The smell of my brother's blueberry pancakes woke me up. Lincoln makes the best pancakes in the world I thought to myself as I heard him and Michael get into it again. They alway's are arguing about how many portions Michael can have because of the sweetness of the blueberries affects his diabetes. I laughed and got out the outfit I picked out the night before. The first day of being the ADA had finally come and I was ready. I decided on a black pants suit and flats because I would be walking all day. I heard my dad screaming at the boys to stop fighting and that the pancakes were burning. Putting up my hair I noticed a funny marking on the side of my head. I went to touch it and it vanished. Rubbing my eyes I told myself I needed to get more sleep. Just as I was exiting my room I got pummeled by my younger sister Sara. "Hey Sara watch it" I said as I kept myself from going down the staircase. She turned and smiled wickedly and ran down the stairs. I heard her tell Lincoln that she was ready for blueberry pancakes. I regained my footing and headed downstairs. Everyone was sitting and ready for pancakes so I sat down next to Michael and waited as well. "Hey Michael" I said. "Hey Laurel, Lincoln will only give me two pancakes because he says that it would hurt my health to have anymore" Michael said in a whiny voice. I turned to Lincoln and said "hey give the man a third pancake, it won't kill him". Smiling at Michael, I listened as Lincoln grumbled and put on another pancake. Sara and Michael both snickered but my dad didn't look happy. Lincoln brought a big platter of pancakes over and plopped three down on each of our plates except for my dad who always got four. Lincoln and Michael started talking about their architecture business and their next job while my dad and Sara were discussing her next fashion line based off Nyssa's fashion. Nyssa is Sara's fiancé and the leader of an assassin guild. That took my dad time to get used to but he has warmed up to the idea. I just sat and ate my pancakes and wondered how the first day at my new job would be. I was used to being a defense lawyer for those who needed help but I've switched my career path and now I'm prosecuting. After my brothers unfair treatment at the hands of a corrupt prosecutor I wanted to clean the house and this is the first step towards that.

I thanked Lincoln for a wonderful breakfast and gave my dad a kiss on the cheek and headed out to what might be a very positive and fulfilling career. I got into my car, turned the switch and clunk, the engine died. "Ah crap" I said out loud as I headed back inside. I called the tow truck to have the car taken to a mechanic and I got lucky and Sara let me borrow her car for the day. I took a deep breath and told myself that cars can be unreliable and that wasn't any sort of ominous sign.

I pulled into my space at the DA's office and headed in. I made sure to get out my security card before I reached the check point. The officer scanned it and looked up at me. "Oh shit" I said to myself "what now"? The guard tried the card again and I got the same look. "Ma'am you security badge isn't passing clearance. Please wait here while I check on this". I nodded and sat down. I wanted to scream and curse but I didn't. The guard came back and apologized and said "the card hadn't been properly made. I got you this new one and your good to go" he said and handed me the new badge. I thanked him and headed inside. Another breath and another pep talk about how this wasn't a bad sign, it was just another hiccup to get over.

I found the DA and let him know I was there. "Ah Mrs. Lance please let me show you to your office. I already have the case files I would like you to go through. If you could read them, analyze them and digitize them by the end of the day I would be so grateful" he said as we headed towards my office. I knew that he wasn't asking me to try and get the work done, he was telling me it had to be done. I thanked him for showing me to my office and he headed back to his. The view was beautiful. I could see my dads precinct from here. I also had a brand new all pine wood desk and a brand new computer, laptop and tablet waiting for me. The chair was the softest thing I have ever sat myself down into. I spun it once and then reminded myself that I had a ton of work to do before I left that day.

I picked up the first file on the desk. It was a petty theft crime and mostly open and shut. I didn't even know why this was in the prosecutors office anyway. I put that one aside. That would be handled by a judge and a quick sentencing. The next file was an ongoing murder case that the DA was putting together. As I read through it I found discrepancies in the argument. This wouldn't stand in court at all and if the DA wanted to win this one he had to put it together better. I got out the scanner and went to start up the computer. It was working fine until the main screen came up. It kept flashing "error". "Dammit" I said out loud and then hoped no one heard. I checked the phone directory and found tech support. I dialed the extension and waited while a bad rendition of Elvis Presley's heartbreak hotel played. I wanted to slam the phone against the wall but kept my cool. After twenty minutes on hold a guy that sounded half asleep answered the phone. "What can we help you with" he said in between yawning. I took a deep breath and said "my computer keeps flashing error on the main screen. I have rebooted the damn thing four times and the same thing happens". He yawned again, which made me want to go down and shove the phone where the Sun didnt shine but again took that deep breath and that's when he said "alright I will send up a tech person as soon as one is free. Shouldn't be more that twenty minutes" and then he hung up. I was guessing he did as much work as he could muster. I sat back and decided to keep reading through the file as I awaited the tech guy to finish his nap and get to my office.

I was just starting to read through the file when I heard a knock at my door. That was fast I thought to myself. I got up and opened it expecting the yawning guy from the phone but I was dead wrong. In front of me stood a goddess. She had long, beautiful blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. She wore a very beautiful red dress with a slit in just the right place to give u a peek. The glasses she wore fit her face perfectly and she had a beautiful smile.

