was thrown to the floor. Her arm scraped against the damp ground, tearing out her stitches. The sound of the men grunting in pain rang throughout the night but Felicity was too weak to move, too exhausted to lift her heavy eyelids. She could hear the men dropping to the floor one by one but even still Felicity did not open her eyes. Even when two muscular arms lifted her trembling body effortlessly up and a familiar voice started calling her name, she still kept her eyes locked tight. Felicity couldn't bear herself to look around and face the world, she was too ashamed that she had given up so easily and still too terrified that she was seconds away from death and was actually happy about it. So she stayed cuddled up in his strong arms, her head resting against his chest letting the tears dribble out from her eyes. She felt his hand stroking her hair and melted into his arms. For the first time in a long while she finally felt safe; The Arrow had looked over her like a guardian angel saving her not once but twice now.

Felicity woke up to rays of light bouncing around the room happily. She had no idea where she was but felt safe, it was weird like a feeling in the pit of her stomach. The last thing she remembered was being in The Arrows arms so she must have drifted off. Sitting up slowly, Felicity winced. She lifted up the t-shirt that swamped her and gasped at her purple and yellow covered ribcage. Felicity examined her clothes in detail, quickly realising that they were male. Her blood soaked, filthy clothes were nowhere to be seen so she came to the conclusion that somebody must have dressed her. Strangely she was not covered in dirt or blood presumably the same person must have washed her too. Felicity guessed that it was The Arrow but even her hair remained fresh and untangled so he must have been very thorough. Clutching her side painfully, she tried to stand up, her bare feet being met by a pair of fresh cotton slippers. Making the bed perfectly behind her, Felicity made her way over to the back of the door and wrapped the soft, fluffy dressing gown around her, taking in its warmth. She didn't care if she wasn't taken by The Arrow and she was in danger, this life was luxury to her. Felicity glanced around the room, unsure whether to go outside or not. Looking down, her eyes landed on a slip of torn out paper. She opened out the fold and began to read.

Hey Felicity this is Oliver,

I didn't know when you would be awake so I decided to write this letter. Don't panic you are safe! You passed out after what happened yesterday and you were so exhausted I took you back here to my mansion and put you to bed in one the spare bedrooms. When you are ready just give my door a knock so I can talk to you.

P.S. My room is three doors down to your left

See you soon

Oliver xxx

Mansion? Something clicked in Felicity's head. Of course! That's where she had heard the name before. Oliver Queen was the billionaire Oliver Queen. Wow! Felicity thought, I'm hanging out with a billionaire! A homeless girl who can't even afford food and is on the run is hanging out with a billionaire who just happens to be The Arrow! Shaking her head in amazement, Felicity opened the door and plodded down the corridor towards what she hoped was Oliver's room. The second her knuckles touched the door Oliver opened it as if he had been waiting for her, startling the confused girl. 'Hey' Oliver smiled but his smile soon disappeared as he raced over to Felicity, taking her weight. Oliver could see the pain in her eyes as she clutched her side. 'I think you might have a broken rib or two or best case scenario they are just bruised. I know someone who can check them out' 'I remember, no hospitals!' Oliver quickly added, as he saw Felicity start to protest. He led the girl over to his bed, supporting her weight, and perched on the end. Oliver helped pull her up so she had her back against the wall and gently placed a pillow behind her to minimise the pain. Leaving the room briefly, he went to look for something to eat for breakfast and when he returned, Felicity was gazing around his room in awe. Oliver sat down beside her and watched, smiling as she demolished the toast in a matter of seconds. He went about rummaging through his draws, searching for something for the girl to wear. He thought of getting something of Thea's but he knew his sister was very particular about her clothes and judging by his still visible scar from last time he messed up her things, he thought it would just be easier to give Felicity something of his. The story made Felicity giggle and she gave a smile that lit up her entire face. Oliver noted that she had the sort of bubbly laugh that could light up a room and was impossible not to smile at. Oliver knew he was useless with clothes but he wanted to give her something perfect. His eyes caught on his sea-blue jumper and he pulled it out. Memories flooded back at the touch of his favourite top. It was the top he had worn to the first football game his dad had taken him to. Growing up, his father had never really been a dad to him, the maids looked after him when he was ill and took him to school. Sure his dad paid the bills but he was always too busy at work to have time for him. A few weeks into college him and his high-school girlfriend; Laurel had broken up again and Oliver was in a really bad place. Seeing him like this his dad had cancelled his meetings at QC for the day and picked Oliver up at college. After making him promise not to tell his mother, his dad took him to a football game. Oliver smiled, remembering how he had kept his hand on his shoulder the entire game; it was the first real father-son moment they shared. But now his father had gone, and his memories of him were all Oliver had left. Walking over to Felicity he handed her the jumper and a pair of plain jogging bottoms and helped her to the bathroom.

Oliver didn't know what possessed him to give the stranger his favourite top but when she returned from the bathroom he smiled. Just as he had thought, the colour made her crystal blue eyes sparkle. Raiding Thea's bedroom for a hair bobble, he tried not to stare as Felicity scooped up her flowing blond hair into a perfect ponytail. The sound of his phone buzzing brought him back to reality. Felicity watched, trying to figure out what was going on at the sight of Oliver's face paling. The next thing she knew, Oliver was herding her into the car and they were on their way to the foundry.

