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Oliver and Felicity drove back to Starling City. The billionaire had a smile on his face. For once, everything in his life was going right. The woman he loved loved him back and they were even working together. Felicity was the one person he could be around day and night and he still couldn't get enough of her. He looked over to her and found her concentrated on her tablet.
"What?" Felicity asked without looking up. She could feel Oliver's eyes on her and it sent a shiver of delight down her spine.
Oliver grinned and turned his eyes back to the road. "Nothing."
Now the IT girl did look up at him. "Oliver?"
"I just like looking at you."
Felicity smiled and concentrated on her tablet again.
"Okay….and I want to know what you're doing," Oliver said, turning off the road at a gas station.
"I'm trying to get information on the Clock King, but I can't find anything."
Oliver stopped the car. "Try under his real, William Tockman, he's bound to have a record."
Felicity blanched visibly as she looked at Oliver. "WHAT?"
"Felicity, what's wrong?" Oliver got out of the car, opened the passenger door and knelt in front of his PA.
"William….Tockman…is the name of my father…"
Oliver's eyes widened. That couldn't be true…
With trembling fingers Felicity typed the name into the FBI database and a few seconds later his file popped up, complete with a foto. "It is you." Felicity whispered, a single tear trickling down her face.
Oliver placed a hand on her knee. "Hey, everything will be alright, okay? If it's too much for you, Diggle and I will handle this one alone."
"I haven't seen him in twenty years. So this is what became of him after the robbery." Felicity skimmed through her father's file. "A criminal computer specialist who can hack into any system."
"Hey….hey, look at me." Oliver knew the thought that was running through Felicity's mind. She believed herself to be no better than her father. "You're not like him, okay? You're the person with the purest heart there is. You may have the same genes and the same abilities, but you're nothing like him."
Felicity didn't say a word, staring blindly at her tablet.
"I'll just fill up the car, is that okay with you?"
Felicity nodded, lost in thought.
The remaining drive back was spent in silence. Felicity stared out of the window and Oliver would have bet good money that she was thinking about her childhood. Every now and then she unobtrusively wiped off a tear.
Felicity had been sitting in front of her computers for hours, soaking up every bit of information about her father. During his time in prison he had become interested in computers. After his release he had got the chance to prove himself as an IT expert in a big company. A few years later he had started to hack into the systems of other companies to eliminate them as competitors. The FBI got wind of the matter, but William Tockman had already disappeared before they could catch him. During his time with the company he had lived alone in one of the most well-to-do areas of Gotham City, while Felicity and her mother had been glad if they had food on the table.
Anger started to rise in Felicity. She would catch the man and confront him.
"Felicity!" Diggle's voice called out loudly behind her.
Startled, the IT girl turned around. "What?"
"Oliver left, there's been another bank robbery."
Felicity pushed aside her thoughts and concentrated on the matter at hand. The Starling City National Bank had reported a robbery. Her fingers flew across the keyboard and immediately a green, blinking dot appeared on the screen, marking Oliver's position. Two unknown red dots followed shortly after that.
Felicity turned on her headset. "Oliver, can you hear me?"
"I'm here, Felicity," Oliver answered.
"The bank is empty, but there are two persons in the next side street."
"On my way."
"It won't do you any good, you're too late," an unfamiliar voice broke in.
"What was that?" Oliver asked, shocked.
"There's someone in our comm system," Felicity answered. Her heart was hammering; she knew exactly who it was.
"You're a clever girl. But not clever enough. You think you and your system are secure," the voice said triumphantly.
Diggle looked at Felicity. She was typing frantically, silent tears running down her face. "Are you okay?" he asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. Felicity nodded.
"Very soon a bus and a train will collide. The Arrow cannot be in two places at once. What's more important – two bank robbers getting away or a lot of innocent people dying?"
Felicity checked the bus and train routes. "Oliver, he disabled the barrier at the East Road crossing. The ten o'clock Greyhound from Central City will collide with the train from Gotham."
"On my way, Felicity."
"Felicity…." the voice sounded again. "A beautiful name for a clever woman."
Felicity swallowed hard. "My father chose it."
"So what would your father say to you turning into a criminal?"
"Felicity, stop it, he's playing with you," Diggle warned her, but the blonde kept typing, trying to hack into the Clock King's system.
"He couldn't say anything. He left us and became a criminal himself."
"So you're just like him. That's got to hurt," the voice taunted.
Diggle gave her a warning look. He knew mind games like this from his time in the military. If you weren't up to them, it was easy to make a big mistake.
"No, not at all, he's just isn't worth it," Felicity countered sharply, jabbing the enter key.
On William Tockman's monitor a new window opened, displaying a foto of him as a young man together with Felicity. He froze. Was that his Felicity hacking into his system?
"Felicity…." he said, his voice softer than before.
"Yes."
Diggle watched the scene, wondering what was going on. Just how did Felicity know Tockman?
"So the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree," Tockman said, his tone sharper again. Apparently the initial shock had faded.
"Oh yes, it does, because I will catch you and see to it that you get your just punishment for all your criminal activities and for what you did to us." Felicity hit the enter key again and severed the connection.
"The bus has been stopped at the last second. I'm coming back." Oliver's voice sounded in her ear, but she didn't listen. She switched off her headset, dropped it on her desk, grabbed her things and left.
"Felicity!" Diggle called after her. Felicity raised her hands to stop him. She didn't want to talk about her father, she just wanted to be alone.
She hurried up the stairs to Verdant. She definitely needed a drink, and a damn strong one, too.
Thea was behind the bar. "Felicity, right? Does my brother have a problem with his computer again?"
"Yes….he's not exactly careful… I don't know what kind of websites he visits, but he keeps getting one virus after the other on his hard drive," Felicity answered, forcing a smile.
Thea smiled back, although she didn't believe a word if it. Probably her brother kept her at Verdant for far less platonic reasons. "Okay, what can I do for you?"
"I'd like a whiskey, preferably a triple one.
Thea startled, but didn't say anything.
Felicity stared at her glass for a moment, before taking a sip. God, she really was just like her parents – drowning her sorrows with alcohol like her mother and illegally hacking computer systems like her father. And she had so wanted to be nothing like them. She raised the glass again and drained it in one big gulp.