So this is just a little one-shot I wrote while procrastinating my school work. Plus it's also a sort of gift for the subscribers of "To Prove Oneself" as they have been so incredibly sweet about me having to put off a chapter a little longer.

Side Note: This hasn't been beta-ed so I'm sorry for any errors

On the Island Oliver had quickly learned to rise with the sun, and even after three years of being home he still held the same habits. It had even started to rub off on Felicity early in their relationship, which was why Oliver was surprised that, at 9am, she had not come out of the bedroom.

He wandered back to the bedroom, a mug of coffee in hand; a bribe to get Felicity up and out of bed. When he entered the room he could barely see her as she was snuggled under all the blankets. Oliver couldn't help smiling at the sight of her. She mostly appeared as a lump under the blankets, but at the top you could just see several strands spread across the pillow.

"Fel-ic-ity" He called softly, brushing hair away from her face. There was no answer. "Baby, I know you are awake."

"Go away." She spoke adamantly.

"I have coffee." He could just barely hear her muttered 'damnit' before her head appeared, along with a hand to grab the coffee. She pulled herself the rest of the way up to lean against the headboard while she was contentedly sipping from the mug.

"Come on Felicity, we have to go. We are going to get our flu shots. You know the flu could put our whole team out of action for at least a week if we let it. Roy and Digg got theirs last week. Now it's our turn." Oliver was almost pleading with her.

"I'm not sure if you've forgotten somehow, but I hate needles. I would rather be ill for a week over someone sticking a needle in me. Especially after that year where Count Vertigo laced all the shots." She shivered. "I'm not chancing it." Oliver sighed.

"I know that was extremely scary." He rounded the bed and climbed up next to her, framing her face with his hands. "Trust me baby, I know. I was scared too. Unfortunately that won't make a difference." She just pouted.

"Can't you just go alone? Even if I'm sick I can do my Team Arrow work from home! Or even in the lair; I mean I barely move as is." Oliver opened his mouth, but she cut him off before he could say anything. "I've never gotten a flu shot and I've never gotten the flu. That can't just be a coincidence." There wasn't anything else he could argue to convince her it was good for her, so he changed tactics.

"'Licity… if you are sick how am I supposed to focus on being the Arrow? You know you'd do that same." He could see in her eyes that the point had really hit her. "So will you please get the shot? For me?" Felicity couldn't say no to that look.

"Fine. Let's go." She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. "Will you make another cup of coffee for me?" Oliver nodded, leaning back and watching her head into the bathroom.

It was only about half an hour before they were finally getting in the car. Felicity's foot was bouncing on her knee almost immediately after Oliver started the trip across town to the doctor. He reached over to touch her knee and hopefully supply some comfort.

It wasn't too short a trip to the doctor's office, but still felt far too short for Felicity. She had tried not to think on the drive over, but she should have known that would be completely impossible for her. Before Oliver had even parked the car her mind was racing; mostly through the same thoughts as earlier. Oliver didn't comment on her radiating tension; but she should have realized that he noticed. So she grabbed his hand to reassure him that she was okay and to remind herself he was right there.

It didn't take long for them to get called back, as it was just a shot for each of them. Oliver's was done within moments; of course that was the easiest part. The doctor left the room for a moment, while Oliver convinced Felicity to sit on a chair closer to the doctor's equipment.

"How are you doing Felicity?" Oliver asked, trying to keep her distracted until the doctor returned to the room. Felicity could only shrug, she was lost in her thoughts. He changed the topic. "Well what are you working on at QC? I know it isn't as much "assisting" as it could be." He got a small smile from her.

"It's a new program for the Lair. When I get it right it'll up the speed of any of our electronics; whether alarms, comms, or computers." While she was speaking the doctor entered again, but Felicity didn't notice.

"I'll be impressed to see it than." Oliver smiled at her. The doctor was sitting again, but Felicity was still caught up in her thoughts. This time it was probably something to do with her new program. "You know Felicity we really need to work on your observation skills." She tilted her head.

"Why?" It was then that she felt it. A small pinch. "YOU BASTARD." She yelled at him. Of course while she was yelling at him the doctor pulled the needle back out; which of course was an even stronger pinch that she knew was coming. Quickly afterward the doctor left and Oliver pulled Felicity over so she was sitting in his lap. She still had her arms crossed and wouldn't look at him, but that didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling into her head.

"I'm so proud of you baby. I'm sorry you didn't get a warning, but you couldn't worry that way either." He pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

"I still am mad at you." She said before burying her face in his chest.

She spoke again, her voice muffled by his chest. "Can we please go home now?"

"Of course baby. Let's go." He hugged her tight one more time before standing and taking her hand.

They didn't speak again till they were in the car and well on their way.

"I guess I should say thank you for helping. Even if you did it in the worst way possible." She glared at him, but her eyes quickly softened. Oliver squeezed her hand.

"Any time."