Hi guys, this is my first fanfic ever, so be kind. Also, I am German, so don't be too harsh on my writing. Kyra

Worries

Felicity was sitting in her chair, nervously tapping her fingers.

It had been almost nine minutes since she had heard a thing from Diggle, Roy or Oliver. It practically drove her insane.

She had thought the plan was stupid to begin with, three men against half a warehouse full of thugs and really, really dangerous people with guns? At least she didn't have to worry about Roy. He was basically the Hulk in a nicer body. But what were the odds that the other two of them made it out there alive? She didn't even go with 'unharmed' anymore, because they came back to the verdant with a couple of cuts, bruises every night. Once a week there'd be a stab or a gunshot wound, but they always shrugged it off.

Typical.

Meanwhile Felicity only ever got to play tech support or nurse. She preferred the former.

It's not like she had any desire to go out there herself, because she had done that and it never ended pretty. But she couldn't always let the boys be the only one in danger.

She hated waiting for them to return. Hated to see them hurt. Hated worrying so much. But she couldn't help it.

Felicity wasn't like Sara. She wasn't a fighter, she was a thinker. Maybe she should ask Diggle for some extra training when they came back. Or maybe she could start visiting the karate dojo that opened two blocks from her apartment. If she was a bit more reliable in her fighting skills, maybe she could at least wait inside a car not too far away. She could definitely be a getaway driver.

Yeah, maybe she should ask Oliver about that. But she would have to get another car. Her mini did not have the capacity for Diggle, Roy and Oliver.

That's when she heard the heavy steps come down the stairs.

Felicity jumped up to see Roy and Oliver steady an unconscious Digg.

"What happened?", she asked, trying really hard not to freak out. This was just a usual Saturday night, she was used to it by now. At least she pretended she was.

"He's okay, Felicity. He got hit over the head. He'll be fine," said Oliver as he and Roy laid Diggle on the table.

"Oh, okay. So, everything's alright? The mission was a success?", Felicity didn't try to hide the surprise in her voice. The three of them new, that she had not been a fan of the plan.

Roy nodded, "The police arrived, we left. Everything went as planned."

The blonde didn't answer. She wanted to say, that storming the warehouse and beating the criminals inside until the police arrived was not a plan. But they'd already argued about that a few hours before.

"So, is anyone hurt?", she asked instead scanning over Olivers and Roys bodies.

"A few scrapes. It's nothing," Oliver assured her with a slight smile, "You can go home for the night."

Felicity could see that he was exhausted. So was Roy. But they weren't going to leave until Diggle woke up.

"Nah, it's fine, I have some updates that need to be installed. Oh and Roy, Thea has been looking all over for you," she said pointing at one of the monitors where Thea Queen standing behind the bar, checking her cell phone again and again.

"Oh shit, I am on shift tonight," the boy in the red hood screamed, "I've got to go upstairs, or I won't have a job or a girlfriend anymore."

With that Roy ran up the stairs and twenty seconds later could be seen on the monitor talking to Thea.

"You should go home, too. Your mother must be worried, you slept here the last two nights. I'll stay with Digg until he wakes up," the IT girl exclaimed as Oliver approached her.

The vigilante nodded, "Maybe I should. You call me, when something's up, okay?"

He put a hand on her shoulder and gave her an almost smile, that made her smile rays of sunshine back at him.

"Of course, now change and go home!", she chirped as she sat back down in front of her computers and started typing on the keyboard.

And so he did, but not without feeling guilty about leaving her down there.

She always did this. She always took on his work, his responsibilities.

Hell, if it wasn't for her he would not be CEO of Queen Consolidated anymore. She almost did all of his work in the office and when it came to hood related work she always did more than was actually needed.

He knew that she felt like she didn't do enough. She blamed herself for his and Diggle's injuries, but he couldn't convince her that it wasn't her fault. So he let her keep working hard, because Oliver knew that she did it to compensate the fact, that she wasn't in the field.

But she didn't realize just how important her work was for the team and for him.

He wished she had a little more self-confidence, wished she wouldn't worry so much, but he knew she wouldn't change, and he wouldn't want her to.

He liked the nerdy IT girl. Perhaps a little too much, which was probably one of the main reasons he was so happy to have her as far away from the field as possible.

But he wouldn't tell her that.

He sighed as he made his way to his car. He didn't necessarily want to go home, but Felicity was right, his mother would worry, and Thea would come home later that night, too. Maybe they could have breakfast in the morning.

But he actually hoped that Felicity would call him before that to tell him, that he had to come back.

No matter what, but the basement beneath the verdant always felt like home for him. Maybe more than the mansion ever would feel.

To be continued...