Oliver Queen was sitting in a chair with tears streaming down his face. “Ollie?” his little sister, Thea, sat next to him. “She’s dead because of me. If only I had…” he said. “You can’t blame yourself for this. You two were in an explosion. You couldn’t do anything about it,” Thea tried convince Oliver. “If I just could have been quicker and gotten her out of there,” Oliver grieved. “Oliver, I know you feel that way, but there was nothing you could do to prevent this,” “Diggle, could we talk somewhere else?” Oliver asked Diggle. He nodded and said, “Excuse us,” to Thea. She nodded and went down to the kitchen. “They put that tracking device on me, Diggle! If I had paid a little attention, this would have never happened!”

 

       With that, Oliver went into their backyard where her body was put. He kneeled down next to the grave. Felicity Queen. A wife, a daughter, a friend, the headstone read. “Felicity…” Oliver came down and talked to Felicity’s grave ever it was put there. “I never knew it would be this hard now that you’re gone,” he sighed. Thea walked up to him and kneeled next to Oliver. “Tell me. What did she look like? What did she sound like? Tell me everything you remember about her,”

      

       “Do you, Oliver Queen, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do you part?” “I do,” Oliver said, his eyes tearing up. “Do you, Felicity Smoak, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do you part?” “I do,” Felicity said emotionally. “By the honor vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride,” the priest closed his book and stepped back. Oliver grabbed Felicity, swooped her off her feet, and kissed her. “Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Jonas Queen!”

 

       Everybody cheered. Nobody thought that Oliver would confess his love for Felicity, let alone that he would he even find love and settle down. But, that’s what everybody thought. Barely anybody knew that Oliver was the Starling City Vigilante and those who knew, they knew that Oliver wasn’t going to settle down with Felicity. He just wanted to make his love for her official. Diggle, Lyla, their daughter, Sara, Roy, Thea, Barry, Caitlin, Cisco, and Iris were sitting in the bride’s side. Lyla, Caitlin, and Iris were sobbing. Thea had tears running down her cheeks. Diggle, Roy, and Barry were smiling from ear to ear.

 

       Oliver took his lips off of hers and ran straight down the aisle to the door. Everybody stood up and cheered. Diggle and Lyla, carrying Sara, started running down the aisle. After them, Roy, Thea, Barry, Iris, Caitlin and Cisco followed. When got they outside, they saw Oliver and Felicity driving away in a brand-new red truck with “JUST MARRIED!” written on the back. They all waved as they drove away on their way to the airport to their honeymoon in Fiji.

 

       “Oliver, where are we going?” Felicity laughed. “The airport,” Oliver smiled with the crook of his mouth. “What?! Baby, I didn’t even pack yet!” Felicity had a wave of worry hurl over her face. Don’t worry, I packed for both for us,” Oliver chuckled. Felicity sighed. “Can you tell me where we’re going for our honeymoon?” she asked impatiently. “You’ll find out soon enough,” Oliver smiled and drove to the airport without talking.

 

       “Wait here. I’m gonna go get our tickets,” Oliver said to Felicity when got into the airport. Oliver came back with two coach tickets. Felicity took her plane ticket from her husband’s hand and looked at the destination. “Fiji! Ollie!” She jumped into Oliver’s arms. He hugged her back. Felicity let go and looked down again. “But, how? You’re broke, Queen!” Felicity put her hands on her hips. “The travel guy owes me a favor and this is it,” Oliver said with a smile. “Everybody owes you a favor,” Felicity wrapped her arms around his neck. Her soft, pink lips met Oliver’s lips ever so slightly. They touched their foreheads together. A few minutes later, Felicity said, “Come on, let’s get on that plane,” Oliver smiled, grabbed their luggage and walked towards the gate.

 

       Oliver and Felicity came back from their honeymoon a month after the wedding. They were greeted in the Foundry by Diggle, Lyla, and Roy. “Hey, welcome back!” Lyla smiled as she walked over to hug Oliver and Felicity. “Hey, how was the honeymoon?” Diggle asked, smiling. “Very honeymoon-like,” Oliver looked down at Felicity and smiled. Roy and Diggle looked at each other, Roy, with his eyebrows raised. They all laughed after a moment of silence. “Well, what have we missed?” Oliver asked Diggle referring to ‘Vigilante stuff’. “Well,” Diggle’s smiled disappeared. “Helena’s back in town,” Oliver’s smile turned into a frown. “Since when?”

