Authors Note at the bottom, this is just a disclaimer.
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING, JUST BORROWING THE AWSOME CHARACTERS FROM AN AMAZING TELEVISION SHOW TO STAR IN MY AMATEUR STORY =D
Felicity's body ached.
She's sweating in places she didn't know she could sweat.
However, she kept a low crouch, waiting for Sara to attack her.
Ever since Sara found Felicity hitting the practice dummy six months ago she has taken it upon herself to train Felicity.
Sara claimed she owed Felicity after she took a bullet for her and though Felicity did her best to convince the other woman that she owes her nothing, Sara just shook her head and told her regardless, no woman should ever be defenceless.
The very next day Felicity started training.
Sara came at her with a punch straight to her face but Felicity easily blocked it and countered with her own punch. Sara stepped to the right and blocked it with an open palm. With a swift jab to her ribs to distract her, Sara turned so her back was pressed against Felicity's front and with a firm grip on Felicity's wrist, Sara flipped her over her back.
Felicity landed with an audible 'oof!' She felt Sara begin to put her in an arm lock. But Sara had already taught Felicity how to get out of this. Felicity lashed out with a kick to the back of Sara's knees; making her fall to her knees and loosens her grip on Felicity's arm.
She felt the lack of pressure almost immediately and reversed the hold so now Felicity had Sara's wrist. As fast as she could Felicity rolled closer to Sara and without losing her grip on Sara's wrist, she jumped on to Sara's back and pinned her arm behind her.
Felicity knew that Sara could get out of this and so she waited for the counter-attack. Instead, she was taken by surprise when she felt two taps on her leg. Felicity immediately let go of Sara's arm and got off of her. She held out her hand for Sara to take and pulled her to her feet when she did.
"Nice work, you're getting better."
Felicity, though panting, smiled back at her. "I have a good teacher."
Sara hummed her agreement before letting go of her hand and walking towards the bottles of water and towels they left out for themselves. "I think you'll be fighting with a weapon soon."
Felicity followed her to grab her own water bottle. "Never in my life did I think anyone would say that to me." She said lamely as she took a big appreciative drink.
Sara huffed out a laugh. "Well, keep this up and you'll be able to hold your own against me and Diggle."
Felicity was about to respond when her stomach let out a big growl. Reflexively, she placed her hand on her stomach and gave Sara a sheepish smile. "I feel as though we shouldn't make any rash decisions on an empty stomach."
Sara laughed and looped the towel around the back of her neck. "Why don't we freshen up and head over to Big Belly?"
Felicity smiled back and copied Sara with the towel. "It's like you read my mind."
As Sara went out back to clean herself up, Felicity thought she'd use this time to check on her babies and their progress.
Oliver had already been out with Sara and Diggle to break up a drug exchange that was going down. Felicity had complained about how utterly cliché it is, seriously, don't criminals use imagination anymore!?
In any case, the trio went down while Roy and Felicity kept a watchful eye through the security cams; they managed to scare information out of one of the lackey's there. All in all, it was a successful night that for once ended early for "Team Arrow."
Diggle had gone to see Lyla, Roy went upstairs to work, Oliver decided to go and make an appearance upstairs as well and before Sara started to train Felicity, she set up new searches based on the new information. Now that they know their target: Steven Drake only uses burner phones and thanks to a well-placed arrow, they know his number, so Felicity ran a search for it. Nothing has pinged so far but his phone is turned off, once he turns it back on however, she'll know his whereabouts straight away.
"Why are you still here?"
Felicity jumped a little and swivelled around in her chair to find Oliver standing there with his hands in his suit pants looking rather amused with himself.
Felicity rolled her eyes at him and spun back around in her chair. "I knew you got a kick out of giving me heart attacks." She concentrated back on her computer screens and decided to answer his previous question. "I'm just making sure that once we get a lock on Steven Drakes position it will be sent to my phone."
As she was putting on the final touches, she couldn't help but to feel so annoyingly aware of how close he's standing behind her. Felicity thought it ridiculous that after two and a half years of knowing the man, his proximity still has such an effect on her.
She almost groaned out of frustration when his hands gripped her shoulders. Doesn't he know the kind of effect he has on her?
"Go home Felicity, you work too hard."
Now she's convinced that he's doing this on purpose, because no one accidentally leans down and whispers in someone's ear without wanting a reaction out of them.
"I'm nearly done Oliver, just putting on the final touches." She said, her voice sounding more strained and breathless than she intended.
She almost cursed herself and her traitorous body. It's not that he's unavailable; Oliver and Sara did break up almost three months ago, not that she would make a move on Oliver or anything, she knows he doesn't feel anything but friendship towards her. Her mind may be made up on that subject but her body's reactions to him are anything but platonic. Stupid female hormones. Stupid Oliver and his uncanny ability to effect said hormones in such a way.
"Felicity?"
Oliver's voice breaks through her inner ramblings. "Hmm, what?"
"You stopped typing a minute ago and just stared at the monitor."
Confused, Felicity concentrated on the monitor and saw that everything was set up. "Oh, right. Must've spaced out for a second." She shook her head slightly and continued to close down her computers.
Once done, she turned back around in her chair to face him and found that she missed the feel of his hands on her almost immediately. To distract herself from that thought she proceeded to pack up her things.
"I was thinking."
"Never a good pass time for you."
Realizing what she had just said she stopped what she was doing and looked at him to see that half-amused, half-incredulous smile on his face.
Felicity felt a blush start to colour her cheeks. "Sorry, you were saying."
Oliver breathed out a short laugh and shook his head. "I was wondering if you were hungry."
"Starved actually, Sara and I are heading to Big Belly Burger if you want to join us?"
Felicity saw a look flash across his face before he smiled his fake smile at her. "Nah it's okay, you guys go ahead."
