Seriously, this trip has been kicking my butt. I'm finding myself getting practically no sleep and having no fun. But at least I'll have a few days here soon where I can actually rest.

I found myself arguing with my inner monologue this chapter so I hope you like it.

As I have stated before I do not own Arrow or it's characters.

This has no particular season just randomness from my mind.

3.

Dig and Oliver were outside adjusting cameras and preparing for him to arrive. Felicity lay sprawled out on the queen size mattress, looking perfectly peaceful. Oliver smiled, knowing he loved her and that he was doing this to keep her safe. Dig drove off in the car, parking it down the street, Oliver and him hid. They hoped the sick bastard would show up that night, Oliver was ready for a fight, he was tense and focused. They waited patiently not seeing or hearing anything, a car drove by but didn't stop and kept driving.

About four o'clock in the morning, they saw someone, who called out to his dog and kept walking, the dog trotting behind his owner.

"False alarm" Dig said.

Now Oliver was getting angry and frustrated, "I'm going to go and check on her."

Oliver parkoured his way up to the balcony, she was still asleep in bed, sheets twisted. 'She must be having nightmares again'. He got back into position, "She's still out, for the count," he said on the comms. He heard John almost snort on the comms.

Felicity was dreaming she was in Oliver's arms after having what most people would call mind-blowing sex. Her head on his chest, her feeling safe and warm, this is where she wanted to be always. She felt him touching her hands and her feet, feeling confused how he was still able to play with her hair and hold her other hand at the same time. She felt a tug, waking her from her dream. When she awoke, she realized what she was really feeling.

Her hands were tied to the bed frame and her feet tied to the posts of the bed. He was in her room, right now, there was duct tape over her mouth she tried to scream. Where was Oliver? Where was Dig? She struggled to get free, but the more she moved the more everything hurt. He climbed on top of her, his nasty breath in her face. She began to cry, thinking she was never going to get out of this alive.

"There's my girl, I told you I would find you," he said kissing her along her cheeks. He kept kissing her through her pajamas making her squirm even more, he soon sat up sitting on top of her waist. She felt like her lungs were on fire, she couldn't breathe. "I told you that you were supposed to be mine, why did they take you away from me? I'll kill them if I can find them, I'm going to make you mine tonight" he said looking deep in her wide and scared eyes.

'Oh God where were they, the one time she needed them desperately.'

He took out a knife, slowly began to cut the buttons off of her pajama top, leaving her in just her bra. He traced the knife around her breast that kept heaving from her starting to hyperventilate. He untied her arms to flip her over and she reared back elbowing him in the face, knocking him off the bed. She used her free hand to rip the duct tape off and scream as loud as she could. He stood up stabbed her leaving the knife in her chest and ran.

Oliver and Dig were still sitting outside, it was like no one was coming. They heard a scream, her scream. They both took off running towards her, inside they found Felicity, feet tied to the bed still and her with a knife in her chest, in shock. Felicity's head was starting to droop down, her breathing was slow, she was losing a lot of blood, and the mattress was wet from her blood. Her hands shaking, she went to pull it out but stopped, her bottom lip quivering. They untied her and he slowly lifted the rest of duct tape off her face.

"Felicity, stay with me stay awake,"

"Where…where were you?" she said starting to black out.

"We need to get her to a hospital,"

"Call 9-1-1 go and get the car."

Dig took off running, he called 9-1-1 and told the operator there was a break in while they were out jogging and that she was hurt, Oliver changed into his running gear. He was drenched in sweat and her blood, Dig came back into the room and helped him with his bow and comms and went and hid them in the ceiling tiles of the security office. The cameras were all static, Randall had overrode the system causing the cameras not to work.

The ambulance and police soon showed up and started to work on Felicity, they rushed her out and Oliver climbed in while Dig stayed at the scene to speak with officers.

"James I need you to pick up the pace, she has lost a lot of blood, call Coastal General and tell them we need blood and ASAP. Stay with me girl, you got to fight." The man said putting an IV in her arms and continued hooking her up to machines and fluids. Oliver sat there watching everything, watched her breathing continue to slow, then he heard a long beep, she had crashed. The EMT began chest compressions and shocked her. Soon she was back, Oliver was now crying his eyes out afraid that he was going to lose her.

Once at the hospital they carted her away while he stayed back to fill paperwork out and was soon led to a waiting room. He paced back and forth, waiting to hear anything about her. Dig showed up finally after two and a half hours with a bag for him.

"Go get changed Oliver, you look bad."

"This is my fault Dig, I shouldn't have left her. I'm so stupid."

"Stop man, they are on the watch for him now."

Oliver headed to the bathroom and closed the door behind him, he looked into the mirror and saw blood over his clothes, face and hands. It was her blood, his reminder of how he failed her. He took paper towels from the dispenser and started to clean his face and hands of her blood and got changed. In the lobby Dig sat, waiting patiently to hear anything, Oliver came out and handed him the bag and sat down next to him. Dig reached over and put his hand on his shoulder and gave him a squeeze, "She's going to make it Oliver, and she is a tough cookie."