I shook myself out of my shock and introduced myself "I'm Laurel Lance, I'm the new ADA, I just started today" I reached out to shake her hand. She shook my hand which sent electric waves up and down my spine and said "my name is Felicity Smoak and I just started here as well. I used to work IT for Queens Consolidated but left after Walter Steele did." Her voice sounded like an angel's. I had heard that Steele left the company shortly after the prodigal son returned from his horrific adventure on an island and was presumed dead for 5years. I smiled and said "I'm glad your here because my computer is not working. All I keep getting is an error message no matter how many times I reboot the stupid thing." She flashed that beautiful smile and said "let's take a look at this shall we" and she headed towards the computer. I just stood and watched. Her body moved like a woman on the cat walk showing off the newest fall fashions. I was off in my own head when I heard "Mrs. Lance you might want to take a seat this might take awhile." Felicity said. I wondered over to the chair next to her's and sat down. I could smell her perfume and it was beautiful. "Please call me Laurel" I said for absolutely no reason at all. She flashed that smile and said "alright Laurel, we shall get started" and hearing her say my name made my heart skip a few beats.

I watched as her delicate but fast moving fingers opened code page after code page. It was like she didn't even have to stop and read it because she already knew what was going to pop up on the screen. As time went by I got even more amazed with the skills she possessed. Not only did she continue to work on the problem but she explained what was going on to me as well without missing a beat.

Finally, about two hours later, much to my disappointment she got the computer fixed. She leaned back in the chair and let herself relax. I felt those electric waves run up and down my spine again. I had never felt this way with a women before but it felt right. I watched as she took a drink from her water bottle and sat the chair up. Every movement she made was purposeful and never wasted. She started to get up. I didn't want her to go but I couldn't find any other reason to make her stay or put off work any longer. As she walked to the door I exclaimed "would you like to have dinner at my place tonight Mrs. Smoak"? She turned around and said with her hands on her hips "I would love to Laurel but you have to promise to just call me Felicity". I nodded and she jotted down her phone number and I gave her mine. We said goodbye at the door to my office, it was the hardest thing I had ever done. I watched as she entered the elevator and disappeared behind the doors.

I went back to my desk and slumped down into my chair. I could still smell her perfume lingering and it drove me crazy. I didn't want to work. I wanted to jump in that elevator and chase Felicity down. Alas, I choose professionalism and my job and started to scan that file. I was just filing it all by date and relevance when a message popped up on my screen. "Stay away from Felicity Smoak or you will be punished" and with that the screen went dead. This time though when I rebooted it the computer worked just fine. I kept replaying that message in my head. Why would someone threaten me for knowing Felicity? Maybe it was just a cruel joke by one of my new coworkers. Prank the new girl. I laughed it off and continued to do my job. The rest of the day went fast as I had about ten more files to sort through, which all but a couple even seemed worth a DA's time. One of the few that kept my interest was a bust over in Central of two criminals with pretty fancy guns. I took a look at the picture and it almost sent me to the floor. They looked exactly like Lincoln and Michael but they weren't. "Leonard Snart and Mick Rory, bank thieves" I read out loud trying to make sense of it but unfortunately my mind kept wondering back to Felicity and the fact they were having dinner that evening. A part of me was nervous about that eerie message but I let it just be a thought in the back of my mind just like the picture of the two doppelgängers of my brothers. I had never been a clock watcher but that afternoon I couldn't stop looking at itI looked at the clock for the hundredth time. It was finally five. I gathered up all my things and headed out to my car. I called Lincoln to let him know we were having guests and to make extra dinner, again I heard him grumbling about last minute notices as he hung up the phone. Laughing to myself I threw my belongings in the front passenger seat and headed home, excited and scared all at once.

The drive home was long and full of questions that couldn't be answered. I drove right past my house, twice. I finally got myself parked in the driveway and headed inside. I couldn't wait until Felicity got here. I looked at my phone, Felicity had texted and said she would be here in thirty minutes. I ran upstairs and redid my hair and makeup and then headed back downstairs to help with any final prep for dinner and to get everyone caught up to speed on what was going on. Sara and Nyssa mostly just sat and watched me run around like a chicken with its head cut off. Sara came over and put her arm around mine and said "Laurel, you have been on a thousand dates, don't worry this won't be any different". I looked at her and said "what if she doesn't feel the same way, what if she gets here and when she finds out I have feelings for her she gets disgusted and leaves" Sara stopped me. "What if a plane fell through our roof right now" she said "life is full of what if's don't let that stop you from tackling the monster in the dark". I hugged and thanked her for helping me out. She just smiled and went and sat next to Nyssa again. Dad got home just in time because Felicity would be there any minute. I heard him go upstairs and change into dinner attire. He came downstairs and was all smiles. I think he was worried I would become obsessed with work and never find someone. I ignored his pessimism about my personal life and also made a mental note to ask him about those Snart and Rory characters in Central. "Ding ding" I heard the doorbell say. She was here. What now? God I had been on so many dates before why was this one so hard? Why was my heart beating so fast? I stopped asking myself stupid questions and went to answer the door.