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„Please let my daughter and me go", Felicity pleaded.
"Let you go?" Jonathan Collins yelled at Felicity. "I will kill you and your daughter right before your husband's eyes."
Abigail started to cry.
Jonathan turned around without stopping the car and pointed his gun at the crying baby. "Make her shut up or I'll kill her right now."
"No!" Felicity cried out and threw herself in front of her daughter. A fresh wave of tears ran down her face as she took her crying child out of the baby carrier with shaking hands hands and held her in her arms. "Shhh…calm down, little one, I'll protect you", she whispered in her daughter's ear.
"Enjoy the time you have left with your baby, in a few hours you'll both have a bullet in your brain", Jonathan Collins laughed cruelly.
Felicity trembled harder as she rocked her daughter in her arms and saw her whole life flash before her eyes.
The car stopped in front of the QC building and their abductor turned around. "Don't do anything foolish. One wrong move and I'll kill your little girl. You'll give her to me and smile like a good girl until we're standing before your beloved Oliver Queen."
"Please, I won't do anything, but leave my baby with me, she'll cry if you take her," Felicity pleaded.
"Okay, keep your brat, but I swear, at the slightest move I'll kill her first", he said with a deadly gleam in his eyes.
Felicity nodded, wiping the tears off her face. She pressed Abigail closely against her and opened the car door with trembling hands. Jonathan put an arm around her and the IT girl flinched.
Stiff upper lip, Felicity, she told herself. Oliver will save us, he has to save us.
They entered the QC building and Felicity was immediately greeted by Emily at the reception desk. "Hey, Felicity. Is that little Abigail? God, she's so cute."
Oliver's wife forced a smile on her face. "Yes, she is and this is my brother Jonathan. He's just passing through and wants to say hello to Oliver, that's why we're here."
"Oh, okay, hello Jonathan", the receptionist greeted the kidnapper. "Do you want me to let Oliver know you're coming up?"
"No, no", Felicity answered, "we'll surprise him."
"Okay then, have fun."
Felicity said goodbye and went over to the elevators with her abductor. When the doors had closed behind them, Jonathan grinned at her.
"Blondie, there's more to you than I gave you credit for. You already impressed me a couple of weeks ago and now you did it again." He moved closer and tangled his hand in her hair. Felicity's breathing quickened, but at that moment the elevator stopped and he let go of her as the doors opened.
Jonathan pulled his gun and pointed it straight at Felicity and Abigail. "Show's about to start, sweetie." They walked over to Oliver's office. Felicity could see him standing there with Diggle and Moira and it looked as if they were just about to leave.
Oliver looked over to the door and froze when he saw his wife and daughter in the hands of Jonathan Collins. Moira's hands flew to her mouth to suppress a cry. Diggle automatically grabbed Oliver's arm to keep him from moving. Felicity saw every muscle in Oliver's body tense.
With an evil grin on his face, Collins opened the door to the office. "Oliver Queen, or should I say the Arrow of Starling City?"
Oliver's eyes had changed from a beautiful deep blue to glacial black. "Let them go, Collins, it's me you want."
Collins laughed. "Wrong, Oliver. I want to see you suffer, I want the loss of your family to break you like the loss of my brother broke me."
"You bastard, let my daughter-in-law and my granddaughter go immediately!" Moira cried out. Oliver held her back.
"Mrs. Queen, how touching. You have the death of 503 people on your conscience and now you're worried about your family."
"Shut your goddamned mouth!" Moira yelled back. Jonathan Collins just laughed cruelly and pulled Felicity tighter against him.
Oliver's body was just about to explode from the adrenalin coursing through it. The bastard pointed a gun at his wife and daughter. For that he would kill him, in cold blood and without the slightest regret. Oliver's eyes met those of his wife; her whole body was trembling and she had a death grip on Abigail. Right now the little girl was the only thing keeping her from a complete breakdown.
"I want you all to sit down on this nice couch and you'd better not even think about trying something, because Felicity knows what would happen then. Go on, tell them." Jonathan stroked Felicity's hair. Felicity tried to turn her head away, but Collins pulled on her hair to drag her back. Felicity cried out. Oliver instinctively jumped up, but Collins had already pointed his gun at Abigail. The blood froze in Oliver's veins, tears were threatening to fall , but Oliver forced them back by closing his eyes. Diggle made him sit back down, and Oliver slammed his fists onto his knees in frustration.
"Oliver, Oliver, do you really think you can get rid of me as easily as my brother?" Jonathan smiled at him. "And now let your wife tell you what happens if you try something like that again. Tell him, my dear."
He had grabbed her hair again and was pulling her closer. Felicity held her daughter as tightly as possible to protect her from him. Her whole body was trembling violently. "He….will kill her…"
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do, Oliver, so you better decide if you want to move from this couch again without my permission."
"If you touch her even once…."
"What then, Oliver?"
In his thoughts the CEO had killed the bastard more than once already, but what was happening now was simply too much for him.
"I understand now why my brother found your wife so sexy." Collins' hands were gliding over Felicity's body and he started to hiss her. Tears of disgust were running down Felicity's face. "Please no…."
"Don't be such a prude," Collins said, his hands wandering over her behind.
Oliver's fingers were digging painfully into his knees.
"Please, I can't do this with Abby on my arm. Let me give her to my husband and I'll do anything you want."
Collins looked at her. "Okay."
Felicity, don't do it, the thought shot through Oliver's brain. Please don't do that. He closed his eyes again. Focus, Oliver, focus. This is your chance, Abby will be out of the way.
"Lay the child in the middle and Oliver, you come over and pick her up. Keep her on your arm, that will give me free reign with your wife."
Felicity gently put Abby down and as soon as she was back at Jonathan's side, Oliver got up and lifted his daughter into his arms. His heart was racing, one part of his family was safe in his arms again, the only thing missing was the second part that made him whole.
Oliver and Diggle exchanged a glance. They knew they had to act now and it had to be damn fast. Diggle signaled Oliver that he would attack at the first opportunity. Oliver sat down beside his mother, who was visibly in shock, her face pale and her breathing faster than normal.
"So, sweetie, now the little one is safe and you can be there just for me. I'm sure it will be an enormous turn on for your husband."
Felicity looked at Oliver and Diggle. Her expression had changed from frightened to survival mode. Jonathan pulled her tightly against him and started to unbutton her blouse. Felicity swallowed hard, she knew Oliver would never forgive himself for this and the images would forever be burned into his memory. Collins started to kiss her neck and shoulder, slowly lowering the gun. Felicity noticed it and kicked him in the groin, dropping him to the floor in pain. Diggle spotted the chance and pulled Felicity away from her tormentor. "Get out, Felicity, go!"
At the same moment Oliver handed his daughter over to his mother and Moira fled out of the office. Felicity had frozen on the spot. By now Jonathan was on his feet again and landed a hit against Diggle's throat, rendering the bodyguard unconscious. Oliver moved to help his friend but at that instant Collins grabbed his gun and pointed it straight at Felicity.
Suddenly things seemed to happen in slow motion. Oliver yelled her name, Felicity unfroze and started to run. At the same instance two things happened simultaneously – a shot fell and Oliver jumped at Collins.