Oliver woke up with a pounding headache, he felt stiff as he laid in his massive king size bed, and he took in his surroundings noticing that he was in his room at the mansion. His sparkling blue eyes took in his room, it was his room but it looked at felt different. With his vision being blurry he managed to stand on his feet, he needed to get downstairs, needed a coffee, needed to head to the foundry to take some herbs. He noticed that he had sweats on, feeling his face he could feel a few cuts and bruises and a massive gash on his forehead. As he left his room, stumbling through the corridor, he noticed his hands, they seemed different, rougher, older, they felt weird.
"Hey" a voice came, Oliver looked up and noticed a young boy probably 14, 15 Oliver thought, the kid was wearing jeans and an oversized t-shirt, and he had dark brownish hair and big blue eyes. Those eyes he thought, he has seen them before. "Morning, o you ain't looking so hot old man" the boy laughed as he walked towards Oliver "Hey you still coming to the baseball game right? You did promise, don't forget" the boy laughed as he lightly punched Oliver in the arm.
Oliver stood shell shocked; he had no idea who this kid was, why he was in his home and why he thought he had baseball with him. "I'm kidding about the old man part lighten up" the boy joked as he turned around and walked away. Unable to find his voice Oliver followed the boy as he walked down the main staircase and towards the kitchen.
Oliver stood near the kitchen, he could hear voices, unrecognizable voices, this was not his home, well it was his home but it was being occupied by strangers. He pushed open the door and entered taking in the scene that was playing on in front of him.
"Hey man don't eat all the cereal" a voice came, Oliver looked at the young man who made the remark, again there was a young man maybe in his early 20s blonde hair blue eyes wearing dark blue jeans and a white shirt eating cereal, cereal from Oliver's container.
"Ohh cereal can I get some CoCo" this time the voice came from a blonde girl, curly hair blue eyes, she could possibly be Thea's age 18, 19 he thought.
"How many times have I told you to stop calling me CoCo, it was cute when you were little, not now" the young man eating the cereal said.
"You are not going to school like that are you" this time the voice came from a different person another boy same as the girl in age wise, yet again Oliver noticed the blondish dark hair and the big blue eyes. He turned his head and noticed the kid from the corridor; he took in the scene wondering who the hell these kids were in his kitchen.
"What is wrong with what I am wearing" the girl snapped back.
"Your dress is too short right" the boy said looking back to the young man eating his cereal.
"He is right, you need to change far too short" the young man said.
"Too, too short" the young boy from the corridor chipped in with a massive grin on his face.
The girl turned her head and noticed Oliver giving him a huge smile, this was it Oliver would confront these kids and find out why the hell they are in his house. "My dress is not that short right" the girl asked Oliver spinning on the spot to show him.
"What are you doing" Oliver asked, noticing the strain in his voice, his throat sore and thirsty.
"Asking if my dress is short, please say it's not short I like what I'm wearing really don't want to change" the girl said giving Oliver a pout.
"It's short" the boy eating the cereal exclaimed.
"No it's not" the girl bit back.
" T go and get the ruler we will measure how short it is" the young man said looking towards the boy.
"Dad it is not short right" the girl asked again.
"What did you call me" Oliver said looking confused, now he had four pairs of eyes on him.
"Yeah right" the girl laughed "Not that short right"
"Who are what are you doing in my house" Oliver asked his throat, his voice abandoning him in his attempt to put the fear of God into these kids.
All of a sudden before anyone could speak a pair of heels clicked their way towards the kitchen, Oliver looked at the woman that just appeared through the door, phone in hand, she wore a grey skirt with a black loosen jumper on top, her beautiful blonde hair fallen straight down the back of her neck, he would know this woman from anywhere he thought. He took in her appearance, she looked the same but something was different, the blonde woman closed her phone and looked around her, plastering smiles on everyone in the room, she locked with Oliver's eyes and gave a genuine smile. It was her, he thought, his Felicity.
"So is no one leaving for school then" she said in her loud voice.
"Dad" the blonde girl turned her attention back to her dad. "You said …"
Oliver turned his attention back to Felicity; he needed to speak to her find out what was going on. "Morning" Felicity said as she laid kisses on the top of all three boys' heads that were sitting at the kitchen counter. "Morning baby" she said to the blonde girl who leaned down for a peck on the lips. "Morning" she said to Oliver coming close she moved her nose with his "How's the head" she gently stroked his gash. A shocked Oliver Queen stood still, unable to form words, unable to give an expression, where was he, why was the girl calling him dad, why was Felicity so near him, what was going on.
"School now CoCo is driving now" Felicity says again in her loud voice, she looks at Oliver questioningly she can tell something is not right with him. She attempts to hurry the kids out so that she can speak to him; maybe he is hurt and doesn't want to show it in front of the kids.
"Mom seriously I am 23 I am trying to get rid of this nickname" the boy said as he leaned over a gave Felicity a peck on the cheek "By the way tonight I'm going home, my home" he walked over to Oliver and patted his chest with his hand "See you later Dad". However Oliver still did not move, he watched, observed, took notes but he did not say a word, he did not move, he did not make eye contact, he just stood there with a very concerned Felicity watching him.
"Bye dad, don't forget baseball" the corridor kid said "Bye mama" he kissed Felicity and headed out of the kitchen door.
"Hmm bye mama, later dad" the other young man said.
"Ok bye mom, dad" the girl said with a big smile on her face as she walked towards the exit.
"Erghmm change please far too short" Felicity said. The girl dropped her head back and ran up the stairs to get changed.
"I might as well be a nun" she shouted.
"It would make everything easier" the boy with the nickname CoCo yells.
"Oliver, are you ok, you don't look ok" Felicity says leaning her hand on Oliver's elbow, she looks worried she has never seen him like this before. "Hold on one second ok". "LOUIE" she shouts. "You had no breakfast and you are going to be late, get your butt down here mister". Oliver walked into the foyer and looks up at the staircase that Felicity is looking at. He looks around what was once his house, he notices pictures, pictures of the kids that have taken residents in his house, pictures with him in it, pictures of him and Felicity. His eyes move back to the stairwell as the pretty blonde girl comes down the stairs in jeans and a hoodie.
"Better" she girts her teeth.
"Much" Felicity smiles, Oliver notices that it isn't long for the girl to smile back at her mother and lean in for another peck on the lips. "LOUIE" Felicity screams yet again. Oliver notices another kid come down the stairs couldn't be older than 10 he thought. Same with the other children, Oliver notices the blonde strikes and the blue eyes. The kid looks like he had applied a bottle of gel to his hair, slicking in backwards, his ears poking out at each side, he is wearing jean shorts and an oversized stripy t-shirt and converses.
"I'm done, I'm done" he says, "Bye Mama, hey dad, bye dad" the boy says.
"Hmm bye baby love you" Felicity says as she cups the young boys jaw and pecks him too on the lips.
"Love you too" and he sprints towards the exit.
"Oliver" Felicity begins.
"How, how, when is it" he says.
"What do you mean" she replies now fearing the worst.
"The year"
"It's 2034" she says.
Oliver begins to laugh "No seriously" he says, watching her closely, he can always tell if she is lying, joking but right now he can tell that she is deadly seriously.
"That's impossible it's 2014" he says quietly taking a seat on the edge of the table in the hall.
"Oliver" she swallows as she approaches him "You hit your head last night but when you got home you were fine" she swallows again trying to hold back her tears. "Oliver …"
"It's 2034 and I'm what married to you, have five children" he states.
"Let me guess not what you were expecting" she tries to manage a smile but only ends up showing teeth.
"Felicity …"
