Misplaced Memory (An Arrow Fanfic) [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 14

Oliver walked aroud his living room. She wasn't ready, she couldn't be. And how on earth could Diggle think she would work for him, after everything that's happened. Sure, she can't remember but when your gut tells you a certain person who kidnaps your family and threatens you in your guestroom (just to show you they Always know where you are) you have to know that person is trouble. You can't lose that. Even after a memory wipe. He stopped as heard the front door open. The sound of clicking heels came closer and a female silloutte appeard in the shadows.

"Laurel," Oliver said "Thank you for coming,"

"Ollie, I'm Always here for you," She said walking into the room and hugging him "What's wrong?"

"John wants to tell her, everything. She can't handle that, not right now," Oliver said while sitting down "And then he tells me he thinks Felicity isn't the same person anymore and her loyalty Might not be with us," Laurel looked at him and smiled.

"Ollie, I wish I could tell you 'just make a wish and everything will go back to how it was' but I can't. John's right. She's not the same person, you of all people should know that," Oliver bites his lip as Laurel continues "Everything she had is gone. Everyone she had is gone. Right now they are all gone, probably locked up. She doesn't even know if they're still alive. So what if she isn't completely comitted to us, try to see everything from her place of perspective,"

"I know," He sighned "But that doens't mean she can just go around and betray us, us,"

"There is no us for her, Ollie. Just her and she has to do it all alone. Maybe if you'd try to comunicate with her she will know that were here for her but right now she's alone, and sometimes people do crazy or unthinkable stuff when they are,"

"Maybe, you're right" Oliver said standing up again "But we could Always just try this another way,"

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Felicity grabbed her purse and put all her stuff in it. She grabbed a note and a pen and wrote down a thank you note for Oliver and put it in her purse. She had officaly given up, she couldn't handle it anymore and most of all she couldn't handle not knowing. Why her? What made her so special that she was his target. Was it something she'd done in her past, something she couldn't remember? She walked out the room into the brighly lit hallway. The hospial was big so she had to follow the signs to find the exit. Outside she looked at the city. In the moonlight it actually looked peaceful but if you knew anything about this town you'd think differently. She'd looked it all up but she couldn't imagine living here. Always knowing that you could be in danger. Like this city was somehow attracted to it. She grabbed the note from her purse and started reading it again and again. She had a lot of question about his guy, Oliver, but she knew she'd never see him again. The weird customer who was actually involved with the Arrow. Still he had something familier, she didn't know what but somehow she felt 'right' with him. She walked towards the street and shouted:

"Taxi!" Felicity saw a bright yellow car stop at the sidewalk at the sound of her voice and ran towards it. She got in and closed the door behind her.

"Could you take me to the Queen mansion, please," She said to the taxi driver. He turned around and looked at Felicity from her head to her toes. It made her feel uncomfortable in so many ways.

"Lady, if you're smart you'll forget about him and find a better guy," He said turning to the road again.

"I just need to drop something off, so could you wait there until I come back?" She asked friendly, even though she felt a bit angry after the driver's biased judgement about her.