This has been floating around in my head for weeks and I finally decided to try and write it down. I thought of this when I listened to the Dr. Who Prom on BBC3 radio on the internet. All mistakes are mine.

More notes at the bottom.

Naturally the characters of DC comics and CW television are not mine.

Requiem for a Hero

Flashback

Quite by accident Oliver discovered that Felicity was a violin virtuoso. It happened after the Dodger incident. He had gone back to her condo to make sure she was okay. He started to knock on her front door when he heard her playing. At first he thought it was a CD playing but then he heard her stop and start and then she began rambling and started again. What he heard floored him it captured every nuance of the bomb on her neck to the chase to get the detonator to the release of the bomb collar. He also could feel her anguish and fright of the after effects. He never knocked. He knew when she had worked out her troubles when she played a light airy piece. He returned to her home each time one of their missions went wrong or was too emotional. Finding Walter was a particularly emotional piece. As she played he felt the long journey that they took in finding him and then freeing him. It soothed Oliver's soul and he felt it must have soothed hers as well. There were many nights he would stop by in hopes that she was playing just to express joy and if he was lucky he enjoyed those as well. After the fall of the Glades he dropped by and heard nothing but a sobbing Felicity. He peeked into the window and found her holding a crushed violin. It was if that was the final blow to his brain and heart. He left without the balm to his soul he had become so used to. He couldn't take it anymore.

Returning to Starling City and to Queen Consolidated was more of a shock to Oliver then he had thought. He saw Felicity but she was different not the bright light he was hoping for. It was if the light had been turned off. He knew his leaving was part of it but he couldn't figure out what the real reason was. He knew he needed to light the spark to get her brightness back.

Everyone was telling him he needed to do benefits for the Glades and he agreed. It hit him that maybe he could get Felicity involved in one of them. He picked up his phone and made a call to JB and asked him if he could possibly headline a benefit for him. He said yes and they set a date for a month later.

Oliver went down to Felicity's office and asked if he could speak to her privately for a few minutes. She was still angry that he had left without a word but she agreed to listen. He laid out his plan for JB and he could see the light in her eyes brighten. "You want me to set up the concert with my most favorite violinist in the entire world? I've never done anything like this before," she said. "Well if you want me to give it to someone else…"Oliver said. "No, no I'll do it but don't you have PR for this" Felicity replied. "Yes, I can get them to help you but you will be in charge," he said. She asked, "Why?" "He's a friend of mine and I want him to be treated special and the only person I could think of was you," Oliver said looking her straight in her eyes. "I happened to go to the Dr. Who Proms while I was away and…" Felicity yelped, "I heard it on BBC3 radio on the internet. I have to admit I am so jealous." Oliver smiled he wasn't going to tell her he went because he was missing her and he knew she loved Dr. Who. "Okay, I'll do it," she said. He gave her the date and said he would get back to her with JB's information.

He returned to his office and called JB back and told him it was set and told him about Felicity. He told him that she was a great violinist as well as how her violin was destroyed. He let him know he wanted to get her a new one and JB told him he wanted to hear her play first and then he would get her one that would fit her level of play. Of course Oliver would pay for it. JB asked if he and Felicity would meet him next week in New York City as he was doing a concert there with The New York Philharmonic Orchestra. They worked out the details and talked some more about Felicity and he hung up.

He went back down to Felicity's office and saw her lost in her dreams and smiled. He stood there waiting for her to come out of it and when she did she jumped when she realized he was standing there, "Oliver why are you back here?" "JB asked that we attend one of his concerts in New York City next Thursday. He wants to talk to you about how you two would present the benefit." "What? When?" Her heart was fluttering. "Next Thursday. We'll leave here Thursday morning and return Friday afternoon. Are you okay with that?" he asked. "Yes, What will I wear?" she wondered. "I'll get you a dress for the concert but just your normal clothes for all the rest," he replied. "What about my work?" she asked. "This is work," he smiled. "Oh yeah right. Okay then," she grinned.

A million thoughts went through her head. What she should take with her and what the theme of the concert should be. Then she thought of her smashed violin. It took a little of her pleasure away but knowing she would be hearing JB next Thursday helped. I wonder if I could show him my Requiem for a Hero?

Thursday

They arrived at the concert hall and went to meet JB. Felicity was very nervous about the meeting. He turned out to be just as nice as Oliver promised. He saw her looking at his Stradivarius violin and asked her if she would like to play it. Her eyes gleamed and she reverently picked it up. Her hand touching the violin and her eyes closed. She held if for almost a full minute before she was able to breathe. JB was observing her the entire time. She picked up the bow and then made sure the violin was in tune and played a few notes. She closed her eyes again and started playing Tomaso Antonio Vitali's Chaconne in G Minor. The hall went quiet as everyone stopped what they were doing and listened. When she finished the hall erupted in applause. She was surprised but happy. She hadn't played in almost six months and it felt like heaven to her. Joshua smiled and asked who had trained her and she told him that her mother had until she died when Felicity was sixteen. He kept looking at her and asked, "Was your mother Meghan Ziloviche by any chance?" "Yes, How did you know that?" she replied. "I have her recording of that piece and it is my favorite. Your technique and nuances are so much like hers," he replied. Tears welled up in her eyes as she asked, "You actually have a recording of my mother playing the violin? "Yes, I have several, why?" he asked. "I don't have any," she said. "I'll get a copy made and give it to you this evening," he smiled.

