A/N – Sorry for the long wait between updates! Anyone who has added my story to their favourites or followed, thank you. And those of you who are still with me, thank you. Between college and my apprenticeship it's been busy, so again, I'm sorry. I'll try to update more regularly.

It was dark out as Oliver raced through the streets. He could feel the Russian goons following him and mentally rolled his eyes as he rounded a corner. He was getting agitated now. He'd heard noise over the comms from Digg, Sara and Roy 5 minutes or so ago and he knew something was going on. Maybe they had a big lead, maybe they would find Felicity soon. Oliver mentally scolded himself for being too optimistic. Things never go right for Oliver Queen he thought to himself.

"Digg!" Oliver huffed as he got onto his bike and started it up.

"Hold up Oliver, we may have something." Digg replied sounding a little flustered.

"Well are you gonna share with the entire class?" Oliver jibed.

"Just give me a second. Felicity taught me how to navigate YouTube, not Police files and cameras." Digg bit back quickly.

"I know, I'm sorry." Oliver said softly.

"Sara, Oliver is back with us. Tell him." Digg said.

Sara's voice rang through the comms, "Oliver, you're not going to like this but we've been to Felicity's place. She never got through the door. Her keys were still in the lock! But we did find our little friend Olaf. Seems your little run persuaded him out of hiding. Not for long though, which is good. We've found our girl, but she's not looking too good."

"Tell me where!" Oliver demanded.

"No dude. You can't come, they'll follow you and figure out you found her. You need to sit this one out." Roy tried reasoning.

"The kid's right Oliver. Felicity right now is safer if you hang back. You'll lead the others straight back to where the fight's at too. Sara and Roy got this. They won't let us down, trust them." Digg quickly chimed in.

"Okay, but Digg I want updates whilst I'm out here, and I want them quickly." Oliver said.

"You got it Boss." Digg replied.

Sara and Roy were on a rooftop in a fairly rustic looking part of Starling. They were looking down onto a small dimly lit restaurant with Russian writing on the sign. "Huh, roughly translates to `Second Home` bet Felicity's not feeling the warmth right now." Sara murmured bitterly.

"That I can agree with, let's give these Russian's the surprised of their lives." Roy replied, dropping down from the rooftop. Sara quickly followed.

You take the front, distract them. I'll go through the alley and slip through the back. See if I can pull her out. I'll let you know if I get her. And Roy, be safe!" Sara whispered.

"Don't worry, I can handle myself, just make sure Felicity gets out okay." He replied, half smiling.

As Sara walked through the Alley a metal door swung open. She rounded the door and knocked out what she assumed was the chef, although looking at him she quickly decided she never wanted to eat something he cooked. She slid him out the way and continued through the door and undetected through the kitchen. She saw the stairs but quickly bypassed them. She could hear yelling coming from across the hall.

"We'll make him do the drop tomorrow. This little bitch will be gone by the time we get our stuff back. Then we can release his identity. He'll be so busy trying to protect himself and the girl he won't have time to come for us." The think Russian accent bellowed.

Sara could hear whimpering, which to her only meant one thing, Felicity. She felt Roy creep up next to her, "You get Felicity, and I'll teach this guy a lesson he'll never forget." Roy murmured.

"Ollie, get to our location ASAP." Sara said through the comms.

Oliver didn't reply, but Sara knew as soon as she spoke his name he was moving. She could hear Digg giving Oliver the location, "He'll be there in 2." Digg spoke for him.

Oliver wasn't a subtle man. He burst through the front of the restaurant, and let his arrows fly. Sara could hear the bodies dropping, but she knew that where Felicity was involved, there was no choice to make for Oliver. He joined the other two in the hall.

A man walked out of the room where all the yelling had been sourced. His eyes widened in what could only be recognition and fear. "Olaf, The Arrow." He screamed before he dropped to the ground with an arrow through his chest.

Oliver turned to Roy, "Really?"

"What? You got to kill all the other guys. She's like family man. Plus, he would have only told everyone who you are." Roy answered back defensively.

Sara just smirked. They were only within the vicinity of where she assumed Felicity must be and already things almost felt normal again. "C'mon boys, stop fighting and hurry up."

As they walked into the room they saw her. Barely lucid in Olaf's hands. He held a gun to her head. She was slipping in and out of consciousness ever few seconds. She was so bruised, and all Oliver could do to hold back the anger was watch as she finally came around. Her eyes met his and for a short moment it was just the two of them in the room. Nobody was in imminent danger and Felicity wasn't beaten and bruised. But he saw that split second. Realisation hit her and the fear flashed across her eyes. Then he saw the determination.

"Don't you dare Oliver Queen!" she ordered when she saw what was flashing through his mind.