AN: Okay first let me start by saying that I AM SO EXTREMELY AND UTTERLY SORRY OF NOT UPDATING IN, LIKE, A MONTH! Trust me, I hate myself just as much as you do right now. Just let me explain my reasons before you go sharpening your pitchforks and lighting your torches and all that jazz... Okay, here goes: I was a major dumbass. Before we left for vacation I made a list of stuff to take with me. My laptop was on that list. The power-cable? Not so much... So basically, I forgot the power-cable plus we had no wifi. So I'm really sorry if I disappointed anyone :( But on the bright side, I had a lovely vacation and what not. AND I've got some epic new ideas for new fanfictions which I will write after I have completed this one. So enjoy chapter 10 :D (Finally!)

Chapter 10

A soft groan woke Oliver from his sleep. Then he felt fingers twitch around his hand. His eyes shot open at the realization that Felicity was waking up. Her eyes fluttered and then slowly opened. She seemed confused by her unfamiliar surroundings, but she breathed a sigh of relief when her gaze fell upon him.

"Hey.", he said sheepishly.

"Hey.", she croaked. As she reached for the cup of water on the bedside table, she stopped suddenly and hissed.

"Here, let me.", Oliver offered and reached for the cup. He placed the straw against her dry lips and watched her drink the cool water. After she had finished the entire cup, she sighed.

"Thanks.", she replied. The confused expression then returned. "Oliver, what am I doing here?"

Oliver sighed. This wasn't going to be easy.

"What do you remember from yesterday, Felicity?"

"Well I remember you finally letting me go to work and then I drove home with Diggle and then...", her eyes grew wide with the sudden realization. Her eyes were clouded over with tears and were rolling down her cheeks before she could stop them.

Oliver saw this and pulled her into an embrace. She gladly accepted and sobbed into his t-shirt. For a few minutes he simply held her close, whispering comforting words into her ear. She then pulled back to look him in the eyes and put a hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp.

"Oh my gosh, Dig! Is he okay?"

"Diggle is fine. It's you that I'm worried about."

There was a knock on the door and Detective Lance entered.

"Sorry to interrupt, but the Police Department needs your statement Miss Smoak."

Oliver looked over at Felicity and saw her shudder. He recalls Lopez referring to her as Miss Smoak and can only imagine what horrible memories she's reliving.

"Is that really necessary, Detective?", he asks in the hopes that he'll leave her be for the time being. She just woke up after getting kidnapped and tortured for crying out loud and already he wants her statement?

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

Felicity took a deep breath before nodding and turning to Oliver.

"Please stay.", she begged quietly.

He nodded and sat down in the chair next to her while Detective Lance remained standing at the foot of her bed.

"Okay, Miss Smoak-"

Felicity flinched.

"Please, call me Felicity."

"Alright then. Felicity, can you recall what happened last night."

"Yeah uhm...Mr Diggle was driving me home when a car collided with us. I kind of blacked out there...When I opened my eyes again they told me that they had warned me and then they knocked me out. When I came to I...", Felicity paused to take a shuddering breath and closed her eyes.

"I was tied to a chair in a dark room. Three guys entered, Lopez and two others. They pulled me out of the chair and pushed my head into a bucket of water... just when I thought I couldn't hold on any longer they pulled me out and did it over and over again...", she choked on her words and felt tears gather in her eyes.

She felt Oliver take her hand and entwine his fingers with hers. He squeezed her hand and she returned the gesture. She breathed in through her nose to calm herself. You're not there anymore, Felicity. You're safe now, she heard. To her surprise, the voice sounded a lot like Oliver.

"Then he put me back in the chair and pulled out a tazer."

Her free hand unconsciously moved to her side where she was tazered. The action caused a sharp pain to shoot from the wound throughout her body. She winced. Suddenly she was back in that cold room looking into Lopez's unforgiving eyes, hearing Oliver shout over the monitors.

Oliver felt her cold hand tighten around his own warm ones. She had a faraway look in her eyes and tears were streaming down her cheeks. Her heart monitor then picked up speed and she seemed to have trouble breathing. He jumped into action, pressing the button for the nurse and then taking her face in his hands.

"Felicity, listen to my voice. You're okay, you're safe. Just breathe, okay? Do as I do.", he said and started breathing steadily, inhaling through his nose and then exhaling through his mouth.

Her fingers wrapped around his wrists and she closed her eyes. Slowly her heart rate returned to normal. By the time the nurses arrived, they were no longer needed. Instead they took her vitals and checked her bandages. Once they left, Oliver took his place beside Felicity again. Her eyelids felt heavy and she felt the pull of sleep start to claim her once more.

"This is so stupid.", she groaned. "I've been asleep for ages and I'm still tired."

Oliver chuckled.

"It's okay, sleep as long as you like. It's an imporant part of your recovery."

Her eyes slipped shut and her breathing started to even out. Just when Oliver thought she was asleep she spoke again.

"Oliver?", she mumbled.

"Yes, Felicity?", he whispered softly.