He never uses that fake smile on her.
Just as she was about to ask him about it Sara came out of the back room in her casual clothes. "All yours Felicity."
Felicity sighed knowing the moment had passed with Oliver, so she gave him a tight-lipped smile before stepping around him to her clothes. Now that she started to train with Sara nearly every night, Felicity decided to bring some clothes here for her to change into because they did sometimes head out to dinner together and being sweaty in a restaurant, whatever type it is, is just gross.
Plus, Felicity gets cold easily so having sweat soaked clothes doesn't help that little problem.
What was that all about? She thought to herself as she closes the door. Felicity looked in the mirror and frowned, as soon as Sara was mentioned he pulled a face and gave her that smile he reserves for business people and the press but not his friends.
Not Felicity.
She turned the water on full and cupped her hands to catch the water and splash it on her face. Maybe their relationship didn't end as amicably as Felicity, Digg and Roy were led to believe. Felicity shakes her head and dries her face; in any case Felicity knows that whatever has happened between Oliver and Sara has nothing to do with her.
Once Felicity felt as refreshed as she could without having a shower, she headed out to find Oliver and Sara talking quietly.
Sara saw her and smiled grabbing her coat "You ready?"
Felicity grabbed her own coat and purse before smiling at Sara. "Yup, See you tomorrow Oliver."
They started to make their way out when Felicity remembered that Oliver had mentioned something about being hungry before. She turned around and was a little thrown to notice Oliver's eyes already on her. "Did you want me to bring you back something?"
He just smiled genuinely back at her. "No thank you Felicity, I'll be fine."
"Can I ask you something?" Felicity asked all of a sudden.
She tried, she truly tried to just ignore her curiosity, but it was getting the best of her as the night wore on.
"It's about time." Sara teased. Felicity must've looked confused because Sara elaborated. "You've been distracted since we left the foundry."
Felicity inwardly groaned at that; she needs to work on her poker face. "Sorry."
Sara just waved off her apology. "Don't worry about it, just ask your question."
How do you ask someone if their relationship with your boss and friend did in fact end as good as a break-up could end? Felicity sighed and suddenly felt nervous, how could she ask Sara something like this? Of course, they have become friends over the past few months but that doesn't give Felicity the right to ask, it really is none of her business.
"Did your relationship with Oliver end badly?" Felicity could've slapped herself for how callous that was. In reality she should be used to putting her foot in her mouth but this is putting a foot in her mouth while digging an endless hole she can't get out of. She should just be quiet now and let Sara answer.
"Not that it's any of my business or anything, it's just that Oliver asked if I was hungry and I said yes but that we were going to Big Belly and that he should join us but he got that stupid fake smile on his face when I mentioned your name and told me that it's okay, but it was obvious that it wasn't okay and I'm shutting up right now." Felicity took a deep breath as she had let that out all in one breath.
There has to be some sort of cure for verbal-diarrhea, right?
She ran a nervous hand over her hair as she chanced a glance at Sara and couldn't help but see a hint of a smile on her face. "I was wondering when he'd ask."
Felicity frowned at that comment. "He'd ask what? If I was hungry?"
Sara breathed out a laugh and shook her head. "Oliver and I broke up because we realised we were too similar and shared too much history." Felicity watched her pick up a chip and shrugged as she popped it in her mouth. "It just wasn't working out for us."
Felicity, still frowning asked "Well then why the face when I asked if he wanted to come with us?"
Felicity's eyebrows shot up as Sara looked up at her with an incredulous look. Was she missing something?
"What?" she asked defensively
She watched Sara gently shake her head as a hint of a smirk started to make its way onto her lips. "They say that if you have to ask…" Sara left that sentence hanging, effectively ending the conversation.
Felicity's brain couldn't help but finish the Harry Potter quote in her head, but she was still obviously missing something. Something that, apparently Sara could see without even being in the conversation.
Felicity grabbed her keys out of her bag as she made her way back to her car. Sara thought it would be nice to walk to Big Belly as it's not too far but mainly because it's a pleasant night. Felicity breathed in a big gulp of air and almost gagged. For a computer genius she should really know not to inhale dumpster fumes. Sara had offered to walk Felicity back to her car but she waved it off because Sara is in the opposite direction and Felicity didn't want put her out.
She eased herself into her car, finally feeling the effects of Sara's training. She couldn't wait to get back to her apartment, run a bath and relax in the hot water. She almost moaned to herself at the thought but was brought out of her thoughts when her phone beeped at her.
She quickly grabbed it out of her pursed as she recognized it for the search she was running. Of course the bad guy turns on his phone just as she was imagining a night of relaxation; evil waits for no one's bubble baths. It was just too good to be true to be having an early night.
She sighed to herself as she looked at her phone and frowned. From the time it took her to realise that Steven Drake's burner phone is located in her car a gloved hand clamped over her mouth and sharp sting appeared in her neck before all went black.
AN: Alrighty, so I've started this story and I hope I'm going to finish it because I feel like it could be a good story. I do have a vague idea of where it's going but I'm the kind of person that can't keep writing or posting a chapter until I have a definitive idea as to where this is going but when I do have it sorted I should be posting once a week. Just thought I would post this up to see what kind of reaction I get…for my curiosity's sake ;P
As you can tell it doesn't really follow the show's story, it mentions 2X14 "Time of Death" but then it goes off on its own tangent. Plus, I'm in New Zealand and, call me outdated or whatnot, but I like watching this show when it airs on television with my parents and the latest episode that has aired is 2x08 "The Scientist". Although, I'm also naughty because I keep watching clips of current episodes that people put on Youtube…hence, why I know about this scene.
Anyways, I hope to be back soon with weekly updates.
Mel