 

       His happiness was blanketed by a coat of fear and hatred. “Since Wednesday,” Diggle said. Oliver exhaled. “Felicity, I need a location now,” “Way ahead of you, Babe. She’s,” Felicity squinted at the monitor “… on Maple, turning onto Howard. She’s moving fast,” Oliver walked up to Felicity and looked at the monitor. “Dollars to donuts, she’s mobile,” Felicity swiveled around in her chair to look up to Oliver.

 

       Oliver turned around and went up to the glass case containing his new suit that Cisco had designed and his bow and arrows. “Oliver, are you sure about this? You haven’t done this in a month,” Diggle asked. “Yes, I’m sure. But, I’m gonna need backup,” Oliver said. Diggle nodded. “Suit up, Roy. You’re going, too,” Oliver said. “Yeah, about that, I can’t go,” Roy said, regretfully. “Why?” Oliver walked up to Roy with one eyebrow raised. “I’m promised Thea I would go with her to dinner and if I bail, well, she might dump me again,” Roy said. “Okay,” Oliver understood completely what Roy was going through. “Go get dressed, Roy. You got a date,” Oliver smiled. Roy smiled back and ran upstairs into Verdant.

 

       Oliver and Diggle came back to the Foundry at 2 am. Oliver walked over to the glass case and put his bow back. He walked over to Felicity and gave her a side hug. “The Huntress is now neighbors with Deathstroke and… Captain Boomerang,” Oliver hesitated as he said that last name. “You know, Oliver, if you keep putting people in there, they’ll have enough force to break through,” “Well, if Helena does anything, she’s gonna blow up,” Oliver responded, a matter-of-factly. “What?!” Felicity damn near shouted. “She was in A.R.G.U.S.’ Suicide Squad. They put little mini bombs in their spines,” Diggle explained to Felicity. “Okay,” Felicity sighed and sat down in her chair looking at the monitor. “Hey,” Oliver put a hand on Felicity’s shoulder. She looked up at him. “You look tired. Go home,” “It’s okay, Ollie. I’ll stay here. I don’t have to work today,” “I’m not asking. I’m telling. Go home, Felicity,” Oliver said quietly. Felicity gave up. She can never change his mind when it comes to her. Felicity shut down the monitor, grabbed her purse and went upstairs.

 

        “Hey, Dig, let’s go grab a drink from upstairs,” Oliver said after Felicity walked out of Verdant. “Okay. But, I’m paying,” Oliver smiled. “Hey, Thea, could you set us up with some dri…? Thea!” Oliver ran up to Thea who was tied to a leg of table. Oliver pulled out a knife from his pocket and cut her loose. Thea scrambled to get. When she did, she hugged Oliver tightly. “What happened?” he asked firmly. “He, he came out of the nowhere. He threatened to… to kill you. I… I,” Thea staggered her words. “Hey,” Oliver put a hand on her cheek. “I’m not gonna let that happen,” Thea slightly smiled. “Now did he say his name?” Thea answered with a frown and a tear running down her cheek. “No. But, he did say one thing: Felicity,”

 

       Oliver’s heart skipped a beat when he heard her name. He sprinted out the door of Verdant and drove to their house. He barged through the door and shouted, “Felicity?!” Felicity ran out of the bathroom in worry. “Oliver, what’s wrong?” “We have to get you out of her!” Oliver gripped her arm and pulled her out the door.

 

       “Why? What happened?” Felicity was out of breath, running with Oliver. “The Bratva. They’re after you,” Oliver made a sharp left turn into an alleyway and stopped. Oliver put his hands on his thighs in exhaust. “WHAT?! Why are they after me? They… they don’t know that I’m working for the Arrow, do they?” Felicity stammered. Oliver stood straight up. “No. They’re going after me. They heard about how Slade targeted me. They went after Thea, too,” Oliver said. “Oh no, is she okay?” Felicity worried about her sister-in-law. “She’s fine, just in shock,” he answered.

