The Foundry was shaking all around her. Granted the active device was on the other side of the Glades she still watches cracks form across the walls. She muted her device so that if she does scream the guys won't hear it, they need to focus on the task at hand and not on her. She sees water drops on the desk and then feels the tears she didn't know she was shedding, its then she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

It seems unfair that there is now a chance she is going to die underground when she fought so hard and went through so many things to make sure that didn't happen the last time she was in serious danger. She shakes her head, if she is about to die she doesn't want that to be her last thought. Her mind shifts to Oliver Queen and John Diggle, the two men in the world that took her completely by surprise and would never expected. She thinks of all the awful lies that Oliver tried to lay on her and his eyes that made her over look all of them and help him anyways. She remembers the first time she met Diggle, Oliver was looking for someone and she made a comment about there was no Facebook on the island and Diggle responses with, "Nope. Not even a Myspace account. It was a very dark time." Her friendship with Diggle always came so easy. Her mind then wanders toward all the time she would watch Oliver train and abuse his body and all the thoughts (pure and dirty) she had about him. Her mind rushes her to all the awkward babbling she ever did with Oliver in front of her. She still feels the wet tracks of her tears, but she can't help but smile at the embarrassment that she felt and the blush she knew was in her cheeks.

It's then she hears a banging on the heavy door that comes from outside. She loses her small smile and runs behind Oliver's work bench with a couple arrows on it and grabs one. She doesn't know what's about to happen or who is about to come through that door, but she has been through enough in her life that she isn't going without a fight. She stays quite slouching behind the work bench when she hears, "Felicity" in a broken voice that she still knows to be Oliver.

She puts down the arrow and runs to the door to help get it open. When it finally gets open she sees a wounded Oliver and an unconscious Diggle tucked under his arm. She holds the door as Oliver staggers in placing Diggle in her computer chair and then he sits on the floor. She can see the pain in Oliver's face, not just the physical, but the emotional too. She takes the moment that she is looking away from him to wipe her tears; it's her turn to be strong for them.

She grabs the medical supplies and heads to Oliver first, as she sets it all down she looks to his face and he shakes his head at her and looks to John. She sets to work on him to stop the bleeding and get him to take solid breaths. When John's heart rate gets down to what Google said is normal along with solid breathing she moves to Oliver.

He is staring straight ahead and the look in his eyes says he's a million miles away. She unzips his jacket and pulls it from his body. She takes care not to move around too much, so she treats him as she would a small child. As she works on his wounds he doesn't say a thing. If it wasn't for the heart beat she feels under her hands and the occasional blink she would think that he was no longer alive. When she finishes up she looks to his face and he is still mentally checked out. She wants to ask what happened but she can't find the words.

She stares at his face for a while longer trying to figure out a way to reach him, to bring him back to the room and floor he is sitting on. Tears start to work their way down his face and its then she places her hand on his face. "Oliver, can you hear me?" and he doesn't so much as even look at her. Her hands are resting on his cheeks and she uses her thumbs to wipe away his tears. She takes her right thumb and rubs it along his bottom lip and still nothing.

She just stares at him patently waiting for him to acknowledge her. He usually stays away from physical contact with her that best he can any physical contact that they do have only ever lasted a couple seconds at most, so she figured that having a hand on his face could maybe bring him back on some level.

The room is quite for what feels like hours and she just continues to catch the tears that he drops, and then the silence is broken with his voice, "Tommy-". She can see the actual strength that he is using to just say that and the fight that Oliver is having mentally just to finish the sentence. He doesn't have to; she can see the rest of it on his face and in his perfect blue eyes. As soon as she reads it from his face she carefully wraps her arms around him and he starts to sob and at that moment nothing else matters to her except that John is alive and Oliver is completely broken.