JB then asked her, "By any chance do you still have The Gypsy?" "No, I sold it when I was twelve to pay for the hospital bills. She had a slow moving debilitating cancer and I ended up having to put her in a nursing home when I was fourteen," she replied. "Who took care of you? He asked. "I took care of myself and was emancipated at fourteen," she replied. "Have you played for anyone?" he asked. "Just myself and the patients at the nursing home." She replied. "I think you are even better than your mother," he said. "I appreciate that but I do it for myself. I lost my violin in the earthquake so haven't played in a while. I've decided to give it up," she said. "What? No you can't do that there is genius behind your work," he said. She laughed at that then queried, "Could you look this piece over? I was thinking I could arrange this with a choir and have you play it."

While they were talking the musicians in the orchestra were slowly filing in to begin their practice session with JB. The conductor had already heard Felicity play her first piece and wanted to hear her original piece. He had everyone sit in the back of the music hall.

JB looked at Requiem For a Hero, read the notes she had made and asked his pianist to accompany Felicity while she played it for him. When she finished she was emotionally exhausted.

The silence in the music hall was interspersed with crying. Even the pianist was crying. JB was astounded, "You must play that at the benefit. It sounds like what your city went through. Have you written anything else?" "A few things, one I wrote for my mother. It made her happy," she replied. "Could I hear that?" he asked. "Don't you need to practice for tonight?" she asked. "Yes, but it can wait. Please play your piece," he said. She took a deep breath to compose herself and began playing. The entire piece was about love. There was joy hope and love played and again the audience composed of mostly the orchestra gave her a standing ovation when she finished. Felicity was amazed and happy. Joshua was simply stunned, "You have proven to me that you are better than your mother. You were fantastic." He came up to her and gave her a hug, "just fabulous." The conductor and the First and Second Chair violinists came up to shake her hand and told her how wonderful she was. Oliver had come back from his business and felt like a proud father. He knew she was good but had not realized just how good.

JB whispered in Felicity's ear, "You are in love with Oliver aren't you?" "Why do you say that?" she asked nervously. "It's as obvious as the nose on your face and they way you played your Journey of O. I read your notes," he smiled. "Oh, don't let him know please," she asked. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me but I think he's in love with you as well. Have you seen the way he looks at you?" JB asked. Felicity laughed, "It will never happen."

Oliver walked on stage at that point and shook JB's hand and asked how it went with Felicity. She walked backstage with the conductor so she could ask him a few questions. JB told Oliver about The Gypsy, her mother's Stradivarius, and why Felicity sold it. It came as no surprise to Oliver that she would do it. She always thinks of others rather than herself. He asked how he could get his hands on it. JB offered to try and find it. Oliver told him to buy it and send it to him. He did not care how much. JB smiled knowing now that he was right about Oliver and Felicity.

Oliver and Felicity enjoyed the concert and returned to Starling City the next day. He had to admit that the shine in her eyes was back. Playing the Strad went a long way in helping her.

2 Days Before the Concert

Felicity and Diggle drove to the airport to pick up JB. They were surprised to see several other individuals come with him. He told them not to worry they would get their own car and he would come with her. She told him that they could all stay at the Queen Mansion for which he was grateful. She hurriedly sent a text to Oliver to let him know not realizing he already did. When he got the text he laughed thinking how frazzled it must be making her. She would appreciate it later.

When Oliver arrived at the Mansion he came upon Felicity who looked like she was about to lose it. He stopped her and put his hands on her shoulders and told her to relax. She looked so dazed. When he saw JB he raised his eyebrow in question and JB nodded.

Dinner that night was a pleasant affair. Two extra guests were on hand, Diggle and Carly. There was electricity in the air as if everyone was expecting something. Felicity couldn't put her finger on it but she felt it. Oliver clinked his wine glass at the end of the meal and stood up. "Felicity I want to thank you for all the work you have put in to make this benefit great. I have heard only remarkable things about you. In appreciation for all your hard work I would like to give you a gift." Everyone at the table was smiling in anticipation of her reaction. She looked around embarrassed by all the attention, "We don't know if it will work yet." "Felicity you are taking care of it of course it will work," replied Oliver.

One of the men that had arrived with JB came over to her and handed her a violin case. She opened it and gasped and touched the violin and then picked it up and held it to her chest and started crying. "How did you find this? How did you know?" "I've been listening to you play since the night of the auction of the Spanish brooch," he said. "Why didn't you ever say anything?" she asked. "I thought you would stop playing," he replied.

JB asked her to play the piece she wrote for her mother. She looked down on the violin and stared at it with a smile on her face and then made sure it was in tune. She tried a few runs then began playing the tribute to her mother. She was barely able to get through it because she was crying thinking about her mother and about getting the violin back. The tears of joy were for Oliver for getting the violin back to her. When she finished the gentleman who had handed the violin to her told her it was hers. He explained that he was holding it for someone who could play it the way her mother had. He would donate the money to the Glades charity because he knew the violin had the right person playing it again.

Note: I have a second chapter about the music and the charity concert if you are interested. Not quite finished but I will if you want it!