 

       “Hey, where’s Diggle?” Oliver looked around. Felicity looked behind her. “Wasn’t he just behind us?” she asked. “Yes, he was,” Oliver said. He sprinted around the corner to find Diggle. “Oliver!” Felicity tried to run after him. Felicity stopped halfway knowing that she was never going to catch up to her husband. She walked to Verdant in her 5 inch heels. When she got down to the Foundry, her feet were bruised and covered in blisters.

 

       Felicity sat down and groaned. “Hey, you okay?” Roy came out of nowhere. Felicity jumped. “Ah! Oh my God! Did I just yelp? Oh my God, I just yelped. Nobody ever yelps. I can’t believe I just did that…” “Felicity! Where’s Oliver and John?” “I don’t know. Oliver started looking for John and I haven’t seen him for hours,” Felicity put her head in her hands. Roy walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. Felicity looked up. “They’ll be okay,”

       Oliver gasped. “Ever since she died, nothing good happened. I don’t sleep. I barely eat. I can barely sign my name, undamaged,” Thea hugged Oliver. “If it bothers you, you can stop,” Thea said gently. “It’s fine. So…”

 

       Diggle came down the stairs with Oliver leaning on him, losing consciousness. When Felicity saw Oliver’s current state, she ran up to Diggle and Oliver. She cupped Oliver’s face in her hands. “Dig, what happened?!” she asked. “He got injected with some poison or something. I need you to make his island concoction for him,” Diggle said with urgency in his voice. With that, Roy and Diggle put Oliver on the table while Felicity was brewing up Oliver’s magic island potion.

 

       When Felicity finished the serum, she put it in syringe and gave it Diggle. Diggle injected it into Oliver’s chest. Diggle, then, dropped the syringe and started chest compressions. “Felicity, check his pulse!” Diggle said. Felicity put two fingers on his neck. “Barely, but it’s there,” Felicity sighed in relief. Oliver shot up like a bullet, breathing heavily. Everybody jumped. “Oliver?” Felicity said, quietly. “Felicity,” Oliver thought that he had lost her. “You okay?” Roy asked. Oliver slightly nodded.

 

       “Did you get him?” asked Felicity. “Yeah, he’s in Iron Heights,” Oliver answered his wife. Oliver walked up to Felicity and kissed her. “Hey,” Oliver let go. Felicity looked down. “What’s wrong?” Oliver worried. “Nothing,” Felicity nearly whispered. “Are you sure? You seem kind of…” Felicity’s knees gave out from underneath. Oliver reached to catch her. “Felicity?!” He checked her pulse. “Diggle, she’s not breathing!” A surge of panic overwhelmed him. Diggle and Roy, both, dropped everything and headed for the door. “Oliver, we have to get her to Starling General!” Oliver nodded in fear as he put his arms under her legs and picked her up.

 

       They all ran to Diggle’s car and got in. Diggle opened the back door and let Oliver and Felicity get in. As Oliver put Felicity down onto the seats, he noticed a red spot on her white blouse. “Oh shit! Dig, she’s bleeding!” “Put pressure on the wound, Oliver, we’re about 20 minutes away from the hospital,” Diggle said while driving. Oliver reached back and found a small towel. He wrapped it around his hand and put it where she was hit. Felicity whimpered. “Felicity, stay with me,” Oliver said with tears swimming in his eyes. “Oliver, don’t cry,” Felicity replied, weakly. “I’m trying my harder not to,” Oliver tried smile. He put a hand on her cheek.

 

        Felicity’s breathing was heavy and ragged. “What happened?” Oliver questioned, his voice breaking. A tear glided down his face. “While… while you guys were going… after Merlyn,” Felicity stopped to breathe every few words. “One of his guys… they came in and well…” she gestured to her wound. “Felicity, why would you be so stupid?!” Now, anger masked his hurt and pain. “Why didn’t you call us?” “Because… you, you guys were… doing something,” “Well, you knew Thea was upstairs. Why didn’t you call her?” Oliver wasn’t angry, more hurt thinking that he could lose the love of his life. “And what? Risk your secret?” Felicity said sternly, but weakly. “Felicity, my secret isn’t worth your life,” That shut her up.

