It's been a little while since I wrote a chapter Olicity fic so boom let's do this. With the season almost being over we may all need some fuel for the hiatus. I hope you guys enjoy this story and I will try to upload either every week or bi-weekly. I love everyone who reads this story and appreciate any reviews/opinions provided. Thanks again for reading and hope you enjoy!

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You know the old cliché "your whole life flashes right before your eyes when you are about to die?" Well to be honest, as I lay here bleeding out only the events that have led to this very moment seem to come rushing back. Several what ifs and maybes play out as different scenarios in my head as I wait for my end to come. I know I am not going to be rescued. No one has any idea that I am here. The only light I see at the end of my tunnel is the white, hot burning pain coming from my slit wrists. My captor wanted my death to be slow and painful and boy o boy was he getting his wish.

I heard footsteps in the darkness and the sound of a heavily rusted door opening followed. The footsteps came closer and closer to where I was lying until a blinding light was turned on illuminating the darkness. A spine chilling chuckle sounded from the man as he took his bloodied hand and slowly traced it down my neck. He ran his hand over my clavicle and back up my neck. My screams only seemed to make him explore more. Finding my blonde hair, he played with it for a minute.

He leaned down placing his mouth right beside my ear and whispered, "Your hair is too long." As soon as he spoke the last word I felt a harsh tug on my hair. My scalp was screaming in pain as he continued to pull on my hair. My pleas for him to stop were met by him pulling tighter. I saw him reach into his pocket and pull out his bloody knife. He placed it underneath my hair and in one swift motion the pressure on my hair was lessened. I looked over and in his hands were several inches of my hair. He raised the hair up to his nose and inhaled deeply. "Peaches," he whispered as a sickening grin spread across his face. I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I stared at the horribly twisted man.

"Please… let me go. I'll give you anything you want. I have tons of money. Just please…" I choked out shaking in fear. His smile instantly turned into a frown. His eyebrows furrowed and anger spread across his face. He bent down and placed the knife on my cheek.

"You want to leave me?" He shouted pressing the knife hardly against my skin. Blood trickled down my chin and landed on my chest. My vision became blurry and I lost consciousness.

24 hours earlier

"Hey Felicity, how was work?" Oliver asked as I entered the bunker. I walked up the stairs over to my chair and sat down at my computer.

"Can't complain I guess. Just the normal 'meet this deadline or you're in big trouble' type of day. What about you?" I answered. I felt him walk over behind me and place his hands on my shoulders.

"It was good. I leaned a new recipe I have to try out sometime," he answered proudly.

"Wow, that is something I swear I will never get used to hearing you say. I would never in my whole entire life thought that you could cook let alone actually like it," I said shaking my head.

"Well someone has to wear the apron in this household." Oliver retorted earning a well-deserved slap on the arm from me.

"Hey, I'll have you know that this morning I made toast without burning it," I said defending myself.

"I thought I missed the smell of something burring when I woke up this morning. The end of the world must be nigh," Oliver quipped earning a death stare from me. A ding from the elevator saved him from getting another smack.

"Saved by the bell," he gratefully whispered in my ear. I raised my eyebrow and gave him a 'this is far from over' look.

"Hey Oliver, Felicity," Diggle greeted as he and Thea walked into the bunker.

"Hey Dig, Thea. Where's Laurel?" Oliver asked noticing her absence.

"Her and her father decided to take the weekend off and take a trip. So it will just be the four of us," Thea answered. "Any news on Dahrk or his ghosts?"

"No but we do have another important man we need to be tracking down immediately," Oliver answered. "Felicity please pull up the file on Hector Key." I quickly pulled up the police data base and typed in the name Oliver had said. A lengthy police file appeared on my screen.

"Let's see, Hector Key was sentenced to Iron Heights seven years ago after kidnapping and murdering twenty-one women. He escaped yesterday after an uprising in the rec room distracted the guards," I read with the team listening behind me.

"Well doesn't he sound delightful," Thea said sarcastically with her arms crossed.

"Oh yeah, a real standup guy. The sooner we get him off the streets the better," Diggle agreed.

"Felicity, can you…"

"Run a facial scan city wide? Oh yeah already on it," I said finishing his sentence. A gentle squeeze on the shoulder let me know I had interpreted his request correctly. A few moments passed by before I found something.

"Hey I think I got something. It isn't that much to go on but it's better than nothing. Facial recognition picked up a seventy percent match on Lawrence street. It shows him entering the recently closed down hardware store at seven thirty," I said displaying the information where everyone could see it.

"Alright everyone suit up. We leave here In ten minutes," Oliver instructed. Diggle and Thea quickly headed for their uniforms. Oliver bent down and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Be safe out there," I insisted. I saw a grin appear on his face.

"I will, I love you," He said leaning in for another quick kiss this time on the lips.

"I love you too."

…

After searching for over an hour, the team could find no sign that Hector had even been there. With no other prominent leads Oliver decided to call it a night and decided that we would try again tomorrow. Thea volunteered to patrol the city and promised she would contact any of us if she caught any sign of him.

After dismissing the team, Oliver walked me out to my car. I asked him if he wanted to hitch a ride back to the loft with me, but he told me he had to do something quick and would be there in about twenty minutes. He gave me a sweet goodbye kiss and after lingering in my eyes for a second he gave my hand a gentle squeeze then headed back to the bunker.

