Felicity sat at her new desk, in the new lair putting together the computers. Behind her the boys were setting up the workout area. To the left of Felicity's computer system was the parking area for the motorcycles, and one car at Lyla's insistence. Felicity hit one button and on the screen attached to the wall all the security feeds to the building above them turned on. After breaching the last lair, Felicity ensured that the building and the new lair were all secured in almost every format.
They had salvaged from the old lair as much as they could and transferred it to the building. Digg called in contractors to rehab the top floor into a penthouse, with the rest of the building, floors into desired apartments, businesses on street level, two elevators, stairs, and even a secret elevator in between the others that went to the top floor only. It lead to a bunker(aka the new lair). The contractor was told that Oliver Queen was living there and wanted extra security since what had happened in Starling, he didn't even bat an eye, and kept it off the plans.
Oliver offered a floor to Digg and Lyla to use and Lyla happily agreed. Oliver offered a floor to Roy, but he only wanted half a floor, as long as a business nearby would hire him. Roy didn't want all the space, not without Thea, which no one had heard from since the riots. Felicity kept looking through security feeds everywhere to find her, but so far no luck.
She had made the place a fortress, security wise, as it was Oliver Queen's new home the press hadn't gotten word yet, but she was prepared for when they got word. Currently, Oliver had been asking her to move into a floor of the building, but Felicity declined, wanting to remain in her townhouse for the time being. It had been a big fight between the two of them, which left Digg calling them a married couple and Felicity ignoring Oliver for two days. She stopped when he apologized to her when he brought her dinner one night she was working late.
She smiled at the memory. Sara laughed when she told her about it. "Getting Ollie to say sorry is a big deal, and so far you've gotten him to say it twice. You're something else Smoak."
While Sara liked the new lair lay-out, she couldn't help them with the plans. Lyla luckily had stepped in, and with Felicity designed the street level into small shops. A boutique for women specializing in lacy garments (Oliver had blushed and swallowed when Lyla told him that she and Felicity were heading that) a coffee and tea shop, a sports store that even had archery gear (Oliver and Dig liked that) and last a small bakery that was connected to the tea and coffee shop.
So far, the top four levels had been converted into homes, Oliver's being the penthouse, Felicity's being under that (Oliver tried to keep it a secret from her, but he kept it as an empty floor for her to move into if she wanted) Digg and Lyla under that, and Roy on the floor under that with a guest apartment on the other side of his floor. The remaining four three floors to the street level had been up for debate, Lyla thought it would be fun to have more apartments, two to the remaining floors so that it wouldn't be odd watching them move around on the upper floors. Oliver fought that idea, as did Digg, until Lyla pointed out that it would help Oliver Queen's alibi to been seen by people going up to the penthouse. After two weeks of arguing with the pregnant agent, Digg relented, and Oliver followed after that. The remaining three floors had two apartments to a floor. The building was almost complete, and a few families displaced by the riots had already asked to move in.
So far everything was going well. Felicity thought. The new lair was almost finished, the construction on the bottom four stories of the building were nearly complete. The shops had signed on their leases and were completing their work. Starling City was starting to shine a little brighter after two years of hell. She spun around in her new chair.
"Felicity, all set up over there?"
She turned and saw Digg moving towards the designated medical area. Oliver was standing in front of shelves, pulling arrowheads out of boxes and placing them on the shelves. Roy was helping Lyla move in upstairs, the top four floors had been finished, and Lyla was insistent on moving in as soon as possible.
She smiled. "Yup. I've got it all put together. Well almost. I've got to connect a few wires that tap into the police database via that connection cable you found with help from Lance, and then set up the fingerprint access in the private elevator that will only go for the five of us. After that it is to connect to the databases and video cameras all over the city, and thanks to Ms. Waller, I've got access to some of the government's databases. So once I'm all connected it'll be time to set up an algorithm, and set the computers for me and Lyla to use."
Felicity took a breath. She looked up at the boys and let out a laugh. Digg was laughing, hunched over the medical table, and Oliver was just staring blankly at her. She sighed. "I'm sorry I guess I'm not completely done, but I will be in the next two days or so."
