I love "Arrow" and the show's characters, but I claim no ownership over any of it.
This story takes place after "Taken" (4.16)
" Aftershocks "
" Sorry to just drop by but I can walk and I just broke up with Oliver."
And that was the statement 2 days ago that had led to Felicity Smoak staying in Curtis and Paul's guest room. She had told that she didn't want to intrude and could stay at a hotel but they had insisted she stay with them. And she hadn't argued, after walking out of her apartment building, getting in and out of a cab and walking up the steps to the men's home she was exhausted, her legs and back ached. Paul had told her that was to be expected and had given her some medicine and ice packs. Curtis had then led her into the nicest guest room she had ever seen, with a very comfortable bed and she had barely left it. The guys told her to stay as long as she like but she planned to get up today and go check into the same hotel her mom was staying at. Donna had come over the next morning, after Felicity texted her, she had been overjoyed and heartbroken for her baby girl. She had stopped by the loft, where Oliver was no where to be found, and had grabbed clothes and cosmetics for Felicity and then she stopped by the store and bought a gallon of mint chip. Felicity had stayed in the same pair of pajamas and ate the entire gallon of mint chip, now it was time to get up.
She left the room and met the worried glances of Curtis and Paul who were having breakfast.
"I'm fine, really." She smiled the best she could. They nodded.
She sat with them and made small talk, then Paul reviewed with her some exercises that he wanted her to be doing to strengthen her muscles. After he left for work Curtis drove the two of the them to Palmer Tech.
"Have you talked to Oliver?" He asked, breaking the silence.
Immediately tears came to her eyes. "No. He sent a few text but I didn't respond."
Curtis nodded.
"Thank you for not making me talk about it. I just can't right now."
"No problem and no forced talking. We are not talking about that topic." He then started talking about a new project he was thinking up. Felicity knew she should be listening but her thoughts wondered.
She spent the rest of the day in a haze. Donna came by at lunch and had been a nice distraction. But Felicity's thoughts were going a million different directions. Five months ago she would have said that breaking up with Oliver would be the hardest thing she would ever have to deal with. But in the last 5 months she had been shot and lost the ability to walk, been kidnapped and nearly killed in a gas chamber, been reunited with biological father and then had him arrested and then on top of all that was the Oliver situation. Life had been hard.
Felicity opened an Internet browser on her computer and booked a flight. She needed to get out of here, she needed to escape.
She left Curtis with her information and made him VP of the company. She told her mom not to worried and promised to check in every few days. She called Diggle and told him not to worry about her either. He had been understanding and told her to go and be careful. He'd offer to drive her to the airport but she declined. He told her not to worry about Team Arrow, that Lyla could help them through A.R.G.U.S if anything came up.
The best part of being a millionaire was that she would be able to buy what she needed as she needed it. She boarded the private jet and fastened her belt, the airplane lifted off and she started bawling. She sobbed until she fell asleep in her seat, then she woke up and sobbed some more. By the time she landed in Bali she was completely drained. She took a cab to the furnished house she had found online to rent and fell asleep, she slept for 2 days.
1 month later…..
She was doing yoga on the beach when her phone rang.
"Dig?"
"Hey Felicity." He sounded hollow and she felt dread fill her.
"What's wrong?"
"It's time to come home. Laurel is dead."
A day later she got off the plane. She had expected Diggle to pick her up but was only mildly surprised to see Oliver standing outside a black limousine. He opened the door for her and she slipped in. They rode in silence to the cemetery. He had taken her hand during the ceremony and she had let him, but when the service was over she had let it go and walked back to the limo.
He stayed by the grave for what seemed like forever. When he got in the car they finally spoke.
To Be Continued….