It had been an interesting couple of weeks to say the least. She was so used to it being just the three of them in the foundry, that the addition on Roy and Sara was a little overwhelming. She liked to think this was just because the space she felt most at home in was getting crowded, but in all honesty, she knew it was much more than that. She knew that eventually Oliver would have a relationship with someone; she accepted this and secretly hoped it'd never be Isabel. On one hand you can say she got her wish, Oliver and Isabel were not dating, hell, they barely spoke to each other. However, the alternative was worse, because regardless of who Oliver was with she knew that down here, in the foundry, she wouldn't have to deal with it. She always assumed that she'd be able to avoid his love life, because he would also keep his alter ego a secret.

By her calculation it took two days for Sara and Oliver to fall back into old habits, three days before she and Dig found out, and four day before the Lances were told. She couldn't even imagine what Laurel was feeling when she found out, she thought it was a mistake on both Oliver's and Sara's part to rekindle things. Were neither of them thinking of Laurel, the woman Oliver said time and time again that he loved, or the sister Sara came back to protect? Yes, she was jealous, she was woman enough to admit that to herself, but this wasn't about her.

She could put aside her own selfish reason for not liking their relationship and see the bigger picture… this was wrong. She felt she did a good job at hiding her dislike of Oliver's relationship, but she knew he picked up on it at times. Sara pretty much stayed out of her way and the few times she crossed the line by questioning Felicity's skills, she set her straight quickly. She didn't allow Oliver or Diggle question her job, she wouldn't allow Sara to. The beeping of her computer pulled her form her thoughts. I had been a pretty slow week for the Arrow, it seemed Starling city was calm for the moment. Expecting to see something from Iron Heights, she was surprised when the alert was from Sebastian Blood's campaign account. It seemed there was another wire transfer for one hundred and fifty thousand dollars, from the same bank. When the first one happened Oliver said it was normal, when the second one came through, Oliver said campaigns were expensive and it wasn't illegal. So felicity did her research and that amount of money from a single donor was not allowed, Oliver brushed it off, said he's seen people do worse. But this was the third wire transfer from the same account, almost half a million dollars. How would put that kind of money up for Blood to just be mayor?

Tracking the money to its source all she got was a company called Wintergreen. Further investigation came up flat, the company had no assets.

"Oliver," she called out, hoping he'd hear her over the noise of their training.

She felt him approach her from behind, "what's up? Did you get something for us to do besides patrolling?"

Turning in her chair to look at him, "yeah, I got another hit on Blood's account. It seems like the money is coming from a shell corporation, he's almost at half a million from the same donor." She told him, believing this would be enough for further investigation.

Oliver let out a sigh, they'd been over this a couple time already. He didn't understand her need to undermine Blood. So the guy had one big benefactor, big deal, he knew Starling's rich weren't lining up to donate to his campaign. "Felicity, I understand what he's doing is wrong, but I'm not going to attack the guy for doing what he needs to do to help save this city."

Felicity couldn't believe her ears, was he so blinded by his friendship with the guy he couldn't see that something wasn't right. "Oliver, half a million dollars in one month, come on. It's not just the amount, it's the fact that the money gets moved immediately and I can't track it. There is something really weird going on, I think Laurel was right, I think Blood is dirty."

There it was Oliver thought, Laurel. It was the first time Felicity mentioned his ex but he wasn't surprised. He knew that his relationship with Sara bothered her and it was probably more than just for Laurel's sake.

Grabbing her arm and pulling her aside so they wouldn't be overheard. "Felicity, I know things have been hard on you, and I know I should have taken your feelings into consideration before starting things with Sara. You're my rock, you're one of the most important people in my life and I don't want you to be uncomfortable. Sara and I have noticed that you've been a little closed off lately, I never wanted to hurt you. If things were different… if things were better, I'd do everything in power to prove I was good enough for you. But as things are, it's too dangerous. Sara, she can take care of herself-"

The heat that spread throughout Felicity's body and up to her face was not embarrassment, or elation at the fact that Oliver would want her under different circumstances. No, the heat she felt was pure rage. "Let me stop you right there," Felicity interrupted, "this has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with Sara. This is about Sebastian Blood and nothing else. Since you and Sara seem to think that you know what runs through my head, let me enlighten you. I don't like your relationship, at all. A couple of weeks ago you were worried about Laurel, who was the love of your life. The same Laurel that went to the hospital because she was drugged, but everyone assumed she over dosed. The same person that you, Sara, and Detective Lance have been trying to help, and your idea of helping her is dating the sister you cheated on her with, the sister she thought was dead. So no, Oliver, I don't like your relationship. I don't like the person that disregards all of that because he's lonely. That's not the man I know, that's not the man I care for. So excuse me for being disappointed in you, I'm human, I feel things like empathy, something neither of you seem to get. As for my feelings for you, please, get over yourself. The fact that you have reduced me to a lovesick woman who wants your attention because I have a small crush on you is insulting."

"I didn't mean to - "

"I'm not finished. You said that you were done having blind spots for people but Sebastian Blood is one of them."

