Authors Note: Okay guys, so I decided I would start writing Olicity one shots/drabbles that will be inspired by my own thoughts as well as prompts if you guys want to send them in. Just know I don't do au's and while I have tried smut, I don't do it justice. This one got away from me and was a little rushed.

Summary: Felicity tries to diffuse the tension in the lair by being...well, Felicity.

Tensions

Felicity likes to think she is resourceful in stressful situations. She managed to stay somewhat calm when Oliver crashed on the metal table in the lair and Diggle wouldn't let her call 911. She was composed enough as she injected Slade with the cure while a blade was pressed into her neck. She would go so far as to say she could hack into a federal database one handed with a gun to her head. So when it came to stemming the tension in the lair on a night when everyone was exhausted and frustrated, she felt confident in her diffusing abilities.

"Next time you better listen to what I say," Oliver loudly commanded to Roy as he put away his bow.

"He was getting away!" Roy yelled, clearly annoyed with the tight leash Oliver tried to keep on him.

Oliver clicked his jaw and strode towards Roy with clenched fists. He bellowed, "It doesn't matter! What you did was reckless and foolish. You could have been hurt and it would be your blood on my hands!" Diggle put a hand on his chest with a soft but stern "Enough".

They glared at each other with fire in their eyes until a voice broke their stare down.

"Did you know that fetuses masturbate while in the womb? They actually do it more often than you'd think. And it's not just males, you know." Felicity's eyes bounced excitedly around her team. "Females do it, too. Just think: When a pregnant woman is getting busy her baby is getting off. Funny, huh?"

She was met with a variety of emotions. Oliver looked confused by her outburst, Diggle was trying to hold in his laughter, and Roy just looked disgusted.

"Great. The only one who actually had brains on this team is off her nut. We are officially screwed. I'm outta here," Roy mumbled, grabbing his hoodie and heading up the stairs with a constipated look.

Grabbing his keys and leather jacket, Diggle starts to follow Roy up the stairs, "I think I'm going to head out, too. I can't wait to tell Lyla about that little pregnancy fact. Although I don't know if I will be able to stomach having sex with her now."

"You better!" Felicity yelled after him. "Sex drive usually increases during pregnancy!"

Diggle's chuckle vibrated throughout the foundry as the door shut behind him.

Felicity turned to look at Oliver, who still wore a confused look. She furrowed her eyebrows and walked slowly towards him. "Hey, are you okay?" She gently put a hand on his arm and gave it a light squeeze.

His eyes locked on hers and his mouth formed a straight line. "How do you know all those pregnancy facts?" The flash of a memory entered her brain and she took a step back, breaking their contact. Oliver couldn't help but miss the warmth her small touch provided.

Felicity crossed her arms across her chest and looked towards the ground. "I had a pregnancy scare when I was in college. So I researched and researched all these random facts about pregnancy to be prepared, you know? Turns out it didn't matter, though. It freaked me out enough that I guess the facts are imprinted in my brain." She leans into Oliver's warmth when he wraps his arms around her in a hug.

"Why didn't I know about this?" He slowly pulls back to look in her eyes and brush stray hairs out of her face.

"Because when I talk to you about me having a baby, I want it to be ours," She barely finishes the words when her lips are captured by his. It is long and sensual, and when they break apart, Oliver's eyes are watery.

"You have no idea how anxious I am for that day. Let's head home." He is answered with a small smile and a nod. They walk out of the foundry holding hands, Oliver playing with her wedding band.

Turns out they didn't have to wait long. Almost two months later Felicity runs into his office at Queen Consolidated. Oliver looks up as she barrels up to his desk, concern filling his eyes. "Felicity, what's wrong?" He stands up and strides around the desk towards her, lightly grabbing her shoulders.

Her jaw hurts from smiling so much but she can't seem to stop. "We're pregnant!" she yells, bouncing up and down. Oliver's smile immediately matches hers as he gathers her in his arms for a breathtaking kiss.

The rest of the day consists of Oliver pulling Felicity throughout the building, telling any employee he can find that they are expecting while Felicity enthusiastically recites pregnancy facts.