"She crashed in the ambulance John, this is my fault."

"Oliver stop, this isn't your fault. This guy is just some IT nut who apparently is more advanced than she is. You have to trust that she will make it."

A doctor rounded the corner, holding a clipboard. "Smoak?"

"Us," they chimed together.

"You are?" the doctor asked.

"Fiancé and body guard." Dig looked at Oliver in shock.

"Well, she suffered a stab wound to her chest area, she did lose a lot of her blood but we have her stable. We did some small surgery to suture up the muscle and we stitched her up, a few more inches to the right and you would probably be planning her funeral. She's a lucky girl."

Oliver let out a sigh of relief.

"When can we see her?"

"Shortly, I will send a nurse to come and get you. She's lucky to have you guys, any longer she probably wouldn't have made it."

Oliver's skin tingled at the mere thought of her dying again.

"Thank you doctor," Dig said as the doctor walked away.

After a few more minutes of pacing, the nurse came in and escorted them to her room. She was hooked up to a few different machines and was completely unconscious. They pulled up chairs and Oliver held her hand, whispering to her how sorry he was. He kept hearing in his head "Where were you", he felt horrible. Hours passed and Dig fell asleep in his chair, Oliver couldn't sleep. He had now been awake for over twenty four hours, but he had to be awake when she awoke. He had to tell her how sorry she felt, he thought back to when he saw her in the bed. She moved her head, her eyes fluttered open.

"Felicity," he said, she started to sit up, "Don't, lay back down, I'm so sorry."

"Hmm?"

"I'm so sorry, are you in much pain."

"I feel like I'm a cloud." She smiled.

"That's the pain medicine, you need to rest,"

"Okay," she fell back asleep.

He stood up and paced the room, Dig woke up and stretched.

"She wake up yet?"

"Yeah, she tried to sit up and I told her to lay back down. She also said felt like she was in a cloud." He stifled a laugh, remembering the "aspirins" Dig had given her a few times before.

"I'm going to get some food, you want anything?"

"Please, you know what I like,"

Dig left the room and he walked over to the window, staring out. It was a cloudy day, he was just thankful she was still alive. Dig came back with some food for them to eat, the hours passed again, nurses came in to check on her and her IV's and left them alone. She woke up again, this time she was really awake.

"Hey, how do you feel?"

"Fine," she used his line for once.

"I know you're not fine, I use that all the time."

"Oh, so you admit that you're not always fine."

"Tricky, but seriously how do you feel?"

"Like I was hit by a bus," Oliver sat on the edge of her bed, the movement of the bed shifting caused her breath to hitch and caused her face to look like she was in pain. "Did you guys get him?"

"No," Oliver said in a voice that gave her the chills.

"That's okay, he'll be back I'm sure of it."

"Why do you say that?" Dig asked.

"Because of what he said, he said that I was his and we was going to make me his, and that if he found you guys he would kill you for taking me away from Starling City."

The memories of being tied up and being stabbed came back to her and fast, she began to tear up and then cry. Oliver wiped the tears from her face, reassuring her that she was safe. A knock on the door caused him to stand up, a nurse walked in.

"Hello Miss Smoak, I'm Jamie and I'm going to be your nurse, how are you feeling?" the brunette asked.

"Like I was hit by a bus,"

"Well, you did suffer a chest wound dear, in about thirty minutes I'm going to need you to start doing some laps in the hallway, we need to get you circulating."

"Oh, okay,"

"I'll be back shortly with some socks for you."

She left the room and Dig smiled at her.

"Yay, exercise when all I want to do is just watch Doctor Who or Sherlock all day."

"What?" Oliver asked.

"Shows she watches." Dig explained.

The nurse knocked again and came in with some red socks with little white things on the bottom, she helped put them on her feet and also handed her a robe that matched her hospital gown. When she looked at the nurse strangely, the nurse replied "Open back, we don't want to show the world our tuchus now do we?" Oliver helped her put it on and soon the nurse and Oliver were putting her on her feet again.

"Now I want you to walk at least thirty minutes, when you get tired you can get back to bed and rest for about two hours and then back up and walking again, okay?"

"Yes ma'am," Felicity said holding onto the IV pole.

"I'll be at the nurses' station if you need me, I'll have some soup brought up for you in the meantime."

"Oh thank you," she said excitedly.

She held onto Oliver's arm while Dig followed next to the IV cart, she walked every once in a while she would have to stop, the look of concern on Oliver's face.

"I'm sorry, that you're in pain."

"I forgive you, just help me get through the rest of this so I can go lay down again."

She finally made it through the thirty minutes and slowly made her way back to the room, there the nurse followed behind them.

"Okay boys, will you excuse us for a minute?"

"Why?" Oliver asked.

"I need to check her site and also remove her catheter, and I'm sure she would appreciate some privacy."

"I'll be out here, I'm sure Lyla would be thrilled." Oliver stayed firm.

