Felicity tried to fight the arms that had circled her waist and attempted to claw away the hand that covered her mouth. She stopped fighting the moment his lips touched her temple and he whispered in her ear "shh." She relaxed and sunk back into his embrace tears threatening to escape as she finally felt safe.

Oliver had been hiding in the shadows as he walked the corridors to find her. He hid behind a wall when he heard footsteps poking his head out he saw a glimpse of blonde hair- knowing it was her he quickly pulled her back flush to him covering her mouth.

His hand remained over her mouth but she relaxed against him, remaining that way for almost a minute as men ran down the corridor past them. Olive realized they knew that Felicity had probably got out that and run off. When he was certain he did not hear anyone his hand uncovered her mouth whilst his other let go of her waist.

Felicity shifted when she felt Oliver let go of turning her body around she finally faced him. He looked at the relief on her face and captured a tear that escaped with his thumb as she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Oliver's eyes closed for a brief second his own relief that she was safe and alive. When they pulled apart he looked at the bruises on his face and he swore under his breath. Whoever had done this should pay, nobody laid a finger on her, nobody!

"Oliver" she whispered as he captured her lips in a sweet short lived kissed. As much as he wanted to ravish her mouth and feel that she was real and there, he needed to get out of there.

"Come on" he whispers back taking her hand leading her through corners in the corridor. Oliver pushed open the door were he had entered and led her outside. Hiding out of sight Oliver cupped her face and she leaned into his touch immediately. "Hey, straight down this road my car is parked, 5 minutes from here, go" he tells her.

Felicity looks at him and raises her eyebrow, "what about you?" she asks.

"I need to go and get the drive Felicity, everything is on that drive."

"I'll come with you"

"Absolutely not, I just got you back, you go sit in the car wait 10 minutes, if I don't come then leave, if you hear a noise leave, do you understand?"

"No, well yes I do understand but I am not…"

"Felicity" he interrupts her with a stern voice.

"If you're not leaving, I'm not leaving, it's my life, my choice Oliver" Oliver looks at the determination in her eyes.

"NO,," he said in an authoritative voice which unfortunately never seemed to scare her.

"Yes, you need me to show you where the room is, I am not leaving here without you so do not even ask me to," she said through gritted teeth.

Oliver clenched his lips in anger and frustration, she was the most stubborn woman he had ever met and he knew that he could not argue or make her change his mind when she was set on something.

"If I say run, you run," he said in that deep alternative voice which she found extremely sexy.

Oliver nervously held onto Felicity's hand as they walked back inside the warehouse where Slade was in to locate the drive. Oliver was nervous because not only did he have to find the drive without getting caught but he had Felicity with him. This added to the pressure of protecting her, he had been stupid in even asking her to wait in the car. Of course, she wouldn't, she was the most stubborn woman he had ever met. He had to take even more provisions because she was next to him, he stopped near the door which Felicity had said Slade was inside. Before going in, he took her hand and asked her to hide in the corner.

Felicity stared at him wanting to protest because he was asking her to hide, but the stern look she received from Oliver told her not to argue with him. She rolled her eyes and then hid where he told her too, he leaned his forehead against hers, he then brusquely left to enter the room.

Oliver placed his ear to the door trying to listen attentively to ensure that the room was empty. Not hearing anything he placed his back against the wall his weapon drawn as he opened the door and kicked it open. The door creaked open as he waited a few seconds before kicking himself off the wall and making himself known. With his gun drawn he scattered the room- it was empty. He walked deeper into the room as he started to look around hoping to find the drive. Not finding anything he turned and left, with his weapon still up he scouted the area and went back to Felicity.

Felicity nervously waited for Oliver playing with her fingers, she thought she had been waiting for hours when in reality it was only a couple of minutes. She didn't hear anything, no voices or gunshots surely that was a good sign right? Felicity moved back when she heard footsteps attempting to camouflage her with the wall. When she saw Oliver turned the corner her shoulders relaxed as she quickly reached for him, the need to touch him was making her jumpy- he was like a drug that she was addicted too.

