So...DocWatson and I have been on a little hiatus, I apologize. I have a "new" job (same company, different location) which is much busier than the previous, but MUCH more rewarding. It also affords me the benefit of being able to telecommute as soon as I am up to speed on the workings...good news for BOTH Doc and I!
Anyway...here's the next installment of Story of Us (unfinished as of yet due to this current week's screw up on the actual show...trying to reconfigure MY final scene to fit canon...will try to finish/fix before the end of the day, but no promises! Enjoy!
Oliver came into the old Queen Consolidated factory three days later with a huge grin on his face. Tommy couldn't help but return that grin. It had been so rare since Oliver had gotten back that Tommy was immediately wary. Oliver looked around and saw that nobody was around. He walked straight up to Tommy and took his face in his hands and kissed him soundly.
Tommy was still slightly stunned by Oliver's affection for him, so it took him a few moments to react. But in his hesitation, he missed the opportunity. Oliver was pulling back from the kiss before Tommy could wrap his arms around him.
"Hello, you," Oliver said quietly and then backed away as they heard voices coming from the front of the building.
"Hey yourself," Tommy said in return, his smile slightly sad at the fact that the kiss had been so brief.
"So, I am having a Christmas party at my house," Oliver said without any segue.
"Cool!" Tommy said with a grin, "Your family-"
"Stopped having them after I disappeared, I know," Oliver said, his smile faltering slightly, "But I'm back now and we're going to re-start the tradition."
"That's awesome, Oliver," Tommy said, reaching out tentatively to grab his hand. He groaned as he saw two workmen come around the corner of some old equipment and let his hand drop back to his side.
"Of course," Oliver said with a small smile, understanding Tommy's frustration, "I want you to be there."
"Of course," Tommy smirked, "wouldn't miss it for a thing! Man, the times we used to have at those parties!"
"Oh yeah," Oliver said on a laugh, "the number of times you got me in trouble with Dad!? I remember those!"
"But we had fun, right?" Tommy asked, a small crease of concern between his eyebrows.
"Oh yeah," Oliver replied on another laugh then sobered, "You can bring Laurel, if you want."
"Really?" he asked, "That's okay with you?"
"Yeah," Oliver said quietly, his voice dropping so the two workmen could not hear him, "We need to keep up appearances. And if I am happy to see both of you there, people will assume I'm happy the two of you are together."
Tommy nodded, "Makes sense."
Oliver then stepped back a little further and said, "Saturday night. Eight o'clock. I look forward to seeing you, Tommy."
You all know the routine! Gonna leave it at that so we can add the next chapter!