It has been two months since they left Starling City and everything in it. The
danger and the threats were now gone with Ra’s death and the League having
Malcolm Merlyn as the new leader. At least for now. Felicity wasn’t completely
sure what the mass murderer psychopath was planning for their upcoming future,
but at this time her mind was filled with happier thoughts.
When they left, Oliver
kept the destination secret, leaving her in the dark about the true purpose of
that unexpected trip to nowhere. She knew there had to be more than just an
adventure for two where Oliver would eventually find out who he really was, now
that the Arrow was dead. Actually, not quite dead. He faked his death. I mean
they faked his death. And it wasn’t even the Arrow’s death. It was Arsenal’s.
Who was alive. Because they faked it. Oh
god, Felicity thought, I can even
babble in my mind. I really have to stop doing that, she continued scolding
But as it turned out, they finally arrived in Coast City and she could have bet
at that time that they were about to meet with an old friend of Oliver’s and
then get themselves into a very ugly problem. As always.
Instead, the only person they met in the next couple of weeks was the
receptionist of the five stars Diamond Coast Hotel and the only thing they got
themselves into was an enormous hotel room. Which Felicity hadn’t had time to
even give it a better look before Oliver lifted her up seconds after entering
it. Not that she was complaining. His hands were then on her waist, not to keep
her up- her legs wrapped around his middle and her arms around his neck where
enough for that. They were there because he wanted them to be, and God, she
wanted them even more. He was holding her just as he did that night in Nanda
Parbat. But instead of passionately kissing her, he held her gaze as he walked
towards the bed. His eyes held every emotion he kept himself from showing in
the last year.
They shared that one
night in the league’s chamber but this, this was different. There was no rush
nor danger obliging them to get most of the night. And in her mind there was no
plan of how she could get Oliver drugged and everybody out safe and alive. No,
all she could think about was the emotions in his beautiful blue eyes. Love,
astonishment and most of all, desire were flouting out with such intensity, she
felt her heart growing and blustering to get out of her chest.
As he reached the bed and sat both of them down on it, with her on his lap, his
hands moved from her waist to her arms and then slowly started taking her white
jacket off. She stayed still till he finished and then she did the same with
his leather jacket. Her glasses were next. This time she was the one throwing
them away because his hands were too busy lifting her green shirt. She wanted
to get rid of his too but as soon as she saw the look on his face when she was
left just with her bra, she stopped. It wasn’t the first time he saw her like
that but the look he had made her cheeks get red. She was about to say
something to ease herself of the tension but then his lips were all over hers
and his hands cupped her face and she forgot everything that was on her mind
It was the first time they kissed since she left him in Nanda Parbat and she
wasn’t exactly sure how she succeeded to survive all those weeks with just the
memory of it. It felt as if she was able to breathe fresh air again after
drowning for a very long time. And she realized he felt the same because all
the tension in his arms eased and he broke the kiss to let out a breath of
relief. She opened her eyes and locked them on his trying with all her being to
tell him everything she had to tell and was afraid of saying out loud because
of her babbling and no-filter brain.
But then she realized she couldn’t tell him with her eyes that she really
needed to take a shower before continuing what they were about to continue.
They’ve been on an 8 hour drive and she forgot to wear deodorant.
Of all the things, she forgot the deodorant.
Couldn’t she have forgotten anything else. The deodorant had to be the one? And
oh my god, she’s been naked on his lap for some time. And she must’ve been
“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked, sensing
her mood change, a frown appearing between his eyebrows.
"I forgot to wear deodorant and we’ve been
on an 8 hour drive and I forgot to wear deodorant” she explained trying to
get off of his lap.
“Felicity…” he said holding her in
place, a smile appearing on his face.
“I have to take a shower.”
“No, you don’t."
"Yes, I do. I probably stink. More than
probably actually” she continued and tried once again to get away from
“Fe-li-ci-ty” he said bringing her
even closer to him till their chests were touching.“You smell good.
Amazing even” he started calming her which was not helping.“Stop
worrying” and with that he leaned closer and started kissing her neck.
Okay, she thought, this helps. A lot actually.
But then his hands moved to remove his own shirt
revealing his perfectly worked out body. How could she still lose her senses
after seeing him shirtless multiple times already? Shirtless all the time.
She raised her hand and touched lightly where
the bratva star tattoo was. He left a growl escape his throat and then she
raised her eyes to his only to be taken aback once more when he stood up,
holding her still and then letting her down on her back on the bed with him
The floor kept on filling with their clothes
until there was nothing left other than skin covered in sheets and hands
finding their right places.