A huge sigh of relief left him when he saw her waiting where he left her. He hadn't been long, but the fear of someone finding her had made him agitated. Oliver placed a kiss on the top of her head, "let's go" he whispers taking her hand and leading her back out the way they came in from. He hoped his path was cleared, the last thing he needed was an all-out gun brawl with Felicity caught in the middle. As they practically sprinted down the hall, Oliver's eyes were quickly drawn to something on the far corner; he stopped abruptly his arm flying in front of Felicity, as she ran straight into his arm. He pulled her to the side as he examined what he was dealing with.

Oliver clenched his jaw when Slade came into his peripheral view, Felicity tried not to flinch when she felt Oliver's hand tightened on her hip. He was squeezing her pretty tightly and she was sure that it would leave a bruise. Felicity did not need to see what it was that was making him so 'grrr', she knew, she ran her fingers up and down his arm trying to soothe him- hoping he would release his fierce grip.

Oliver's eyes met hers realizing what he was doing he quickly let go of her hip, regret filling him up, however, knowing there is no time for any of that he needed to come up with an idea.

Oliver licked his lips trying to come with a plan quickly, spotting a front cover which covered the switch he slowly and quietly tore it off. Once it was in his hand he threw it as hard as he could in the opposite direction hoping to steer the men away from their location. Watching as Slade and his men quickly turned towards the noise marching in complete determination Oliver made his move. He grabbed her hand yet again and the two ran to the door which led him into the building.

Whilst Slade was marching towards the sound he abruptly stopped when he heard movement behind him. Sharply turning he saw Oliver and Felicity- his temper flew, pissed off that he had let something so stupid trick him. He ran in their direction wanting nothing more but to grab hold of Queen. To make him suffer- ways of making Oliver suffer was running through his mind. He would tie him up and beat him for days, allow him to heal and then beat him again. He would kill her slowly in front of him. He would then get his sister, his mother, John Diggle and his family and butcher all of them. He would make Oliver Queen suffer- he would torture him, begging him to kill him. Slade would not let him die easily, death was the easy way out. Slade had all mapped out now all he needed was to capture Oliver and follow through with his threats.

Oliver ran quickly practically dragging Felicity behind him as she tried to keep up with him. Managing to get to the door he opened it running through, letting go of Felicity's hand he shut the door searching for something to hold it closed. Placing some boxes, a chair and whatever else he could find in hopes of at least slowing Slade down.

He then retook hold of Felicity's hand and they proceeded to run again. Oliver did not need see what was happening behind him, years of training had enabled him to gain skills such as super hearing and sensing danger. Taking hold of Felicity's waist, he lifted her up, allowing himself to fall to the ground behind a wall breaking her fall, as gunshots started going off behind him. Felicity yelped when she fell on top of Oliver flinching when she heard the shots, without saying anything he shifted placing her onto the ground as he proceeded to fire shots back. They were coming in all different directions and he did not really know where he needed to shoot first. Felicity placed her back against the wall drawing her knees close to her chest and placing her hands over her ears attempting to block out the sounds. Oliver sat behind the wall next to her as he reloaded his gun, his heart clenching at the sight of her. Again, all those fears he had about turning her life coming to the surface again. He went back to shooting back managing to take out a couple of the men on the roof. Seeing this as an opportunity he picked her up placing her on her feet as he screamed at her to run, making sure he was running right behind her in case they started shooting again.

He took hold of her again stopping to hide behind a beat up vehicle. He didn't have time to check on her and ask to see if she was alright. All he could think about was getting to the car as fast as he could. He looked up cursing under his breath when he saw Slade and his men heading towards them. As he stood up getting ready to shoot he saw a bottle of pure vodka in the back seat of the car. Taking the bottle, Oliver looked around the car praying to find something to light it with. Finding a box of matches, he takes them. Tearing of his sleeve from his shirt he worked faster than ever dipping some of it into the bottle and then lighting up the remainder of the sleeve. He stood up spotted Slade and threw the bottle in his direction.

