When I see her incandescent pink waves cascading over her slender shoulder my heart flutters. My wistful reaction is short lived, manifesting into something all together darker as I catch sight of the graze upon her forehead and remember the fact that I can't touch her as we remain separated by the glass window between us.
Felicity cracks a heartfelt smile when she sees me but I can see the hurt behind her eyes and the toll this is taking on her and that hurts me deeper than I thought it could, I have to remind myself that ultimately the decision I made was to protect her and William, no matter how difficult it gets.
When I reach the glass my hand reaches out and I press my hand against the cold surface in the hope that somehow I will be able to touch her. I need to touch her, to feel her coconut balmed skin beneath my fingers, and the heat of her breath against my face, and the thought alone tugs at my already breaking heart. I watch with a crumbling resolve as she raises her hand to match mine, her lip quivering and giving way to the unshed tears that glaze her eyes.
With my free hand I pick up the handset that connects to the corresponding one on her side and she follows suit picking up the handset on her side of the pane.
I try to speak but the words won't come, not without the tears that I am ultimately afraid to shed, and so with my eyes alone I implore her to talk to me to ramble the way I have missed so much but instead my name leaves her lips in a strangled cry and that's all it takes for my already crumbling resolve to shatter into a thousand tiny pieces.
"Felicity.. baby" I croak though my swollen throat, and she speaks my name once more. This time weaker and more pained. "I need you to come home. Please?" She begs and I know what she is asking, what she is pleading for. She wants me to agree to her finding a way to break me out of this Federal prison, and I can't agree to it. What kind of life would that give Felicity and William? Constantly living in the shadows, hiding from everything and everyone. It wouldn't be fair on any of us.
"No Felicity we discussed this. Do it right" I reply asking her to get me out the right way, for the team to catch Prometheus.
"How did you get that?" I gesture to her head, trying to divert the conversation and she she shrugs as though it isn't important and I feel my blood begin to boil at the insinuation.
"Fel-ic-ity" I drawl, not accepting her lack of explanation.
"I'm fine it's nothing" She snarls and I feel my heart breaking all over again. Just as I am about to reply, a guard shouts that time is up and I have to swallow the fear that threatens to consume me at the prospect of having to go another two weeks without seeing my Wife.
"Felicity. I love you" I whisper through the handset.
"I love you too Oliver"
And as the guards drag me to my feet, shackling my hands behind my back, I watch the love of my life walk away.