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A burning pain stabbed through Felicity's shoulder as she fell to the ground, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Oliver was so out of his mind with rage that he hadn't realized Felicity had gone down. He just kept kept hitting Collins, who tried to hit back, although he was already significantly weakened. But Oliver didn't give him a chance. With every punch the abduction, the images of Felicity lying on the ground, her bleeding cuts, the threat of killing Abby, and Collins' lips on Felicity's skin flashed before his eyes, fuelling the undiluted hatred that powered each well-aimed hit. He didn't want Collins to die, at least not yet. No, the man had to suffer like Felicity had suffered, and when he wasn't expecting it, when he felt safe again, Oliver would kill him.
Diggle regained consciousness and saw Felicity lying on the ground. "Oliver! Oliver, Felicity!"
Hearing the name of his wife seemed to flip a switch in Oliver's mind. He turned away from the unconscious Collins and saw Felicity collapsed on the floor. "Felicity!" he cried out, jumping up and rushing over to her.
"Diggle, we need an ambulance, quickly!" Oliver tore off his jacket and pressed it onto the heavily bleeding gunshot wound in Felicity's shoulder. "Hang on, darling, hang on."
The elevator dinged and Diggle, his phone pressed to his ear, went out to check it. When the doors opened, Detective Lance and his colleagues stepped out.
"Mr. Diggle, what happened?" Lance asked.
"Jonathan Collins had kidnapped Mrs. Queen and her daughter. We managed to overpower him, but Mrs. Queen got shot. We urgently need medical assistance for her and for Collins."
Quentin Lance grabbed his walkie talkie. "Send up the medics right now. Code Red, two persons."
Diggle nodded and went back into Oliver's office with the detective.
"Queen, what's the situation?" Lance asked, looking around.
"She urgently needs a doctor", Oliver answered without looking up, adrenalin still pumping through his body.
Lance and his colleagues looked at Collins. Oliver had done a lot of damage, both of Collins' eyes were swollen shut and his nose looked broken. Lance couldn't feel any pity with the man, if this had been about Laurel or Sara, he would have done exactly the same.
"Looks like self-defense to me", he told his colleagues and then looked at Diggle. "Right, Mr. Diggle?"
"Of course, Detective."
Another ding of the elevator signaled the arrival of the medics, together with Moira and Abigail.
"Oliver!" Moira cried out, frightened when she saw Felicity on the ground and her son hovering over her.
"Ma'am, please step aside and give us some room," the doctor said, before looking at the CEO who was still pressing his jacket onto the wound. "What happened?"
"She was shot in the shoulder", Oliver answered.
"Okay, you can let go now. Please step aside and let us do our job."
Oliver nodded, looking down at his hands which were covered with Felicity's blood. Once again he had failed; he had promised her that that man would never get his hands on her again.
"Straight through-and-through and shock. And there are traces of severe contusions." The doctor threw a skeptical look at Oliver.
Oliver knew what the doctor suspected. "She was abducted two weeks ago by the same man. She suffered broken ribs and several cuts on her stomach."
The doctor looked at Detective Lance, who nodded. "I can confirm what Mr. Queen said, so if you suspect domestic violence, you can rest assured that that is most definitely not the case here."
Oliver swallowed hard. He had to get out of here. The need to wash Felicity's blood off his hands had him practically fleeing to the nearest bathroom. Once inside, he leaned heavily on the wash basin, while his adrenaline level slowly subsided. Once again he hadn't been able to protect Felicity and Abigail, the two most important persons in his life. He wasn't good for them, it would be best if he would just disappear from their lives. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, slammed his hands on the washbasin and fled out of the room.
Diggle saw Oliver disappear into the elevator. "Oliver, where are you going, the doctor has some questions concerning Felicity. Oliver? Oliver!"
The elevator door closed and Oliver let out the breath he had been holding.
The bodyguard went over to Moira and Abigail. "He's gone. I have no idea where."
Moira nodded, more than familiar with this habit of her son. Oliver bolted when he felt guilty and he couldn't handle the fact that he had been unable to protect his wife and daughter.
"Let him go, John, he'll calm down again. Let them take Felicity to the hospital, her medication allergies are in her patient file. Go with her, John. I'll go over the most important points with Detective Lance, then I'll take Abigail home and come join you."
"Okay, Mrs. Queen."
Moira went over to where Detective Lance was talking to the medics and noting Jonathan Collins' injuries for his report. "Detective Lance, do you still need us or is it enough if you come by the mansion later to take our statements?"
"You go home, Mrs. Queen, I can do this alone. I will come by in the next few days, so please don't leave town."
"That won't be possible anyway, Detective", Moira replied, indicating Abigail.
Oliver was driving blindly. He didn't care where the road lead, as long as it was far away from the people he loved. He could save people from burning buildings, he could fight against supersoldiers or the League of Assassins, but he hadn't been able to protect that which kept him alive. Why on Earth had he changed his mind and gotten into a serious relationship with Felicity. Why hadn't he listened to the inner voice that had told him he wasn't good enough for her?
Silent tears were running down Oliver's face, when he heard his phone ring. He had thrown it carelessly onto the passenger seat. He took his eyes off the road for a second to check the caller ID, but when he saw Diggle's picture on the display, he ignored the call.
A short time later a text message from Diggle appeared on the display. Oliver stopped the car in a small side street to read it.
Oliver, where are you? Your family needs you! This is not the right time to drown in self-pity. Call back urgently!
Oliver started typing, but deleted the message after the first few letters. No, it was better for everybody that he didn't come back. Felicity's and Abby's financial future was secure and Thea and his mother would take care of them.
He started the car again and drove down the side street, which ended at a large lake.