Season 3: Rebuilding

3x03: Jailbird

Synopsis: When Helena Bertinelli (Huntress) breaks out of prison, she has a new target in mind. While Oliver searches for a way to apprehend Helena without anyone getting killed, Helena finds an unexpected ally to help her cause.

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3x03: Jailbird

"Hey, Felicity!"

"Dig!" the blonde woman glanced back over her shoulder to see her friend calmly jogging down the steps to the foundry. It took her quite by surprise since it was in the middle of the afternoon and she'd been positive to have their home away from home to herself for another couple of hours. It didn't exactly lessen her confusion to see John present today of all days. "…I thought you and Lyla would have hit the road by now. Anything wrong?"

Clad in casual jeans, a black tee and his usual leather jacket, the man looked the epitome of 'at ease' as he walked towards her seated frame. "Nah, just came to say goodbye before we go."

"… Hormones?"

Diggle exhaled and inclined his head slowly. "Just needed a short breather before I go on a six hour car ride with her. I love the woman to death... but I just needed a little break, you know?"

"I'm glad you did, because I have something for you," Felicity declared and turned towards her purse that lay discarded by her chair. She dug through its contents and whipped out a small tube that she handed over to her friend with a casual shrug. "Well, for Lyla."

"What is it?" Dig eyed the item cautiously.

"A special antacid solution to help with her heartburn. I… did a quick search on it," she smoothed an invisible wrinkle in her short, floral dress and ducked her eyes briefly. She didn't want him to see the truth written in her eyes of hours spent looking for a way to help her friends. John had told her about his ex-wife's problems a few days earlier, but also assured her it wasn't too bad. Still, Felicity's concern for those she loved had spurned her to take action. Remembering the search result, her gaze flew up to him once more as she asked, "Hey, Dig? Have you considered raising the head of your bed by roughly 6 inches?"

John smiled down at his young friend and his dark eyes shone with brotherly affection. "Thank you, Felicity. I'm sure she'll be very grateful."

The blonde let her mask slip, knowing he'd already seen through it, and smiled sheepishly up at him. "How you doing with everything?"

"I got to admit…" the big man started as he leaned back against her steel desk. His eyes clouded over with thought momentarily as he voiced what hid within his heart, "It gets more daunting the closer you get to due date. I thought it'd be easier by now, but…"

"It's a huge change, John…" the woman spoke in a softer voice that still carried strong with conviction. "I'm kind of glad you're nervous. Means you're excited and want to do it right. Trust me; wanting to do right is half a win already."

Diggle sighed and some of his tension seemed to evaporate into thin air as he snorted good-humoredly, "Since when are you so good at mentoring, Felicity?"

The blonde beamed up at the man. "Since I met you."

Diggle gently exhaled. "You never told me how your little trip to Central City went?"

"It was good. It was really nice seeing Barry again. You know, not in a coma. Kind of weird seeing him as The Flash, though. I have to get used to that," Felicity grimaced. "We're just friends. Obviously. What with me dating Richard and Barry being head over heels for his best friend - though she has no idea. Iris is wonderful, though. Barry lights up when he's around her... It's complicated."