Chapter Text
Present day
previously:
She shuts her eyes so she doesn’t have to see what happens next. The only thing she is aware of is the loud thud of his body hitting the ground.
‘’Congratulations Agent Smoak. Your debt is settled.’’
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Her cries have become so hysterical she almost doesn’t hear Listaury’s words. She did it. She killed Oliver and she had no idea how she would survive without him.
No longer able to face reality, she falls to the ground, face buried in her hands. How would she ever face herself again? Or Diggle for that matter.
She keeps telling herself she did it for Logan. For his wife and two daughters at home. But she can’t let go of the would have been. What she and Oliver would have been in the future, if this day hadn’t happened.
It’s the thought of the future she will never have that makes her look up to her supervisor.
‘’I did what you asked. Now let my brother go.’’
‘’Oh, how sweet. You really thought we would release him? That you two could reconnect after all of this was over? You’re still a naïve as when you got this job.’’
The words hit her like a slap in the face. No.. She shook her head furiously while scrambling towards Oliver. No.. it couldn’t be true. She begged to someone up there to have mercy on her, to not let Oliver’s dead be for nothing, but she got no answer.
Instead, she felt the cold steel of a revolver to her temple for the second time this night. She grabbed Olivers hand with both of hers and brought it to her chest. She realized now there was never any intention of letting her or her brother go. In a matter of time, they would all be death.
Maybe it was for the best. This way, they would still be together.
She looked down at their hands, feeling his calloused fingers for the last time.
A loud bang, and then there was nothing but silence and darkness.