A/N: All the spoilers make me go Olicity crazy! This has no real spoilers in it though! Just in case you thought I did, I do not own Arrow only the plot bunny within this story.
"Oliver, I'm heading out." Felicity said as she stood in the entry way of his office looking to where Oliver was sitting on his couch. Felicity had to smile as she saw Oliver looking back at her, surprise on his face as he realized that it was already end of business day.
A sigh left him as he put the file on the coffee table. "Give me a sec and I'll come with you to the foundry."
"That's okay, I wanted to grab some stuff from home and you need to finish reading that file and sign the other two." Felicity said pointing at the three files that were currently lying on the coffee table. Oliver nodded in response before picking up the file again. He looked like a teenager who wanted to do anything but his homework, but his homework was what he had to do. "I'll bring along some Chinese food."
The elevator ride was quiet, and it took Felicity a moment to realize why. It suddenly hit her that she couldn't remember the last time she'd rode the elevator alone. Ever since Oliver got his company back, they'd been driving from the office to the foundry together. Since Felicity's car would be left at Queen Consolidated, Oliver would make sure she got home, either driving her himself or asking Diggle to do it when he would pull an all-nighter guarding over the city. She would then be picked up again by usually Diggle and Oliver in the morning and drive into work together again.
It was not that Oliver or Diggle were particularly chatty in the morning, but she would usually discuss that day's schedule with Oliver or take them through the search she had ran the night before for something Arrow related.
Another small smile appeared on Felicity's lips as she realized she was happy. She worked crazy hours, rarely had some real free time, was falling behind on many of her tv shows, but she didn't care. She loved her life. Felicity took a deep breath and let the smile grow as she stepped out of the elevator only to completely freeze.
She felt all the air leave her lungs, having trouble catching a breath to replace said air. She didn't know what to do, what was he doing here? He'd changed, a lot and had it not been for his slightly crooked nose she might not have recognized him. She turned around and walked back into the elevator. Since it was Oliver's private elevator it took her straight back up to the 39th floor.
Inside she finally felt like she could breath again. She closed her eyes and immediately felt tears coming up.
Oliver placed all three files on top of Felicity's desk. He might have skimmed over the last few pages, but he was sure they weren't that important. Since he had yet to find anything important in the twenty pages he had read. He was surprised to hear the elevator ding and turned around.
The phone on Felicity desk rang, and Oliver quickly leaned over her desk to pick up the phone. "Oliver Queen." He said turning to lookover his shoulder to find Felicity stepping out of the elevator, hand before her mouth and tears in her eyes.
"Mr Queen I've a mister Sm…" The guard stationed downstairs said through the phone.
"Tell him he'll have to wait." Oliver said quickly before hanging up the phone. "Felicity?" Oliver said as he walked over to her, placing his hands on her arms, his voice laced with concern. "What's wrong?"
She looked up at him, dropping her hand and biting her lip for a moment to keep it from quivering. "My Da…ad" She said her voice breaking as tears finally escaped.
For a moment Oliver was confused, before he realized what the guard on the phone had said. "He's here?" Oliver asked and Felicity just nodded, she said her eyes finally locking on his.
Felicity suddenly felt silly, stupid even. Crying in front of Oliver about the fact that her father who walked out on her and her mom was downstairs while he lost his father for real. "I'm sorry, it's stupid, I don't know when I'm crying about this." Oliver shook his head, trying to convince her that it was not stupid. "Don't tell me it isn't Oliver, you lost your father."
Oliver's hand moved from where it rested on her arm to cup her face. "Felicity, it's not stupid, you've nothing to be sorry for. You told me what it was like for you when he left. There is nothing wrong with being upset that he suddenly walks back into your life."
The sincere look in Oliver's eyes convinced her that he meant what he said and for a moment she just let herself stare into them. Trying to smile at him, but failed to show the happiness she had felt during the elevator ride down.
"Come here." Oliver whispered as he pulled her into a hug, Felicity buried her head in his shoulder and let her arms come around his middle as his arms pulled her even closer.
