Thanksgiving Pt. 2
Oliver puts the last dish in the dishwasher. After a long, hard day full of revelations and secrets being unveiled, he is glad that he still got the chance to have a Thanksgiving dinner with William and Felicity.
Turning the knob to the start setting, the machine comes alive in a gentle hum. Gazing around the clean kitchen, he comes face to face with a scene that melts his heart. Felicity is sound asleep, snuggling with her forest green blanket tightly around her.
Huffing out a sigh, he quietly goes over to her and turns the T.V off and gently picks her up. When she is secured in his arms, she instantly curls into his chest and hums a content sigh.
Walking to his room, he savors her embrace. Reaching the bed, he expertly pulls back the sheets from the perfectly made bed and lays her down, being cautious of her head.
Once she is comfortably laid out, he pulls the sheet and comforter over her petite body. Kissing her forehead, she turns over to his side of the bed, unconsciously reaching for him. When her movements stop, he smirks and exits the room to turn off the rest of the lights, so he can join her in sleep.
Walking out of the master bedroom, he is surprised to see his son in the kitchen getting a glass of water.
“William, you’re still up?”
“Yeah, sorry I got thirsty.”
“It’s ok, I was about to head to bed.”
Hesitating, William puts the glass on the counter and turns to Oliver.
“But I didn’t do this.”
“I saw the text on your phone.”
Knowing he’s been caught, his shoulders deflate. “You caught me. I knew how much you were looking forward to this and I didn’t want to disappoint you. And frankly I wanted it to.”
“it was nice. I just realized that this was the first holiday I celebrated without mom.”
“I know it’s not the same.”
“No, it wasn’t but it was nice, especially having Felicity here.”
“Yeah, she did make it better didn’t she?”
“Are you gonna marry her?”
Caught off by the question, Oliver looks at him with wide eyes.
“Are you going to marry Felicity?”
“I mean, one day I hope. Why, would you be ok with that?”
“Yeah, she’s really cool and nice and I really liker her.”
“Yeah, she kind of reminds me of mom. Well not the long babbles and incoherent sentences. But the strength and gentleness.”
Looking at his son in utter amazement, he takes a deep breath.
“You know, I didn’t get the chance to say what I was thankful for earlier, and I wanted to say that I’m thankful for you. I’m not saying I’m happy with how we ended up here, but I am thankful for the fact that I get to know you.”
“Me too. You’re pretty cool.”
“Not as cool as you.”
He doesn’t say anything at first because his voice was caught in his throat at the fact that William just called him dad. But before William closes the door he manages to say something.
When the door clicked, he just looked at it and couldn’t have asked for a better day.
He thanks whatever force that helped him survive those five years in hell, so that he could hear his son say that one word to him. And hopefully one day soon have Felicity call him another.