A/N: This is my first One-shot I hope you like it. It's not really a big plot type story, but I had an idea and went with it. Review if you like, I have a few other Ides for a One-shots. Feel free to check out my other story: One Step Forward Two Steps Back.

*Current day*

Felicity sat in her chair on the top floor of Queen Conciliated. She hated her job here, but couldn't deny the view was spectacular. With her back to her desk all her attention was on the magnificent sunset, and the various shades of pink, orange, reds, and purples that painted the night sky. She couldn't see this side of the city from lower levels. She couldn't see the sun slowly set on the horizon and the sky grow dark. And she defiantly couldn't see the city come alive. Before she took her job here, as Oliver's Executive Assistant, she had never noticed the city and all of its splendid beauty. The way the orange building lights flood the city streets and the Christmas lights turned on in the trees that so gracefully lined the sidewalk. Cars sped one way and the other, people going home after a long day of working, and other people coming to their night jobs after a long day of resting.

There was only one building taller than Queen Conciliated that she could see from her window she watched as all the lights on that building went out. She temporarily got very concerned and scooted to the edge of her desk, but before she could do anything further some of the lights started coming back on, only the lights were red now, and they formed the shape of a heart on the side of the building.

`She relaxed into her chair and thought about two people sitting down in the city deeply in love; she pictured a sweet marriage proposal to go with the gorgeous light display. This is why she has two jobs. This is why she works her butt off here only to go down into a dingy, poorly lit basement and work her butt off some more. It wasn't so she felt good about herself, or so she could sleep soundly knowing she saved some one's life. It was for the people who scurried around going to and from work, the lovers eating in the restaurant, the families in the park, and the old lady sitting on the bench she has to pass everyday on her way to work.

She remembered when she was one of those people. Pleasantly oblivious of the internal wars going on in the city. Walking to her car which she had to park in a parking garage a few blocks away. Lowly IT assistants didn't get VIP treatment like the CEO's Executive assistant. That was a major plus side of her job now. But she still couldn't stop the memories from flooding her brain, her eyes stay fixated on the night sky and the red heart shape glow that covers the city, but her mind is a million miles away…. Think about the day her life changed forever.

*Flash back*

Felicity's feet pounded on the pavement, she was late again! She couldn't believe herself; she had so much paper work to turn in and computers to fix, She ran inside flustered.

"Hi Ben," She says as she tries to steady her hand long enough to swipe her security card to move past the front desk. "Hello there, Sweet heart." Ben told her. Ben was a senior worker; he was going on 72 but refused to retire. "What would I do? Feed the birds? I hate birds. Read the newspaper? Whatever I read makes me mad, and my blood pressure rises too high. I can't even sit on porch and yell at the neighbor kids, because none of my fellow senior neighbor's kids ever visit them. So I'm going to keep working." What he really meant was "I can't be home alone; I miss my wife too much." She had passed away a few years ago and that when he decided to come back to work.

She tried to sift the items in her hand: A laptop, a stack of papers a few manila envelopes, some file folders, her purse, and her ID card. "Here," he said pressing a button from behind the desk he was sitting at, "I happen to know you are going to be late for a particular meeting with you supervisor If you aren't in there in five minutes." The little green light flashed as she pushed her way through the turnstile. "You are a life saver Ben." She said and scurried down the hall to the elevator. She had been telling Ben about this meeting coming up where she and her supervisor had to prepare an expense report and talk about cutting costs, which essentially meant firing all nonessential personal. She was worried about Ben's status but when she mentioned it to him her just shrugged. "The I guess I'll just sit here and do it for free." He had said.

Felicity sat down at her desk. The meeting was over and they only had to fire a few of the paid interns or reduce their status back to unpaid intern. However, that left her with a lot of paper work. She clicked her pen on the desk and put the end of it in her mouth. She had once tried to stop the habit but once she had become aware of it, she started to do even worse things, like click a pen until someone takes it from you, or pop her lips, or click her tongue. She never trusted her lips. Always saying unreliable things, her stupidly dirty brain always ruining her conversations or embarrassing her to the point of no return. She swiveled in her chair to review the papers she had collected when she heard someone walk into her cubical. "Hey Sweetheart, Ready to go?" It was Ben. He was referring to their lunch plans; she always had lunch with him. (She paid for the both of them of course. But he always paid for dessert)

She ran her finger through her pony tail, She was tired and really needed to finish this ridiculously long task that had been set before her.. "You know what, Ben? I have a lot of work to do. Like a lot. But, if I get it most of it done I'll go to dinner with you tonight." Why not? It's not like she had anything better to do. She didn't have any time for men; she was too busy trying to acquire a raise. "No, problem Sweetie, I'll see you at seven then."

She turned her attention back to her papers slowly reading them. "See you at seven." Those were the last words she heard, as she dived back into her work. It was still relatively early in the day and she wasn't hungry yet so she had awhile. She kept reading her reports and chewing her pen until she heard someone clear his throat. She didn't realize that the next words she heard were going to change her world forever, "Felicity Smoak? Hi I'm Oliver Queen."

*Current day*

"Felicity," She heard his voice. The voice she loved the voice that gave her an opportunity to do something to improve the city she loved so dearly. She turned to see Oliver looking at her with a slight smile. "Ready to go save the city?" He said extending his arm. "Ready." She said linking arms with her boss/partner in crime. He led her to elevator and let go of her arm. It was one thing to link arms in the privacy of your office, Even if you were only friends. There was no reason to add fuel to the fire, fire being the rumor about her sleeping with her boss to get a promotion. And fuel…. Well, holding his arm and escorting her out of the building was sort of a big deal. All of her fellow employs had quit talking to her, except for one. "Goodnight Ben." She said passing the security desk. "Good night doll!" He called after her. "Still on for lunch tomorrow?" He asked. She stopped and gave him a large grin. "I can't wait."