Laurel Lance and Felicity Smoak met for the first time;
And Earth 1 Laurel's death is touched on.
When Laurel first became a part of Team Arrow; as The Black Canary, she and Felicity hated each other, each seeing the other as competition. Laurel was everything Felicity wasn't and she had history with Oliver. While Felicity was a fresh slate for Oliver and had the brains. But sitting around the hospital bed now, Felicity couldn't work out why she hated Laurel so much, but now it made sense. She didn't hate Laurel; she had fallen for the Black Canary. As she sits on the edge of Laurel's bed, watching the heart monitor, knowing it wouldn't be long until the rhythm would stop; she couldn't help but let her mind wander to the first time they met.
"Felicity this is Laurel. Laurel, this is Felicity." Oliver introduced, watching as both blondes shook hands. "Laurel will be taking the place of Sara, as our black canary." Oliver explained, causing the IT girl to look at him. "Are you able to get her an intercom and a costume?" Oliver asked, the blonde with glasses who nods. "I can do that. I'll have them ready in a week." Felicity answered, her eyes raking over her crushes ex. She couldn't deny the fact that Laurel was gorgeous, but she wasn't sure what Laurel being here meant. All she knew is that the gorgeous blonde in front of her, had history with Oliver. As the Hood walks away, Felicity looks up at Laurel, who glares at the IT girl. "Stay away from Ollie." The new Canary, hisses before walking away, leaving the IT girl alone.
The sound of the heart monitor flat lining pulls Felicity from her thoughts. She blinks back tears as the doctor turn the machine off, following everyone else out of the room. She looks up as Quieten walks over to the team, taking in the tear stained faces. "She's gone, isn't she?" He asks, turning to Oliver. "Yes, sir; she just passed. You can go in and say your goodbyes." Olivier says, motioning to the room to his left. Felicity watches as Quieten nods before walking into the room. She knew she'd have her chance to say goodbye, once Quieten had done his. While she waits for him to exit the room, she allows her mind to wander again; this time trying to pinpoint the moment she fell in love with Laurel Lance.
It had been a long night for team arrow, as The Black Canary, Spartan, The Arrow and Arsenal make their way back into the bunker, Felicity sits at her computer alone. She had sent Oliver little sister, Thea home, just an hour before. As she looks up from her computer, she gasps at the sight of The Black Canary, who is bleeding and being helped down the stairs by Oliver and Diggle. "What happened?" Felicity snaps as the group reach the bottom of the stairs. "It wasn't like we planned it, Fliss." John says, helping Laurel over to the stainless steel table. "I'm going to shower, can you patch her up?" Oliver asks, standing by the bathroom door. Felicity nods, knowing she could do it. "John and Roy go home, get some rest." Oliver orders before stepping into the bathroom. Once the boys leave, Felicity turns to Laurel, who is wincing in pain. "So are you going to tell me what happened?" She asks softly, as she gathers the medical supplies needed to patch Laurel up. "They came out of nowhere. They threw a knife at me, before we even saw them." The other blonde explains, wincing as Felicity tries to get a look at the wound. "I'm sorry, but this is going to hurt." Felicity whispers; pulling the black leathers away from the wounded area. Once she can see the wound clearly, she begins cleaning it. "I'm guessing Oliver, Roy and John, took care of it?" She asks as she begins stitching the wound, trying to distract Laurel; knowing that the other blonde would refuse painkillers. "Yeah, we didn't have time to warn you, it happened in an alley not too far from here." She explains as Felicity wraps the wound. "You'll be sore for a few days, but it should heal nicely." The IT girl explains, walking over to the cupboard where they always kept spare clothes. She grabs a pair of leggings and a sweatshirt that belong to Laurel, before walking back over. As she hands the clothing over, her hand brushes Laurel's, causing her eyes to snap up to the older girls. As their eyes lock, Felicity realises how screwed she is. She was supposed to hate Laurel, but looking at Laurel now; she knew that wasn't the case anymore. The sound of the bathroom door unlocking breaks the eye contact, as Felicity takes a step back, turning back to her computers.
It's the sound of Quieten clearing his throat that draws Felicity's attention, as she decides that it was that moment that she fell in love with Laurel. "Does anyone else want to say goodbye?" Quieten asks, looking around the room, falling on Felicity. She nods before standing from her chair and making her way into the room. She makes her way over to the lifeless body, her eyes filling with tears. As she sits back on the edge of the bed, she reaches out taking the cold hand in hers. "I am so sorry! I was such a bitch to you; but then again so were you. I don't know exactly how it happened, but my jealousy of you changed. Suddenly I wasn't jealous of you, I was jealous of Oliver." She whispers as she rubs her thumb against the back of Laurel's hand. "I fell in love with you, God, I'm such an idiot. I fell in love with my ex's ex." She chuckles lightly, before leaning down to place a kiss on Laurel's forehead. "I'm sorry, it took me so long to realise and now I'll never get the chance to say it." She sits in silence for a few more minutes, standing from the bed to exit the room, allowing Oliver to say his own goodbyes.
Constructive criticism is always welcome and please please remember that this is AU with a bit of Canon involved.