"Thank you all for coming. I know you're all wondering what this press conferences is about so I won't bother with theartics." Felicity heard Oliver say through the comms.
They'd spent the past two weeks making sure that Adrian Chase continued to believe he had the team, mostly Oliver, right where he wanted them. The waited and planned and now, it's go time.
Felicity, Rene and Curtis lay in wait outside City Hall, in case Adrian was able to make a run; which would take a miracle.
Meanwhile, Oliver stood in the room next to his office that was often used for press conferences, Lance, Thea and Adrian Chase by his side. Diggle and Dinah were also laid in wait, in Oliver's office along with the F.B.I, A.R.G.U.S and Star City's S.W.A.T. team. The only way Chase was getting out of there was in handcuffs or on a stretcher, both Oliver and Felicity hoped he chose the latter.
"We've finally been able to not only identify the throwing star killer."
Felicity felt the pride welling up in her at the confidence and pride in Oliver's voice. She'd honestly never expect to hear it again. She'd thought he'd finally withstood all he could handle. But, he just forgotten how strong he was.
"This is it." She heard Diggle say through the comms.
She felt everyone that was privy to the next step freeze solid, waiting for the cue.
" District Attorney Adrian Chase is the Throwing Star Killer." Oliver said.
Time froze still. Felicity listened intently for the signal from Oliver that she needed to act, to shut the building down. She watched from her tablet as the press conference became a raid. There must have been at least fifty guns all pointing at Adrian. The press that were in attendance moved behind the officers, per Dinah's instruction. Felicity was suddenly aware of how easy it would be for Oliver to get hit in the crossfire should they have to shoot. She felt her stomach drop to the floor. Did Oliver want that?
"Are you insane?!" Adrian exclaimed, rage evident on his face. Oliver had made a move he didn't anticipate and it pissed him off.
"No. I have proof. I'd have to have a lot of it in order to get this kind of backup." Oliver replied nonchalantly.
Felicity would be lying if she said Oliver's tone wasn't making her uneasy. She felt the time that had previously slow to crawl hurl into overdrive.
There was a sinister grin on Adrian's face. The kind that said 'I'll take you with me'. Then he lunged in Oliver's direction and Dig yelled, "Fire!". He hadn't made the same observation as her about Oliver's proximity to Chase.
"No!" She screamed, throwing herself at the door of the van and running towards the doors of City Hall.
She froze in her steps when she heard the sound of gunfire blasting in her ear and echoing from above her.
Silence.
God, how she hates silence.
More silence.
After what felt like a lifetime, Felicity heard breathing through the comms. Who's she didn't know.
"Felicity, call an ambulance." Dinah instructed.
Who was hit? Was it just Chase? God, she hoped it was just Chase.
"Dinah, is he-" She couldn't bring herself to finish her sentence.
"Dig's fine. Oliver made sure Thea was out of the line of fire before anything started. Lance has a flesh wound and Oliver was hit."
He'd been hit.
She was only mildly aware that Rene and Curtis were now at her side and calling 9-1-1.
"Felicity?" Oliver asked through the comms.
She felt her heart begin to beat at an alarming rate upon hearing his voice.
"Oliver, are you…" still unable to ask.
"Next time we make an elaborate plan to corner a psychopath, let's make sure he or she is the only one on the other side of the guns, yeah?"
Felicity laughed, "I like that."
"I'll live, Felicity." Oliver reassured.
Something in his tone told her that he wasn't just talking about his gunshot wound. She felt he was promising her that. He'd live and more importantly, he wanted to live.
"I'm on my way." She declared. The overwhelming distance between them wasn't something she could stand any longer.
She began her journey to him and as she approached the elevator she heard John's voice declare, "Adrian Chase is dead".
She smiled to herself.
They'd won.
