Author's Note; Hello all! After tonight's episode I think that there was just a perfect opportunity for some Felicity-Roy bonding tome at the end... And I just couldn't let it go. I'm going to publish this as complete for now, but I may have more to add. Let me know what you think :) As always, constructive criticism welcome! I can't improve if I don't know what I'm doing wrong :)

Felicity watched, feeling her heart break just a little, as Diggle gave Oliver's young protégé a fatherly squeeze of his shoulder.

When Roy had retreated down to the lair just two hours previously she had known something was seriously wrong, not from the way his hands were trembling (a side effect of the Mirakuru she had noticed), but because of the dead expression on his face.

Whilst not being a temperate guy, Roy was anything but emotionless. It was something that they had in common. Felicity was well aware of the fact that the majority of the time she wore her heart on her sleeve - Digg's attitude around her in the time between when they had found out about Oliver and Sara and the Clock King had only confirmed that. Roy may not present his heart so vulnerably, but he was just about the most passionate person she knew. It had become apparent to her when she had been watching his and Oliver's interaction in the back alley of Verdant when Roy was acting as the Arrows informant in the Glades. Whenever he spoke about protecting the people in the Glades, especially the kids, he became so fierce, so thirsty for justice. The Mirakuru had just exacerbated that passion; but the anger that had always resided in him was heightened as well. And when he spoke of Thea, he still held the same intensity, but it was softer. It wasn't driven by anger. It was driven by love. Any idiot could tell the boy was head over heels for her. It had warmed Felicity's heart when she'd seen him give Thea a gorgeous bracelet in the bar upstairs the previous night.

So what had happened between then and now?

Digg was passing her now, a hand held out to guide her up the stairs but she couldn't force herself to leave the broken boy alone. She looked at the man who had become her brother and he seemed to realize what she was thinking. He gave her a look which clearly read that he didn't want to leave them alone, but she held her ground. Eventually he sighed and gave her another meaningful look - this one saying 'do not do anything stupid and if something does happen: get out' - to which she smiled gratefully and nodded. He rolled his eyes one last time before continuing up the stair to the club. When she heard the door shut upstairs she quietly, but with enough noise to let him know he wasn't alone so he wouldn't try to strangle her or something, approached. The bracelet on the table that Roy was currently glaring at as if he had developed laser vision (which she didn't actually know if he had after the Mirakuru - she would have to find that out, although she sincerely doubted it considering they hadn't seen any evidence earlier and there had been p-l-e-n-t-y of times when she was sure his laser vision would have pierced Oliver and that would have been the end of the Arrow, and wow she was off track) was the one that he had given Thea the night before and her heart dropped as she realized what must have happened.

"Roy?" She said quietly, pausing just out of arm's reach, "You wanna talk?"

"Do I look like I want to talk?" He growled, making Felicity swallow as a tingle of fear ran through her veins.

"No, you don't." She conceded, ignoring her every instinct telling her to get the hell away, and stepped up next to him to perch on the edge of the desk. He was still glaring intently at the bracelet and she saw his hand trembling as he moved to pick it up. Without thinking, she shot her hand out and put it over the bracelet, making him stop short of actually picking it up.

"Don't." She whispered, knowing full well that if he had picked it up he would have crumbled it into an unrecognizable hunk of metal.

"Why not?" He growled, looking up abruptly and looking her directly in the eyes. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw every emotion he had been hiding over the last two hours expressed in his eyes. "She's never going to take it back. She's never going to take me back."

"Oh, Roy," she sighed, his defeated tone melting away the last of her hesitance. This time when she moved closer she wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling him to her. Surprisingly he didn't fight it, instead the tension drained from him as he slumped, pressing his face into her stomach. She brought her other hand up and gently ran it through his cropped hair, trying to soothe him somehow. His entire body was trembling now, but seeing as she couldn't feel any tears she knew it wasn't because he was crying. Despite that, she made quiet shushing noises. She'd never really done this before, comforting people. She'd been an only child, with no parental figure, an absentee mother, and no close friends growing up, she'd never had anyone to comfort. After a while he lifted his own arms and tucked them around her waist, pulling her closer. There was nothing romantic or sexual about it. She felt surprisingly maternal - again, something that had never happened to her before. He tightened his arms a little when he gave a particularly violent shudder and she winced slightly. She knew he meant no harm, but he obviously wasn't in control still.

"Roy? Roy, I love the cuddle, but you're hugging like a python," she said, deliberately keeping her tone light and petting his head to let him know that she was okay. He dropped his arms but didn't move away from her. She settled back against the desk again, making him lean forward in his chair a little. Leaving one hand wrapped around his shoulders and rubbing his (very solid) bicep gently she picked up the bracelet.

