This is a little story dedicated to my best friend, OliverSmoakingQueen. Neither of us liked the way 'The Return' turned out so as a little gift to her I have rewrote it and continued the story. Please note that the rest of the chapters will not follow the storylines of any of the other episodes.
I've known the first place I wanted to go to once I returned to Starling City since I left it. I've known the first person I wanted to see as well. Felicity. The last words I spoke to her have rung through my head thousands of times since I left, my last thought before passing out after being stabbed was her. I never wanted to leave her but I had to, for Thea. There were times whilst I was away when I wished I hadn't left, wished I had just agreed and stayed with her. Where would we be now?
I already know that she thinks I'm dead. I've already imagined her reaction when she finds out I'm actually alive and I just hope that it's as sweet in real life. I'm headed to her house now. I have no plans, no sweet and romantic speech thought out, no gifts or even a bottle of wine. I'm literally just going to turn up on her doorstep and show her that I'm alive.
I tentatively raise my fist and knock gently on her door. I hear her approach, from the soft sounds of her footsteps she's barefoot, and my heart beats faster, the blood pounding in my ears. I don't know if I'm nervous or excited about seeing her, probably a mix of both. The sound is so loud that I almost miss the sound of her deadbolt being unlocked. The door opens and reveals her beautiful form. Her hair falls over her shoulders in locks of bright blonde, spilling over her pyjama top and her bright blue eyes go wide when she sees me.
I hear her breath escape her in a rush as she flings herself into my arms, sobbing. My arms immediately encircle her waist and I pull her into me, our bodies moulding together perfectly.
"Shh. It's okay. I'm here. I'm alive" I whisper into her hair, kissing the top of her head after every sentence. She's trembling against me and I hold her tighter against me before she pulls back slightly and looks at me with a smile on her face. She's never looked more beautiful.
"I was so worried. I thought you were dead." She whispers, her voice hoarse. My heart breaks in that moment and I pull her against me once again.
"I'll never leave you again. I promise." I tell her pulling back and leaning down to capture her lips. She responds immediately and I am instantly regretting not doing this sooner.
She pulls me inside her apartment and closes the door. Words are no longer necessary, not right now. We'll need to talk about this in the morning but for now we have this moment and nothing is going to break it.