The moment that she is gone, Slade is certain that she won't be back and he has finally gotten his wish that Olivia Queen would leave him alone and become someone else's problem. The moment she stepped through the door, she was walking to her death.
Something in his gut twists uncomfortably at the thought.
"Stupid, foolish little girl," he spits out, curling his fists in anger. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He is leaving this island, with or without her. He is not a sentimental man, but the thought of getting onto the plane alone makes his blood boil in anger at himself and at Olivia for putting them in this position.
Yet he respects her for it, her stupid, naive decision to save a man that is far from deserving of her concern. It reminds him of a time when he was a green boy, determined to save the world and everyone in it no matter the cost. She has no business at playing hero with what little training she has.
The only way that he will ever see her again will be down to pure dumb luck, and so far, the kid has pretty much used up her quota by managing to survive for so long.
She is naive, but she is also brave.
The girl has been a pain in his ass the minute she stepped into the fuselage. He should have killed her. He had so many reasons to. She had no skills, no training. She was nothing but a thorn in his side. With Fyers and his men crawling every inch of the island, it was only a matter of time until she got herself caught, and she would easily give away his location under Billy's talented hands.
But the moment she kneed him in the balls and pressed a sword to his neck, he was hooked.
She was a survivor, and that was something he could work with.
His eyes flick to the clock.
They had time.
"Fucking hell," Slade mutters, kicking out at the door in frustration because he knows what he's about to do, and any self respect that lingered has just flown out of the window.
Slade forces his body out of the door and runs down the stairs, each step thundering in his wake.
He was so close, so fucking close to leaving this hell hole.
Yao Fei be damned. The man was not his concern anymore, but Olivia, with her smart mouth and her trusting eyes, she was his to protect. He can't step onto that plane without her by his side, not when she was the first person in years to put her trust in him.
He remembers the look in her eyes as peered up at him in surprise when he saved her from the landmine yesterday, and her trusting eyes that stared over at him from across the fire hours later. He knows that he's doing the right thing, even though it goes against all of his instincts to leave her to her fate.
He can't leave her.
He picks up on her trail easily enough, and hopes that he isn't too late.
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Survive - Arrow Fanfiction
Fanfiction"Well, maybe there's a fighter inside of you after all, Olivia Queen." Meet Olivia Queen, stranded on an island with Slade Wilson. It's going to be delicious.
