So, in response to Oliver's discomfort to baby Sara being in the lair, this one-shot came to mind.

Pure teeth-rotting fluff!


John's phone rang, stopping the guys sparring in the lair. Felicity turned, raising an eyebrow at them.

"John? Want to get that?"

He walked over to her desk and picked up his phone. John leaned back on Felicity's desk and watched Oliver and Roy return to sparring.

Smiling at the face on the screen, he answered the call.

"Hi sweetie. What's going on?"

"I made the best video of Sara ever."

John smiled, his thoughts turning to Lyla and their little over one-year-old daughter.

"What did she do this time?"

"Tell Felicity to get on youtube, it's becoming one of the top viewed videos."

"What?" John looked over at Felicity, who turned at the tone of his voice.

"Relax John. It's completely harmless, but I think Oliver might enjoy this. Tell her to look it up."

John sighed. He loved Lyla, but could only imagine what was on that video. They had been filming her little accomplishments, knowingly and unknownlying for the last year. Lyla was concerned about Sara's safety, and had installed videos in the house. John had watched the videos of little Sara when she first learned to stand in her crib during a nap, then Lyla and John had seen her crawl across the floor to Felicity when she was babysitting during a mission. Her accomplishments were a joke between them, trying to outdo each other in videos, and savoring every moment of their daughter's life.

"Felicity can you look up one of the top viewed videos on youtube. Sara is on there."

Her brow furrowed, but she started typing. "Okay."

John turned and watched as Felicity pulled up the video titled, 'Little Girl thanks hero.'

"Oh my." Felicity chuckled. "Boys, come over here."

The sparring halted, and they joined the two at the computers.

"Sara is a youtube celebrity!" Roy chuckled.

Oliver looked confused. "I thought babies didn't speak till they were two or three?"

Felicity looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Really Oliver? One and half to the age of two. Babies learn to communicate early, remember? I taught Sara all those signs that she still uses."

He smiled down at her. "Okay. Thea didn't talk till she was three."

Roy scoffed. "Thea was raised as a Queen. She didn't need to talk."

"Can we watch Sara then get back to work?" John asked, smiling since his teammates had started babbling as a group.

"Okay then. What did you do little Sara." Felicity typed up and all the screens started playing the video.

Sara sat on the quilt in the living room of Lyla and John's apartment. She was babbling while playing with soft blocks she had gotten for her birthday. The camera moved closer to her and Lyla's voice, slightly distorted, began talking to her.

"Hi sweetie. Who are you talking to?"

Sara babbled, then grabbed the teddy bear nearby, dressed in an Arrow outfit that Starling build-a-bears released recently. Felicity smiled, seeing the bear she'd bought for her niece.

"Are you talking to a superhero?" Sara squealed. Everyone chuckled.

"What's his name?"

Sara started chewing on the bear's arm, making John smile. Only his daughter.

"AwwwAAwwww."

Lyla's distorted chuckle echoed. "Who baby?"

"Awwaaoow."

Everyone stilled. John's heart pounded.

"Awwaaow." Sara sounded out throwing the bear around and squealing.

"Well Mr. Arrow, I guess this is a thanks from your sweetest fan." The video clicked off.

Everyone stood silent, the video screens black.

Oliver cleared his throat. "You didn't," He looked at John. He shook his head. "I haven't brought her down here since you said no."

Felicity squeaked.

The three men turned to her. She shrugged. "He said you couldn't bring her down here. Never said anything about me and Lyla."