Hello beautiful Olicity shippers! I am now on your team as well! Ahhh man...I also ship Densi and Captain Swan. This is my first Olicity story. I really hope that you like it! I have been requesting to have a video or gifs made to Tegan and Sara's, "Now I'm All Messed Up" unfortunately there was no luck. But that's okay because it gave me a plot line in my head for what I think may be a pretty decent story! I hope you stick around. I do not own anything! ENJOY!

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It was a dark evening in the foundry. Storming. The thunder rolled through the building above and even shook the walls below. The rain pounding as hard as ever, Felicity swore she could hear it, even down there. It was quiet. So not only could she hear a pen drop, if it was of course to drop but she could definitely hear the raindrops. The door above swung open and then shut tight. She heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She swiveled around in her chair only to see Oliver Queen standing at the bottom. Soaking wet.

"Hey…John wanted me to let you know…" She began before she was suddenly cut off by Oliver stepping more into the room.

"I know." He nodded solemnly. "He told me." John had called him two hours before letting him know of the sudden death of one of his old friends from the service and how he had to be at his funeral the next day. The funeral was off in his buddies home town, 14 hours away. Driving or flying, Dig knew he needed to get out that night to arrive in time tomorrow to pay his respects.

Solemn. That seemed to be the word as of late. Sadness. Confusion. Unsettled. Unstable. Since Sara's death only a few weeks before, eveyone kind of kept to business and kept to themselves. Felicity ached as she tried little by little to reach out to Oliver. Whether it be a small touch, a smile, maybe a little longer than normal stare. Something that would let him know, reassure him that she was not going anywhere.

He walked to the table and turned to lean against it. He took out an envelope from his jacket pocket and slowly opened the paper letter. It had gotten wet from the storm so he was extra careful not to rip it.

"What's this? Business for tonight?" Felicity said as she made her way over to him, placing her hand on his shoulder playfully.

"Whatever this is...it's pretty cryptic. A letter? Who sends letters anymore?" She asked as she eyed the paper a little more.

"Whoever sent this, says they have information on Sara.." Oliver began as he looked at Felicity with a tightness to his jaw.

"Oliver, Sara is dead." She said as she moved her hand down to grasp his arm. She rubbed her hand down his jacket then shook off her hand as his sleeve was slopped with water.

Without even thinking Oliver walked to the other side of the room opposite of Felicity. As he did he could feel her looking at him with confusion and insecurity bubbling up in her face.

"They could know something we don't, her killer. I know I watched her die but it can't….that can't just be the end." He said, tears crossing his eyes, only for a split second.

"Oliver. I know there is still some part of you that blames yourself...but you need to let it go. She is gone." Felicity said as gentle yet as forceful as she could. Her heart broke as she saw the sparkle of hope rise in him concerning something that was so long gone.

"Felicity! She was dead once and came back! So, sure the first time wasn't my fault, I guess..." He shook his head and slammed his hand down on the table, "But this time...this time I don't know, I…." he regretted his tone the moment he used it.

"Oliver," she cut him off, " you saw her. She is dead. I'm sorry but she is dead. It was not your fault. You didn't stick an arrow in her chest. Yes, we should consider taking leads into her killer, but Oliver we need to wait until John gets back, for proper protection! You can't just throw yourself into this alone, it's a suicide mission! And I…this letter...it could be a trap, someone might be trying to bait you, bring you out of hiding, something. I don't agree with you doing this alone, I don't support it. You cannot let your emotions cloud your judgement." She took one step closer to him. This was so out of character for him, she didn't know how to handle what was happening in front of her.

Oliver clinched his jaw and pushed everything off of the table. Felicity jumped back. Her heart broke for him. But her insecurities blossomed as well. She thought she was his #1. She thought that things had changed for him...that what he had said...all that he had said..she thought that he loved her. Her logic told her that he was just overthinking everything and it was all just hitting him, at once. But sure enough her emotions told her that he wasn't over Sara and that's why he was doing everything in his power to go redeem her, even if only her name..and to get revenge and fight. She knew they had been through a lot. Even after the break up, when Oliver started acting different towards Felicity..she knew that they would always have that special bond and even though Felicity thought of the Lance girls as sort of friends, in a way...they were...she would never reveal to anyone, a bit of a threat as well. Regarding her and Oliver, of course. And good goodness. Felicity rubbed her hand against her forehead, was she really being jealous right now, of someone who was dead?

"Come on Felicity, Get it together." She whispered to herself and pushed on her dress.

Oliver ran his hands through his hair and began to walk over to his Arrow suit. Felicity tried to play everything off.

"So what business are we attending to tonight?" She said trying to be giddy and lighten the mood.

"I am following up on this letter Felicity. They provided an address and I am going. I have to find out what they know, if she was targeted by someone I, we know, if it was random, if I could have..I...if…" Oliver began as he began packing up his arrows.

"No." Felicity suddenly was right in front of him and shoved him back. "No, I'm sorry but no Oliver, you can't just go and do this. Especially, John isn't here and I am not letting you go out there alone. Oliver, I know you must be hurting and I get it you want revenge but this rage that I see...I...I haven't seen this in a long time...You're in too deep and if it's a trap, you are gone and maybe that is just what this person who sent the letter wants. Oliver, please. What are you going to do then? Oliver. I am not telling you to forget about this, lets sit and do some research tonight...we can follow the lead this weekend. Is there something more to this, why you feel like you have to do this alone? Just talk to me...let me in...what are you thinking, what is this really about? If it was about her, and all about clearing names and getting justice, you would be fine with doing this in a few days, with John. so . up? " She shouted as she glared him down. She could see his face, blank, not willing to let her in.

She turned around and her ponytail flew and brushed his face a bit.

"Why won't you talk to me? I...you, Oliver, you told me that you loved me. Me. So I am sorry but the way you are acting...it's as if you are still in love with her. You still love Sara. Even if she is gone and I...I am standing right in front of you..." Her eyes teared over and her heart broke as he turned to walk away, she called after him, "Go...Go...Go, if you want, I can't stop you!"

Please stay

He stopped right before he got to the stairs, "I have to do this." He climbed back up the stairs the way he had just entered just a few minutes before.

She stumbled back and plopped into her chair. She buried her head in her hands and let a few sobs escape.

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(So it was brought to my attention by a lovely reader that at first I was writing pretty unrealistically since Oliver buried Sara himself. I watched Seasons 1 and 2 on Netflix and only caught up on Olicity really, with some other character undertones on Youtube. Though, I am typically known for writing plots for characters a bit on the unrealistic side, I don't want to have my plot timeline just flat out wrong, so I went in and I changed up the first chapter. So, sorry from here on out if I get something confused concerning story timeline. Although I think now that I have made that small adjustment it will be better now. Thank you for reading and I hope you all still read since I changed it!)

xoxo-Bluetights