 

       Felicity’s breathing became rapid. “Oliver,” she said, losing consciousness. “I can’t breathe,” “Hang on, Felicity, we’re two blocks away,” Diggle said, speeding up the street. “Breathe, Felicity, breathe,” Oliver was squeezing her hand. Felicity’s eyes closed. “No. Felicity, keep your eyes on me,” Oliver started tearing up again. His voice started breaking. “We’re here,” Roy exclaimed from the passenger seat. Oliver forced the car door to open and got out. He grabbed an unconscious Felicity and ran into the hospital.

 

       Oliver, Diggle, and Roy sat in a waiting room for about 4 hours. “I can’t take this!” Oliver shouted and went outside to breathe. Oliver came back into the waiting room and stayed standing. “Any news?” he asked Diggle. Diggle shook his head. Oliver started tearing up again. “What if she…?” His voice broke. “She’s not Tommy, Oliver. She’s alive,” Diggle said. “You don’t know that for sure!” Oliver said, loudly. The door opened. “Mr. Queen? Do you want to see Ms. Smoak?” a doctor asked. Oliver nodded and followed the doctor.

 

       Oliver took a deep breath and opened the door. There he saw Felicity on a bed, looking out a window over Starling City. Oliver knocked quietly. Felicity turned her head to face him. “Hey,” Oliver said quietly. Felicity replied, “Hey,” Oliver walked over to Felicity and sat next to her. “How you feeling?” he asked. “Still hurts, but I’m okay,” Felicity gave him a smile. “Don’t worry about me,” “Hey, in sickness and in health, right?” Felicity giggled. “I’m sorry I put you through this,” Oliver said. “What? How is this your fault?” Felicity questioned. “I shouldn’t have left you there,” Felicity rolled her eyes. “So, how about we go out to dinner? Thursday night?” Felicity smiled and nodded.

 

       Felicity was released from the hospital the next day. She walked into the Foundry with Oliver holding her hand beside her. She walked up to her computers and turned them on. “Is there anybody on the run?” Felicity asked Diggle. “No. After Mrs. Queen was hospitalized, everybody sat down and watched the news and read the paper for the latest,” Diggle smirked. Felicity rolled her eyes. “I’m surprised that they haven’t learned about her being discharged,” Oliver said, confused. “Wait,” Felicity turned on the local news. “Felicity Queen has been discharged from the hospital and is at home, resting. More on the back story coming next,” A lady on the news remarked.

 

       Felicity turned to face Oliver and raised her eyebrows. “They don’t know yet?” “Wow, news travels fast,” Oliver said. “You of all people should know that. When you came back after the Undertaking, the moment you entered Starling City, you were all over the news,” Roy said. Oliver nodded. There were footsteps coming down the stairs. Laurel came down to the Foundry. “Felicity, are you okay? You were in the hospital?” “Yeah, I’m fine,” Felicity forced a smile. “Okay, good. I just wanted to check up on you. Anyway, I have to go work on a case. I’ll see you later,” she said to Felicity, ignoring everyone else. “Bye,” With that, Felicity’s smile turned into a frown.

 

       “You were lying to Laurel,” Oliver said with a frown. “What?” Felicity had spaced out. “You know, Felicity, a frown can cover a lot of things, but some things can’t be erased that easily. What’s going on?” Oliver asked, his hand falling to her cheek. “Nothing. It’s just… I have the worst headache and I’m just really tired,” Felicity explained. “Then, why’d you make me bring you here?” questioned Oliver. “I don’t know,” Felicity put her head down. “Let me take home, Felicity,” Oliver gestured towards the stairs. Felicity took a deep breath. She picked her purse up and walked up the stairs into Verdant.

 

       “Oliver,” Diggle caught Oliver’s attention. Oliver turned to face his friend. “Are you coming back?” he asked. “I don’t know. If Felicity feels better then yes. I’ll call if I’m staying,” With that, Oliver went up the stairs and home with Felicity.

