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When Felicity was released from the hospital, both of them were very quite. Felicity leg was in a cast, but all the burns were pretty much healed. (Super sorry if this is super like not possible)
"Felicity," Oliver said when they got to their apartment. She looked at him and smiled a little. Her eyes were red from crying. The baby, the pain, it was all way to much for her to handle.
"Diggles working on finding this Identity. We can only pray that he finds him. But for now, you need rest." Oliver said softly.
Felicity looked at him again, but this time had tears spilling out again. "She was our baby girl!!" She seeped into his shoulder. "She was suppose to grow up and have a life!! She wasn't suppose to die Oliver!!! She wasn't supposed to die!!! I was suppose to watch her walk for the first time, and I was suppose to see her first tooth fall out. But Oliver, she's dead!!!" Felicity couldn't stop crying. "I was suppose to see her first crush, and pick out her prom dress. Be there when she walked down the isle!!!!!! Our baby girl is DEAD!!!!!!"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh," he said trying to comfort her. He was starting to tear up as well. "It's okay, everything is going to be just fine," he said softly into her ear. He took her to their bedroom, and put her to bed. She had enough for today.
As soon as Felicity was asleep, Oliver went straight to the phone. But just as he was about to pick it up, it rang. He looked at the number and it had only 3 numbers,
666. "Hello," Oliver said into the phone.
"Hello Oliver," a strange thick British accident said back. "I think I'm the one that killed your daughter and blew up your wife. Now, if you want to kill me, then meet me at 221 Baker St. When you get there, there will be 2 men waiting for you. They are armed. Do not engage. They are to escort you. Then, in that place, you can take your revenge. Are we good?" The man asked. Wickedly.
"Yeah," Oliver said. "We're good." He took out the pistol that his dad had killed himself with. He was going to kill the man that murdered his child. His little baby girl.
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