This is a follow up to my first fic Hidden. I didn't know if I should continue because I like that I finished Hidden on a happy ending with Oliver and Felicity getting engaged. But I thought a short lighthearted piece would be nice to follow up. For anyone who doesn't want to read Hidden (it is 30k words after all), Felicity and Oliver grow close after he returns to Starling City. There's a bit of angst but now they're all happy and Oliver has just proposed. This isn't going to be as long as my last fic and I might change the rating later.

Disclaimer: I don't own Arrow.

Revealed

As Oliver walked towards Felicity he suddenly stopped. He looked at her in the blue glow of the room. This beautiful, smart, sexy woman who is self-effacing and loyal. He couldn't imagine how he could be any luckier. A thought struck him suddenly. He walked towards her and took her hands in his. "Felicity. Will you marry me?"

Felicity nearly fell backwards into the fountain she got such a shock but Oliver's hands were keeping her steady. "What? Did you say marry?"

"Yeah marry. Like be my wife."

"Oliver I don't think you've thought this through. You don't have to prove…"

"I have thought it through. I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you until we're old and wrinkly with fifty grandkids running around. I know I don't want anyone else in my life. I know that I want to wake up with you every morning. I'm not trying to just prove something."

"What about your 'night-time activities'?"

"What about them? I'll continue or give it up. I don't know. They're just details. Small details. If you marry me you'll be the most important thing and we can figure the rest out together. We can have a huge wedding or just the two of us. I don't mind. Whatever makes you happy."

Felicity was silent. Quieter than he had seen her in a long time. Finally she said, "I love you Oliver."

"Is there a but?" Oliver waited with baited breath, his palms now feeling sweaty.

"No but. Yes. I'd love to marry you." Felicity stood up and threw her arms around his neck. She pulled back slightly, "No take backsies though?"

"Definitely no take backsies. I promise." Oliver held his new fiancée tightly against him. He felt euphoric. He could feel her heart beating strongly against his chest. He pulled back slightly. "I wish I had a ring now."

"You know I don't worry about those kind of things."

"I know you don't but I'm still getting you the biggest ring that you can carry on your hand. Thank you."

Felicity looked confused. "For what?"

"For making me a complete man. For taking me from the broken wreck I was to being whole again. I love you." Oliver held her in his arms for the longest time, neither of them wanting this moment to ever end.

Oliver couldn't believe he had just proposed. If he was honest with himself, he used to think he would never get married. First he was a complete playboy. Before he was shipwrecked on the island, he thought that he would be able to be a player his whole life. He was rich after all. He could any woman he wanted and didn't have to settle for just one.

When he returned from the island, he was a different person. He was 'The Hood'. A vigilante couldn't expect to ever settle down. It wasn't a life that went hand-in-hand with marriage.

Then there was the list of his ex's. Laurel was the love of his life who he pined after for five years. But he cheated on her before he was on the island and was a fabricated character when he came back from the island. He didn't think he had ever been real with her. She was a good person who deserved happiness but he felt nothing for her now. There was McKenna and Helena who served to give him some brief respite from the torment in his head that raged ever since he returned from the island. It was like he had hundreds of voices in his head shouting all at once. They were the voices of the victims of his Father's crimes. These voices were only silenced by one thing- Felicity Smoak.

She had appeared in his life like a ray of light. When he walked into her office with a bullet-riddled laptop, he thought she would only be a once off appearance in his life. But she wasn't. She was the first person to make him really smile since he returned and he came back to her time and time again. He enjoyed the brief encounters they had when they first met but without him realizing, she had infiltrated his thoughts even deeper. Her smile brought some relief to the gloom in his life.

When Oliver needed help the night his Mother shot him, he didn't hesitate to ask Felicity for help. He had to make a calculated risk on whether she would just turn him into the police but he took the risk. It was the best risk he ever took.

She assimilated into his life easily. They would bump heads all the time but it made him respect her all the more. He loved that she would stand up to him; stand up for what she believed in. Even when she was terrified she did what was right- whether that was confront a dangerous criminal, enter an underground casino, stay in the Glades when she risked it coming down around her shoulders.

Felicity Smoak was the singular greatest thing that had entered Oliver Queen's life in a long time. And she stood before him now as his wife-to-be.

He had not come out tonight expecting this to happen. They were simply going to this fundraiser as a couple really for the first time in public. But when he saw her sit there looking so beautiful in the light of the fountain in the gallery, something came over him. It was like looking at her for the first time again. She was so sweet and he was afraid that he was only dreaming and this fantastic woman couldn't possibly be his.

The words came out before he knew what was happening but he was glad. If he had overthought this, maybe he would have talked himself out of asking. Maybe thinking too much would lessen some of his bravery.

