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After a shower and two hours of sleep, Oliver wasn't exactly fit, but at least fresh and rested. He packed some things for Felicity, grabbed the car keys and went into the kitchen. Thea, Roy and Raisa sat at the table, joking around with Abigail. Although she was only four months old, the little girl seemed to enjoy the attention of so many people. Oliver had to grin. Roy had an incredible talent to make not only Thea laugh, but Abby as well.

At first Oliver had had his doubts about Roy, the fear that he might hurt Thea in some way had been enormous, but Roy had managed to dispel every one of them. He had really gotten his act together for Thea, leaving his criminal past behind and getting her out of more than one tight spot at the club. He was beside her at Verdant every night and kept the club in shape during the day as well. It had made Oliver especially proud when about half a year ago, Roy had asked him for her hand. All in all, he was just as much a part of the family as Felicity.

Roy was the first to notice Oliver. "Hey, Oliver, let me tell you, you'll have your hands full with this little girl. Once she's old enough the boys will be lining up outside your door for her."

Oliver's stomach clenched at the thought. Boys wanting to date his daughter? Never, he knew how those guys thought and what they wanted, after all he had been one of them. He'd just have to put a ban on dating until Abigail was at least thirty.

"Abby won't be allowed to date before she's thirty, at that age at least 25% of the men have started to think with their brain."

Roy laughed and picked up his little niece. "So, little princess, it looks as if your dad and Uncle Roy will keep all guys away from you."

Thea shook her head. "And Aunt Thea will always give you an alibi when you want to sneak out to meet a cute guy."

Oliver threw a reproaching look at Thea. "Don't you dare." He went over to Roy, picked up his daughter and kissed her. "Daddy will go visit your mommy at the hospital. Raisa will put you to bed later and when Daddy comes home, we'll cuddle, okay?"

Thea watched her brother. Since Felicity had come into his life, he was so much more content and happy, and Abigail had made it perfect. "Actually Roy and I wanted to put her to bed, if that's okay with you and Raisa."

Raisa waited for the reaction of her boss, then she nodded as well.

"No problem, Speedy." Oliver handed his daughter over to Thea and left.

When Oliver entered his wife's hospital room, he didn't trust his eyes. His mother and his bodyguard were sitting beside Felicity's bed, munching popcorn.

"What's going on here?" he asked.

Felicity grinned at him and stuffed a handful of popcorn into her mouth. "After five days of sleep, Moira surprised me with a DVD night."

Oliver threw a stern look at his mother. "Mom, Felicity has just come out of a coma, it's much too early for something like this. She needs rest."

Moira smiled at her son. "Oliver, calm down and come join us. I spoke with Felicity's doctor and he said it's absolutely okay."

Oliver looked at Diggle, who raised his hands apologetically before he stuffed some popcorn into his mouth.

Felicity smiled and patted the bed beside her. "Oliver, I'm really okay, the doctor said that the extra days of sleep were very good for me. My injuries are healing well, there's still some pain, but my organs were not damaged by the shock. So please sit down and have some popcorn."

The CEO took a deep breath and carefully sat down on the bed beside his wife. "What are you watching?"

"Spiderman", Diggle answered with a smile.

Oliver frowned. "What?"

"I chose that movie. I wanted to watch it, because the thought that my son could be a spider is definitely worse than the thought that my son hunts criminals with a bow and arrows", Moira explained. Diggle and Felicity began to laugh, while Moira's son pulled a face.

Oliver awoke the next morning in Felicity's narrow hospital bed. Despite her injuries, Felicity had snuggled tightly against him. He didn't dare hold her tightly, she looked even more fragile than usual. She must have lost at least a couple of pounds over the last few days.

Careful not to wake her he got up, put on his shoes and left the room. Oliver greeted the two cops, officers Smith and Miller, who stood on guard outside the door. He knew all six of the cops who took turns keeping watch outside his wife's room.

Jonathan Collins hadn't been caught yet. He seemed to have disappeared from the face of the Earth. Diggle had spent the last two days at the lair trying to find her with Lyla's help, but no success.

Felicity didn't know about it yet and her husband dreaded having to tell her. He pushed the thought aside and left the hospital to get breakfast from the coffee shop across the road, where he ordered croissants, bagels, donuts and tartlets. After 5 days in a coma, he wanted to give Felicity free choice.

Felicity awoke feeling cold. She missed the warmth of Oliver's body. She opened her eyes and looked around the room. "Oliver?" When she got no answer, she flipped back the blanked and slowly sat up. Pain knifed through her body, but she couldn't localize if it came from the cuts or from her ribs. Take a deep breath, she told herself and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment longer. Then she slowly stood up on shaky legs, went over to the door and opened it.

"Mrs. Queen, do you need anything? Do you want us to call a nurse or a doctor?" Officer Miller asked concernedly, when he saw Felicity standing in the door.

Why were there two cops outside her door? And where was Oliver? Was Jonathan Collins still at large? Memories flashed before her eyes, the face of her abductor appeared and his words were echoing in her ears. We have to say goodbye now, but we will see each other again.

Her breathing accelerated.

"Mrs. Queen!" Officer Miller exclaimed again. "We need a doctor, quickly!" the second officer yelled. Felicity heard their voices only indistinctly as her knees buckled and Smith had to catch her.

Immediately doctors and nurses came rushing over to the two officers to check on Felicity.

Oliver opened the door to the ward and immediately got a bad feeling when he saw doctors and nurses hurrying across the floor. His steps quickened, and he dropped his bags onto the front desk.

"Excuse me, you can't just leave this here", a nurse called after him, but Oliver didn't hear her.

Felicity was lying on the ground, but she was conscious and the oxygen mask had returned her breathing to normal. The doctor talked to her calmly. "That's good, Mrs. Queen, breathe slowly."

"Felicity!" Oliver said, his voice filled with panic. The doctor turned around and looked at him. "Don't worry, Mr. Queen, everything is okay. Your wife got up and had a small panic attack, but we have it under control."

He removed the oxygen mask from Felicity's face. "Okay, we will take you back into your room now. Please let me know if you can't walk anymore. Mr. Queen, would you help me?"

"Of course." Oliver went to her other side and together they took Felicity back into her room.