The passion that followed kept them awake till
the sun decided to set and they finally came to the agreement that rest was
needed for the both of them.
And then sleep came with his arms holding her
close as her head rested on his chest. It was the most perfect thing in the
world and she believed she could stay like that forever. Next to him. That was
the way she wanted to stay for the rest of her life. Next to the man she loved.
“I love you” he whispered then in her
hair, mirroring her thoughts. It was a barely heard sound, his voice hushed off
by the tiredness.
Her heart shipped a beat. It was so simple and
true her vision became blurry, tears threatening to come out. It was just the
fact that they could now say that out of nowhere without any reason at all. It
“I love you too” she responded turning
her head to see his face. He was asleep and all his features looked peaceful.
She smiled and then returned to her initial position letting sleep take over
The next morning came and she woke up feeling
rays of sunshine warming her back. During night they both changed positions and
ended up on their sides facing each other. He was still sleeping with one arm
around her pillow and the other on her waist.
I can get
used to this, she thought smiling to
herself while touching his cheek. She expected him to open his eyes in an alert
and * way but instead he just smiled.
“Morning” he said opening his eyes to
look at her.
I so can
get used to this, she thought again.
“Me too” he told her and she realised
she said that out loud. But it didn’t bother her. That was a thing worth saying
and he deserved to hear it. Especially after last night.
“How was your sleep?” she asked him.
“Dreamless” he answered simply but she
knew he wanted to say more so she waiting for him to continue. “The first
time in ages that I really got to sleep the whole night. No nightmares or
dreams to wake me up in the middle of the night.”
She smiled and stood up bringing the sheets to
“Thank you” he then said.
“For being here with me, for believing in
me, loving me, saving me, for everything” he said in a breath and she
looked at him having no idea what to say in response. ‘You’re welcome’ didn’t
sound like the best reply. So she just smiled and lowered her head to kiss him.
And she did got used to that. In the next few
weeks, they just slept, made love and when especially necessary, ordered room
service because going out to eat every time they were hungry meant they had to
wear clothes and it was so much better not to.
After a while they changed the hotel and decided
it was time to see the city. So they found time in their schedule to go to a
fancy restaurant or see a movie. They did things normal couples would do.
Things she never thought she’ll have the chance to do with him and she enjoyed
every moment of them.
And then one morning she woke up to one of the
worst nausea she’s ever had. Good thing the bathroom was closer to her side of
the bed. She blamed the Thai food they had last night, which she was completely
sure had peanuts in it. She hated peanuts at that moment more than ever.
But the same thing happened again the next morning,
and the morning after that and in short time she realized something was wrong.
Her period was late, but it wasn’t like the first time that happened. And she
was taking her pill every day since they left. Or did she forget one day to
take it? Could this happen? She kept
It hadn’t taken Oliver much till he realized
something was wrong. And Felicity had to use a lot of conviction and
reassurances that it was just the flu so he would not drag her to the nearest
hospital to find out what was wrong with her.
And after that she waited. Maybe it truly was
the flu and him not taking it meant one of two things. One, he was immune to it
as well. Two, it was not the flu.
But now she knew that even if Oliver was immune
to the Alfa and Omega Bio weapon, he wasn’t to the flu. At least not to the flu
she had. Or at least not for another eight months.
Felicity found out yesterday. They just left
Coast City and at the first gas station he stopped she told him she needed to
buy some snacks for the road. But instead she brought a pregnancy test and in
the next 15 minutes she knew.
If Oliver sensed something wrong with her mood,
he didn’t say and she was grateful. She needed some time to process it before
telling him. And she didn’t even know how to tell him. How will he react? Will
he be happy about it? Was she happy about it? She wasn’t sure of any of those
things. Not even now when she was about to tell him.
There were near Los Angeles now. The sun just
rose and their car was the only one on the highway. Oliver stopped on the hard
shoulder near the ocean with the excuse of stretching themselves. After all, he
said, they’ve been driving all night. Or at least he did, she slept most of the
The sunrise was incredibly beautiful. It held
the begging of a new day and the promise of a wonderful weather. And she hoped
to enjoy it even if she had no idea what was going to happen.
“Oliver-” she started turning from the
sun to face him, but he was already there, in front of her. For a moment there
she lost her words. How had she again planned to tell him? “I… I have
something to… to confess” she continued babbling in a way she rarely
did. Usually the words would come out in a storm, never letting space for
someone else to comment. But now she couldn’t find them, or at least use them
correctly and fluently.
