Til the End Draws Near-- Part X
Oliver stared at Felicity, wishing he could go to her, release her wrists from bondage and comfort her. Her head was hanging, still shaking in pain, eyes bright, snot clumping and running, and tear stains on her cheeks. Despite all this, Oliver still found her so beautiful. Her beauty came from her strength, shining all around.
She may not be able to walk anymore, but that didn’t diminish her in his eyes. He still loved her with everything in him, still craved her presence. This nightmare was lessened because she was here with him, soothing his anxious fears.
“Felicity.” He called, caressing each syllable of her name. She raised her eyes to meet his. He furrowed his brow.
“I won’t ask if you’re okay, because it’s obvious that you’re not. How can I help you? What can I do?”
Felicity shook her head, without answers.
“Please. Anything. What do you need?”
“You.” Her voice rough as rocks, barely heard over the distance.
Oliver once again pulled at the chains. He had to get them out of here. It would be difficult, seeing as he had no plan, and no opportunity. Felicity would also be dead weight, but there was no way in hell he was leaving her behind. Dinah was here somewhere as well, hopefully in a condition to escape unaided.
“I’m right here, Felicity. I’m right here.”
“It hurts, Oliver. It hurts.” She sobbed, trembling.
“I know, baby, I know. Just look at me. Keep your eyes on me.”
Nodding was her response, gulping down deep breaths to steady her breathing.
He needed a lock pick, something to get them out of the shackles. He cast his eyes around looking for anything that might be useful.
He was wearing his leather pants, but all thigh quivers were absent. They’d taken his jacket and his thermal shirt, leaving his scarred chest bare. Felicity’s heels were missing, and her dress was torn in places, showing upper thigh in peeps.
“Do you have any bobbie pins?” He asked, hopefully.
NO. She mouthed, emphasizing that point with her head.
Then Oliver’s eyes landed on the device Susan had dropped. There would be wire in there, enough to pick the locks with any luck.