Suddenly the bottle hit the ground in front of Slade and began burning the area around him. The flame travelled slowly in the opposite direction towards one of the vehicles. Oliver licked his lips in anticipation as he saw Slade and his men retreat as the flame met the car exploding. That was more than enough diversion as Oliver grabbed Felicity by the hands and the two started running again.

They finally reached the car where Oliver had parked. Fishing out the keys he quickly beeped the car open and they hopped in speeding away from the scene. Felicity got in and she could not manage to put her seat belt on, for some reason her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She tried again and again until Oliver took hold of her hand and guided the belt into the lock. He did not remove his hand from hers bringing up to his mouth giving it a quick kiss.

"The adrenaline is wearing off," he told her. She could merely nod at what he was saying looking straight ahead. After 20 minutes of driving in complete silence only holding, hands Felicity turned to face him.

"Do you have any change of clothes?" She asked him looking at her hospital scrubs.

Oliver looked her over, "yeah, my gym bag is in the back" he told her as he pulled over on the curb getting out and retrieving his gym bag from the boot. He opened the bag and pulled out a pair or tracksuits one of his famous blue t-shirts and a pair of socks. Felicity looked at them and nodded as she peeled off the scrubs throwing them outside. She took hold of the clothes Oliver gave her not making any moves to put them on. Oliver didn't seem to notice as he placed the bag in the back seat. Felicity lets go of the clothes placing them in front of her. Oliver's eyebrows rose in confusion, she sat there only her underwear is not getting dressed. Before he could ask her if she oks she got up and straddled him. Her front now meeting with his, her arm around his neck stroking the back of his head as she looked at him lustfully. Felicity quickly kissed him on the lips not allowing him to say anything or protest. His hands quickly found her hips kneading them. Resting her forehead against his she pulled up for air.

"I was so scared" she admitted in a hushed whisper if it hadn't been for them being on the side of a quiet road with the engine off he would not have heard her.

"So was I," Oliver told placing a kiss on her exposed shoulder. Meeting her eyes, her examined her face which had been battered, the fury that welled up in him knowing that Slade had hurt made him want to turn around and finish him once and for all. "Did they hurt you" he gave her a pinpointed stare and she knew immediately what he was asking.

"No,, wanted to, tried but no" she begins kissing him again rocking her hips.

Oliver groaned pulling back as best he could, now was not a good time to do this. "Felic..."

"Please, I need this I need to feel you please make me forget their touch" she trailed kisses down his neck to his collarbone.

Oliver moaned his head falling back as she continued to rub against his now hardening member.

Oliver decided to listen to her needs, her needs had become his, and the need to feel her skin against him was a must. Oliver was very happy to oblige, he put his chair back as far as it would go holding her hips rocking her against him again. Taking hold of her face, he kissed her deepening the kiss. He kissed her gently biting each of her lip before covering her mouth fully and kissing her deeply again. Oliver allowed his hands to play across her back and down her sides, stroking the bottom of her ass cheek as she continued to grind on him. He raised his shirt and threw it on the back seat. Felicity quickly moved to touch his scarred body her hands gently sliding down towards his private area.

Felicity then moved her hands and unclasped her bra tossing it on the backseat to be found later. Oliver held her close running his hands across her back as he sucked on her collarbone. His hand then came around finding her breasts and kneading them causing her to moan in please and kiss him. Oliver continued his assault on his breasts massaging and squeezing until she moaned. Breaking away from their kiss he placed his mouth over her breast tasting her, teasing her nipple. Expelling his hot breath, he then lowered his mouth onto her other breast sucking greedily.

Her breathing began to speed up and the windows fogged up inside the vehicle from their passion. She was not letting her hands remain idle while he sucked on her breasts, she reached for his hard penis. She undid his pants to free his hardness. Once she succeeded in getting his pants open, she immediately grasped him and began to run her hands up and down the length. Her breathing quickened because he began rubbing her crotch also. He had a hand on one breast, his mouth on the other and his free hand was stroking her. He could feel the blazing heat emanating from there. She felt herself getting wet. She finally had enough and climbed back into the other seat to remove her underwear before climbing back on top of him. He had pushed his pants and underwear down around his ankles.