“I know” he said simply and when she
raised her eyes to see the smile and happiness written all over his face.
“What?” she couldn’t believe her ears.
How did he know? How was that possible? “How?” was all she felt able
“You really believe I didn’t notice your
morning sickness for the last 3 weeks, or the fact that you are craving mint
chips all the time and you feel tired more easily."
It was all an affirmation, not a question. She
felt her stomach drop. He knew. All this time. He knew.
"Why didn’t you say a thing? I’ve been
melting my brain here since I found out. And it was yesterday. How could you
not tell me a thing???” She asked in disbelieve.
“I waited for you to tell me. And you didn’t
seem ready at all. You still don’t” he said bringing his arms around her.
“But you knew…”
"Yes. And I
thought you wanted to wait more to tell me. Actually I was relying on that. I
didn’t want to ask it with you thinking the reason was this" he said and
looked down at her belly. “Which is not. I wanted to do this for a long
time now but I just couldn’t find the right moment or place or the right way to
“Oliver, what are you doing?” Felicity asked but she knew the answer
already. Her eyes grew bigger at the realisation that this was actually
Oliver didn’t answer at first. He didn’t answer at all. He took a step back and
with his hand he brought a little black box from the back poket of his
jeans. He fell to one knee taking one of her hands in his free one. She just
couldn’t believe what was happening. He looked so happy and confident of what
he was about to do, it melted her heart. Her legs were spaghetti and her brain
was trying to process everything on turbo speed to keep up. Everything was
getting her so dizzy.
“Felicity Megan Smoak, will you marry me and make me the happiest
man on earth?”
And as he asked he opened up the box to reveal a beautiful silver ring in shape
of an arrow pointing a stone. A diamond. A green diamond.
She raised her other hand to her mouth to stop the sob that threatened to
escape. She never thought this will happen. Yes, they were a couple and yes,
they loved each other with all their beings, but this, marriage, was a whole
new territory and it was as frightening as thrilling. But she did want to spend
all her days with him, to be always by his side, to be his anchor and he hers,
to be the person he confessed everything to. The person that would make him
happy for all of their mortal eternity. She wanted all of those things and so
A shade of worry passed his face and she realised she only said that in her
head. Stupid brain, why was it doing everything exactly the opposite way? She
took her hand away from her mouth and as tears began to form in her eyes, she
A barely heard sound which he understood anyway because in a moment he took the
ring from the box and placed it on her left hand, and in the next he was back
on his feet kissing her as if there was nothing else he would better do on the
entire planet. And maybe there wasn’t. She wrapped her arms around his neck as
he held her tighter to his chest. This was what she wanted because this was
“So I guess now this means we are heading to Vegas?” he asked on her
“Yes, but not for what you think. I’m not wedding you in Vegas. Thea would
kill us both. And Dig is already mad at you, you don’t want him even
madder” she said and he laughed sourly.
“You’re right. But the fact that we’re bringing Sara a future playmate, I
think will sweeten his heart a little bit.”
“Maybe” she said imagining little Sara playing with their child. She
laughed to herself. “Till then, we still have to go to Vegas. My mother
will be so delighted to hear the news. I think she’s been waiting for this
since she first saw you.”
“Your mother waited for this since last year?” he asked astonishment
and amusement all over his face.
“Yeah, she said something about me lighting up like a Christmas tree when
you walk in the room” she said watching how his eyes grew smaller and the
love filling them. “Too bad she wasn’t around you when I entered the room.
I am curious what analogy she would use then, but I think I’ve already got a
pretty good idea” she finished climbing on her toes to kiss him. And it
was perfect. Everything was perfect.
When they finally decided it was time to hit the road, Felicity walked to the
car feeling dizzy and happy. She thought if there was a heaven, this would be
Then everything went to hell.
A car appear from the around the corner coming right towards her with
frightening speed. She didn’t see it. But he did. From that moment, everything
happened in a heartbeat. He run and pushed her out of the speeding car’s way
giving her time only to turn and see his face before the car hit him.
And everything went
So this is my first fanfic and I really hope you liked it. Feel free to comment and give me advices referring to anything you find wrong, but please don’t be harsh (◕‿◕✿). I know it was cheesy at the beginning but I promise you, the action is on its way, as you can see from the final paragraphs. I will also try to post it on fanfiction sites as soon as I find out how. Love you <3