A Brief Lapse of Adjustment.
Summary: Mia is two, she's a smart beautiful baby, super smart, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes with glasses. This is the story where Oliver and Felicity bring home their son Tommy, for Mia to
meet. Trouble arises... M rated.
Note: I wrote this on my phone, expect errors.
They'd both agreed that the Labour was not some place to have a toddler, an inquisitive one as little Mia Felicity Queen. Two years ago, they'd both welcomed their daughter into the world, it was pretty surreal how they managed to do that in Ivy Town, bring her back into their life in Star City and survive Darhk and his attempts.
Though that proved difficult, they pulled through their issues, and continuously worked to better themselves for their precious daughter. Throughout the summer break, Oliver and Felicity married, Mia had recently turned two and things were good. Beside felicity was heavily pregnant with their son.
Now that had all changed, she had given birth just three days ago and had spent a few days in hospital to care for little Tommy Robert Queen, like with Mia, John and his wife Lyla became godparents. No one Oliver and Felicity trusted more.
Finally after the long birth and stay in hospital, Tommy was brought into the home he and his wife shared, he was in Oliver's arms, Felicity had her cotton jumper tucked into her hands and a tired smile along her face as she watched the little two year old come sprinting.
"Ma! Ma!" She grinned her arms up wide as they could be, Felicity found herself scooping her daughter up with a big grin. Oliver looked down to Tommy and smiled, he could see him completely in both his kids, but Tommy resembled him more than Mia, Mia was a spitting image of her mother, just with his eyes and apart of his smile.
Although Tommy looked like him, he wanted nothing more than for him to grow up to be as smart and wise as his beautiful mother is. Oliver never imagined being a dad would be such a fulfilling award. It was the greatest gifts of all and it being with Felicity was the best part, a dream come true, with his true love.
Mia sat on her mother's lap, after they'd made themselves comfy on the couch little Tommy fast asleep in his father's arms, slightly curled into his chest.
"Now Mia, This is your little brother, Tommy that Dada is holding, he's very small so you have to take good care of him okay? He's going to need his parents a lot, but we promise we Will love both of you equally." Explained Felicity, having heard Oliver recalling stories of his mother telling him he was very jealous of Thea when she was born.
Mia looked over at the small child in her father's arms, "Will he pway wiff me?" She asked looking at him curiously. "My dolls and I do tea party's, Tommy too?"
Oliver chuckled, "He has a fair bit of growing to do before he can play with you, sweetheart. But he can be talked too, held and sung to sleep. You love singing."
Felicity brushed her fingers through her daughter's hair, "And you know what, the best part, when he's older you and him can prank Dada all the time, and Dada won't know what's hit him. But most of all, he will be able to play with you. We just need him to be able to grow." She said.
Oliver eyes her, "Hey that's not fair, I did not want a son for that!" He teased, fake pouting.
"You love it.." She mumbled, and brushed her lips against his.
Oliver sighed intently, "Of course I do, being here, with these guys. Best part of my life. I love you, thank you for being the best part of me." He told her.
He only wanted to focus on their newborn son, their daughter, and the fact they've made it. Oliver couldn't think of how Adrian Chase was after him. Or the fact that he could lose his children, he would refuse to have any distant thoughts linger there, more than what was usual.
"Hey, stop it, we are going to be fine. We won against Darhk, we will win against Chase too. I believe in you." Said Felicity, pulling him from his thoughts.
He put on the best smile he could, "I know." But he wasn't that sure, not entirely. He just wished for a moments peace.
Oliver sat there with their son, as Mia ran to her schoolhouse of dolls, and played. Oliver gently moved Tommy into her arms and stood up, "I'm going to take a shower, brush off this negativity, I'm sorry."
"I understand Oliver, I get it, I'm scared too, but we can't let that overcome us, then it'll win. We are better than this." She said standing up with their son in her arms, "Mia and Tommy are the best things that have happened to me, you too. I see it, and I know you're scared. But we fight, we fight for them. You have to kill him. I know you don't want too, But he's dangerous..."
Oliver nodded, "I will." He,said and slipped up the stairs to shower.
Making this a story. What do you think? Happy, fluffy, angst at the end.
Warning: Next Chapter is based on 5x17.