She took a moment to kiss him again before grasping his penis and guiding it into her. She wet the tip of his dick with her moistness by rubbing it back and forth along her pussy. Then she guided it into her and slowly moved up and down until she could take the entire length inside of her. She threw back her head and gasped. He reached up and grasped both of her breasts as she began to slowly move up and down on his penis.

He could feel her wetness dripping down onto his testicles. He closed his eyes and lay back as she rode him. Her pussy felt like warm wet silk as she slid up and down. He had to concentrate to prevent himself from cumming too quickly. This was moment they had both needed; he had thought she was dead so Oliver need to ensure that she wasn't. Just as he was getting to the point of no return, he sat up and wrapped his arms around her to stop her. They both took a breath before he kissed her again. They sat for a minute like that, joined at the loins. He pulled her down with him and began to move his body back and forth.

Slowly sliding his dick in and out, he kept a slow pace to keep the sensation going for as long as possible. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. He kept the pace to maintain his erection and get her to orgasm before he did. He could tell she was close by the intensity of her moans and the way she gripped his shoulders. When she tried to increase the pace by moving her hips quickly, he grabbed her hips and continued as before. He kept moving his penis to his own pace. He would slide out till only the head of his penis was inside her then quickly slam it to the root a couple times then slide back out and slowly reinsert himself.

Fast then slow, fast then slow, again and again he would repeat until his lap was soaked with her juices. Finally, she demanded he quicken the pace and he knew she was close to orgasm. He speeded up as she demanded and her moaning got more intense and he could feel her pussy gripping him tighter. He hoped she was going to cum soon, 'cause he wouldn't last long at this rate. Just as he was thinking that he could not take much more, she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and experienced a massive orgasm. The grip on his penis increased to the point that he could no longer hold back and he came also. This caused her orgasm to increase in intensity and she gripped his shoulders tight enough to bruise. Eventually, she lay down upon his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and felt the micro shudders through her thighs. He held her tightly running his hand down her spine.

Oliver tensed up immediately as he felt tears hit his chest- his very hot and warm chest was met with cold and damp tears. He took hold of her face searching her blue eyes which had turned red.

"Felicity" he whispered talking for the first time. The whole time in the car when they made love they had not said a word, they had moaned and groaned but had not said anything.

"I'm so sorry about your dad," she said leaning her forehead against his as she resumed her tears.

Oliver nodded closing his eyes finally allowing himself to grieve for his father. Oliver knew that she was the only person he could open up to and be real so he allowed himself a moment of weakness as his own tears started to spill. He let out a hoarse cry not holding it back anymore he began to sob. Felicity wrapped her arms around his neck as he buried his face on hers and continued to cry.

Felicity cried with him, she cried for Robert, she cried for Oliver, she cried for her mother.

After a few minutes, Oliver pulled away placing a chaste kiss on her lips which were salty due to their tears Felicity demounted him and sat in the passenger seat. She found her underwear and put them back on as Oliver took some tissues from the glove box and wiped himself. He put his pants on and did up his belt. Felicity then looked at the backseat, finding her bra she put it on and handed Oliver his shirt back. She then found his other shirt and tracksuits putting them on- placing the bottom of the tracksuits which were extremely long for her into the socks that Oliver had given her. Before placing the socks on she used the tissues to wipe her feet and was stunned to see them bleeding. In the rush and heat of things, she had not realised that she had cut herself.

Oliver had taken hold of her feet and cleaned them slowing wrapping several tissues over them as she placed the socks on.

Oliver readjusted his seat again and started to drive again heading towards the safe house. He reached for her hand placing a kiss on her knuckles.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too."

ITS BEEN SO LONG - i am so sorry, but i have the whole summer off i want to update all my stories and finishing them off- some faster than others as i have lost all inspiration for them.

BUt i have been working on three different stories - i know more stories but these are ones which i am like a bunny hopping up and down for so excited- Ergh can't wait for Arrow to come back in October and we get OLICITY. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Well enjoy xx