SAVIN' ME (A Bratva AU)

Chapter 5

My dears!

I'm not super happy with this chapter. It feels awkward, or rushed, i don't know *sighs* I blame to all the times I had to put on hold my writing because of real life duties. I hope you like it better than I am, but I won't blame you if you don't.

I have good and bad news. Let's start with the bad. There won't be updates for at least a month. I'm participating in Camp NaNoWriMo in April, so I'll be concentrating all my attention and free time to it. But that brings the good news too. I'll be working on all my ongoing fics, which means that on May you can expect updates of all of them!!! Including this one :)

In meantime, enjoy this chapter. Happy reading!!

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CHAPTER 5

Oliver woke up in confusion, but it didn't last long. As soon as he heard Tommy's voice, he remembered everything. He was at the clinic, and the bastard had drugged him.

"Hey, Ollie. How are feeling?"

"Murderous. If I were you, I'd hide somewhere I can't find you before I can get up and kill you," even when the sedative had worn out almost entirely, Oliver still could feel some effect of it.

Tommy didn't even flinch at the threat, "Oh, c'mon, buddy. You know I did it for your own good. You'll heal faster if you rest."

"I don't have time for that, Tommy."

"Make time," the doctor cut in. "To prove my point, guess what? Your fever is down, your blood pressure went back to normal, and you no longer look like Casper."

"Casper?"

"Ghostly white."

Oliver glared at his so-called friend, and said nothing. Deep down, he knew the doctor was right. In fact, he was feeling much better than when he got to the clinic. Not that he was going to admit that, or he'd never hear the end of it. Tommy wouldn't let him.

"How much I've been out?"

"Almost two hours."

"Where's John?" Oliver asked, noticing the absence of his second-in-command. It was unusual for Diggle to leave him alone when he was vulnerable. It was true that Tommy was there and he wasn't exactly alone, but in the current circumstances, it was an understatement to say Oliver was in enemy territory. He thought Diggle wouldn't leave him for anything.

Groaning, Oliver straightened up into sitting position. He did it slowly, giving time to the world to right itself around him.

"Take it easy," Tommy said, giving his friend a hand to sit up. Then he removed the heart rate monitor Oliver had in his middle finger. "John went away, not long after you fell asleep--"

"You drugged me!" Oliver remarked tersely.

"Well, fine! He went out just right after I knocked you out. Anyway, I don't think he'll take much longer to come back."

"Did he said where he was going?"

"He went to see me," a third voice said.

Oliver and Tommy turned their heads to the door and watched Anatoli getting into the exam room, with Diggle and Pabiyan in tow. Tommy bowed his head greeting the pahkan, while Oliver attempted to get off the gurney, paying no heed to the pain or the lack of strength he had.

"Anatoli, I--"

The newcomer raised his hand to silence him, "Calm down, сын," getting closer to Oliver, he put his hand on the younger man's shoulder. The slight pressure Anatoli put on it was enough to urge Oliver to lean back on the bed. "By the expression on the good doctor's face, I think he's not happy with you trying to stand so soon."