Sinceriously
A/N: Hey guys! This is my first Arrow fic, it is a Canarrow fic because I always liked Oliver and a couple, no offense to Lauriver and Olicity shippers because I love both Felicity and Laurel anyway, here is the first chapter, hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Arrow or any of it's characters or places, they all belong to DC comics and the CW.
Chapter One
Starling City, the glades day.
A woman wearing a long flowing black cloak emerges from a car and heads straight for a dilapidated building with rusted a sigh reading 'Queen Consolidated' perched atop. Climbing swiftly over the chain-link fence she makes her way for the front door and slips inside before pulling down the hood of her cloak to reveal long black hair and twin katana blades strapped to her back. "Well this is a step up from the last place I found him in." she says to herself with a smile.
"Who are you talking to? And also who are you? And are you aware that this is private property, which means you are in fact trespassing, which is against the law, meaning I could have you arrested, well not me personally but my boss, well he's not really my boss but I work for him or with him..."
"You must be Felicity. I've heard so much about you I almost feel like I know you already." the woman says.
"Well I don't know that I must be Felicity, but yes I am her. What I don't know is how you know that when I have no idea who you are." the bespectacled blonde sitting at the bar says.
"If you're planning on using that picture you just not so stealthily took of me to run through facial recognition or something of that order I can save you the trouble by telling you it won't be any use. I'm not in any database local or international." the woman says.
"But that's not possible, there has to be a photo of you somewhere online, and if it's online I can find it." Felicity says.
"Be my guest, just try not to be too disappointed when you come up empty."
"Felicity, how are you going with the….who the hell are you?" an African American man demands emerging from the shadows at the back of the room.
"Did you just come up from the lair? Or should call it the 'Arrow cave'?" the woman in the cloak asks.
"I'll ask you one more time before I shoot you, who the hell are you?" the mans asks.
"Relax Diggle, I come in peace." she says ignoring the question.
"Ok, how do you know my name, and why should I trust you? Just because you say you come in peace?" Diggle asks.
"Well John it's really quite simple, I know your name because I know all about what's down in the basement, and what kind of operation you all run in here, and I don't mean the night, although I am interested in why he chose to run a night club of all things. As for your second question, if I wanted you dead I would have done it by now, I don't generally waste time introducing myself to my targets, it's really much more effective to kill them on sight." she says. "So are The Arrow and Canary here or should I come back later?"
"I don't know what you're taking about" Diggle says.
"I would believe you Mr Diggle, if I didn't think you were full of crap" she says with a smirk.
"If you really are a friend as you claim to be, then why can't you tell us who you are?" Felicity asks.
"Never said I can't tell you who I am, I just haven't told you yet, there's a difference" she says.
"SO are you gonna tell us?" Felicity asks.
"No, but not for the reasons you think. Rest assured however that all will be revealed in due course, now please tell me where I can find The Arrow I have important business to discuss with him and his little bird" she says.
"Like I said before, I don't know what you're talking about." Diggles says.
"Ok, if that's the way you want to play it. Just don't say I didn't give you the opportunity to cooperate when you wake up" she says before pulling a hidden bow from and firing an arrow at him before he can draw breath.
"What the hell was that! You say you're a friend and then you shoot John? What the hell is wrong with you?" Felicity demands.
"Relax it's just a tranquilizer, he'll wake up in about an hour. Now are you going to tell me where our vigilante friends are or shall I just go down to the lair and pull up their tracking information on the computer?" she asks.
"How do you know about that? I mean….I don't know what you're talking about. What lair? All we have down in the basement and spare chairs and alcohol." Felicity says.
"Ok enough with the stonewalling, you know that I know that you know what's down there, so why don't we just skip this whole part so I can find the Arrow and tell him what I came here to tell him before it's too late. Unless of course you'd like to be responsible for the abandoned wasteland formerly known as Starling City." she says.
"What are you talking about?" Felicity demands.
"Get me the Arrow and I'll tell you." she says.
"No, you can't just come here and say something like that and just expect me to do what you want." Felicity protests.
"Ok fine, you wanna know what's coming? Imagine the worst thing you have ever experienced and times that by about a billion and you might come close to what I am talking about, now for last time, quit stonewalling me and tell me where the hell I can find Oliver!" she snarls with a dangerous glint in her eye pulling out one of her katanas for emphasis.
"Ok, ok, I'll help you, just but the knife thing away." Felicity says.
"It's called a katana actually, and it's a samurai sword originating from ancient Japan, this particular one has been in my family for generations." she says.
"But you're not Japanese." Felicity points out.
"No, I'm not, can we please get back to the task at hand? Namely finding Oliver, if you don't have the time I can do it myself, all I need is a computer.
"You know computers?" Felicity asks.
"I know enough to get by and that is the last question I will be answering until you answer mine, where the hell are the Arrow and the Canary?" she demands a hint of annoyance creeping into her tone.
"I can't tell you that." Felicity says.
"Well then you leave me no choice." she says snatching the laptop on the bar.
"Hey that's mine!" Felicity snaps.
"I gave you the option of helping me. " she responds with a shrug before firing an arrow into the fuse box plunging the club into darkness.
Unknown Rooftop in Starling City. Day.
"Whatever it is you're thinking about right now, stop it." Sara Lance says slipping her hand into her boyfriends.
"How do you know what I'm thinking isn't something good?" Oliver counters.
"Because I know you Ollie, sometimes better than you know yourself, and you have that look in your eye that look that tells me you're blaming yourself for what happened, just like you always do. But guess what? It's not your fault someone killed James Holder, just like it's not your fault we got stranded on Lian Yu. Or that your father died, or Thea got into trouble while we were gone." she replies.
"Ok fine, so maybe James Holder isn't my fault, and maybe Thea getting into trouble isn't either, but some things are my fault. You would never have been on the boat if it weren't for me. If I hadn't been so selfish and self-centred you never would have gotten on that boat and you never would have had to go through everything you went through the last five years. Every scar you have is my fault because you wouldn't have been in those situations if I hadn't made you come on the boat with me." he says.
"Ollie how many times do I have to tell you, the scars are not your fault, you didn't give me any of them, and I got on the boat because I wanted to not because you made me." she replies reaching up and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Do you wanna know something else? I don't regret that decision, not one bit, because if I hadn't gotten on that boat with you I never would have had the opportunity to fall in love with you and I can't imagine my life without you in it." she tells him before pulling him closer and pressing her lips to his in a passionate kiss.
"I love you to Sara. I would never have survived those five years without you." he replies kissing her back with equal passion.
"Well it's good to know some things never change. You two are still nauseatingly in love with each other." an unfamiliar voice says and a figure in a black cloak lands on the rooftop bow drawn and aimed at the two.
A/N: Thanks for reading hope you liked the first chapter, let me know what you think and If I should continue or not.