Author: Elisabeth / dragonydreams
Pairing: Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak
Summary: Felicity ends up on Lian Yu after escaping from the Triad.
Spoilers/Timeline: Pre-Series/Post-Season 3 Flashbacks
Word Count: 21,850 story / 1,024 this chapter
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Greg Berlanti, Marc Guggenheim, and Andrew Kreisberg.
Feedback: Yes please! It makes me happy and keeps me writing.
Thanks to angelskuuipo and apckrfan for beta'ing this and for all of the hand holding as I found myself rushing head first into a new fandom.
Author's Note 1: This story was inspired by watching Romancing the Stone.
Author's Note 2: This is my maiden voyage into the Arrow fandom, so please be kind.
Catch up on AO3.
Once the boat was a few hundred feet from shore, Felicity recognized it as the boat she'd gone out on with Chien Na Wei. She whispered this information in Oliver's ear, which he acknowledged with a nod.
Her heart felt like it was in her throat and she could barely hear anything above the rushing of blood in her ears. As panic started to rise, she closed her eyes and forced herself to take deep breaths.
When she opened her eyes again, Chien Na Wei and the two henchmen - she was now calling them Jasper and Horace in her head - were in a lifeboat coming towards shore.
A glance to her side showed Oliver standing ready, arrow nocked and focused on Chien Na Wei.
She looked down at the gun in her hands, safety now off, and prayed that she wouldn't have to use it.
Chien Na Wei stepped onto the sand first, gun down but in hand. She spoke in Chinese to the men. While Jasper pulled the raft all the way onto the shore, Horace ran farther down the beach, away from them, but towards the woods at the same time. Jasper did the same in the opposite direction once the raft was secure.
Oliver tracked the first man with his arrow and let loose before the trees blocked his target. Horace went down, an arrow in his chest.
"Come out, now," Chien Na Wei called out in English, "and we won't kill you."
Jasper cried out as he fell, downed by another of Oliver's arrows.
"You should have brought more men," Oliver called back.
Chien Na Wei stopped in her tracks when she heard him speak.
"I know that voice," she commented.
"You know the face, too," Oliver agreed, stepping into view.
"No, what are you doing?" Felicity whispered, trying to grab his leg before he moved away.
He ignored her, moving closer to Chien Na Wei.
"I see A.R.G.U.S. has no more use of you," she taunted.
Oliver shrugged. "It was a crappy job. How did you escape from them?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" she asked with a smirking grin. She dropped into a fighting stance and demanded, "Give me the girl."
"Over my dead body," Oliver replied.
"As you wish."
A shot rang out, which Oliver ducked. He smoothly launched an arrow, which was also ducked.
Chien Na Wei dropped the gun and charged Oliver. He kicked out, but she was too close and his foot barely grazed her hip. She landed a punch to his face before kicking his feet out from under him.
Oliver went down hard, but rolled as he landed; avoiding the foot she tried to kick him with, and pulling his knife as he rose to his feet.
Chien Na Wei also had a knife out by now and they traded slashes, neither succeeding until Oliver caught her forearm. She hissed, and renewed her attack.
Felicity watched, paralyzed. She held the gun up in front of her, but was too afraid to use it. The fight was too fast and she didn't want to hit Oliver by mistake.
Chien Na Wei got Oliver on his back, his knife having already fallen, and kneeled on his chest. She held her knife to his throat.
"Tell me where to find the girl or I'll slit your throat."
Before Oliver could respond, Felicity stepped out, her hands in the air.
"Please, don't hurt him," Felicity begged. "I'm right here."
She grinned up at Felicity. "You've been more trouble than you're worth. Give me the tablet."
"I don't have it," Felicity said, wincing.
"What?" the other woman growled, pressing the knife hard enough against Oliver that he began to bleed.
"When I jumped in the water, I lost it. It must have fallen out of my bag while I was unconscious. I lost everything in my bag," Felicity said.
"I don't believe you," Chien Na Wei said.
Felicity slowly moved to lift the strap of her bag over her head and tossed it to the white-haired woman.
"See for yourself," Felicity offered, winking at Oliver.
She caught the bag with one hand and placed it on Oliver's chest. Once she was distracted, Felicity grabbed the gun from the back of her pants, swung it around and fired.
She missed, but the sound of the shot was enough to startle the other woman, giving Oliver the opportunity to twist out from under her. He punched Chien Na Wei hard, knocking her out. He kicked the knife out of her hand as he stood and ran to Felicity.
"That was incredible," he said, cupping her face with his hands. He kissed her, unable to stop himself.
"I was so scared," Felicity said when they parted. "I knew I had to do something, and then I remembered that I had taken everything out of my bag that was mine back at the camp so even if she had gone through it all she wouldn't have found what she was looking for."
"Felicity, you're remarkable," Oliver said, grinning.
"Thank you for remarking on it." She grinned back. Looking out at the beach, she asked, "Are they all dead?"
"She's not," Oliver said. "Not sure about the others yet."
He pulled some zip ties from one of the many pockets on his cargo pants and cautiously approached Chien Na Wei. Luckily she was still out cold. He was able to maneuver her so that he could tie her arms behind her back and then tied her feet together.
"You wait here while I check on the other two," Oliver suggested.
"Sounds good to me," Felicity agreed. She picked up her bag, replaced the book that had been tossed aside, and slung it over her body.
She watched as Oliver tied up Jasper, which meant that he was still alive. Horace wasn't so lucky.
When Oliver came back to her, she asked, "Does this mean it's over?"
Oliver had tears in his eyes when he said, "It's over. It's really over. We're going home." He looked out at the boat.
"You're going home," Felicity squealed, jumping into his arms.