A/N: Hello again! Thank you so much for all the reviews for the first chapter and big hellos to all the followers and favorites! Here's a nice fluffy chapter to start the week off right before I have to get a little dark on everyone. Sadly has to happen if I'm going to somewhat stick to canon (minus the Laurel/Oliver stuff obviously.)
For spoiler warnings/ timeline terms this is between episodes 19 and 20.
Disclaimer: All characters are property of CW and DC.
Felicity was already sitting in a booth when Oliver strolled into the diner. She glanced up from her tablet and smiled at his approach. "I hope you haven't been waiting long, I always forget where to park when I drive down here without Dig."
"It's fine, I was landing planes." Oliver looked at her confused as he slid into the other side of the booth.
"You get a third job I don't know about?" She smirked before remembering this was Oliver she was talking to and he probably meant that sincerely.
"It's a video game." She laid her tablet down to show him a miniature airport and several planes in the air around it. "You drag your finger from the plane to the airport to give it a flight path all the while making sure you don't crash into any of the other planes in the air. Simple, mindless, perfect for killing time." He watched as she finished landing the last two planes in her level before putting the computer away.
"Hey guys, what can I get you?" Carly walked up and they each settled on a burger, fries and a coffee.
"So how was your lunch date?" Felicity asked as Carly went to the back to place their order. Oliver shrugged
"Alright I guess. She's, well I guess if I'm being fair we're, different now. I suppose we're still getting used to each other." Their coffees arrived and Oliver took a sip. "She seemed nervous, distracted."
" It's been one hell of a year." Felicity didn't know if she sided with Diggle or Oliver when it came to how involved Moira Queen was in The Undertaking. She knew the question was a point of tension between the men and was trying to stay out of it until she saw definite evidence one way or another.
"I suppose, between that and becoming CEO. I mean she's a brilliant woman but she was never comfortable in the boardroom. Confident always, never comfortable." Oliver's concentration drifted briefly to the dark parts of his mind he was purposely trying to avoid right now.
"Oliver?" he snapped back to attention as she said his name. "Something cross your mind?"
"Nothing important." He put on his 'don't worry about me' face. "How did the rest of your day go?" Felicity started on a rant about trying to teach one of the investor relations clerks how to resize her email windows. Halfway through the tale Diggle walked in and was surprised to find his two teammates in their usual booth. He hadn't expected to see either of them until later. He was just about to walk over when he felt a feminine hand grab his elbow and pull him back towards the kitchen.
"John Edward Diggle if you interrupt those kids I will beat you with a stick!" Carly whispered angrily.
"What? Why?" John looked over at his two friends and saw what his girlfriend was referring to. They were both leaning forward, Felicity gesturing emphatically as she told her story and Oliver, was Oliver smiling? As the story wound down she placed her one hand on the table while picked up her coffee cup with the other one. Oliver took her hand, guiding it more to the centre of the table so he could comfortably hold it. They kept talking, Oliver brushing the back of her hand with his thumb absent mindedly. "Huh, about damn time."
"I know. But they can't figure it out if you are hovering like an overprotective brother. Need I remind you what you were like when guys came in here trying to talk to me." She passed him a take-out bag full of all his favorites to soften the blow of being kicked out.
"That was different and you know it." He winked and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Call you later." Diggle chose his moment to leave carefully, not drawing any attention from the young couple at the table.
They drove to the lair in separate cars but parked next to each other in the back. "Not exactly environmentally sound but what can you do." Felicity joked as she got her bags out of the back seat.
"Well maybe next time I can just meet you at the office and we can drive together." Oliver leaned against the hood of her car. She popped up and turned to face him placing her bags on the ground at her feet.
"Next time?" Oliver nodded. "You want to do this again?"
"Don't you?" He asked straightening up and facing her suddenly concerned.
"No, Yes! Of course! Maybe with a little more notice so I can bring something decent to wear and maybe without us having to go to work after, not that I mind! We already talked about me not minding it's just"
"How about Saturday?" He asked cutting off the panicky babble. "Plenty of notice, I can pick you up at home to save the earth, and whether we work after will depend on how the week goes. Deal?" He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist gently, testing the waters of personal boundaries. She pulled him into a hug and then left her arms around his neck.
"Deal" she leaned up and kissed him. They stayed that way for a minute before the kitchen door of the club was kicked open by a bus boy on a garbage run, causing the couple to break apart.
"We should probably go inside. Diggle is waiting to take some of my blood to stock the med kit." Oliver grabbed one of her bags and started heading towards the entrance.
"Yeah that's something I won't be watching. Though I'm pretty sure I have a cookie in here somewhere if you want one after." She said referencing her large purse.
"What don't you have in there?" He asked jokingly.
"Currently? A cheese knife, I took it out this morning so I know for a fact I don't have one in there. Before you ask why, it was left over from a potluck at work."
"You really are remarkable." He punched in the code and held the door open. "Ladies first." She smiled and passed him heading down the stairs. He smiled and shook his head "Just remarkable."