 

       Felicity got home and jumped on the bed. The moment her face hit the pillow, she was out like a light. Oliver smiled and lied down beside her. His eyes slowly closed and he also fell asleep. Oliver woke up with a warm breath on the back of his neck. He slowly turned around and found a copycat archer standing right above him. “Felicity, ru…” Oliver tried to warn Felicity, but he found out that that wasn’t possible. Felicity was tranquilized before he woke up. Panic and terror filled his eyes. He tried to fight back, but right as he was about to land a punch, Oliver was shot with a tranquilizer dart and passed out.

 

        Oliver flickered his eyes open. He picked up his head to look at Felicity across the room. Felicity was zip-tied to a chair. Her eyes were wide open in fear, looking at Oliver. Oliver tried to get up but was pulled back. He was also zip-tied to a chair. “Felicity,” he said. Felicity shook her head. Oliver was about to ask why she shook her head when the copy-cat vigilante smacked his head with a wooden bat. Oliver groaned. “Oliver!” Felicity shouted. “Shut up!” said one of the copy-cat archer’s merchants. “Oliver Queen. You know who the Arrow is. Who is he?” Oliver sat quietly. “Who is he?!” The “Vigilante” slapped him. Oliver wouldn’t budge. “Tell me now! Or your blond wife gets it!” One of the merchants put a gun to Felicity’s head. Felicity whimpered. “No! Don’t touch her!” Anger had corrupted every bone in his body. “Then tell me!” “No, Oliver, don’t,” Felicity’s voice broke.

 

        There were tears streaming down her face. “It’s… Malcolm Merlyn,” Oliver lied. The copycat’s merchant lowered his gun from Felicity’s head. Felicity sighed in relief. Oliver relaxed, too. “Thank you, Mr. Queen. You’re help is much appreciated,” the copycat said. He cut the zip-ties holding Felicity and Oliver. Oliver got up and ran to Felicity and hugged her. She hugged him back tightly. Oliver let go and held her face in his hands. “Are you okay? They didn’t hurt you, did they?” Felicity shook her head. Oliver’s eyes started swimming in tears. He hugged her again. “I can’t lose you,” he whispered into her ear. He closed his eyes and held her.

       “Are you guys okay?” Diggle asked as Oliver and Felicity walked into the Foundry. “We went your house and you weren’t there,” Roy explained. Felicity ignored them and sat down in front of her computer. Roy and Diggle’s eyes followed Felicity as she sat down. They looked at Oliver for explanation. “Copycat archer nearly killed her,” Oliver said. “I thought there were no more copycat vigilantes,” Diggle was confused. “These one’s weren’t try destroy the city, they wanted to know who the Arrow is,” Oliver explained. “Oh,” Roy answered.

 

       “You didn’t tell him, did you?” asked Diggle. “No. I told him the Arrow was Malcolm Merlyn,” Oliver said, looking over at Felicity. “Wait, isn’t Merlyn dead?” Diggle said. “We don’t know if he is or isn’t alive. Merlyn’s good at covering his tracks. Even if he is alive, he won’t know that I framed him,” Oliver said. “Really? Oliver, Merlyn is a dangerous man and anyone of those people might work for him. Merlyn’s a clever man. He could already know,” Dig said. “And if he does?” Roy asked. “Then, Oliver and Felicity are in trouble,” Diggle said. Felicity sighed.

 

       “Felicity, I’m so sorry,” Oliver walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. “I couldn’t lose you. But, by trying to protect you, I just put you in more danger,” “This is not your fault,” “Yes it is. I should have been more careful and thought about the consequences,” Oliver said quietly. “Oliver. You were worried about Felicity because you love her. There’s no fault in that,” Diggle said to Oliver. “I put her in danger, Diggle. And I can’t very well protect her considering Merlyn’s almost killed me, twice!” Oliver was mad because he felt helpless. “Oliver! Don’t worry about me, worry about yourself,” Felicity shouted over him. “What? Why?” Oliver asked. “Because,” Felicity stood up and walked towards him. “You haven’t been sleeping ever since Slade and his Mirakuru army, which was 7 months ago. Oliver, you keep going out into the field without your head on straight and your eyes closed. That’s even more dangerous than Merlyn. Please, go home,” Felicity nodded towards the stairs. Oliver sighed and went up the stairs.