"Please don't leave me..."



"Promise.", he vowed to her.

With that she fell asleep with Oliver's thumb tracing patterns on the back of her hand.


Oliver stayed up for an hour or so after Felicity went to sleep. He alternated between holding her hand and walking round the hospital room. He then forced himself into a light sleep. After two hours, his eyes suddenly snapped open. He soon found the reason behind his sudden awakening. Felicity was tossing and turning in her sleep and making small distressed sounds. Her hand had slipped from his whilst he was asleep. He quickly took her hand again, rubbing soothing circles on top of it. He was hoping that it would calm her down, but it wasn't working. Damn it, he thought. He should have anticipated this. He had been through the same process, after all. It was always the night afterwards that the nightmares came rolling in.

Only, he hadn't anticipated the possibility. Why? It's because he was distracted. Oliver had been so caught up in the excitement and relief of her waking up, that he had forgotten of the repercussions that made themselves known during sleep. He should have been more focused, more prepared. That is why I have to assure that it doesn't happen again, he thought, but then he remembered. He couldn't put up barriers between them again. Not after he kissed her. Not after he confessed his love to her. He remembered the first kiss that they had shared. All that longing, love and passion perfectly blended into that mind-blowing kiss.

Firm pressure around his hand jolted Oliver back to the present. Her nightmare. See, you were distracted. Again. an irritating voice in his head said. Felicity was now sweating lightly and thrashing around violently.

"Felicity.", he called softly.

She kept on thrashing.

"Felicity.", he called again, louder and firmer this time.

She suddenly arched off the bed and let out and piercing scream.

"Felicity!", Oliver yelled. He was now very concerned. He gently shook her shoulders and kept on calling her name.

Felicity's eyes flew open and she jolted up, breathing heavily. Her gaze landed on Oliver, who was now sitting next to her on the bed. Tears burned behind her eyes and before she could stop them, they were already streaming down her cheeks. Oliver reached out to her and pulled her into his arms. She buried her face in his strong shoulder. Oliver sat with her patiently until her sobbing subsided to quiet sniffling. He pulled back a bit and tilted her face up with his hand.

"You want to talk about it?", he asked gently.

Her gaze broke away from his and she looked down.

"Not really...", she mumbled.

"It's okay.", he said.

"Hey, look at me.", Oliver said softly. "It's okay, I'm right here. You don't have to explain anything if you don't want to."

"Okay", she whispered.

For a while they just sat there, wrapped in each other's arms with a comfortable silence between them. The sound of Oliver's heartbeat against her ear comforted Felicity. He was there, with her. A few hours ago she thought that she would never see him again. For the first time in her life, she was glad that she was wrong.

"Hey, Oliver?", she mumbled sleepily.


"I love you."

"I love you too, Felicity.", he said, placing a tender kiss on her forehead.

She then fell asleep in his arms, but Oliver's sentence continued in his head:

I love you so much, from the bottom of my heart. You are my light, my hope and my purpose. You, Felicity Smoak, give me a reason to live. And even though I know I'm not worthy of a woman as pure and wonderful as you, and never will be, I still love you. I cherish you. You are beautiful in every single way and the world can see it. That is why I am eternally grateful that you are mine and, if I'm lucky, will be mine until the day I die. After the island, I thought I would never experience pleasure again and never be happy. That is until I walked into the IT Department one morning and I met you. I remember you were wearing your fuchsia pink lipstick and your red pen was between your lips. Your smile was the most intoxicating thing that I had ever experienced. It still is... When you went on to babble, I couldn't help but smile myself. That was the first time that I experienced happiness again. You make me happy. I will love and protect you with all I am, until the day I die. You, Felicity Smoak, are my happy place.

A few years later Oliver found himself saying those exact same words on their wedding day to the love of his life, Felicity Queen.


Hey reader? Wanna hear a story? Nope, you don't, but you're getting one anyway. So I wake up and head to the tv, I'm ready for my Arrow marathon after missing a months episodes. I open up my recordings and I see there's only one new Arrow episode, which is weird 'cause I've certainly missed more than one episode. I ignore it and watch the episode. I get the MAJOR feels and go completely fangirl when Oliver kisses Felicity on the forehead *EEEEEEEKK!* but it breaks my heart as well. That is, however, NOTHING compared to the moment where the episode has ended on that huge cliffhanger (tehe, cliff... get it? 'Cause he was pushed off the- Okay I'll stop...) and I find out that Arrow is on a FREAKING PRODUCTION BREAK! It was like my heart was chopped into tiny pieces, put in a blender and then incinerated. I'm not being melodramatic, that was literally how it felt.


So, yeah. That was how my morning went. So... how did you like it? Yeah, yeah I know. The last part might have been a little OOC for Oliver. And it may not have been the fluff that you wanted... but please don't hate me. It just felt right to end the story there. I hope you all enjoyed it! (I know I did! :D) You have all been amazing and thank you for taking the time to read this ;) Love you all, see you next time with a new fanfiction! lovies DDxx

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