Ten days into their roadtrip, Felicity wakes Oliver from a particularly bad dream and discovers that, eight years after the boat went down, Oliver still has nightmares when thunderstorms roll in. So Felicity offers to help Oliver get over his fear and see the beauty in the storms. Based in part on that scene from 1x01 where Oliver wakes from a nightmare during a storm and accidentally attacks his mother.
In the Storms
“Anyone can love you when the sun is shining. In the storms is where you learn who truly cares for you.” – Source unknown
He’s on the plane: the one he took to Starling City with Ra’s Al Ghul. The one he planned to sabotage in the hopes of taking down Ra’s, the Alpha/Omega virus, and – ultimately –himself.
Only he’s alone. The engine rumbles underneath him, and he knows that the plane’s aloft, but there’s no one here. No dead bodies, no live ones. No Ra’s, and no Nyssa. It’s just him. Just Oliver.
Suddenly, the plane starts to shudder. Over the roaring of the engine, Oliver can just make out the sound of air howling faster around the plane. Through the open bay doors he spots dark clouds and heavy rain.
Then it hits without warning: a bright flash lights up the sky and a bolt of lighting strikes the wing of the plane, causing the fuselage to groan and crack. The plane takes a dive to one side, and Oliver finds himself stumbling forward toward the cockpit.
He reaches the cockpit just in time to see a second bolt of lightning strike the other wing of the plane. The nose of the plane takes a dive, and suddenly it’s in freefall. Oliver cries out as the plane’s erratic motions send him crashing into the console. He grabs onto the arms of the pilot’s chair and maneuvers himself into it. He buckles himself in and glances out the windshield. He doesn’t even have to look at the plane’s controls to know that he’s screwed.
The wind’s howling past his ears, louder than anything he’s ever heard. Oliver puts his hands over his ears. Lighting flashes in the sky, and rumbles of thunder shake the atmosphere so hard that the plane shudders around him. Oliver feels himself starting to panic. He clutches the arms of the chair and tries to slow his breathing, but the plane’s falling faster and faster. He can’t breathe, can’t see straight, can’t think. His heart’s pounding and he’s going to die before the plane even makes impact.
But he doesn’t.
Oliver stays alive long enough to feel the plane crash into the ocean outside of Starling City, hitting the surface with a force of impact equal to concrete. He lives long enough to hear the cockpit windows shatter, long enough to feel the small space quickly fill with water.
He lives long enough to hear her voice.
Felicity? he calls back.
It’s her, he knows it’s her. Even with the water pouring in, even with the storm raging above him, even with his heart pounding out of his chest, Oliver would know her voice anywhere.
Oliver? she calls to him again.
Oliver thrashes in his seat, forgetting about his seatbelt in his haste to get to her. He grasps at the belt with trembling hands, but he can’t get it off. It must have jammed on impact. Oliver grabs the straps in his hands and tries to yank them away, but he can’t. He grips so tight his hands start to bleed, but he can’t do anything. He’s trapped, and the water is getting higher by the second.
Oliver, where are you? Oliver, help me!
She must be on the plane with him. Somehow, some way, she made it onto the plane and he missed her. Oliver struggles against his restraints once more, but he’s panicking horribly now, breathing erratic, and he nearly blacks out.
He stops struggling, gasping uselessly for air.
Oliver, I can’t find you. Where are you?
The water’s up to his neck now, and he can still see the lighting flashing high up in the sky even though the plane is fully submerged.
Felicity! Oliver screams her name, voice shaking as badly as he is.
Help me! Please! Oliver!
Felicity! he screams again. Feli-
He turns his face up to the ceiling as the water reaches his mouth. He spits it out and uses his last bit of air to whisper her name like a plea:
The water covers his head and he’s drowning. He’s drowning – again – and all he can hear is her.
Oliver! Oliver, come back to me! Oliver? Oliver, wake up! Wake up! Please!
He can’t breathe, he knows he’s going to die, and the last thing he’ll ever hear is the woman he loves calling to him, begging him to-