As soon as I walked through the door of the loft I was exhausted. I was hungry and desperately wanted to collapse on the couch. As I walked up the stairs to our bedroom, I pulled out my phone and dialed the number for Oliver and mine's favorite take-out restaurant. I placed an order for our favorite meal. After the order was placed, I threw the phone on the bed and slipped into my favorite pair of pajama pants and a pink tank top. Oliver always made fun of this pair of pajama pants because they had adorable little penguins on them. Be that as it may, I have never owned another pair of pajama that were as soft and comfy as these.

I headed back stairs and collapsed on the couch. Looking over at the coffee table I saw the television remote and Oliver's list sitting next to each other. After knowing Oliver for almost four years and spending the last six months with him, I found out pretty quick that him and pop culture were sworn enemies. He did surprise me though when he told me he read the Harry Potter books but never saw the movies. We had put a decent sized dent in the list but it always seemed like we were adding more. I grabbed the list and looked at it. The next movie on the list was Zoolander. That movie had been added a few weeks ago after I made a joke about it and he had no idea what I was talking about.

I heard the door open and Oliver walked in carrying a bouquet of roses. My heart fluttered and a big smile crept along my face. I rose up off the couch and met him by the counter.

"What are these for?" I asked as he handed the gorgeous dark red roses to me.

"I just wanted to get you something nice. I haven't gotten you anything in a while," he said meeting my eyes.

"Oliver you know you don't have to buy me anything to make me happy. You don't have to buy my love," I said truthfully.

"I know I just feel like you deserve it after all I put you through," Oliver said.

"Oliver," I said placing the roses on the counter and grabbing his hands, "everything that We have gone through together has been worth it. Being with you makes me happy. So don't you think for one second that being with you is a burden on me. I love you," I said as I brushed my thumb over the back of his fingers.

"I love you too Felicity," he said pulling me in for a gentle kiss. I felt a smile form on his lips and he let out a soft chuckle.

"What? What's so funny?" I asked curiously raising an eyebrow.

"You just gave me a lecture for buying you flowers," Oliver joked earning a wide grin from me.

"Well I ordered take-out for the both of us so you have a chance to lecture me about that," I replied as he did the eyebrow raise that I loved so much.

"Here's your lecture; good idea because I am starving," he said giving me a kiss on the forehead.

"If you wanted to, I was thinking we could cross off another movie off your list tonight if you aren't too tired," I suggested.

"Sure, what movie is on the agenda tonight?" He asked curiously.

"Zoolander. That's the one with Owen Wilson and Ben Stiller," I answered earing a nod from him.

Giving his hand a quick squeeze, I walked into the kitchen area to find a vase for the flowers. Not finding any vases on the top cabinets, I bent down to the lower ones. A sharp pain erupted in my back and I fell to the floor. Oliver of course was over there in a heartbeat.

"Felicity what happened? Are you alright?" He asked as his hand landed on my upper back.

"Yeah, my back is just really sore for some reason and it took me by surprise. It's no big deal," I said not wanting him to get worried. But of course, he got worried. He gently lifted me up off the floor and carried me bridal style to the couch. He instructed me to turn over on my belly.

"Oliver what are you doing? I told you I was fine," I insisted as I rolled over on my back to make him happy.

"Yeah fine maybe for a sailor. Felicity your back is full of knots. Hold still for a moment and let me get them out," He said running his fingers down my back.

"Oliver, no offense to you but the last time I got a massage from someone who told me I had a lot of knots in my back I couldn't walk straight for a week," I said refusing his kind offer.

"Felicity, trust me. I may have learned a thing or two when I was on Lian Yu. Just relax," he said reassuringly.

"Okay fine but I don't see how whatever you are about to do will be any different then and oh my gosh that feels amazing," I moaned as Oliver began using his magic fingers to work out the knots in my back. "Forget being a vigilante. You should be a masseuse."

"I told you it would feel good," he chuckled enjoying my reaction. Just then then a knock on the door ruined my feeling of utter bliss.

"Crap, take-out is here. I never thought I would say that in a sad tone of voice," I said glumly. Oliver rose off the couch and went and answered the door. He paid for the food and then brought it in the living room for me.

"Sorry your massage was cut short, but here is dinner," he said as I sat up on the couch and he sat down beside me. He handed me my food and I turned on the television and pulled up the movie. I didn't realize how tired I was because one minute I watching Ben Stiller be really, really ridiculously good looking and the next I'm being set down in a bed. I feel myself be tucked in and a kiss be placed on my forehead. A second later the side of the bed besides me dips down and I feel Oliver climb into bed beside me. He turns on his side and wraps his arms around me pulling me against his body. I fell back asleep in no time after that.

….

4 Hours Earlier

As always the workday had been a slow one, but thankfully it was the last day this week. Pulling my keys out of my purse I click the button to unlock my car. The parking garage is giving me the creeps and I blame it on all the movies and shows I have watched where the person gets snatched in the parking garage.

Taking a quick look around I slid into my car and take off. I decide to stop by Big Belly Burger and bring the team something to snack on before getting back out there to find Hector. I run inside and get a whole bunch of food to go. I have my hands full on the way out to my car so I have to set some items on my hood. I dig through my pockets to find my key. Before I can even react I feel an arm wrap around my body and a wet rag is place over my mouth and nose. I feel my eyes get heavier and heavier until my vision fades to black.