Authors Note: This is my first ever story so I would like to thank all of you for reading :) Any feedback is appreciated.

It had been two months since Felicity had last seen Oliver Queen. Her sighs at work and the lair had been noticed by Diggle and Ray but neither said anything. Diggle didn't want to bring it up because he missed Oliver just as much and Ray didn't want to talk about the reason why his girlfriend left him. She was left alone most of the time with her thoughts of how much she missed him. She and Diggle still worked on fighting crime in Starling but it just wasn't the same without him. Working in the lair didn't help either because everything in there was a reminder of him. Thea and Laurel tried to help but not much could stop her constant thoughts of him. She was trying to work and and fight crime like normal but it was easier said then done.

Today was like any other day in which she woke up late. While rushing around trying to get ready for work she suddenly felt sick. Felicity knew she couldn't stay home because that would mean she would have all day to think about Oliver. "Come on Felicity pull yourself together," she whispered in the mirror of her small bathroom. Truth be told she had been feeling sick all week but it had usually passed by late afternoon.

She did her hair and makeup, then moving to the kitchen to eat some toast that would hopefully quell the rolling of her stomach. She looked at the clock and saw that it was already 8:15. Damn she was already late to work and she was still wearing her fluffy pink pj pants and tight tank top.

She rushed into her closet forgetting all about her toast. She tried to pull on her tight red skirt but she couldn't zip it. Lately it felt like nothing she wore fit. She really needed to start going to the gym more often because some of her tighter dresses and skirts were no longer wearable. She finally pulled on a loose black skirt and a bright blue blouse. Rushing out of her closet she could smell burning toast and it all suddenly became too much.

She rushed into the bathroom barely making it before she lost the contents of last nights dinner into the toilet. She wiped her mouth and reached under the sink for some mouth wash. She was grasping blindly for it and in the processes spilled a box of tampons on the bathroom floor. Great, she thought, just one more reason why this day is already crap.

While picking up the box she saw that it was mostly unused. She had bought it right at the end of her last period and that had been awhile ago. She flicked her blond hair over her shoulder and wondered when exactly that had been.

Sudden realization dawned on her. It had been quite a long time, a little over two months, just before she went with Oliver to Nanda Parbat. "Oh shit!" she yelled dropping the box of tampons to the floor again. She immediately pulled out her phone to call Ray.

"Hey are you almost here," Ray said quickly into the phone.

"Actually I don't think I'm coming in today, I haven't been feeling well."

Ray paused for a moment his voice full of concern for her, "Alright I totally understand take all the time you need."

"Thanks Ray."

"Call me if you need anything Felicity," he said his voice faltering at the end.

After she hung up the phone she slid to the bathroom floor and sighed. Things had been weird between her and Ray ever since she came back from Nanda Parbat. Ray knew that she didn't love him but it didn't mean she hadn't cared about him at all. It was clear that he was still in love with her but that was an issue for another day.

Finally gathering her courage she picked herself off the floor and walked back to her closet, plugging her nose as she walked through the kitchen. She did not want to relive the smell of burning toast that made her puke. She changed into a pair of comfortable sweat pants and a t-shirt and then headed to the car.

Fifteen minutes later she was standing in the family planning section of the drugstore staring at the pregnancy tests. She had never felt more scared in her life. There were so many choices and she had no idea what to do. She wondered if she even wanted to know. She sighed again thinking to herself that running away and ignoring the problem wouldn't solve anything. She rationalized that it could be nothing maybe she was just really really late. Finally she picked three different tests and headed to the counter. Better to be sure than wondering if the first test was right.

She grabbed some chocolate and gum to try and make her purchase seem less weird and realized it probably made it worse as the cashier look at her. "Congratulations," the cashier said looking at her purchases, "I hope it all works out!" She was way to chipper for this early in the morning Felicity thought. She mumbled her thanks and walked out with her bag. She sat in the car wondering again if maybe she was freaking out for no reason.

As she pulled out of the parking lot as an asshole in a corvette drove by way to fast. She slammed on the breaks and honked her horn. As she finally caught her breath she realized that she had placed her hand over her stomach. "Don't be stupid," she said to herself, "you're fine." She made it the rest of the way home without incident finally locking herself in the bathroom and taking out the tests.

Two minutes later she set the timer on her phone and all there was left to do was wait. She sat on the bathroom floor and thinking about what she would do if she was actually pregnant. Oddly enough she wanted this baby. She knew that she may never see Oliver again but she was still so in love with him. If she was pregnant this baby would be a little piece of him that she could keep forever.

Fifteen minutes later her timer went off making her jump. She reached for the tests and they all gave her the same answer. She was pregnant. She was having Oliver Queen's baby.