A/N Okay so I love Olicity, and I love fics with her on the Island with him, but i wanted to put a little spin on it. So she was not with him the whole time, considering she was still at MIT when he went missing. Let me know what you think!!

Lil Kaari

Felicity Smoak silently road the elevator to the executive floor of Queen Consolidated, it was late, later than it should have been for her to still be here, but her incompetent boss left her to fix all of his mistakes. Felicity's boss did not like her, it could have something to do with the fact that she had graduated at the top of her class from MIT, at the age of nineteen. This was her first job out of college. Dropping the file on the desk she spotted the picture of two men, Robert and Oliver Queen, they had been lost at sea when the Queen's Gambit, a yacht they were on, went down in the North China Sea. picking up the picture Felicity smiled.

"You are really cute, it's too bad you're dead, which is admittedly worse for you than me." she set the picture down and adjusted her glasses, and walked away, muttering, "I really need to stop talking to myself."

Unbeknownst to Felicity, she was being watched from the shadows, by none other than Oliver Queen himself. He smiled at the words of the unknown girl, with blonde hair tied into a ponytail. Oliver, turned and left the office that should be his. He left Starling City, the home he had not seen in two years, and everyone in it thought him to be dead. Felicity did not know that she was being watched, not by Oliver but by others. She figured this out two months later when she was taken from her apartment.

Felicity sat shaking on the beach of an unknown island, she wasn't sure how long she had been there. Her knees pulled close to her chest. She should move, not just sit here. She did not know who took her, or why they took her, she was just and IT girl, not head of the department or even in charge of any projects. Standing slowly she turned to face the island forest that was behind her. Slowly she made her way into the forest.

She stayed close to the trees, unsure of what was on the island. She had been walking for a little while when she came upon an old plane, it seemed to be half buried in the ground. Shelter. There were a few crates along the sides and some netting. Opening some of the crates she found water, grabbing a bottle she sat down and curled up again. Her eye began to drop, and soon she was encased in the darkness that was sleep.

Felicity startled awake when she heard leaves rustling with footsteps. She moved to conceal herself further into the corner of the plane. She made out the silhouette of a man walking into the plane, he walked to the one crate she hadn't opened. It was long and had strange symbols on it. He pulled out a bow and some arrows. Felicity shifted wincing at the noise it made. The man jerked his head in her direction.

"Who's there." she flinched. He knocked an arrow on the string of his bow. "Come out now!" he said his voice sounded angry and low.

Slowly Felicity stood, moving away from the safety of her corner, toward the man. He had shaggy dirty blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. His clothes were in tatters, scars maring his arms and legs, his skin was caked in dirt and grim. Briefly Felicity wondered if she looked the same.

"Don't shoot me please, I Don't know where I am, or how I got here. I mean I can guess but I don't know why, I'm just an IT girl," she was babbling, again. She should stop doing that. "I was in my apartment sleeping and the next thing I know I'm on a beach, but not a tropical nice sunny vacation beach, but this beach here and I am going to shut up now in 3..2..1" He stared at her.

"You don't know why you're here. Where are you from?" he asked the tone in his voice dropping slightly, to be more friendly.

"Well I was born in Las Vegas, then at 15 I moved so I Could attend MIT, then I got a job in Starling City, but I wasn't there for long when i found myself here, on this island with you who I have no idea who you are and this will end in 3..2...1" Felicity was shaking. She felt the panic rising in her chest as she began to pace and breath.

"Starling City?" he said. "That's my home." the second part was said softer. He didn't notice when Felicity dropped to her knees her breathing worsening, her eyes darting around the plane, tears streaming. When he did he dropped the bow and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Hey it's ok I can keep you safe. I promise." he reassured her, not sure what was going on. He knew she was panicking, but that was about it. Eventually she calmed down enough for her eyes to focus. He was in front of her on his knees, hands on her shoulders rubbing them up and down.

"I'm good." she muttered pulling her hands in her lap and shifting her weight to sit on her knees and heels.

"What's your name?" he asked, removing his hands from her shoulders.

"Felicity Smoak. Who are you." Felicity said between deep breaths.

"Oliver Queen" she turned her startled eyes up to him.

"You died. Two years ago."

"I didn't, Washed up here." he said. "Come on we need to move." he said pulling her up to her feet.

Three years Later.

Oliver stood on the rock watching the boat come closer, Felicity next to him, holding tightly to the small bundle in her arms. It was time to go home. Reaching over Felicity squeezed Olivers hand, and held tightly too it. He squeezed her hand back, and looked down at her. Together they got on the boat, Oliver handing over the small chest, the same one with the writing that was strange to Felicity. Oliver turned and reached out his arms to her, carefully she handed over the bundle she held, before lifting herself onto the boat, holding Oliver's free hand for support.

"We're going home." she said taking the bundle back and sitting next to him as the small chinese man handed Oliver a phone. Oliver kissed her hair line and smiled down at her.

"We are." he said lifting the phone to his ear.

A/N what do you think???