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Felicity threw her bags on the passenger seat of the rental car. Her shoulder hurt, badly, and the significant blood loss had left her none too steady on her feet, but she just had to find the man she loved and tell him that he mustn't blame himself for what had happened.
Even fastening the seat belt proved to be more difficult than expected, but Felicity gritted her teeth. She started the motor and drove off.
Oliver sat on the shore of the lake, staring out across the water gleaming like pure gold under the rays of the sun. Why hadn't he been able to protect her? Images flashed before his eyes again and again… Jonathan Collins aiming his gun at his wife and daughter…. the kisses the man had placed on Felicity's skin… Felicity lying lifelessly on the floor… Oliver covered his face with his hands and began to cry.
He was no hero, just a selfish, egotistical loser, who only managed to put the people he loved in danger. He was a coward, running away from responsibility and not daring to live this whole life alone. And he was a fool for believing that he could have both – a normal life with a wife and a child and a life as the Arrow.
Tears of rage and desperation were running down Oliver's face. He had no idea how Felicity or Abigail were doing. He stared at his cell phone, which he had simply turned off after twelve missed calls and four text messages from Diggle, too afraid of having to read or hear something he didn't want to know. Getting to his feet, he threw the phone into the lake.
It was better if he stayed far away from his wife and daughter. Financially they were well provided for, they wouldn't want for anything, he couldn't put them in danger again. It didn't matter what would become of him. He would always love Felicity and Abigail, but he just wasn't good for them.
Felicity decided to stop at a gas station. Her shoulder was hurting like hellfire and her body was just about ready to collapse, she barely managed to fill the car with gas. Damn it, she really should have gotten that prescription from Dr. Fisher filled, but there hadn't been time and now that she was out of Starling City there wasn't a drug store around, just the gas station.
Stiff upper lip, Felicity, she told herself, only two more hours and you can rest.
Felicity straightened as much as possible and went into the shop to get some food for the rest of the way. The man behind the counter looked at her skeptically, but didn't say anything.
The IT girl returned to her car and sat down. The pain was all but unbearable and when she probed the dressing with her fingers, they came back wet. The wound was bleeding again... that hadn't been part of the plan.
"What do you mean she left on her own recognizance?" Diggle growled at the nurse.
"That's all I can tell you, Mr. Diggle. You'll have to speak to Dr. Fisher, he was her treating physician."
"Then get me Dr. Fisher right now!" Diggle was beside himself with fury. He should have trusted his instincts, Felicity had given in much too easily this morning, that certainly hadn't been like her. He grabbed his phone and dialed her number, but she didn't pick up. When he activated the tracker to locate her phone, a signal appeared. The sneaky little weasel, Diggle thought, she was really on the way to Starling City Lake.
"Mr. Diggle!" A man came rushing towards him. It was Dr. Fisher, Diggle had spoken to him the day before after Felicity's operation. "Is there something wrong with Mrs. Queen? I told her it's too early to leave the hospital."
"Dr. Fisher, who picked up Mrs. Queen?" the bodyguard asked.
The doctor looked at him in confusion. "Mr. Diggle, I thought you had picked her up, she told me she wanted to wait for you outside."
Diggle pulled a face. "No, I assume she's on the way to find her husband. The last few weeks have been very difficult for the family."
Dr. Fisher nodded, worried. "I can certainly believe that. Her last hospital stay hasn't been that long ago and two abductions in so short a time would traumatize most people. But I have to tell you, she has lost more than a pint of blood and she's definitely not in the condition to drive. You'd better find her quickly, once the pain medication wears off, there's a good chance she might collapse from the loss of blood and the pain.
"I know, Dr. Fisher, and I have an idea where I can find her." With these words the bodyguard turned and walked away.
Felicity wiped the sweat off her forehead. The pain was unbearable, weakening her body even more than it already was. She stopped the car when she saw a group of small cabins before her and got out, carefully putting one foot in front of the other, unsure if her legs would be able to carry her.
"Oliver!" she called out. No response. "Oliver, are you here? Oliver!" she yelled as loudly as possible.
Oliver opened the door of the small cabin. That couldn't be, he must have been mistaken. But there it was again – a voice calling his name. Oliver closed the door behind him and ran over to the dirt track. No, it wasn't a dream. Felicity was standing there, pale as a ghost, leaning against an unfamiliar car. Oliver picked up the pace, his heart beginning to hammer. "Felicity!" he called out.
"Oliver," Felicity answered, her voice growing weaker.
"Felicity, what are you doing here? Why aren't you in hospital?" Oliver asked worriedly.
"I…. I was looking for you. Please come back, don't blame yourself, all of his wasn't your fault… we need you." Her voice was almost inaudible now. She leaned heavily against Oliver, her fingers clawing at his shirt.
Carefully Oliver wrapped his arms around her and saw the bleeding wound on her shoulder. "Felicity, your shoulder has started bleeding again."
"I know."
"Hold on to me", was all Oliver said. He carried her into the cabin and gently placed her on the bed. "It was reckless of you to come here", he scolded as he opened her blouse and took care of her wound.
"I had to, since you wouldn't come to me", she replied.
Oliver took a deep breath. "I…..I am so terribly sorry… all of that should never have happened. I'm just not good for you and Abby… as the Arrow I can protect any number of people, but at the same time I'm putting the ones I love the most in incredible danger."
"That's bullshit", Felicity said angrily. "How many times have you saved my life?"
"I shouldn't have put you in danger in the first place", Oliver countered.
"It's my life and I chose this path. My world was dark and gloomy even before we met, but there was no one there to get me out of it."
"Felicity, this is really hard for me, I love you and Abby more than my own life and I will never love someone as much as you, but we need to end this. I can't risk putting you in danger again."