Abducted

Chapter 14 - Tommy

Mixed POV

Everyone started to wake up a few hours after Oliver explained his last nightmare. The first to stir were Walter and Diggle.

"How are you feeling Walter?" Oliver asked, concerned for his step-father.

"I'm doing okay. The burns are still a bit sore but nothing too bad." Walter replied. Oliver was very happy that the burns were not still bothering him. He looked to the other side of the cell block as he heard a groan from Lance.

"Detective, are you alright?" Oliver asked the man.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not a Detective anymore?" Lance asked, trying to sound irritating but coming across as teasing. "My ribs are a bit sorer than they were when I got here, no thanks to Merlyn and I have a few new colorful bruises, but other than that I'm fine. How about yourself? You can be honest with us you know." Lance was trying to get Oliver to open up some.

"I'm fine Detective. A little sore like yourself, but nothing bad. I've been through worse before." Oliver stated nonchalantly. He wanted the men to know that he was okay and tolet them know that he could handle whatever Malcolm sent his way.

"Just in case you were wondering he always says he's fine. He really needs to redefine what fine is!" Felicity stated sleepily next to Oliver. He looked at her and laughed, knowing she was right and not wanting to admit it.

"What do you say Oliver? Has he left us alone for the whole night?" Diggle asked confused as to why they were all allowed to get a full night's sleep.

"It seems so." Oliver replied, equally as confused. So far Malcolm had come in just hours apart and this time it has been at least twice as long as usual. Oliver was a bit concerned as to what that would mean.

Just as Laurel and Moira started to wake up Oliver heard footsteps in the hallway. He gave Felicity's hand a small squeeze before standing to his feet slowly, still a bit sore from the gunshot wound.

Malcolm's POV

Malcolm threw open the door to the cell block with a loud bang to make sure that everyone was awake. He had left them alone for longer than before and wanted to make sure they were all ready for him to have some more fun. He had enjoyed watching the night before as Felicity had patched up Oliver. He allowed them precious few moments together and told his man, via the earpiece, to break them up as soon as Felicity was done. He didn't want them to get too comfortable together, not with what he had planned next.

Malcolm told his two men who came in with him to pull Laurel out of her cell and put her in the chair in the room. She came out kicking and screaming, protesting being pulled out of her cell. Once she was secured to the chair he then turned to Oliver.

"Why don't you come join us as well Oliver." Malcolm said with a grin on his face again. He motioned again to the men with him who roughly pulled Oliver out of his cell and strung him up in the middle of the room putting pressure on his shoulder again and stretching his injured side.

"Laurel, you started to date my son Tommy while Oliver was on Lian Yu, you stayed with him when Oliver got back." Malcolm stated as he paced in front of Oliver and Laurel. He slowly pulled out a knife with a long blade as he continued. "Yet, as soon as Oliver came to you and said he wanted you back you fell into bed with him, effectively breaking my son's heart." He walked around behind Laurel and leaned down into her ear, touching her arm with the tip of the knife. "I don't allow anyone to break my child's heart without being punished." He finished as he slid the knife down Laurel's arm giving her a cut from her shoulder to her elbow. It wasn't deep, it would heal just fine.

"Malcolm!" Oliver said menacingly.

Laurel's POV

Laurel couldn't help the scream of pain that came out when Malcolm slid the knife down her arm. It was a long cut, but didn't look like it was too deep. She had known as soon as Malcolm said Tommy's name why she was here. She had loved Tommy and knew that when she slept with Oliver it would upset him. She didn't realize just how much it had upset him until this moment. She didn't really see him much after that and besides, he had just broken up with her so she could do whatever she wanted right? It's not her fault that he hadn't actually wanted to break up with her.

"You had been warned to stay out of the Glades the night of the Undertaking and yet still you went. You are the reason that Tommy was in the Glades, you are the reason that he was at CNRI, and YOU are the reason he is dead." Malcolm snarled as he walked around in front of her again, holding the knife right in front of her. "You cut my son's heart in two when you went back to Oliver, now I'm going to do the same to you!"

"Malcolm, don't do this, leave my baby girl alone." Her Dad cried from next to her.

"She broke my son's heart, now it's time she knows how much it can hurt." Malcolm snarled as he started to inflict small cuts on her arms and torso.

Laurel cried out in pain as Malcolm gave her several small cuts. She was afraid that he was going kill her. She looked up to where Oliver was hanging near her and saw the look on his face. If looks could kill, Merlyn would be dead.

Oliver's POV

Oliver struggled against the chains as Malcolm was torturing Laurel. He knew the cuts he was inflicting on her were hurting due to the screams that she was letting out.

"Leave her alone Malcolm." Oliver growled. Laurel might not be his favorite person right now, but he also couldn't just sit and watch her being tortured.

"What would you like to do about it Oliver? You're strung up there incapable of doing anything and she's tied to a chair." Malcolm taunted Oliver.

"Just leave her alone!" Oliver demanded.

"Fine, you want me to leave her alone I will." Malcolm stated turning to Laurel. "Your knight in green leather has begged for your life yet again. He always swoops in to save the day, to rescue whoever is in trouble. Except he didn't save Tommy's life. He is the one that came to you and begged for you to go back to him. He is the one who convinced his mother to warn people in the Glades about the Undertaking and HE is the last one that was in CNRI when Tommy was trapped and did nothing about it. He is the reason that my son is dead." Reaching to his side Malcolm suddenly pulled a sword and turned to Oliver, drawing it down his torso leaving a deep gash.

It was all Oliver could do to hold back the scream of pain that was working its way up when Malcolm cut him. He closed his eyes for a second and tried to take a deep breath to regain control. As he looked up he could see Felicity at the front of her cell, worry clear on her face.

"Put her back in her cell and bring out Mr. Diggle." Malcolm stated as he turned back to Oliver. "If he so much as even thinks about fighting back I will thrust this into his heart. Am I clear?"

"Crystal." Oliver replied as he looked to Diggle. Digg gave him a small nod to indicate that he understood as well.

Malcolm's two men went to Diggle's cell and roughly pulled him to the center of the room where they bound his hands and then strung him up with a second set of chains right next to Oliver, making sure that he was barely touching the ground.

"Oliver, do you remember when you saved my life after Deadshot tried to kill me?" Malcolm asked as he stood in front of the two men with that evil grin of his. "The reason you had to do anything was not because I was shot but because the bullets were laced with something. Something that even Mr. Diggle here has had the pleasure of experiencing. Do you remember what that was?" Malcolm asked a he wiped down the sword with a cloth.

Oliver was becoming increasingly worried as he watched Malcolm. He knew what the man was talking about as he coated his sword with something, he could smell it. He looked to Diggle as they both answered Malcom's question at the same time.

"Curare!"