So, I wrote the first part of this out on my iPad, therefore it's probably littered with mistakes, but I don't have my laptop with me right now, so this will have to do.
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow or any of it's characters.

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"So, word on the street is, you're doing some business in Vegas" Tommy calls as he hops down the stairs of Verdant, holding the rails so he can skip every other step.

"Yes, Tommy, we are. For business." Oliver responds, giving his friend a pointed look. "Not to go out, get drunk and gamble away the family fortune."

"Dude, it's almost a whole week. Surely you can squeeze some time in for it, somewhere." He whines, flopping down in a seat beside Felicity, who's been listening to the exchange with an amused smile on her face. "Back me up here, Smoak."

"Hey, leave me out if this." She tells him, though her tone is light and teasing; personally, she wouldn't mind Tommy tagging along. Actually, she would much rather he go instead of her.

"Oh, come on, Lis. You want me there and you know it." Tommy rolls his chair closer to hers as a charming grin spreads across his face.

"If you're so keen, how about you take up my job as Oliver's EA for the week, that way we both get what we want." Felicity offers, leaning her cheek on her palm as she turns her head to look at him.

"what do you mean?" He asks, one eyebrow raised.

"You want to go to Vegas, I do not." Is her simple reply. She turns her attention back to the screens in front of her and continues typing out the very long piece of code she'd been working on.

"You're not coming, Tommy." Oliver's voice chips in, and the man in questions spins his chair around to look at his friend.

"Oh, come on, man. I won't get in the way of your work. It's just been such a long time since we did anything fun, ya know?" Tommy takes on this sad look, making him look every bit a kicked puppy.

"I vote he comes." Felicity says, taking pity on the man, as she spins her own chair around to face the little group.

"And I second it." Comes Diggle's voice as he makes his way towards them from the training mats, slipping a shirt on over his head before gratefully accepting the bottle of water Felicity holds out to him.

"Fine, whatever." The vigilante grumbles, turning away from the group to sharpen his arrows.

Tommy's face instantly lights up in a smug grin, and he celebrates by spinning his chair around in two full circles, both arms raised in victory above his head. Felicity laughs at his antics as the man finally comes to a stop and gives her a beaming grin.

"Hey, I wanna go, too!" Roy complains, heading over from the same direction as Digg had earlier emerged from. He moves towards Felicity's desk to retrieve a water bottle of his own before jumping up to sit on the cool surface, putting himself on the opposite side to Felicity fromTommy.

"Yeah, so do I," Sara adds, approaching the group with a towel around her neck.

"No. Not a chance. We need people here to take care of arrow business. People will start asking questions if we all disappear at the same time as the vigilante." Oliver responds, quickly, turning around to face his team again.

"But, you're letting Tommy go!" Roy retorts, his tone resembling that of a small child.

"I said no." Queen growls, "End of discussion."

"Sara has to come; if she doesn't, I'll be the only girl stuck with you three for a week, no offence. And if Sara comes, it would be unfair to leave Roy behind, so he's coming, too." Felicity states, seriously, "You owe me this much for forcing me to go back there, so you're just going to let it happen and get over it."

Oliver stands, staring at her with his mouth agape in shock, whilst Tommy, Roy and Sara 'woop' and cheer around her. John's laugh echoes through the room as he pats Oliver's shoulder, giving him a smirk and a raised eyebrow that clearly says 'this is happening whether you like it or not.'

An exasperated sigh escapes his lips, but Oliver nods his head, anyway, finally giving in to his friends demands. The sound of their excited cheering bounces around the room as Oliver turns away from them, making sure no one can see his face before he lets the tiniest of smiles show through.

Oliver, Tommy and Diggle sit togethr in the airport, having already checked in at the desk, they are now just waiting on the rest of their friends to arrive so they can head to their gate.

Just as Digg is about to try calling Felicity again, the large glass doors slide open and in she walks, followed by Sara, Roy and-

"Nope. No. No way in Hell." Oliver says quickly, jumping to his feet when he sees his sister coming up at the rear of the group.

"Oh, come on, Ollie! I'm already here now." The young girl points out, pulling her suitcase so it's sitting beside her.

"No, Speedy. Go home." He replies sternly, staring down at Thea.

"Mom said I could come." She reasons, sticking her lower lip out in a pout, "And I have a plane ticket."

"And where exactly do you plan on staying?"

"Roy's room." Thea replies, shrugging her shoulders.

"Ha! There is no way that's happening!" The elder Queen scoffs, briefly averting his gaze to Roy so he can throw a glare his way.

"Fine, then." Thea huffs, then shifts so she's facing the other two women in the group, "Can I stay with you two?"

Felicity and Sara look at each other, allowing slow smiles to spread over both of their faces.

"Of course." Felicity replies, nodding at the younger Queen. All three women turn on Oliver, then, with raised eyebrows.

"Fine, fine. We're all going to Vegas." Oliver exclaimed, throwing his arms up above his head before he allows them to fall limply by his sides, "Where exactly are you girls staying, anyway."

"I have a place." Felicity answers, in what the group views as a vague response, but Felicity seems to think it's enough.

"So, you guys need to go check in." Tommy says, finally, nodding his head towards the desk.

"Felicity, where's your bag?" Digg inquires, as he moves forward with the intention of hrlping with the luggage.

"I just have a carry on." She responds, caually.

"You do realise we'll be there for five nights, right, blondie?" Roy queried, dumfounded.

"Of course I do."

"Okay then," Tommy claps, "let's go."

An hour spent waiting in the airport and a 43 minute plane journey later, the group are touching down in Las Vegas.

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Originally, this was going to be posted as a part of my Olicity one shots, but then it started getting a lot longer than I'd originally intended, so I decided to post it as it's own story. Let me know what you think so far! Thanks for reading x