Hospital

Oliver felt something poking him in the stomach. He had gotten in late from taking care of some Arrow business, so he really didn't want to get up. He decided to ignore the tapping. Then he heard a very loud whisper in his ear.

"Oliver! Oliver! We've got to go to the hospital!"

His eyes shot open as her words sunk in. He jumped out of bed, grabbing whatever clothes he could find. He went on a mad hunt for his wallet and keys. Suddenly bell-like laughter rang out in the large master suite.

He turned to find his wife of three years turning on his bedside lamp. Her blonde curls were frizzy and her glasses were no where to be found.

"Felicity, this is not a laughing matter", he said sternly.

"Oh, but it is my love! If you could only see yourself!"

Oliver then looked down at the clothes he had on. He grimaced. In his panic he had put on the slacks he'd worn to work that day, one of his wife's long t-shirt nightgowns, and a pair of sandals. He looked at what he was holding to find not his wallet or his keys, but his wife's makeup bag and her glasses.

He was getting ready to scold her for laughing, when he heard a little gasp come from her direction. He looked over to find her eyes closed tightly, and her fists tangled in the sheets.

"Ok sweetheart, just breath everything will be alright."

As soon as the contraction passed, he helped her from the bed and into a comfy pair of sweats and a t-shirt. He then quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt then grabbed his wallet and keys. He gently picked up his wife, carrying her down the stairs, and gently placing her in the backseat of the Bentley.

"Did you get the bags?"

"No, I'll have Digg get them."

Oliver drove like an extremely careful maniac all the way to Starling General. Some of the tension left his shoulders when two nurses came out of the big sliding glass doors with a wheelchair. He helped Felicity out and into the chair then followed close behind while the nurses wheeled his wife in.

They were deposited in a comfortable room, and soon nurses were coming in and out. Oliver watched as his wife battled through one contraction after another with a death grip on his hand. He whispered words of encouragement, and hoped that it would be over quickly.

Four hours later, Felicity and Oliver welcomed their twins into the world. Oliver kept a watchful eye on anyone touching his children, and he breathed a sigh of relief when they were brought back to the room. His little girl was placed into his arms, warm and soft wrapped in a pink blanket with a pink hat snuggly on her head. Just a few feet away, Felicity held their son cooing and talking to him quietly.

"So, what shall we name them", Oliver asked quietly.

Felicity looked deep in thought for a moment and then she spoke with a smile, "For our little girl I think Olivia, and for our little boy I think Archer."

"Olivia and Archer", Oliver said skeptically, "You named both kids after me."

"No, Olivia Meagan Queen and Archer Jonas Queen. What? I've always loved the name Archer, and she is going to be just like you. I can already tell!"

Oliver smiled down at the little bundle in his arms. Then the door flew open, and in walked Digg, Lyla, Thea, and Roy. Felicity handed baby Archer over to Lyla, and Thea came up to Oliver expecting to be handed his bundle. He was a little slow, but he finally handed her over.

"You look great Felicity", Lyla said with a smile. Thea nodded her head in agreement while smiling down at her niece.

Meanwhile, John Diggle watched his best friend as he hovered near his baby girl. The older man could tell that the new father wanted the little pink bundle back. Every time Thea would take a step away, Oliver would take a step forward. Finally Diggle could take no more.

"Relax man. You will get used to the whole father thing, plus Thea isn't going to let anything happen to her."

Oliver visibly relaxed, "Were you this bad when Jaiden was born?"

"Oh yeah. I watched those doctors and nurses like a hawk. Lyla laughed at me the whole time."

Soon, baby Olivia was back in Oliver's arms and Archer was asleep on his mother's chest. Their company was walking out the door, and both new parents were slowly starting to unwind. The days and years ahead would not be easy, but looking at each other they knew they would make it. They were a team after all, and a pretty good one at that.

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