Afire Love

Chapter 5

As soon as he snapped out of his thoughts, Oliver realized something was wrong. Barry should have returned in seconds, as he promised, but then he could bet that more than five minutes passed since he was left alone.

Wondering what had happened that got the speedster delayed only made Oliver to think again about the danger he had just been through. What if Barry didn't take care of Slade how he should have and he was hurting someone else now? Or even killing, as Oliver well knew the psychopath was capable of. He had no idea where he was taken and that scared the hell out of him. He was not afraid for his life, but for others'. And most of all, Felicity's. He knew she was hurt and letting Barry run off with her was one of the hardest thing he ever did, even if he knew it was the most he could do. The thought that, after all, he wasn't remembering anything about the things he has been through in the last 8 years, gave him a weird feeling. He might have been through difficulties and dangers worse than he just experienced. But that didn't reassure him at all. On the contrary, it made everything worse.

Not bearing the wait anymore, he decided to walk in the same direction Barry ran with Felicity. Passing the warehouse he just came out of, and then taking a left turn, would bring him closer to the city and maybe to the place where the speedster said the others where.

But who were the others? A voice in his head asked and he remembered Barry mentioning Diggle, his bodyguard and his former best friend, as Felicity told him. Realizing that Slade mentioned him too, he once again wandered what was the deal with him and their relation. There were so many relationships that made no sense to him and so many questions that needed answered, he felt that his head was about to explode.

"Oliver!" a voice shouted in the distance. He looked around, searching for its owner, but he didn't see anyone in the night so he just guessed it was his head playing tricks on him. On second thought though, the voice did seem familiar.

Looking again, he barely saw two figures, far away in the shadows of another warehouse. They were running towards him and for some reason, he wasn't scared of them. When they got closer, he could see two women wearing masks, one of them having a hood over her head, the other's blonde hair falling over her back, both dressed in leather of different colors from head to toes.

What was the matter with all these people dressed in leather? A part of his brain asked, in an uncomfortable and out of place mood for jokes that he choose to ignore.

"Are you hurt?" the blonde asked him and her voice was once again too familiar for him to not recognize.

It took him 10 seconds of silence to make the connections. It should have come as a shock, something to make his flesh creep and his thoughts to wander, but he stayed still and looked calmly from one girl to another. He choose not to answer the question. It was, after all, useless, of course he was hurt.

Looking at the hooded girl, who stayed silent since they appeared, he expected to be angry, but he wasn't. Instead, he felt betrayal, and the sadness that overwhelmed him, together with it, made his heart sink.

"Oliver, if you are h-" the blonde started again.

"Why?" he asked startling her.

As it was expected, none of them answered, and that only made Oliver's heart to sink more.

"Everything became so much clear about everything now" he continued wanting to shout and yell at them, he wanted to hit things and let his anger burst out of him, instead of feeling like he was about to break down. But there was no anger, no energy to hit anything, just the tiredness and the fear for someone's else life.

"Barry is on his way to the hospital with Felicity and Diggle is taking Slade Wilson to a well guarded prison right now. I don't know how much you found out from that psychopath, but I promise you we are going to explain you everything. Just not now" the hooded girl said decisively.