Chapter 1: home sweet home
Oliver's hands covered her eyes as he led her to the big surprise. "Oliver, please just tell me what we are doing because I've been blindfolded enough in my life that this isn't really that fun but it could turn into a kinky sex game, it could also be a bad omen..." Before Felicity could go on Oliver kissed her forehead and removed his hands. In front of Felicity was a beautiful two story, two garage house. She gasped, walked over to the mailbox and almost fainted when she read "The Queens" on the box. She turned around, kissed him and they walked hand in hand into their new home.
2months later
Sitting in front of her computer screen Felicity sighed. She love being with Oliver, loved the house, her life but she hated the neighborhood and what it was doing to Oliver. He was changing. He was cooking, throwing brunch get-together's. He hadn't called anyone from star city in over a month, not even Thea. She had even tried to get his interest by letting him know that Sara was alive and well in Nanda Parbot and that Nyssa has reclaimed the position of Ra's from Merlyn but he all but ignored her. "Oliver" she had said excitedly, "it wasn't Sara that was killed but someone who looked like her". "Huh huh" he said never really looking up. Felicity let the rest of the memory wash over her like a wave hitting the beach. Wiping the tears from her eyes she started typing. She had to figure this out and the computer usually helped.
Oliver breathed in the fresh morning air. He loved his morning jogs. He was actually running for health and not because someone was chasing him or he was chasing after someone else. He waved to the neighbors as he ran up the driveway. He knew Felicity would be on a conference call with her new company so he went in through the garage. He was surprised to see her sitting at the kitchen table just staring at the screen of her computer. He walked up behind her, gently pulled her back by her shoulders and kissed her temple. She smiled then pulled away and quietly got back to looking at the screen. Dumfounded, Oliver was about to say something when she raised up her right hand letting him know he better not. Still unsure about what was going on Oliver headed upstairs for a quick shower and a change of clothes. The neighbors would be there in a few hours for brunch and he needed to be ready.
Felicity was sitting at the end of their bed when he got out. She had a bag sitting next to her and tears in her eyes, "Oliver Jonas Queen I love you with everything I have but I can't watch you become someone different. I have stayed by your side as you fought with yourself, your friends, your family and even me but I can't stand by your side as you become whatever it is you're becoming. I don't want to be the wife of some guy, I want to be the wife of the guy I know and love. Once you find him again let me know, I will be at my mothers, and maybe he will actually ask me to marry him unlike this guy standing in front of me." Without waiting for a response, Felicity picked up her bag, kissed Oliver on the cheek and walked down the stairs and straight out the front door with Oliver calling her name behind her the whole time. She got into the SUV and without looking back drove off. As Oliver solemnly walked back into the house, across the street a man in a hood smiled. Things were going just as planned.