After a while Felicity pulled back, placing her hands on his chest, while his glided to her sides. "I'm okay." Felicity said softly smiling a little bit more believable smile.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to meet him?" Oliver asked and Felicity took a deep breath, before letting all the air out again, turning away from Oliver and walking into his office.
"I don't know." If only she knew why he was here, she could then decide what she wanted, now though she had not enough information to know what she wanted. So she guessed the only option was gathering more information. "Call him up."
"You sure?" Oliver asked and when Felicity nodded Oliver picked up the phone from Felicity's desk and called downstairs to send her father up.
Oliver waiting in in front of Felicity's desk, keeping an eye on the elevator and on Felicity that was now pacing in his office. The elevator dinged and the door opened, with one last glance towards Felicity, Oliver pulled a fake smile and turned towards the man that stepped out of the elevator.
"Mr Queen, what a pleasure to meet you." Felicity's dad said when he got out of the elevator.
"Mr Smoak." Oliver said extending his hand to shake the other mans hand.
"Ah call me John." Felicity's dad said laughing. Oliver smiled back at him but the hairs on the back of his neck stood upright as the laugh sounded fake to him. He instantly regretted not giving himself the time to check John Smoak out.
Both of the man turned and walked into Oliver's, Felicity was standing near the window looking out onto the city with her back turned towards them. Her arms crossed and one of her feet tapping the floor, to anyone else she looked impatient, to him she looked nervous.
"I see we have some company." John said his tone of voice a little to slick for Oliver's liking.
"Yes." Oliver said walking towards Felicity. "This is my partner." He stated as Oliver went to stand next to Felicity who finally turned to meet her father. "Felicity Smoak."
Shock was the only readable expression on John Smoak's face. Felicity felt her heart sink, if he was surprised to see her, it meant he didn't know she worked here and if he didn't know she worked here. Then that meant that here hopes of him standing in the shadows at her graduation, him secretly keeping track of her in case she needed help, that he would have hidden behind a paper while she was on her first date, that all those hopes were false. That her mother had been right all along, he just didn't care.
For a long time John looked like a fish on dry land, opening and closing his mouth. Oliver looked from Felicity to John and back. Felicity looked like she was barely keeping it together and Oliver had to stop himself from reaching out to her.
"Mr Smoak, what can we do for you?" Oliver asked and that seemed to shift something in the man.
"Ah right, I wanted to talk to you about this new exciting business venture, which would truly shine with your investment." John said snapping back into his business persona, looking everywhere but at Felicity.
"I think you should leave." Felicity said, her voice stone cold. Oliver had never heard her voice so devoid off emotion. It made Oliver clench his fist in anger towards the other man
"I'm not sure how much you've to say here since you're just the assistant." John said pointing towards Felicity's desk outside.
"She has a lot to say in here, now I suggest you listen to her before I call security and have you escorted out the building." Oliver said, his voice low, not concealing his anger in the slightest. John looked between the two of them and for a moment Oliver thought he was going to stay, but then he turned and walked away.
They both waited for the sound of the elevator doors opening and closing before speaking again. "Let's go." Felicity, her voice still cold.
"Hey, Felicity, wait." Oliver said as walked away from him taking a hold of her hand.
She turned towards him, he could see the fresh tears pulling into her eyes as they pleaded with him to not push. She could not handle anything else, she needed to get her mind of it, she needed something else to do. Oliver squeezed her hand. "Okay let's go."
She was grateful for his understanding and Felicity took a deep breath pushing the tears back as Oliver quickly grabbed his phone and keys from his desk before they made their way to the elevator, his hand still holding on to hers.
As they rode down the elevator Felicity expected Oliver to let go of her hand, but he didn't. Together they walked towards his car in the parkinglot. Diggle now working half days while taking care of Lyla and there baby girl. Oliver opened the car door at passenger side for her. Squeezing her hand one last time. "I'm here when you need anything."
From the shadows of his own car John looked on as the pair got into the car. He'd seen Felicity working here, as an inconvenience, but looking at the two it might be an opportunity. He would get himself out of this mess.
A/N: So... I'm not sure, should I continue this or not? Anyone interested in reading more?