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Oliver hurried down the stairs when his phone beeped. Immediately he pulled it out of his pocket to find a message from Felicity on the display. His hands began to shake and fear spread through his body. He hated the feeling. All these years he hand been grateful not to feel this emotion, but now it had him totally in its grip. He touched the display and when a photo appeared the phone slipped from his suddenly nerveless fingers and tumbled step by step down the stairs.
Diggle seemed to have heard the sound; he came hurrying out of the living room with Detective Lance. When he saw Oliver on the stairs, he immediately went up to him. "Oliver, what happened?"
Detective Lance picked up the phone that had landed on the last step and saw the picture on the display. "I think I know what happened", he said, holding up the phone. Diggle went down the steps. The picture showed Felicity tied up on a bed, in her underwear, her closed eyes red and puffy from crying, a long, bleeding cut running across her stomach.
The bodyguard swallowed hard, his hands balled into fists and for a moment he closed his eyes. The picture shocked him and it was all he could do not to lose his composure.
Lance was the first to find his voice again. "Mr. Queen, I have put together a number of search teams and we're searching the area with 6 helicopters and infrared cameras. Mr. Diggle has seen to it that we have a map showing the location of every hut in Starling Wood. We will find her."
Oliver nodded and came down the stairs slowly, feeling completely empty inside and as if everything around him was moving in slow motion. The picture of his wife had completely thrown him off balance. He knew that he had to find his strength again very quickly or he wouldn't be able to save the woman he loved.
"I will come with you, Detective. The QC helicopter will be here any minute."
"Okay, we can use every help we can get", Lance answered. He knew that he had no chance of stopping Queen and he would do exactly the same if it were his family.
The QC helicopter landed on the grounds of the mansion and Oliver and Diggle climbed aboard, both carrying backpacks. Diggle gave the coordinates of their search area. They had been assigned to the southwest of the forest, where around ten huts for wanderers, lumberjacks and the like were supposed to be. Lyla had managed to get the list to them very quickly.
Oliver glanced nervously at this watch. Nineteen hours left until the deadline, but when he thought of Felicity's picture he wasn't sure if she'd be able to survive that long. His hands were balled into fists as the helicopter took off.
A loud sound made Felicity open her eyes. Her head was throbbing, her bones ached and she felt sick. Most probably the first symptoms of the poison.
"Damn!" A voice sounded and Felicity looked in the direction the curse was coming from. Jonathan Collins looked out of the window and then back at Felicity. "This is all your fault. You gave them the hint."
The blonde started to tremble. His voice, his eyes were so full of hatred. Slowly he walked over to her, picking up the knife from the table on the way.
"Looks like we have to go our separate ways now", he whispered into her ear and lightly stroked the blade across her naked skin. "I'd have loved to keep you with me a little longer, but your husband will be here soon, and with him the police. I promise, we'll meet again, maybe today or tomorrow, maybe in a few months. You will pay for the death of my brother." With these words he once again cut Felicity's skin, she cried out and everything went black again.
Collins packed his things and left the hut.
"The infrared camera has found one person in a building in the northeast corner of the forest. We're going in to check the situation", a voice sounded over the radio. Oliver looked at Diggle and he motioned for the pilot to head for the coordinates. Was it Felicity? Oliver's hands were getting damp and his adrenaline rose.
"Attention all units, target person found", the voice sounded again. "Urgently require medical help at these coordinates…"
Oliver didn't listen any longer. Felicity was alive, but she needed the antidote and medical help. The billionaire hated himself for not being the one who found her.
The helicopter slowly went lower. Oliver looked out of the window and saw the ground rising up and the hut coming into view. The skids touched the ground, Oliver opened his seat belt and jumped out. "Oliver,wait!" Diggle called after him, but Oliver couldn't hear him any longer, he was already running over to the hut, where policemen and paramedics were clustered around. Oliver forced his way between them. "Get out of my way! Let me through!" he yelled. When he had finally reached the hut, he stopped dead in his tracks. The paramedics were trying to treat Felicity's battered body. Her face was pale, some areas bruised and bloody, her body seemed lifeless.
"Felicity!" Oliver blurted out. One of the paramedics looked up. "You can't come in here. Please get out and let us do our job."
"I am going nowhere, this is my wife you're treating and she urgently needs the antidote", the CEO said in a firm voice and held up the syringe he had found at Verdant.
The paramedic nodded and his colleague looked over at Oliver. "Mr. Queen, we're doing our best. I am Dr. Brown, your wife has lost a lot of blood, in addition to the cuts she also has three broken ribs and is suffering from severe shock. And there's the poison wreaking havoc with her system."
Oliver nodded; the whole thing was like a nightmare. He wanted to wake up to find Felicity and Abigail safe and sound in his arms.
"Mr. Queen, please give me the antidote. I have a rapid test here, if that's the correct antidote you have there, the solution in this container should turn blue", the doctor said.
Oliver handed him the syringe, swallowing hard. "What if isn't the antidote?"
"Let's hope it is, otherwise we have a major problem", Dr. Brown said, his eyes serious as he took the syringe and started to analyze it.
Oliver walked over to Felicity and took her hand. Rage rose inside him as he saw the bloody marks of the zip ties on her wrists. "Everything's going to be okay, baby, you're safe now and I'm here with you." Felicity didn't react, still lying lifelessly on the bed. Oliver's eyes moved from her wrists to the other wounds on her body. In addition to several smaller hematomas she also had a large bruise across her ribs, evidently from the kicks Oliver had seen via Skype. His rage increased when he saw the two cuts on Felicity's body. Jonathan Collins would pay for what he had done to Felicity. Oliver would hunt him to the ends of the Earth if necessary and kill him for what he had done to his wife, the love of his life.
"Mr. Queen, the rapid test has shown that it is the right antidote. Please step aside so that we can give it to your wife."
Oliver glared at the doctor. "I'm not going to move an inch from her side."
Dr. Brown saw the determination in the CEO's eyes and knew he didn't have a chance to get the man away from his wife's side. "Okay, but please try not to get in the way."
Oliver nodded and tightened his grip on Felicity's hand. The doctor injected the antidote into Felicity's body, which was still lying lifelessly on the bed.
"Stand ready in case of an anaphylactic shock. We'll take care of her other injuries and then take her to Starling City General", Brown told the paramedics. Oliver was just about to ask a question to the doctor, when Felicity's body started to go into convulsions.
"Damn, I hate it when I'm right", Dr. Brown cursed.
Oliver moved aside and watched as in slow motion as the team of helpers tried to save his wife's life. His knees buckled. He had only just found her and now he had to watch again as another evil power tried to take her away from him.