Title: Never Let Me Go

Author: Britt

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot. Anything you recognize from Arrow? I don't own. There will be a couple original characters added here and there, this chapter it's a doctor though I can't even really claim him either since he's based on Elliot Stabler from Law and Order: SVU (I even named him Dr. Elliott!)

Summary: Not everything is as it seems when Lian Yu was blown up. Who lived, who died? How was anyone saved? And was secrets are revealed about those closest to Oliver Queen? Olicity story with Team Arrow mixed in.


A white light shown through her closed eyes and she muttered under her breath softly. Opening her eyes she squinting, looking around as best as she could. Her vision was blurry which indicated that her glasses were missing. Wincing as she raised her arm to touch her face she verified her conclusion. Squinting to see as best as she could the bright white room indicated that she was in a hospital of some sort though her brain was too muddled to know why.

Before she could even begin to freak out the door to the room opened and a large frame filled the doorway though she couldn't make out the features of the person due to her lack of glasses. "Ms. Smoak?" The accented voice questioned. The voice was unfamiliar but warm and even though she knew better she relaxed. "Yes?" She replied, though it seemed more of a question than a statement. Apparently her confusion was evident as a familiar plastic object was placed into the palm of her hand.

She slid her glasses onto her face and immediately felt more in control. The man who had entered was wearing a white lab coat and had an air of confidence about him. His cropped hair and blue eyes made her chest ache for another man with blue eyes and a similar hair style. She remembered running her hands through said hair but pushed that thought to the back of her mind at the moment. She had other things to worry about. The man's name tag read Dr. M Elliott. "Felicity Smoak?" The English accent requested again and she nodded. "Date of birth?" She sighed before replying. "January 10th, 1989." Saying her birthday always made her feel very young compared to most of the people she spent time with. Most of those around her were in their thirties or forties even (though she'd never say who for fear she'd be on the receiving end of some sort of weapon) and she was still in her twenties. It felt strange as during her life she felt as if she had been through enough to count as being much older than she was, and yet according to others she still had a sunny disposition that made her seem even younger than she was with the wisdom of someone far older.

As she had been deliberating her age and status that it made her the doctor nodded, apparently seeming to find her answers acceptable. "I assume you have a few questions hwoever first I'd like to go over our immediate concerns. Is that alright with you?" He asked kindly. She wanted to deny him and demand to get her questions answered first however she knew the request was rhetorical and that it would go much quicker if she just agreed, so she nodded. "I don't have much of a choice." She stated before realizing she had spoken out loud. Cheeks burning she nodded again. Luckily he ignored the comment and opened the chart once again, glancing at it before focusing on her. "I had your medical records faxed over and from them I see that you were paralyzed from the waist down due to nerve damage because of a bullet wound correct?" Felicity felt as if that was over-simplifying things in a large way however she nodded, not wanting to go into a long babble about Damien Darkh or botched engagement nights. "However it shows that a bio-stimulant implant was placed that allowed you to walk again?" She nodded again, annoying herself now but knowing there was nothing else she could do. "It shows that a repair was done back about a month ago." Okay, she was done replying unless she heard him say something incorrect as the nodding was giving her an even larger headache than she already had. Plus, hearing him sum things up made her heart race a little. She hadn't even checked.

As smoothly as possible she moved her legs slightly under the thin blanket and let out an audible sigh of relief as she felt and saw them move. Well, that was one major thing off of her mind. "My worry due to your pregnancy is that due to the way your body will inevitably change that this may negatively affect the implant." She found herself nodding before the words truly sunk in. "Wait…my what?!"


TBC! Okay, so this is not my first fanfic by far but this is my first Arrow fic. I stumbled onto Arrow a few months back and quickly became addicted. Since then by the way I attended a convention to meet a bunch of the Arrow cast and it was all over from there. Of course the driving force behind my obsession was Felicity Smoak and the relationship that slowly built up over time between Felicity and Oliver Queen. This is an idea I've had since I watched the finale and since I hadn't seen anyone write a similar idea I figured I'd go ahead and do so. Let me know if you are interested or if I'm just writing for myself!