Disclaimer: Arrow and all its amazing characters etc. do not belong to me, I am simply the puppet master who moves them in another direction. ;)
A/N: This story takes place shortly after the season 2 finale.
A Love Like This
Chapter Two
`Later that same day found Felicity seated at her desk in team Arrows "new," to Felicity and Diggle, lair. Spinning around in her chair Felicity silently observed the other occupants of the room.
On one side of the room Oliver sat at a table working on sharpening arrowheads while on the other side of the room which contained weights, excercise machines and a rather large sparring area covered with mats was Diggle, lifting weights.
After looking around at all the boxes of equipment still needing to be unpacked Felicity turned back to working on setting up her computers with a sigh, these days everyone in the lair was pretty quiet, each focused on their own thoughts.
Felicity on her part was determined to move on from Oliver, sometimes she didn't know what was worse, having her heart broken yet again, or the fact that Oliver didn't even seem to notice how hurt she was, granted she had known the basics of the plan but the I love you from Oliver had been unexpected and certainly not been in those plans, and the way he seemed to just brush it off when they were on the island after dropping Slade off just made it all the worse.
That day she had decided to bury her feelings for Oliver and leave them behind on that island, she had walked off of the plane in Starling City with a new purpose, she was focused on moving on with her life and from Oliver and focusing more on herself, since she had started "helping" the Arrow she had slowly drifted away from her friends, never seeming to have any extra time to spend with them, now she was making sure to make the time to spend with her old friends and to make new ones, thinking of new friends caused a smile to appear on Felicity's face, becoming friends with Quentin Lance had certainly been unexpected.
Upon their return to Starling City the had received word that Lance was in the hospital, apparently being tossed around by Slade's super soldiers had caused some internal damage.
Felicity, concerned about him had headed straight to the hospital after hearing the news, when she had arrived he had still been recovering from surgery.
Using her tablet she had hacked into the hospitals record and led Oliver and Diggle, whom had accompanied her, to Lance's room.
After reassuring themselves that Lance would make it Oliver stepped out to speak with Laurel and Diggle had headed home to see Lyla.
Felicity, meanwhile had pulled up a chair next to the hospital bed where Lance laid, sleeping and settled in to wait for him to wake up.
He had awoken a few hours later, surprised, but not unhappy to see Felicity sitting next to the bed, they had spoken briefly before Felicity headed out, but not before promising to visit again.
And she did, the next few weeks while he was recovering she would often stop by after a long day of job hunting, before she headed to the, as she had dubbed it, lair, she kept him informed of the city's attempt to recover in the aftermath of Deathstroke's destruction and of the Arrow's efforts at keeping the City safe from the criminals that prowled the city in the wake of all the chaos.
She enjoyed spending time with him, just talking about everything and anything, and even after Lance was released from the hospital she would often stop by his apartment to drop off some form of dinner for him, as he was still on sick leave from work, though that didn't seem to stop him.
He could usually be found in the glades, helping with the clean up and rebuilding process and after they had begun their tradition of meeting for breakfasts on Saturday mornings, Felicity could oftentimes be found right next to him, helping in any way that she could.
Shaking her head slightly Felicity came out of her musing and returned to working on her computers, just sitting here thinking would not make the process of setting up her computers go any faster and as she had plans tonight, she did not have extra time to waste.