"I hate him." The venom in Roy's voice made Felicity tense and she stopped rubbing his shoulder, nudging him back so she could look at him.

"Hate who, Roy? Oliver?" She asked, confused.

"He made me," he muttered, staring at the bracelet she was toying with. "He used her against me over and over."

"Roy, he was doing that to try to help you," she tried to rationalise with him, once more concerned at the Mirakuru heightened emotions he was displaying.

"He told me I was too dangerous."

"You are dangerous, Roy," she whispered, touching his cheek and making him look up at her, "You're dangerous, but you're learning."

"He doesn't think so." He said, once more injecting as much venom as he could into the sentence.

"Roy, I don't understand," she said, imploring him to explain, "I've obviously missed something."

He shook his head and reached out, taking the bracelet from her and toying with it. She noticed absently that it seemed to both calm him and make the tension in his shoulders more pronounced.

"Wait, does this have anything to do with your little guy talk earlier?" She asked, suddenly remembering earlier before she got the news bulletin about Laurel getting the Bertinelli case when Oliver and Roy had been speaking quietly at the other side of her workspace. Roy nodded miserably, opening and closing the bracelet mindlessly.

"He told me to stay away from Thea," he said eventually, tossing the cuff onto the bench and glaring at it again, "He told me that she wasn't safe with me, that I was too dangerous."

"That's bullshit!" She cried, before she'd had a chance to think it through. Rationally she knew that Oliver was right, but at the same time, with Slade Wilson out there threatening Oliver's family, Roy was probably Thea's best bet at staying safe. Wilson knew Roy was dosed with Mirakuru, making him slightly harder to deal to that Digg or Oliver. At least if Roy was around Thea would have a chance of escape. She made a point of telling Roy this, as she began pacing angrily, ripping the hair tie keeping her hair in its ponytail and agitatedly running her hands through it.

"I thought so too," Roy growled and Felicity jumped as he smashed his fist down onto the metal bench, putting a fairly significant dent in it.

"First thing tomorrow, I swear, I am going to rip him a new one." It was Felicity's turn to growl. She couldn't believe Oliver's audacity. She couldn't believe that he would be so eager to sacrifice his sisters and Roy's happiness, to throw away the little trust that had built between protégé and mentor, and the only thing that seemed to ground Roy when he lost control. Roy snorted despondently.

"Can I be there?"

"No," she smirked, tugging his hair teasingly, "Because you are going to be with Thea, telling her you're an idiot and winning her back with that strange charm you have that gives you such power over that girl. Honestly, she loves you so much-" She stopped when she realised Roy had dropped his head to his hands and was trembling again. "Roy?"

"She won't take me back. Not this time," he said, his voice muffled from the way his head was buried in his arms.

"Of course she'll take you back-"

"No! She won't!" He roared, standing so abruptly his chair went skidding off behind him and she jumped backwards.

"Why not?" She pressed. (She knew she shouldn't with him being so unstable, but honestly, she stood up to Oliver. Roy wasn't all that different as long as she stayed out of arm's reach.)

"I broke her," he whispered, "I broke her trust."

"Roy, you stole the girls purse!" Felicity cried, not understanding what he would have done that would have been worse than that.

"I made sure she'd catch me cheating," he said, his voice suddenly becoming emotionless once more.

"You what?" Felicity couldn't believe her ears.

"I'd tried just breaking up with her but she- she wasn't having it. She kept telling me she wouldn't let me push her away. I couldn't think of anything else to do. I made sure she would walk in on me hooking up with Lisa-"

"Blonde Lisa? As in Hostess Lisa?" Felicity interrupted.

"Yes. Lisa." Roy sighed, sinking back into his chair. "I knew that she would cause the most pain. I hurt her, Felicity. I made sure she would never take me back."

"I'm going to kill him," Felicity growled again. That would explain why Thea had looked heart broken when she'd seen her on the club footage earlier. One glance at Roy slumped in the chair playing with the bracelet made her mind up. "Okay, you're coming home with me tonight." She said, making sure her tone was no nonsense.

"No, Felicity I just want to go home and sleep," he sighed, moving to stand up. She blocked his path, her hands on her hips and gave him her best death glare.

"No, you're coming to mine. No arguments. We're going to eat ice cream and watch The Breakfast Club and you're going to talk, or not talk, which is fine. You don't have to talk. But the last thing you need is to be alone right now. I have a spare room. Thea's practically been living at yours and I don't think you want to be going home to that reminder so you're coming back to mine and getting a decent nights sleep. Okay?" She finished, taking in a great huff of air. Roy looked at her like she had grown an extra head before finally shrugging.

"At least it wasn't Dirty Dancing."

A/N 2; So again, let me know what you think :) Review button is just below! Cheers x