"It's okay, I'll be fine."

He walked out of the room and stood in the hall with Dig. After a few minutes, the nurse came back out.

"She's all yours, the soup should be here shortly."

"Thank you" they both chimed together.

Inside the room they saw her sitting up fidgeting with the remote to the bed trying to get the TV to work.

"It doesn't work, you would think being a hospital things would work."

Oliver took the remote from her hand and slightly pressed the button, turning the screen on. It was a news channel and was on mute, the screen shown bright with explosions and fire. The line on the bottom of the screen read "Starling City under attack" Dig and him looked at each other then back at her.

"You guys need to go, I'll be safe in the hospital."

"I can't leave you," Oliver said.

"YOU HAVE A JOB TO DO!" She practically screamed at him.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Dig put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed.

"I'll get with the police captain and have someone stay here with her," he said staring at Oliver. Oliver's eyes had gone dark and Dig could see the anger inside, "I'll be back" as Dig walked out into the hallway to make a call. Oliver held her hand looking down at the ground.

"I don't want to go," he said barely a whisper.

"You have to go, or I'm never going to kiss you again," she looked at him over the brim of her glasses.

"You don't play fair,"

"They need you, they need a hero, the hero I know you to be."

"I can't protect you when I'm in Starling City,"

"Oliver, Dig is calling the police captain who will have guards at my door, watching me until you both get back, I need you to go save our city." She said squeezing his hand, "I'll be fine, I promise".

"Felicity, if anything happens to you…I will never forgive myself."

"I'll never forgive myself." She emphasized.

He leaned down kissing her on the lips, taking her breath away.

"I love you, you need to promise you will not go anywhere by yourself or leave this room unaccompanied."

"I promise, I love you too." She kissed him this time, passionately.

Dig came in looking at her and him, smiled.

"The captain is sending some of his best men and some UC's, I told him money wasn't an object."

"Thank you, I'll stay here, go back to the house and get our gear. I'll stay here until they get here."

Dig nodded and left, about thirty minutes later a knock on the door and two officers walked in.

"Miss Smoak? Mr. Queen I'm Officer Mason and this is my partner Officer Ramirez, we'll be on first duty this evening. Our change out will be here at eleven this evening and their names are Officer Stone and Officer Greene they will be here until seven when we will relieve them. If you need to go with you we will be following you, we also have three undercover officers in the building and we also have gotten with hospital security to get you in a more secure area of the hospital, like ICU, where you must be buzzed in. The nurse said they will be moving you shortly."

"Officers, she means the world to me, please take care of her like she was yours. Thank you."

"It's our pleasure."

They took their positions outside of the room until they were soon escorted to ICU, the curtains were drawn and the name on the door said James instead of Smoak, in the computer systems it showed she was still in a regular room and not in ICU, Oliver felt safe now being able to leave her alone. His phone rang, Dig.

"Hey,"

"Where are you guys? Is Felicity okay?"

"She's fine, I'll meet you in the cafeteria in about five minutes."

"Okay."

Oliver leaned over to her, putting his forehead against hers.

"I love you, please be safe and you call me if anything do you understand?"

"Yes, I love you, please be safe."

"Always," he said kissing her on the lips, causing her breath to hitch again. He smiled knowing he could take her breath away with just a simple kiss. After another minute he said his goodbyes and took off to meet with Dig.

"What happened?"

"Police have transferred her to ICU as it's a lot more secure, there are also three undercovers and two officers outside her room, security is aware also, let's go."

Dig and Oliver made the drive back to Starling city he hated being away from her. Not being able to hear her on the comms was going to drive him crazy, but she was right the city needed him. They soon arrived at the lair and suited up, grabbing supplies from the still messy lair. His blood boiled remembering how terrified she was, in all the years he had been doing this, he hated seeing her upset.

Dig and him took off to save the city, in practical radio silence.

Felicity used a tablet Dig went and bought her to do more research on Randall. She had found out where she knew him from, he was one of the guys who had scored higher than her and the military ended up picking him up to work with them instead of her. He was better than her in so many ways, no wonder she couldn't see the hack happening in front of her.

She had hacked into his military records finding out he was involved in an accident causing sever mental issues. As of two weeks ago he was in a part time institution where he was allowed to go home to be with his parents on the weekends, his parents were found murdered. A chill went up her spine, why did I not see this in my initial reports? That damn guy had only showed her what he wanted her to see. She would tell them when they got back from Starling, knowing they needed to focus on other matters right now. She leaned her head back and fell asleep for a little while.

Randall sat in his car, rocking back and forth. He lost her, he had lost control again. If she was dead he would kill himself, he had to see her.

"Where did she go?" one of the voices in his head asked.

"I don't know," he whispered out loud.

"Think you idiot, where do people go when they are hurt? Geez, and you were the top of your class and you hacked for our government?!"

"Shut up!Doctor, hospital."

"And there's only one here in town, go and find her and finish the job."

He nodded his head and drove towards the hospital, looking to find her, his dream, his love and his soulmate.