Save Me

Oliver made his way back to Felicity and then took her by the arm and leading her out of the booth.

"Oliver what happened? Why did you not want me to turn around?"

"There was a man here by the name of Deadshot. He was looking for you." She could see the seriousness in Oliver's eyes.

"How did he find me?" She whispered the words emphatically as she glanced around the diner. "I have been very careful."

""He must have somebody good on his payroll." Oliver grimaced. If Floyd was able to find them, heaven only knew who else was on their way.

Oliver took out his phone and called John as he held onto Felicity's hand and led her back to her apartment. They decided Oliver would call him later and talk but for now he was taking Felicity home.

"Why are we leaving Oliver?" She was trying to keep up with is long strides as she looked at him waiting for an answer.

"Because Lawton got too close. Luckily I was able to convince him to leave." Oliver kept looking around as they walked. He didn't want to miss anything.

"How did you convince him?"

"Lawton and I have a history."

"What do you mean you have a history?" Felicity needed to know why a killer for hire would just walk away from a contract.

"We will talk more when we get to your apartment." Oliver gave one last look around as they headed into her apartment. Once the door was shut behind them and the alarm set, Felicity turned to Oliver.

"Alright spill it."

Oliver turned to her; he might as well tell her. "Two years ago, I was working a contract in The Glades. The man I had been sent to kill was a man by the name of James Mathison. He was a drug lord that was known to sell drugs to kids. When he found out he was being targeted for a hit he hired Lawton for protection. The day I made my move Lawton and I ended up going against each other and......" Oliver stopped because he was not sure if she could handle the next part. What would she think of him?

"And?" Felicity waited patiently. She needed to hear the rest.

Oliver decided he was going to tell her and deal with the consequences. "When he pulled his gun, I drew my knife and sent it flying before he could shoot. It hit him in the eye, blinding him. I incapacitated him and then was able to get to my target."

Oliver looked down at the ground. In his head he knew that Felicity understood exactly what he did for a living but having to tell her about a kill was a lot harder than he thought it would be. He finally looked up at her hoping he would not see disgust in her eyes. She surprised him.

Felicity walked over and placed her hands on his face as he had done to her, making him look at her, "Thank you for sharing that Oliver. I know it was not easy." She kissed him softly. "And thank you for protecting me today."

"Felicity I want you to go into A.R.G.U.S., protective custody." Oliver felt her close off as she took a step back.

"We have had this discussion already Oliver and the answer is still no."

"Felicity, there are going to be more men coming. Your husband is going to move hell to find you."

Felicity knew he was right, but she was tired of putting her life on hold and hiding. She was tired of continuously looking over her shoulder and holing herself up in her apartment in fear.

"I hear what you are saying Oliver and I know it makes sense, but I just can't. I can't keep letting him control my life. Do you understand that?"

Oliver let out a breath. Of course, he understood what she was saying, but his first instinct was to keep her safe. "Then you need to be able to protect yourself. Do you know how to shoot a gun?"