"Will you marry me?" This seemed like the exact right thing to say at that moment. Oliver knew that he didn't want to spend his life with anybody else but Felicity.

She had looked so startled and then slightly bemused. She told him he had nothing to prove and he knew she was giving him a chance to retract the question or pretend it was a joke. But he didn't. He held his ground and made his argument that they should be together. Oliver knew that she had made him a better man than he could ever imagine.

Felicity sat in shock when she heard Oliver utter the words, "Will you marry me?" Surely Oliver Queen did not just ask this question. Surely she misheard. But he came up in front of her and took her hands. He had asked her to be his wife and he was so sure about it. She always felt that her feelings for Oliver preceded his for her. She had a little crush on him from the moment he walked into her office with a bad excuse. Who wouldn't have been taken in by his charm, his chiseled cheek-bones and winning smile? She didn't think she was the kind of girl that would fall for such superficial charm but Oliver was different.

The way Oliver had looked at her, even from the start, had made her weak at the knees. She never understood this expression when she read it in books or heard it in films. She was always collected around men and whether she found them attractive or not, she was always able to control it. But not around Oliver. Her mouth got away from her sometimes but Oliver actually seemed to quite like this. He would try to suppress his little grin when her ramblings tied her in knots.

She would have to admit that watching this gorgeous man train shirtless around her all the time was an added bonus and did nothing to help her suppress her desires for him. She sometimes wondered if he trained shirtless just as a way to impress her. But she would bury this thought quickly. She would chastise herself as she didn't think Oliver Queen would ever look at her with anything other than platonic thoughts.

She recalled when she found him in the back of her car bleeding. She had to make a split second decision to help him or turn him in. She was not a person that supported violence but she had come to admire the good that The Hood was trying to do long before she realized who he was. Somehow she just knew that she should just trust Oliver. The night she had handed him over his mother's notebook she sensed that he was trustworthy. When she decided to not turn him into the police, it was because she knew he deserved the right to voice his side of the story.

Over the time she had been helping him, he had adapted to try to more broadly help people and not to use violence as a first line. She liked to think that this was partly due to her influence.

Now here she stood engaged to the most eligible bachelor in Starling City. His money didn't appeal to her the way it did other girls. Those kinds of girls didn't realize they were missing out on the best parts of Oliver. The kind and caring parts of Oliver.

Oliver held his new fiancée in his arms, savoring the moment as long as he could. From across the room he heard a familiar voice. "Hey you guys. Are you abandoning me out there with all those boring old people? You can make out later," Thea announced striding across the room.

"Sorry Thea. We didn't mean to abandon you," Oliver said, releasing Felicity from his arms. He stood holding her hand tightly though.

"Well come on back out. Roy has maybe another half hour before he cracks and we'll need to leave. This isn't really his thing." Thea walked towards the exit but noticed that the pair weren't following. "C'mon."

Thea suddenly noticed the gleeful looks on their faces as neither of them moved to follow her. Oliver cleared his throat and then put his arm around Felicity, pulling her close into him.

"What's going on here guys? You look like the cat that got the cream."

"Do you want to tell her," Felicity said, looking up to Oliver's smiling face.

"Suppose we should really. Who better to tell!" Oliver placed a kiss on Felicity's forehead and then turned his attention to his sister. "Ok Thea we have something to tell you but you have to keep quiet for the time being until we discuss it a little further. Ok?"

"Ok," Thea said excitedly.

"Well Felicity has agreed to marry me," Oliver was barely finished the sentence when his sister was on top of them, jumping up and down.

Thea hugged Oliver tightly and then pulled Felicity towards her. "Oh my God. Oh my God. Ahh! This is brilliant." Oliver could see that Thea was squeezing the life out of Felicity.

"Ok leave my wife-to-be breath sis."

Thea pulled back slightly. "Where's the ring?"

"No ring yet," Oliver said. "It was kind of an…inspired idea tonight so I wasn't prepared. But there will be a ring. Now please don't tell anyone until we figure out the details. Obviously the press would be all over this and then with Felicity working for the company…well let's say it's just a bit complicated. That's all."

"My lips are sealed," Thea said, hugging a smiling Felicity again. "I can tell Roy, right."

"Sure."

The four were brought back to the mansion shortly after. Oliver held Felicity tight against him in the dark of the car. Thea chattered nonstop in the back of the Limo about wedding plans but Oliver and Felicity just sat quietly, smiling to themselves. Oliver's hand rubbed circles on the back of Felicity's neck and she lay half on his chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat. Despite everything they had been through in their lives, they were both supremely happy at this moment. Nothing else mattered in the world to them right now.

TBC

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