Oliver rubbed his hand over his face, "I really didn't mean to upset you, or insult you. I respect everything you do here, Felicity. I'm sorry, sometimes I don't think before speaking."

"I'm going home for the evening; I want to be left alone. If some big bad comes along, I'm sure you four can handle it since all of you can take care of yourselves. I'm going to take my helpless self home and relax, for once."

"I didn't mean it like that - "

"I don't really want to hear it, Oliver." Felicity went back to her desk, grabbed her hand bag and tablet, and walked out before he could say another word. Getting into her car she knew that Oliver would never buy that Blood was dirty without more evidence, so she'd go to the one person who would believe her.

Oliver wanted to run after Felicity and apologize. He didn't even know why half of the things he said came out of his mouth. Felicity was always the one who believed in him, watching the disappointment wash over her face killed him. He didn't want to push her away, he didn't know why he said she couldn't take care of herself. She wasn't a fighter like Sara but she was stronger than anyone he knew.

"Hey, where did Felicity go?" Diggle asked, walking up to Oliver.

"We got into an argument over Sebastian Blood, she thinks he's up to something."

"And you think she's wrong," he stated, crossing his arms. "Have you allowed yourself to think that she may be right?"

"I thought you were convinced he was clean when Laurel was investigating him," he challenged.

Diggle let out a chuckle, "I've been known to be wrong before, Oliver. We all have."

Oliver wondered what Diggle thought about his relationship with Sara, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Everything okay," Sara asked, joining the two.

Pursing his lips, "I'll let your boyfriend enlighten you," he said before walking away.

Turning to Sara, "Felicity and I had a disagreement and she went home."

"I'm sorry, Ollie. I know seeing us together must be hard on her," she said, rubbing his back. "Maybe it'd be better for her to spend less time here… I mean the girl barely has a life away from you, maybe if she did it'd be easier for her to move on."

Stepping away from Sara, "I need Felicity here. We can't do what we do without her and if she decides that this," gesturing to the two of them with his hand, "is too much for her then we won't work." He said, trying to gauge her reaction.

Sara couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What? Are you seriously telling me that if she tells you she doesn't want us to be together, that we're done? You're going to let someone else tell you how to live your life?"

Oliver thought of what the alternative would be, and he didn't like it, but he also knew it'd never happen. "Relax, she told me she didn't care if we were together. She got upset because I refused to investigate Blood."

"Then why would you say that?"

"Because you were trying to manipulate me into pushing her away, and I'm letting you know it won't happen."

Sara watched him walk away. She couldn't believe he accused her of trying to get him to push Felicity away, she was just trying to help.

Felicity stood in front of the door, number 305. She hesitated, she didn't really know how her visit would be taken. Laurel didn't really know her and she probably thought the same thing everyone at QC did, that she slept her way to the top. She could go to Lance first, she told herself. Laurel may not even be in the condition to help her, what if all this did was send her further over the top.

But what if they were right and Sebastian was dirty, there was still a chance to expose him. Oliver wasn't willing to help her, Lance didn't believe his own daughter, this was her only choice.

She took a deep breath a knocked, hoping Laurel would answer.

The door swung open almost immediately, a pajama clad Laurel stared at her awkwardly.

"Let me guess," Laurel began to say, "Ollie was worried, but he's too busy with my sister to check on me himself so he sent his little secretary instead."

Felicity could tell that Laurel had been drinking, how much she had no idea. "Hi Laurel, I was would like to talk you about something." She said hoping the woman would invite her in and make things easy.

"Look, tell Ollie that I'm fine and to enjoy his time with Sara. I got all I need right here," she said pulling a bottle of wine she must have been holding behind the door.

"Oliver didn't send me, I'm sorry. I'm here because I need your help," she hoped Laurel wouldn't turn her away. She also hoped she wasn't too far gone and some coffee would sober her up.

Laurel laughed, someone need her help, yeah right. "Well, what can I do for you?"

"I believe you were right about Blood, he's up to something. Unfortunately, I don't have anyone to go to that would believe me, except for you."

Laurel stopped for a moment, she knew there was something wrong with Sebastian. Even after the unmasked her kidnapper, she wasn't convinced. Her gut told her she was right but she wasn't in a position where anyone would help her. She looked at the pretty blonde standing in front of her, clutching a laptop to her chest and she felt a little vindicated. Someone believed her, she wasn't crazy.

She opened the door so Felicity could walk through, "come in."

I told myself this would be a short drabble but it looks like it'll be a short multi-chapter. I had to get this out, I love the idea of Felicity and Laurel teaming up – two strong women, who are mistreated by the writers.

So I have many opinions about the last Arrow episode but this isn't the place to share them. I will say I was so disappointed in Sara and Oliver, both of them regressed as characters for me. It's not the sex that bugged me and it had nothing to do with Felicity because she and Oliver, so far, have only been friends. It was their mutual betrayal of Laurel, someone they both know is struggling, whose life has fallen apart. I really expected more from both of them; so needless to say, I'm pissed at the writers. Also, I love Olicity but I am a Laurel fan and have hated her treatment.

This will probably be an Olicity fic, but it will be mostly Laurel & Felicity working together.