Oliver smiled. "Just was curious. Again, technology is still not my forte."
"And archery isn't mine." she snarked back.
"Honestly you two." Digg called to them, once again stocking a cabinet with supplies. "Anything else we missed lately?"
Felicity shook her head. "I don't think so." Oliver shook his head as well.
"Detective Lance got out of the hospital today." Digg mentioned.
"You mean Captain Lance, he did get promoted." Felicity smiled. The Lance family hadn't been in contact with much of the team since Detective Lance was hospitalized. Felicity had stopped by to see him every week, which he appreciated. Laurel had been tied up in the DA's office, since the DA had been murdered she had a new boss and was trying to catch up on the law. Detective Lance had asked Felicity about the Arrow, but Felicity remained mute about their plans.
"You know I just think of you like a daughter right?" Lance asked her as she moved her one of her checkers across the board. Finding out he loved checkers, Felicity brought the board game with her on a visit and they played it every time she had come since.
Felicity smiled. "I'm sure you've arrested your daughters before right?"
Lance chuckled. "He was a killer, I'm glad he reformed his ways." He took two of her pieces.
"I'm glad too."
"I'm not sure if he likes you working for Queen." Lance prodded, glancing up at her.
Felicity flushed. "I do consulting work at the moment. Keeps me busy as people need it after the riots. Oliver is just a friend."
Lance shifted, grimacing as his stitches pulled. "Yeah but, your working for Queen brought the Count there, the attackers at Queen Consolidated. Queen just seems like trouble."
Felicity shook her head, and took two pieces. "King me. You don't have anything to worry about. My life is how I live it, and I help people."
Lance took Felicity's hand. "But at what cost to you? You can't have much of a social life, and I saw what happened to you that night. And Laurel told me that mad man Deathstroke or whatever had taken you, held a sword to your throat."
"But the Arrow saved me, he saved Laurel and I." Felicity squeezed his hand. "No need to worry about me. I'm protected. Just focus on getting better."
Lance smiled. "And you focus on what helps you sleep at night."
"Oh then I have to get some mint chip ice cream." They both laughed.
"I have to get home. I have a stash of computers to back up into new ones." Felicity shut down her new babies and reached for her purse.
"You know that floor is still upstairs, waiting for you to move in." Oliver reminded her, causing Digg to roll his eyes and mutter "Not this again."
Felicity straightened. "Oliver, I'm letting you know now. If I want to move I'll move. I'm fine at the moment, my place is secure and safe. So back off Mr. Superhero."
Oliver smiled, and helped Felicity into the elevator to the first floor. Digg stepped in with them. It was a few moments later that they emerged on street level, drop cloths and supplies for the building were everywhere.
Felicity stepped off and turned to smile at her boys.
"I'll see you both tomorrow evening. Digg, remind Lyla that only if alerts go off during the day I'll get here as soon as I can. Oliver, try not to brood too much before bed." She smiled and with a wave started to turn.
"Felicity." She looked back at Oliver who stared at her, his blue eyes staring at her intensely. He swallowed. "Try to be safe."
Felicity smiled again and nodded walking towards the front door. Behind her she heard Dig speak before the elevator doors shut. "You have it bad."
She stepped out front and walked up to her car, stopping when she saw the small piece of paper stuck to her windshield. Felicity frowned and picked it up, and saw that it was an advertisement for the tea and coffee shop opening up in the building in a few weeks. Smiling, Felicity climbed into her car, and drove to home.
In a small apartment across town, a man moved from table to table. Bookshelves are stocked with copies of Alice in Wonderland, drawings covered the walls, hats stacked on shelves. Tea pots scattered around the place. Pieces of tech, and books lay scattered on the main table.
But the man stood before an empty wall. He placed one picture of Felicity at the center. He ran his right hand over the contours of her face.
"Alice, pretty Alice. Trapped by those who bind you. I will let you come into my wonderland pretty Alice."
The man turned, moving to a sewing machine in the corner, where piles and piles of white fabric were being stitched together.
"The Queen may separate us, but my dear Alice, we will be together again."