 

       “How’d you get him to do that?” Diggle asked Felicity after he left. “What?” Felicity wasn’t paying attention. “How’d you get him to go home?” He asked again. “I doubt he’s going home. He probably went to go see Thea or Tommy. Either way, Ollie probably isn’t at home,” she told him. “Yeah, probably. Hey, you and Oliver got a new house after the honeymoon, right?” Roy asked. “Yeah, a house that we couldn’t ever afford,” Felicity said with a smirk upon her face. “Then how’d you pay for it?” Dig asked. “We didn’t. Apparently, Robert’s bank accounts weren’t corrupted, so we used that money,” she answered. “Oh. Could we, by any chance, see it?” Roy asked with a smile. Felicity laughed. “Come on, I’ll make you dinner,” Felicity grabbed her purse and lead Roy and Diggle into her new home.

 

       As soon as Roy and Diggle walked into Felicity and Oliver’s house, they became breathless. The house was so big and beautiful, they assumed that all of Starling’s people could live there.

“Woah! This is sweet,” Roy said, looking into every room on the first floor. “Well, I’m gonna start making dinner. Why don’t you two look around?” Diggle and Roy nodded, both speechless. Felicity smiled and walked into the kitchen and started chopping up vegetables. It took Felicity about 45 minutes to prepare dinner, but when it was served, Roy and Diggle fell in love. “Holy shit, you never told us you could cook,” Dig said, his mouth full with lasagna. “Honestly, nobody knows. Well, Oliver knows,” Felicity blushed. “Where is Oliver?” Roy asked, barely audible. “I don’t know. Hold on,” Felicity pulled out her phone and called Oliver.

 

       “Hey,” Oliver answered. “Ollie, where are you?” Felicity asked. “I’m in the Foundry. Where are you guys” Oliver asked, looking around. “We’re at home. I made Roy and Dig dinner,” Felicity answered. “Okay, save me some. I’m on my way,” Oliver said, walking out the door. “Okay, hurry,” Felicity hung up the phone. “He’s coming,” she told her fellow “associates”.

 

       Oliver opened the door and was greeted by his wife and partners. “Where were you?” Roy asked. “I went to go visit Thea,” Oliver hugged Felicity. “Why? Is she okay?” Roy worried. “Yeah. Don’t worry, she’s fine,” Oliver assured Roy. “How are you?” Oliver asked Felicity, looking down at her. “Eh, feeling kind of nauseous,” Felicity replied. Oliver nodded. “Wait, why?” Roy asked. “I don’t know. It’s been like that for a while,” Felicity answered. “Maybe you should get medical attention,” Dig suggested. “I’m okay,” she assured him. “Felicity, can we talk in the kitchen?” Oliver said. Felicity nodded. “Excuse us,” Oliver said to Roy and Diggle and walked into the kitchen.

 

       “Why’d you do that?” Oliver whispered. “I don’t wanna tell ‘em right now,” Felicity answered quietly. “Why not?” Oliver hissed. “Because, they have a lot on their minds right now,” she hissed back. “Like what?” he asked. “Lyla and Dig just had a baby. Roy has to deal with Thea being in love with someone else. We’ll tell them when the moment’s right,” she said. “Now is a good time as ever, Felicity. C’mon, they’ll be happy for us,” Oliver suggested. “No, Oliver,” Felicity argued. “I am not telling them,” “Fine,” he said. He left the kitchen and walked upstairs.

 

       “CONGRATULATIONS!” Everybody yelled. Felicity walked through the door a month later and found several people in her house. She walked into the living room where everybody was standing. She looked around and saw blue and pink balloons, candy, presents, streamers, and a cake. Felicity smiled from ear to ear. Oliver had thrown her a baby shower. Several came up to her and congratulated her. She smiled and thanked them, then she went to go find her husband. When she finally found him, she jumped into his arms. “Aw, Ollie, you threw me a baby shower?” Felicity said as she let go. “Yeah. I just thought that this,” he gestured towards the party, “…was way overdue,” He leaned down and kissed Felicity. “I love it,” she smiled.