Oliver was practically taking all Felicity's weight by the time they reached the last step. Despite the fact that she had taken many pain killers, her side still hurt when she moved. The pair were met by Sara and Dig's grim faces. Felicity's heart stopped, thinking that they had found out who she was and the danger that surrounded her. 'Oliver its bad news, Detective Lance called and he showed us this' Dig gestured at the news report on the screen. Felicity watched in horror as the colour drained from Oliver's face as he read the screen. 'Detective Lance has been keeping track of the rising terrorist attacks nearby and it looks like they are getting closer to Starling City. They just hit Coast City and he thinks we are next' Diggle panicked.

'Who are they and what do they want?' The Arrow responded quickly, and started to type away frantically at the computer. 'Oliver, I have phoned Laurel and asked her to spend the next week or so outside Starling, I think you should do the same for Thea.' Sara's news hit Oliver hard.

'No! We will stop them I don't know how but we will' Oliver fired at her.

'That's the point! We don't know how! Hey listen to me. I have come across these people before...' the statement made Oliver's eyebrows rise but he knew better than to question Sara. 'They call themselves The Reaper Brothers, they move across city to city terrorising it until there is nothing left , then they move onto the next place. What makes them dangerous is that this is a game to them, they don't care who gets hurt and the more people that do, the more fun they have. From what I have heard, The Reaper Brothers are rivals, each plotting terrorist attacks trying to beat the number of kills the other caused.' Sara grimaced, the shock on the team's faces mirrored Felicity's as they tried to process the information. 'Can't we predict where they will attack?' Oliver questioned, a spring of hope in his voice. 'That's the thing, the attacks happen simultaneously set up in advance to the attack, there is no way of telling where they will strike first.' Sara grimly replied. 'The only thing we can do is wait and be ready to fight'. Admitting temporary defeat the team slowly nodded. 'I don't know if it will be much help but I can set up facial recognition. I know they are experts so probably won't be caught out by a traffic camera or something but I can set it up just in case they get careless?' It was the first time Sara had properly looked at the blond and she nodded her approval, shrugging; 'it can't hurt'.

'Felicity, you are going to drive yourself crazy staring at the screen all day, if something pops up we will hear it!' Oliver yelled from across the mat. Aside from the potential terrorist threat, today had been different for Felicity and she had liked it. The team had spent all day training in the foundry with Felicity monitoring the computer. She felt at home, happily humming whilst tapping away at her computers. She told herself not to get too attached but after rebuilding them due to the attack from the night before, Felicity had already named the computers as her babies. Roy had arrived in the foundry too after finding out the news but was soon back to his sarcastic self. He had spent the afternoon complaining jokingly about the training Oliver was making him do. By now he had expended every possible excuse to stop training and had resorted to teasing Oliver about his feelings for Felicity. Oliver's reactions to his jokes brought a smile to Felicity's face and for once her past had left her mind and she was happy. She was safe.

Sipping from her glass, Felicity sat back in the cosy, cushioned chair and watched the team training; her eyes focused solely on The Arrow. The group were practising combat drills and Sara was teaching Roy different slips and throws. Diggle and Oliver were watching from the sidelines cracking up laughing at Roy's pathetic attempts. Every time Roy had Sara in a clinch she would easily slip under his arms and sweep him and as Felicity could see, Roy wasn't exactly the best at break falling! The smile never left Felicity's face for the whole of the afternoon and it was only when the others started to leave that she noticed the time. After helping clear away the training equipment with Oliver, he suddenly came up to her and sat on the table. Resting his hand on his chin, his intense blue eyes looked into hers, causing Felicity's stomach to flutter. 'I can tell you don't want to talk about yesterday and what you were doing there but just know you can stay at mine however long you need. It's not like we don't have the space' Oliver placed his hand on her shoulder in comfort. 'Thanks' Felicity blushed; 'not just for that and for saving me twice now but for not giving up. Most people after seeing me in a state like that would just carry on walking and not even glance at me or if they are feeling particularly generous had over a couple of dollars. But you took me in, giving me a purpose and not only that but you trusted me with your secret. I don't want to make this any longer or I will start to babble and ruin the moment. You know not that there is a moment here or anything I mean obviously there is a physical moment but not a lovey dovey one or anything...' Oliver gently squeezed her shoulder, a smile appearing on his face. 'I just wanted to say thank you' Felicity finished. The Arrow teased a smile, absorbing everything about the girl. He filled with joy at the sight of her so happy. 'What?' she questioned him.

'Nothing' Oliver replied, looking to the ground.

'No c'mon tell me' Felicity gave him a playful shove.

'It's just ... I know I haven't known you long but it's nice to see you happy.' The compliment caused Felicity to blush deeply. Her mouth formed a perfect 'o' shape and her eyes sparkled. It was true Felicity thought. Before meeting Oliver, she hadn't laughed in a long time. The Arrow had done more than make her feel happy, he had made her feel safe.

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