Here is chapter to for you. I told you it would be here quickly :p


Five times Oliver found Felicity Asleep

2. On the Couch

Again, it was a late night but this time Oliver and Felicity were not doing arrow related activities. Instead, there was a mountain of paperwork that needed to be signed and filed for immediate delivery first thing tomorrow morning. Felicity had kicked off her shoes and was sitting on the couch in Oliver's office while he was sitting at his desk. His jacket was long gone and his tie was loosened to the point of almost being untied.

"How did you not get through these today? You had plenty of time." Felicity grumbled and Oliver had the decency to look sorry.

"I'm still getting used to this whole CEO work. And I am sorry that I had to keep you back here tonight," Oliver said, never taking his eyes off of the papers in front of him.

"What would you do without me?" Felicity asked after a moment of silence with a smile and a shake of her head. Oliver looked up and returned the grin.

"I'm not answering that if that is what you are looking for," he said and Felicity rolled her eyes.

"It was worth a try. Now keep working. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can go to bed. And I don't mean that the two of us will be going to bed together because that not going to happen. I meant that you and I would be going to bed in our separate bed which are in our separate homes…" Felicity trailed off as she hid her face in her hands and Oliver couldn't help but laugh.

"One would think I would be used to the ways that you ramble but you have a way of continually surprising me," Oliver stated and Felicity looked up and hoped that her cheeks weren't as red as they felt.

"Yeah well, you would be one of the first people to say that to me," Felicity said and turned all of her focus onto the paperwork in front of her so that Oliver knew she wasn't up to talking any more on the subject.


As the hours passed by, Oliver couldn't help but pick his head up every now and again to watch Felicity. After finding her asleep at her desk in the lair, he had taken to watching her to make sure she didn't overdo herself again.

"Please tell me you have some kind of food around here. I'm starving," Felicity said and Oliver couldn't help but ask.

"I ordered some food about twenty minutes ago but you must have been too into your work to have noticed."

"Ha ha ha," Felicity said, her voice laced with sarcasm. "This is all your fault you know. I would have noticed had these forms been signed already. And that's not to say that you and I would be up here alone and together if there was no work to get done at all. Seriously, just tell me to shut up." Oliver opened his mouth to reply when the phone on his desk buzzed.

"Yes?" he answered.

"I have a food delivery for you Mr Queen," the voice on the other end said.

"I'll be right down," Oliver answered before he hung up.

"Food!" Felicity said as she fell back to lay down on the couch. "I thought I was going to pass out from starvation soon enough."

"You just stay here. I won't be too long," Oliver said as he walked out of his office. He glanced back to see that Felicity was still laying down on the couch and had brought one of her arms up to cover her eyes.

Oliver wasn't even gone for ten minutes by the time he returned up to his office. He stopped in the doorway as he took in Felicity. She had changed positions and was now curled up on her side, his jacket now folded up under her head. Her eyes were closed but Oliver wasn't entirely sure if she was asleep. There was only one way to find out.

"Food's here," he announced and watched as Felicity sighed before slowly opening her eyes.

"It better be good food," she said before moving herself into a sitting position. Oliver grinned and sat down beside her, placing the Big Belly take out bag on the table.

"Does this meet your satisfaction?"

"Oh yes," Felicity said, eagerly reaching for the bag. They ate their meal in relative silence, which was broken by Felicity telling him some random stories and Oliver couldn't help how natural this all felt. The paperwork was long forgotten while the two conversed and Felicity was surprised that Oliver began to tell some stories of his own. She listened with rapt attention to everything he said, wanting to make sure he knew that she wasn't going to take this for granted. She wanted Oliver to be able to trust her just as much as she trusted him. Somewhere along the lines, Felicity had moved herself to lie back down on the couch with his jacket again under her head. Oliver continued to talk as she looked up at him and she could tell that he hadn't realised that his hand was running through her hair. The calming effect this had on her was enough for her to close her eyes and sigh in contentment. Oliver stopped speaking for a moment and his hand stilled. Without opening her eyes, Felicity spoke.

"Don't stop. I like listening to your stories." After a moment of hesitation, Oliver's hand began moving again and his voice floated over her ears. He had yet to tell her any stories from his time on the island but this was a big enough step for them tonight.

After finishing off a story about some of the antics he and Thea used to get up to when they were young, Oliver looked down at Felicity. Her head was resting near his legs so he had a clear view of her face and knew that she was fast asleep. He hadn't planned on telling her that much about his past but there was something about Felicity that made him trust her and it was because of that, that he didn't feel the least bit offended that she had fallen asleep while he had been talking. He knew that she had been actively listening when he had started and that was something he was going to hold close to his heart. He was moving into dangerous territory but there was a small part of him that was excited and because of that, he leant his head back on the seat and he too closed his eyes, feeling safe enough in this moment with Felicity beside him.


When Felicity woke the next morning, she was confused as to why she wasn't in her bed until the events of last night invaded her memory. Instead of blushing at the way things had gone, Felicity smiled softly to herself. She turned her head up expecting to see Oliver there but she found that she was alone in the office and a glance at the clock told her that the day wasn't due to begin for another hour and a half. In a panic, Felicity that there was no time to go home and change and she knew that if people saw her in the same outfit she had worn yesterday, the rumors about her and Oliver would only escalate.

"Good morning," Oliver greeted as he stepped into his office. He paused and frowned when he took in her panicked state. "What's wrong?"

"I slept here all night and I have nothing to change into and if people see me wearing the same thing as yesterday they are all going to assume that you are were...you know...together last night."

"I know Felicity. That's why I had Digg drive over to your house and grab you a change of clothes. You can use the CEO bathroom to shower and change," Oliver said as he held out the bag he was holding towards. Felicity stood up and walked over to him.

"You did that for me?" she asked, not doing anything to hide the shock in her voice. Oliver nodded.

"I know how much all the gossip hurts you and I didn't want to add more fuel to the fire because I'm not doing my job right." Without thinking, Felicity reached up and placed a hand on Oliver's cheek.

"You are doing an amazing job and anyone who can't see that must be incredibly blind. This company would be very lost without," she said sternly. "And thank you, for thinking of me and getting me a change of clothes." Before she lost her nerve, Felicity leant up and pressed a kiss to Oliver's cheek before taking the bag from him and walking towards the bathroom. Oliver watched her walk away and tried to ignore the erratic beating of his heart.


Chapter 3 will be up soon, but reviews are always nice in the mean time ;)