 

       The rest of the day was fun and exciting until everybody left. “Bye,” Felicity said her last goodbye to one of her closest friends, Jenna. She closed the door, walked into the living room, and sat down on the couch. She put her face in her hands and sighed. Oliver followed her and sat down beside her. He put an arm around her and pulled her closer. “You okay?” Dig asked standing right above them. Felicity shrugged with her head on Oliver’s shoulder. Oliver took a deep breath. They all sat in silence for a while, then Oliver broke it. “Felicity, you want anything to eat?” he asked her. Felicity shook her head. “What’s wrong?” Roy asked. Felicity stayed silent. “Felicity?” Dig and Roy kneeled down in front of her. She didn’t reply. “Baby?” Oliver asked. “I’m just tired. I’m gonna go take a nap,” Felicity finally answered. “Okay,” Felicity walked up the stairs and into their room.

 

       “She’s lying,” Oliver said, more to himself than to anybody else. “What?” Diggle asked. “She’s lying to us,” he repeated. “How do you know?” asked Roy. “It’s the way she said,” Oliver answered. “What do you think she’s hiding?” Dig asked. “I don’t know, but I know how to get it out,” Oliver replied.

 

       “Felicity, just sit down. I’ll make breakfast,” Oliver insisted the next day. Felicity had absolutely no sleep the night before. Neither did Oliver. Felicity and Oliver had been arguing all morning. They were both cranky, but that made the situation worse. Oliver kept telling Felicity to calm down and get some rest, but she refused. This time she gave up. She walked out of the kitchen and sat down in the living room. Ding dong! “I’ll get it,” Felicity stood up and walked towards the door. She opened the door to find her mom and her older brother, Anthony.

      

       Felicity gasped in shock. “Mom?” she said, ultimately. “What am I, invisible?” Anthony said with a smile on his face. Felicity sighed. “Anthony,” she faked a smile. Anthony gave her a hug. “So, it’s true. You’re pregnant,” Mama Smoak said. “Well, you would know that if you would have come to the baby shower, which was yesterday,” Felicity said with a little attitude. “Really? There was a baby shower? I didn’t know,” Mama Smoak answered back. “Yes, you did, Mom. You just didn’t read the invite properly,” Anthony argued. “Wait, you knew?” Felicity asked. “Yeah, but I learned about it last night,” Anthony said. Mama Smoak and Anthony, then, let themselves in and walked into the living room. When Felicity’s mom saw Oliver, she jumped excitedly. “Oliver! It’s so good to see you again,” Felicity’s mom gave him a hug. “You, too,” Oliver smiled.

 

       While Oliver and Donna were talking, Anthony grabbed Felicity’s arm and pulled into the other room. “Anthony!” Felicity jerked her arm out of his grip. “Felicity, can I talk to you?” he asked. “Okay,” Felicity cautiously sat down on the bed behind her. Anthony sat down next to her and started talking. “You were lying,” “What?” Felicity said, confused. “Last night, when you were talking to Oliver, Roy, and Dig, you said that you were fine, just tired,” Anthony explained. Felicity took a deep breath. “Oliver told you. That’s why you’re here, aren’t you?” 

           

      “Felicity,” Anthony urged. There were tears streaming down her face. “No! The only reason you came is because Ollie told you to?” Felicity shouted. She pacing around the room. “No, Felicity, I came because I care about you,” Anthony stayed calm. “Really? Because you weren’t there when I was shot and was in the hospital! You weren’t there when I got married! You weren’t here for my baby shower. When have you actually cared about me, Anthony?” He stood quiet. “Finally, the truth. You never cared about me,” Felicity said, calmer. “No, that is not true,” Anthony stood up, raising his voice. “Really? Name one time you were ever there for me,” Felicity said. “When you were really little, Granpa died. You started sobbing and went into this, this phase of denial and I got you out of that phase,” Anthony said. “I was also there for you when Dad left,” Felicity looked down. “I have stood by you for the longest time. Then, you went to college and we fell apart,” Anthony’s voice cracked. “Oh, so now it’s my fault?” Felicity’s voice also cracked.