An: So I wasn't sure about continuing this but after lots of encouraging reviews and follows both here and AO3 I decided to go for it. And then I ended up writing something super long that I had to split up into two parts.

The next one should be up Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday at the latest, depending on my homework schedule. But I never thought I'd get the response I did but I thank you all. I'm not sure if this writing will become a regular thing but I've thought about doing a prompts series or something. Which will be fun and especially since I got a new tablet for Christmas to write on. Happy holidays btw. But then it's weird because I still get ideas in the middle of the night. That's just when the muse decides it's time to work * ahem wrote these next chapters at 12:30 am*. Ideas are welcome for new writing adventures because I really enjoy this now.

But you definetly didn't come her to hear me talk. You came for a new chapter. So here.

Take it.

Oliver felt like he could breathe again. Which was really saying something considering the altitude he was at where the air was thinner.

But it was true. He felt lighter and knew it was his hope for the future.

He turned and started to gather his belongings from the cold ground. As he walked past Nyssa she refused to make eye contact and he didn't blame her. He suspected that, even though he won the battle fair and square, it as hard for her to now have to mourn not only her lover but her father as well.

As he prepared to make the trek back down Maseo came to his side.

" I am glad you survived oliver. I chose this life because I was angry and hurt and mourning after it happened. And I knew I would never get to leave. I figured it would help with the pain joining the league. But I am a changed man and now with The Demon's demise maybe I can start over. Like I told you before a man cannot live by two names and with that look in your eyes I think you have finally realized what that means."

Oliver looked down at his hands, trying to hide his grin but he couldn't. One thought of her and he turned to mush. And he was the Arrow for crying out loud. He had a reputation to uphold. But he knew when it came to her it didn't matter.

"Go my friend," Maseo said, " And good luck."

Oliver nodded once and with a once over of his injuries to make sure they wouldn't impede with his departure and with one look back at Nyssa, he started his trek back down the mountain.

Felicity sat in her computer chair in the foundry biting her nails, her colorful nail polish long gone as the hours ticked by from when Oliver left for the duel. It had been over 24 hours since he left.

Had it really been that long? She asked her self. How long did it take to climb a mountain?

And climb down... If he survived...

Felicity shook her head to clear it of those thoughts. She couldn't think like that. She didn't want to imagine a life without Oliver part of it. Ever since he walked into her office with a laptop with bullet holes in it and a lame excuse she knew there was something about him. And ever since then their life's have become so intertwined and she fell in love somewhere along the way. And she was quite upset with herself that her, a genius, couldn't figure out when it happened.

I love you.

Who says that? And just walks off like its nothing? Felicity fought back tears as she remembered how sure he had said it. Like it was the easiest thing in the world.

He had to come back. Or she would find him and kill him herself. And probably slap him in the face. And kiss him like she's never kissed anyone before. Not necessarily in that order.

She jumped and was cleared of her thoughts when the foundry door opened. Her heart leaped with hope but then realized it was two sets of footsteps. Diggle and Roy.

"Felicity," Diggle sighed, "what are you still doing here? You need to go home. Rest. Eat. Go to work. Do something. We will here..." Diggle paused for a moment. He didn't want to hope too much in case his brother in arms didn't return. But he didn't want to give Felicity false hope either. The girl was like a sister to him and she seemed so broken hearted, just waiting. But he knew he couldn't just let her stay there. She had multiple missed calls from work and Ray and he wasn't sure if she had eaten or showered, much less been home.

Diggle cleared his throat and continued. "We will hear of something soon I know it. "

Felicity sighed. "I know John. I figure it takes a while to climb a mountain and all but it's the just not knowing. And I think that's killing me." Felicity looked up at the ceiling, willing the fresh tears away. She suddenly felt two hands on her shoulders.

Roy and Dig stood their with their silent support. Dig who feared he had lost another brother in battle and Roy who looks lost with the fear of losing a mentor and someone who had saved his life countless times.

Felicity realized they were looking out for her and that Oliver wouldn't want her to do this to herself either. So she gave in. She reached over and made sure her searches for Oliver were still running and started to gather her things.

"Ok ok, " she said, relenting."I probably smell really bad and we don't need that in the foundry. I'll head home. I'll see you guys tomorrow?"

Diggle and Roy gave each other a look before they both looked back at her. They nodded and she nodded back and turned back to her belongings and purse as they headed up the stairs and out the door.

She knew she had to leave. She couldn't stay here. She started packing things in her purse and she had her searches send any results for Oliver to her tablet at home. It was barely ten minutes when she heard the door open again.

"Guys it's fine you don't have to wait for me I'm heading home."

But then Felicity froze. There was only one set of footsteps coming slowly down the foundry steps and she could recognize them anywhere. She heard the footsteps halt at the bottom of the stairs and Felicity put down her things and slowly did an about face.

There was Oliver.

Remember review/ comment...or not. Again your life but I hope you enjoyed it. Ideas and criticism and all that welcomed.

I figured I had to do a disclaimer thing or whatever so obviously arrow is not mine or there probably wouldn't be as many explosions.

At Italian restaurants.

With my OTP inside.